I'm stuck in a horror game for 100 years

Chapter 89 Dean Mei, You Are Quite Photogenic
[The dungeon scene has ended, if you continue to stay outside the dungeon scene plot, you may be attacked by unknown terror]

[Reminder: You can choose to voluntarily quit the game within one hour, and proceed with the dungeon settlement]

【Otherwise you will be forcibly kicked out of the copy】

Jiang Tong looked at the delivery pipe that had been trampled to pieces under his feet.

Sneer inwardly.

This kind of prompt.

Only this copy will be available, right?
Can't wait to recycle Wang Xia's body?Urgent?
Looking at the broken corpse that was completely lying in the body bag in his hand.

A nameless anger surged in Jiang Tong's heart.

This fire kept burning, burning through his heart.

This is the most real emotion that has been suppressed in Jiang Tong's heart for 100 years.

Like him, Wang Xia was the product of the wrong operation of "Bright and Weird", but she died directly in the game, while Jiang Tong was trapped in the game, and continued to repeat that day.

The original Jiang Tong has gone from being excited to worried to frightened to numb to burning with anger in the 100 years of reincarnation, to completely crazy, and finally to calmness.

He accepts everything.

With a calm role, he accepted the reality that he could never escape, and he even felt that he was already a soul body.

But when the game is restarted.

He suddenly had the hope of life!

This hope suppressed the endless anger in his heart.

But when the identity of patient X was revealed, Jiang Tong clearly felt that he was the same role as her.

Jiang Tong instinctively put this woman from the same place as him in the same position.

This is the current reality, and it will never be able to give Jiang Tong the sense of belonging.

Therefore, the anger in his heart once again burned endlessly.

My being trapped for 100 years, including Wang Xia's death in the game, has everything to do with this damn game!

Only now, he is too weak.

Whether it's the men in black who act in the horror world, or the giant eyeballs that disappear in Toyama, or the secrets of horror itself.

I am currently not qualified to contact and open it.

Now in this copy of Ren'ai Hospital, the only thing Jiang Tong can do is to complete the remaining hidden tasks.

Fat doctor!

At this time, the voice of the dean in Wang Xia's memory sounded again.

"Doctor Fatty must not die!"

"You don't know how important he is to me!"

The elegant young man wearing glasses in Wang Xia's memory was completely different from the fat and bloated doctor with protruding cheekbones that she met later.

Jiang Tong gradually realized.

"I've come to see you, Dean."

At this time, Jiang Tong turned a deaf ear to the reminders that kept ringing.

【Your condition is getting worse! 】

【Your condition is getting worse! 】

[Your symptoms are: violent tendencies! 】

[Your infectious disease has evolved to a secondary source of infection! 】

The body bag in his hand, the broken corpse, and the rotten smell that continued to permeate.

Jiang Tong noticed.

Wang Xia's corpse is rapidly becoming pixelated after the intubation tubes are removed, and those pixel-like things are continuously drilled out of the missing parts of the corpse.

Then drilled back into the body.

The smell of decay also emanates from these things.

But Jiang Tong knew that this was much more serious than the patients in those wards.

"That's the pathogen."

at the same time.

An extremely pure brown virus without any pixelation gradually climbed onto Jiang Tong's hand along the open opening of the body bag.

Jiang Tong didn't use the blood shadow isolation.

he knows.

This is the purest and most primitive virus in patient X's body, which belongs to an extremely strange and strange kind.

In Wang Xia's memory, she called it: a serious illness.

"It's not the disease that has side effects, but the disease caused by the combination of the disease and the players of "Bright and Strange". Wang Xia's body or willpower cannot bear the impact of the disease, so she died and began to affect the surrounding people. people and things."

"Those tubes are what Ren'ai Hospital researched to extract the pure disease! Because he knows that this disease can expand the ability of ghosts!"

"The director of Ren'ai Hospital!"

【Ghost Qi +5】

【Ghost Qi +5】

【Ghost Qi +10】

……

On Jiang Tong's panel, the ghostly numbers soared like crazy.

More and more brown liquid flowed out of Wang Xia's body, and his ghostly aura instantly overflowed.

[Your Ghost Qi has reached the upper limit, do you want to switch? 】

【Yes! 】

[Ghost energy conversion completed]

[Growth rate of blood shadow is 2%]

[Your Ghost Qi has reached the upper limit, do you want to switch? 】

【Yes! 】

[Ghost energy conversion completed]

[Growth rate of blood shadow is 3%]

Such a reminder rang a full five times!And Jiang Tong's blood shadow growth rate has also reached 6%, and the upper limit of ghost energy has also become 300!

[Growth rate of blood shadow is 6%]

【Ghost Qi 100/300】

"It seems that for every 5% growth rate, the upper limit of ghost aura will be increased by 100."

Jiang Tong carefully felt the changes in the ghost energy in his body, and an inexplicable sense of strength emerged in his heart.

at this time!

The blood shadow suddenly emerged from Jiang Tong's body uncontrollably.

A huge blood-colored shadow stood behind Jiang Tong. This shadow had no head.

At the same time, a humanoid creature composed of pixels slowly crawled out from Wang Xia's broken corpse in the shroud.

This guy is completely black, but has a nose and eyes on his face.

The sharp-edged arms waved, as if wanting to attack Jiang Tong.

However, at this time, Jiang Tong was anxious and unable to vent his anger.

The huge bloody ghost behind him slapped the pixel man in black to pieces.

An inexplicable strange breath melted into the ghost shadow.

[Special talent upgrade! 】

[Special talent: Restart, consumes 50 ghost energy points, can restart for 1 minute: go back to 1 minute ago]

[World mission progress update! 】

[Catch the black-clothed monsters walking in the horror world, understand what they do, the task time is unknown, the task location is unknown, the nature of the task: unique]

【Current progress 1/10】

[World Mission Reward: Your ghost totem has changed! 】

However, Jiang Tong has completely lost hearing these reminders.

