Quick Transmigration: After becoming beautiful, I am numb

In the small dark room, the executor looked solemn: "The small world has restarted!"

Huoshui nodded, "It has indeed been restarted! Is the main system causing trouble? Has it discovered His Majesty?"

At this point, the disaster is a bit urgent.

No way!

Did the main system really find out?

So when it takes action now, does it mean to kill His Majesty?

Where is your majesty?

Can it withstand attacks from the main system?

Disaster is really worried, so its CPU is full of speculations.

"It shouldn't be the main system."

The executor had a different guess.

He thought for a while and said slowly, "The small world should be saving itself!"

"Huh? Save yourself?"

why?

What to save?

Isn't it a nice little world?

Huoshui was very confused.

On the contrary, it is the executor. He is a man, and the tasks he has always done are always male-oriented.

Also known as the male protagonist.

In the biased novel world, the protagonist is also the protagonist, and the biased party is the center of the small world.

For example, in this small world, it is just a scumbag who launders his white papers.

The scumbag "Huo Ruqian" is the male protagonist and the most lucky person in this world.

Wen Wan is the object of compensation for the male protagonist and the female protagonist. Although she also has the aura of the protagonist, her aura exists because of the male protagonist.

Now, His Majesty entered the small world, drove the male protagonist crazy in a few moments, and even locked him up.

Although it's not the end yet, the male protagonist's ending is already doomed - he's finished!

Without the support of the male protagonist, this small world will definitely collapse.

The small world has its own world consciousness. It definitely doesn’t want to collapse, so it will automatically turn on the self-rescue mode - restart!

Put everything back to where it started, and try to get the plot back on track.

Huoshui scratched his head, still not quite understanding: "It's still not right! His Majesty has done similar tasks before, bypassing the protagonist and letting the supporting role take over -"

As he spoke, Huoshui was stunned.

It suddenly remembered that when His Majesty performed these tasks, he mostly adopted the "Double X Master" approach.

She will not hack the original protagonist and step on him to get the upper hand.

His Majesty often relies on his own efforts to keep himself on par with the protagonist, and then——

"Is this really the case? But I still think there's something wrong!"

Huoshui shook his head vigorously and was not easily convinced.

The executor thought carefully. He had experienced more than a dozen small worlds and had a certain understanding of the rules of the game and the rules of the main system.

Regarding Huoshui's incomprehension, he speculated again: "Perhaps, His Majesty's experience this time is also related to 'smuggling'."

In the past, she was the executor of tasks, and she acted slightly out of line, but she did not compromise the interests of the main system, and even helped the main system seek benefits.

The main system turned a blind eye to some of His Majesty's "violations".

But it's different now. Your Majesty is a "defector", and she is poaching the main system.

The main system may not be able to pinpoint her location accurately, but it can set a rule specifically for her, and then use the rule to restrain her or even punish her.

Your boss will tolerate the same mistake, but your opponent will definitely hold on to it.

This time it was particularly "blatant". Your Majesty was no longer poaching secretly, but was grabbing food from the tiger's mouth.

Her behavior will probably trigger the highest alert of the main system, and then——

"Oh, no more thinking about it, no more discussion, no matter how much I think or talk, there's no point!"

"Your Majesty is already in the small world and has begun to experience the world's restart. The only thing we can do is to find ways to help her."

Huoshui is His Majesty's close friend. It is more concerned about His Majesty's safety than the so-called "truth".

Putting aside his emotions, Huoshui betrayed the main system along with His Majesty.

The two of them are grasshoppers on a rope.

Something happened to His Majesty, and even a little mentally retarded dog can't do anything good.

Therefore, it will do its best to help His Majesty in both public and private matters, as well as in matters of emotion and reason.

"Ok!"

The executor promised, but his eyes were shining.

He is different from Huoshui. He doesn't know His Majesty well and has no feelings for him.

He is still in a wait-and-see mode.

If His Majesty cannot show the strength to fight against the main system, then he will be very sorry.

Only if His Majesty can confront or even overtake the main system will he be willing to follow him.

Huoshui:...Hmph! Your Majesty will definitely defeat the main system’s conspiracy and win!

……

Gu Qingcheng didn't know about this discussion in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness. She only felt huge waves of energy lingering and rolling around her.

Then, a dazzling white light flashed before her eyes.

Something seems to be different.

The scene plays backwards!

Go back in time!

Gu Qingcheng was in it and couldn't control herself for a moment.

She could only "go with the flow" and passively allow the world around her to change dramatically.

And her spirit also suffered a huge impact.

Countless pictures flashed through her mind quickly.

She seemed to have experienced a lot and seemed to have forgotten everything.

After the noise, there was that kind of panic-inducing silence.

Yes, be quiet!

There was no sound around her, oh no, maybe there was a sound, and she seemed to be separated from all senses and isolated from the world.

Well, to paraphrase a joke on the Internet, that is: people walk on the ground, but their souls float in the sky.

