I'm stuck in a horror game for 100 years

Chapter 86
I didn't care what was weird about the morgue behind me.

Five people quickly rushed towards the corner of the corridor.

However, because the corridor at this time has been densely filled with various organs, the speed of the five people moving forward is much slower than before. I am afraid that they will step on something that should not be stepped on, and then those sick bodies will resurrect again or something.

Of course, this is also related to how many people are now infected with the disease.

Except for Jiang Tong.

"Jiang Tong, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Qiankun was out of breath. His infectious disease had already reached the second level, but so far, it seems that it has not yet affected Jiangtong Han Xiuyan and others who are already the third level of infection.

It is estimated that as long as he becomes an infectious disease patient, he will directly 'share joys and sorrows' with pathogen X afterwards.

Jiang Tong looked at Zhao Qiankun's head in cold sweat.

Lips are a little whitish.

He couldn't help suspecting that if he didn't find the source of patient X tonight and send him the dungeon, Zhao Qiankun would have to confess here in all likelihood.

But even so, nothing could stop his curiosity.

Forget it, just treat it as a dying wish.

"The diagnosis of horror games is violent, but I feel quite normal, maybe because the condition is relatively mild."

Jiang Tong explained while leading the crowd along the corridor.

Hear the key four words.

Not only Zhao Qiankun, but even Han Xiuyan glanced at Jiang Tong's back in surprise.

"What did he just say about violent tendencies? Did I hear correctly?" Zhao Qiankun did not speak loudly this time, but lowered his voice to confirm to Han Xiuyan and Wang Yan next to him.

"You think I'm deaf, don't you?" Jiang Tong stopped, turned his head and looked at Zhao Qiankun, who was only one or two meters away from him, with unkind eyes.

You lower your ghost voice at this distance!

Only the deaf can't hear!

But Zhao Qiankun didn't seem to hear Jiang Tong's words at all, just quietly waiting for Han Xiuyan's answer.

"Yes, you heard it right, there are already obvious external manifestations."

Looking at Jiang Tong's dissatisfied face, Han Xiuyan replied to Zhao Qiankun very seriously, especially after thinking of knocking out the ghost doctor on the second floor before.

"Then is there a possibility that Jiang Tong actually had this disease a long time ago, but because of the coincidence of patient X infectious disease, the horror game system happened to reflect this disease?"

Zhao Qiankun's tone was serious.

At this time, Wang Yan and Di Mo, who were following behind, nodded in agreement.

"Brother Zhao's words make sense."

"According to my many years of clinical nursing experience, and through Jiang Tong's various behaviors, it can be concluded that he has a tendency to violence, but this tendency is sometimes divided into categories, um... I can call it the Weird Syndrome of Violent Abuse! "

"Seconded!"

"I didn't expect Jiang Tong to be so awesome, creating an unprecedented case."

"It is worth decades of clinical research, and it may be of great help to the federal government's research on horror games."

Jiang Tong rolled his eyes to the people behind him.

Obviously, they were making fun of themselves.

In fact, Jiang Tong knew that Wang Yan and Han Xiuyan were just cooperating with Zhao Qiankun's performance.

Judging from the faces of Zhao Qiankun and Di Mo, they were already very nervous at the moment, especially Zhao Qiankun, whose second-level weakness made him feel even more depressed.

And after several people left the mortuary hall.

The clicking sound never stopped.

I don't know if the morgue was stuck or what, anyway, what Jiang Tong heard was that it was between the third floor and the second floor and never came down.

He doesn't care.

But this movement fell in the ears of ordinary humans Zhao Qiankun and Di Mo, just like a note of death.

Even after turning the first corner, the sound didn't die away completely.

But no matter how hard it is, you can only grit your teeth and hold on.

Jiang Tong, who had escaped from the sea of ​​organs before, quickened his pace.

But what he didn't expect was.

The corridor after the corner is completely different from the previous one.

White, bright, not stained with a trace of dust.

It seems that most of the corridor that was stained with blood before is completely separated from this place.

It's just the laboratories with destroyed doors that appear from time to time on both sides of the corridor.

It is still telling that this is still a disease research center on the third floor.

The lab was empty.

Those huge utensils and instruments collapsed to the ground, and the pungent smell of formalin emanated from them.

Apparently, the previous riots in the onset period were caused by the sick bodies that escaped from these vessels.

Everyone has no desire to continue searching.

Finding patient X as soon as possible is the key!

Everyone knows that they are very close to the answer!

"The smell of decay in the air is stronger."

Although Han Xiuyan was already ill, it didn't affect her sense of smell. Not only that, she even felt that her ghost ability seemed to be slightly enhanced.

Wang Yan's eyes were dim, and she was holding back her cough.

The faint gray lines in the air were clearly exposed in her eyes.

In this dungeon, Wang Yan's extraordinary ability didn't help her at all.

Finding ghost traces is Wang Yan's ghost ability.

Ghost Wang Yan.

Before the disease worsened, Wang Yan could only see some faint lines, and those lines were still broken, and there were often situations where she couldn't connect.

When suppressing the illness, Wang Yan instinctively used the ghost ability.

Although this accelerated the consumption of ghost energy.

But the degree of exacerbation of the disease has also been alleviated.

But this made Wang Yan discover that this infectious disease seemed to be able to expand her ability to be a ghost. This feeling even made her a little intoxicated.

Involuntarily, the white tiles in the corridor reflected her face, and she suddenly became a little crazy...

"Wang Yan!"

Jiang Tong's voice suddenly rang in Wang Yan's ears.

She woke up with a start.

before!

It's clean white tiles!

Only a few centimeters from the tip of her nose.