After killing the pixelated man in black, an emotion that did not belong to Jiang Tong pervaded.

Fear, dread, despair, and endless cold.

This belongs to Wang Xia.

"Revenge! Revenge! Revenge!"

Anger burst out of his chest.

In the next second, the ghost behind Jiang Tong returned directly to his body, and the body bag was closed and thrown into the backpack.

Immediately.

There was no one in the empty room.

……

The hallway was still stained with blood.

In Jiang Tong's eyes at this time, these blood-red tiles have completely changed.

It was a barrier formed by some distorted dimensional space fragments combined with decaying breath.

The strong vibration sounded again.

The huge head rolled down the hallway.

Jiang Tong didn't shy away.

Standing quietly in the corridor.

Like waiting for this head to crush itself into a patty.

Unfortunately.

It was a few inches away from Jiang Tong's body.

The huge head stopped abruptly.

Jiang Tong was covered with blood shadows all over his body, with a ghostly aura, and one hand was directly embedded in his head.

Forcibly, this head, which was crowding the entire corridor, was forced to stop with one hand!
"You look a lot like a doctor I know."

A densely packed face on a huge head.

One of them happened to face Jiang Tong's face.

It is smiling.

Just when I heard Jiang Tong's voice.

This face suddenly turned cold.

"Doctor Fat, seeing your current appearance, your mother must be in great pain. My son has been replaced by someone and has become such a ghost."

Jiang Tong's eyes were scarlet, his face was filled with blood, and he spoke with a smile.

Gently patted, it belonged to the handsome face of a handsome and fat doctor in Wang Xia's memory.

However, this face has been completely changed.

The left face of a person is not exactly the same as the right face.

If the two sides are reversed.

Then the face that looks more pleasing to the eye will be extremely abrupt, and even create an illusion that it looks like a human being.

It looked like the face of a young fat doctor, as if he was about to open his mouth to say something.

But it was quickly torn apart by the distorted faces around him.

The fat doctor, who seemed to remember something, was no longer of the same kind as them.

it be damned!
Jiang Tong sneered, and the ghostly aura in his hands suddenly gathered.

Then an extremely strange and icy breath rippled in the huge head in an instant.

From the inside to the outside, the ice layer directly froze the whole head into a big ice ball.

Then Jiang Tong patted his palm lightly.

"Crack."

Dense cracks appeared on the ice puck and shattered all over the place.

The blood-red tiles are greedily absorbing these dirty things, this thing seems to be a great tonic for it!
Jiang Tong's eyes flickered slightly.

He saw that these bloody tiles were constantly disintegrating, and it seemed that the chaotic space was also collapsing rapidly due to the disappearance of pathogens.

Open the system panel.

The time has come to 44:[-] in the morning.

"It's time to hurry."

He has less than an hour.

Presumably the duration of this chaotic space is also the same.

At this time, Wang Xia had already told Jiang Tong the location of 'Doctor Fat' in her memory.

Sixth floor, storage room.

but.

It's the sixth floor in the chaotic space, and there is Doctor Fatty's office!

……

"Huh-chih-huh-chih-"

In the dark room, there was the sound of panting.

The night outside the window is gradually disappearing.

Ren'ai Hospital had another seemingly peaceful night.

But often this time is the darkest moment.

Beside the bed, the opened transparent glass bottle exudes a delicate fragrance.

There is still liquid in the mouth of the bottle.

And in those medical equipment boxes that were opened, there were even more densely packed empty bottles scattered around.

These are all inhibitors.

Bed.

Under the lifted quilt, thick tubes are connected, and these tubes are constantly bulging, like living things.

It's just that the brown liquid in the tube, which was extracted from nowhere, has been exhausted.

The other end of the tube was inserted into a dead baby covered in liquid.

It was the dead baby in Doctor Fat Fat's belly.

only.

Now it doesn't need a Fat Doctor shell.

In the dead baby's body, one could vaguely see the brown color flowing continuously, and then it was quickly absorbed, and the baby's body also kept getting bigger and thicker.

Soon, he will have the appearance of a six or seven-year-old child.

Obviously, these brown liquids brought the best nutrients for its growth.

"It's a little bit worse, a little bit worse!"

"Damn it! What happened down there!"

"Didn't you have been ordered! Be more cautious tonight! You are only one finger away from the pathogen! You are only one finger away!"

"Damn it! Could it be those interns again!?"

"Then damn Jiang Tong! It must be him!"

"Damn it! He must die! Just like that fat doctor! He will become my nourishment!"

The rapidly inflated baby cursed in a vicious language that was completely out of proportion to his figure and face.

And on the desk that originally belonged to Doctor Fatty.

But there was a folded old newspaper.

There is no folded part, and a photo is printed.

in the photo.

A middle-aged man with a happy face was holding another man's hand.

It seems to be some sort of ribbon-cutting ceremony.

Behind the two of them, the hospital building stood up, with a sign hanging on it, with four characters written on the sign: Renai Hospital.

And below the photo.

It is text reports.

'Today, the City of Thriller's Charity Hospital was completed!Dean Mei Renai and the mayor jointly cut the ribbon, let us witness this moment! '

In a dark room.

The folded newspaper was slowly unfolded and picked up.

It was as if an invisible person, merged with the darkness, was reading a newspaper.

The dead baby was still soaking up the brown liquid on the bed, and it was already about the size of a teenager.

His face is also slowly becoming clear.

It is very similar to Dean Mei Renai in the photo.

Immediately.

in the dark.

Suddenly, there was a burst of cold words.

"Dean Mei, you are quite photogenic."

(End of this chapter)