There is a serious separation between the soul and the body.

It's not an out-of-body experience, it's just a simple separation.

"I seem to be floating? Floating in mid-air?"

"Huh? What are they doing? The man they tied up looks so familiar!"

"What are they doing? Why are they tying her up? Stop! Stop it!"

"Don't give her medicine, don't give her injections..."

"don't want!!!"

I don't want to take medicine!

I don’t want injections!

I'm not sick!

let me out! Let me out quickly! ! !

At some point, Gu Qingcheng found that his perspective suddenly changed.

No longer floating in mid-air, looking down at everything below.

Her gaze instantly moved down, from looking down to looking straight up.

And the picture she saw was no longer the "big picture", but only a few busy medical staff in front of her.

Some of them are controlling the patient with force, some are holding medicine bottles in their hands, and some are adjusting injections.

And the patient they want to control is none other than her!

Gu Qingcheng felt that something about him had been overlooked.

Or maybe her thinking was confused and something was wrong.

However, there was another instinct that made her want to escape from all this.

"Let me go! I'm not sick!"

"I'm not a madman! It's Huo Ruqian, he harmed me!"

"Huo Ruqian, you bastard, scumbag! You harmed me! You harmed me!"

"Dad, Mom, come and save me!"

"Wow, I'm fine! I'm really fine, let me out!"

Gu Qingcheng roared crazily.

Her eyes were crazy and her pupils were out of focus.

At the end of her shouting, she didn't even know what she was talking about.

She only repeated one sentence over and over again: "Let me out! Let me out!"

She was confused about philosophical questions of life such as "who am I", "where am I", and "why am I like this".

If the brain can be compared to a machine, then at this moment Gu Qingcheng's brain is in a short-circuit state.

The display screen was full of hopping garbled characters, and there was even a hissing sound of electricity surging.

She was not down, but in a very abnormal state of confusion.

There were too many memory fragments in her mind, but they all seemed to be floating in mid-air.

She couldn't reach or grasp it, yet she was affected by those fragments.

"It's not like this! I shouldn't be like this!"

"Help me! Someone help me!"

"I want to get out! Let me out quickly!"

However, as the sedative was injected into the body, Gu Qingcheng's struggle became weaker and weaker.

Her world finally changed from chaos to tranquility.

"Whoo~"

The nurse holding the needle took a long breath.

She raised her hand to touch the sweat on her forehead, and couldn't help but sigh: "Hey, why is bed 19 getting more and more serious?"

"Yes, I was fine a few days ago and was able to go to the activity room by myself."

"...Yesterday was visiting day. Her husband came to visit her——"

On the surface, this sentence sounds fine.

but--

Looking at the patient who is now in a coma and who was desperately going crazy just now, the medical staff are unwilling to speculate on conspiracy theories.

But, it’s scary to think about it.

Working in a hospital, especially a psychiatric hospital like this, medical staff really see the darkness of the world and the ugliness of human nature.

The patients here are basically patients with mental illness.

There are menopausal women, students with depression, and men who run it in their families.

All kinds of people have their own misfortunes.

Every patient who comes in will experience resistance, despair, calmness, and then waits for discharge.

Some patients and relatives;

And some have been completely abandoned.

There is true love in the world, but the world is also full of indifference and unfeeling.

Medical staff have seen it too much and become accustomed to it.

They force themselves to put away their empathy and refuse to be soft-hearted. Otherwise, they will collapse before the patient is discharged from the hospital.

However, they could not help but sympathize with the patients in bed 19.

Especially the doctor in charge of the bed. He still remembers that when bed 19 was first admitted to the hospital, although he was crying crazily, his condition did not seem serious.

She wasn't violent, more like she was scared.

Such patients are actually more suitable to go to a nursing home.

With a quiet, safe environment and professional caregivers, the child can be nursed back to health slowly.

The conditions for a 19-bed family should be excellent.

Afford the corresponding fees.

And their public mental health center is actually more suitable for some seriously ill patients or those whose families have difficulties.

They don't have sufficient conditions and can only be kept here forcibly.

Taking medicines and injections can force the irritable and chaotic patients to become calm.

This is more of a desperation and the only choice.

19 beds, but there can be more.

But she was sent in anyway.

There are six patients in one ward, with varying degrees of illness.

The entire ward is absolutely airtight, with three doors leading to the outside.

Iron fences, big iron gates... To put it bluntly, it's tighter than a prison.

The key is that the atmosphere is too depressing.

In the corridor outside the ward, there will be patients wearing hospital gowns, either talking to themselves or giggling.

There are also patients in the ward who have just been admitted, crying and howling day and night, and trying to escape...

confusion!

Crazy!

Depressed!

Not to mention patients with psychological problems, even a mentally healthy person will be driven crazy if he stays in such an environment!

PS: I once went to the ward of a mental health center. There were iron doors, no mobile phones, no TV, and no way to communicate with the outside world... It was so depressing! (End of chapter)