And inside the tiles, there is a completely different face from Wang Yan.

It was as if... she had switched her left and right faces!
That asymmetrical face, with a faint smile, seemed to be telling Wang Yan, come in, come in, here is everything you want.

However, this smile was quietly shattered by Jiang Tong's cold shout.

"You... dammit!"

Suddenly!
In the corridor, which was so clean that one couldn't bear to stain any of the tiles, dense numbers of human faces appeared!

Just like Gao Wu's only remaining face!
They yelled at Jiangtong.

Wanting to tear Jiang Tong to pieces!
"These are all weird tricks that have been tortured to death by infectious diseases. They want to drag us into the water! Concentrate your willpower. This kind of trick is very powerful, and extraordinary people may not be able to resist it."

Jiang Tong looked coldly at the grimaces that appeared on the tiles.

His mental will is extremely firm.

No weird illusion can affect him.

Only the top succubus is worthy to have a touch with Jiang Tong!
"Sorry! I was distracted just now!"

After waking up, Wang Yan suddenly felt chills on her back. Although this illness strengthened her ability to be a ghost, it also weakened her mental will.

This disease is a double-edged sword.

And with the pathological changes of the source of infection, the disease will only get worse.

Naturally, Wang Yan is very clear about what will happen at that time.

Just like these dead ghosts trapped in another dimension, they are tortured by all kinds of diseases and perish forever.

Never miss the slightest chance to pull others into the water.

Be a part of the most vicious and weird.

"get out!"

Jiang Tong looked at the grimaces on the tiles and the fragile and weird illusion attack, and sneered.

At this time, Han Xiuyan, Zhao Qiankun and the others suddenly felt an incomparably safe illusion in their hearts.

It seems that no matter how big the crisis is, as long as Jiang Tong is still there.

Then this day, it will not collapse.

In the tiles, the person who was tortured to death by the disease was crying strangely. Unfortunately, it was already past three o'clock in the morning, and the period of illness that Jiang Tong deduced had ended.

These weird people who have been tortured to death by illness can only crawl back from hell in the only time they have until the next onset period.

And this hell.

This is the area affected by Patient X.

……

"Jiang Tong, cough cough, after my illness is at the second level, Li Gui's ability has also been strengthened at the same time."

The long clean corridor twisted and twisted, and Jiang Tong stopped when he heard Wang Yan's voice behind him.

This is already the No.13 corner.

What remains unchanged in front of me is the white and spotless corridor.

The grimaces that appeared before have also disappeared.

"Well, this infectious disease does have the ability to magnify the strange, but the disadvantages are also obvious. First of all, the disease will affect the physical state, and with the decline of mental power, it will eventually become an unconscious puppet that only knows how to kill."

"It's the same as the feet in the container we saw before, and the organs that killed those ghost doctors and nurses later."

"However, these sick bodies seem to riot only during the onset period. I suspect that this is also related to patient X."

Wang Yan's face was a little ugly, and she covered her mouth and coughed continuously.

Zhao Qiankun's face was even paler.

"I seem to be dying."

Looking at Jiang Tong, Zhao Qiankun's mouth trembled, he didn't look like the middle-aged uncle who said the joke before, he looked more like a terminally ill person who was about to die.

"We have to find Patient X quickly, but we have been walking for so long, there are still dilapidated laboratories on both sides, and the corridor has not changed in any way."

Han Xiuyan frowned.

Although her illness has just begun, the smell in this corridor is extremely serious.

I believe that soon, like Wang Yan and the others, they will become a secondary source of infection. At that time, their current end will be themselves.

"Ahem, it's a ghost hitting the wall."

"I saw the traces of those ghosts, ahem, they are broken on the wall."

After a while, Wang Yan was still coughing, but her mental state was a little better, and she resisted the urge to drink the inhibitor.

God knows whether those pathogens will resurrect and attack themselves after losing the pathogens.

Once antibodies are produced in the body, it is not easy to get sick again.

After the tiles induced her before, Wang Yan didn't use the ghost ability anymore, and those gray lines naturally disappeared.

However, when there is no change after turning so many corners in a row.

She knew it was bad.

Sure enough, ghost traces were used again.

Instead of extending towards the end of the corridor, gray silk threads broke off in the middle of the wall.

"Traces of ghosts?"

In fact, Jiang Tong had already had a premonition that they were suspected of being caught in the ghost hitting the wall, because the crackling sound behind him had long since disappeared.

But Jiang Tong always felt a little strange, he couldn't confirm it.

The ghost hitting the wall has its source ghost.

Just like the ghost on the stairs in my own community.

As long as you find the source ghost, you can break the ghost and hit the wall.

After observing the corners behind, Jiang Tong was even more biased, they were trapped in some kind of time and space!

It is obviously patient X who caused this result!

Jiang Tong wanted to grasp the thread of this chaotic time and space.

That's why he didn't stop for a long time.

He still needs more observational research time.

But obviously, both Wang Yan and Zhao Qiankun couldn't hold on anymore.

"Yes, my ghost ability is to see the traces left by ghosts. Now this infectious disease has strengthened my ability. Some traces that were invisible before can now be seen, but this consumes too much ghost energy. , I can only last 10 minutes at most!"

"Those gray traces are broken on the wall of the corridor!"

Hearing Wang Yan's words, a trace of surprise flashed in Jiang Tong's eyes. He always felt that what Wang Yan couldn't grasp should be what Wang Yan saw!
at this time.

Wang Yan's body was permeated with a thick ghostly aura, and her eyes showed a gray color.

Lifeless.

Like a pair of ghost eyes.

(End of this chapter)