become king in cruel games

Chapter 107 Cook Hospital (12) flies away

Jing Cook picked up a large speaker from the round platform.

[Morning exercise has ended]

[The duration of free activities is three 10 minutes!

The free time is three 10 minutes!
Please return to your room by yourself after the activity!
Please return to your room by yourself after the activity! 】

After finishing the story, Dean Jingcok followed the round platform down. It held the electric shock cube in its hand, walked around the doctor, and finally disappeared into the endless darkness behind the wall corridor.

The doctor caringly helped No. [-] to the hospital bed, and patiently put the shackles on No. [-]. The expressionless No. [-] did not respond. It looked at the doctor quietly, as if it had long been used to this A prison-like life.

Not far away, a tall muscular man saw Feng Yu and Cai Jing in the distance. He wanted to step forward to fight, but was stopped by Zhou Lan: "Qin Feng! Please calm down!"

Qin Feng, who was full of muscles, stopped immediately. He turned around and looked at this woman who was much shorter than him.

Zhou Landao: "Qin Feng, listen to me, let's finish the game now! Completing the game is the first thing, don't worry about anything else, okay?"

"Leave them alone. As long as they don't attack us, we shouldn't have any conflicts with them! We are not fools, and they are not fools either. Jinglan is the primary enemy, isn't it?"

Zhou Lan grabbed Qin Feng's hand, and Qin Feng's pupils shrank.

Zhou Lan continued: "Let's go, stop looking, and look for clues."

Qin Feng nodded slowly. He looked at Zhou Lan and stopped looking away. Zhou Lan pulled him in another direction.

Feng Yu glanced into the distance. It seemed that Zhou Lan was not a reckless fool. She no longer thought about things there, but focused on the game.

Several residents came to the edge of the huge square.

In front of you is a high wall about 200 meters high. The white wall is as smooth as new. The smooth wall is not enough for anyone to climb.

Feng Yu stopped holding the crown.

So, can those vines drag them out of the hospital?
Feng Yu felt that as long as emotions continued to flow out, extending the thorns for a hundred meters would not be a problem.

But is it really that simple?

Feng Yu quietly picked up the crown in the corner. She sat down cross-legged, hiding the crown, and then looked at the various emotions floating from all around with an expressionless face.

Ye Xiao and Yi Zifan stood aside, and Ye Xiao's tall figure blocked the sight of other patients.

Cai Jing on the side whispered: "The smoke seems to have disappeared."

Feng Yu tipped the heavy crown: "I can control them."

She looked at the white wall in front of her and put her hand on it, which was cold.

I don’t know what this wall is made of.

"My sister is my sister, I have nothing to praise!" Lin Zhenyu gave a thumbs up, and when he thought it was a bit obvious, he took his hand back again: "I wish I could get such a powerful prop... Unfortunately, I only know A stupid patient NPC, it doesn’t seem to have anything on it, it’s clean.”

The big boy clicked the grass in boredom.

Cai Jing was a little happy, but also a little envious: "This, Xiaoyu is so awesome, I..."

The somewhat old middle-aged woman sighed, and she did not say her useless words at first.

Feng Yu raised her eyebrows, and she tilted her head to look at Cai Jing: "You are a doctor. We are humans, and humans will always get hurt. I am not a god."

Cai Jing was stunned.

Feng Yu touched his chin: "From the current point of view, each of the five of us has our own strengths. Isn't that kid's lively atmosphere pretty awesome? Without him, our neighbors wouldn't know anything to talk about other than playing games." Something."

Lin Zhenyu scratched his head in embarrassment.

Feng Yu's gaze fell not far away.

I saw a chubby, round mirror walking towards the wall. The corners of its mouth on the mirror were slightly curved, as if it felt that everything was under control.

It is Feng Yu's "opposite door" - Jing Dazhuang.

Jing Dazhuang stretched his arms, spread them out, and then waved his arms continuously.

Da Zhuang's slippered feet left the ground, and the white slippers fell off his reflective feet.

It actually flew!
(End of this chapter)