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Chapter 4 004. Shameful to waste!
Seeing Qiao Mu happily eating the "roasted green onion steak", Su Hong spoke in a low voice.

"Listen, you are in an abnormal space now. All the patients around you are actually monsters, and the food is also rotten flesh and blood. I am an official from the official agency who came to investigate. My name is Su Hong."

Qiao Mu stopped eating, tilted his head to look at the "food" on his plate, and motioned for Su Hong to continue.

"This is a special mental hospital. Only a few people can notice it. Once they walk in and are captured by it, the people inside will continue to be contaminated and eventually become the monsters around us."

When Su Hong saw that Qiao Mu was willing to listen to her, he explained the situation in the simplest language possible.

"Pollution?"

Qiao Mu asked curiously.

"Yes, in official terms, we usually use the concept of 'depth' to describe objective entities—that is, the degree of contamination of real humans, animals, objects, and the like."

Su Hong explained in a voice that no one around could hear.

"The deeper the depth, the more serious the pollution, and humans will lose their minds, become less and less human, and eventually become monsters."

"depth."

Qiao Mu repeated the word, seeming to be thinking.

"Ordinary human beings are like foam floating on the surface of the sea. The depth is zero. They cannot see, touch, or feel these weird things."

Seeing that Qiao Mu seemed to have gradually accepted what she said, Su Hong continued to speak.

"But with the waves, many people will sink into it. Once the depth increases, they will be discovered, affected and dragged into a deeper abyss by the monsters under the sea."

"Drag."

Qiao Mu caught another key word.

"Yes, all these abnormalities, these monsters, are at a certain depth. For example, this [Madhouse] itself has a depth of about [-], and it can only interfere with the depth of [-] to [-]." The objective entity in space, if your depth is only fifty, then you can’t see it, and you can’t feel its existence.”

Su Hong took a breath of the decayed and withered air, and continued.

"But if you sink to the depth where it can interfere, then once it finds that it can interfere with you, it will recklessly pollute you, erode you, and make you alienate into a monster like it, so as to alleviate its own pollution , so don't let them see that you notice them, or you'll turn into these monsters!"

He exhorted seriously.

Seeing that Su Hong's narration came to an end, Qiao Mu tapped on the table with her fingers, and after a moment of silence, she opened her mouth to speak.

"Severe delusion, persecution delusion, schizophrenia, a complete and self-consistent world view system has been formed, delusion behavior has been projected into reality, with slight self-harm and self-abuse tendencies, long-term observation is recommended."

"?"

A question mark appeared on Su Hong's head.

"Brother, your condition seems to be very serious. I know it is difficult, but one must learn to accept the reality."

Qiao Mu repeated seriously.

"."

Su Hong suddenly had the urge to throw Qiao Mu on the spot to feed those monsters.

I really have been unlucky for eight lifetimes, I finally ran into this goddamn cub on a mission.

He didn't take a bite of what was on his plate, intending to pour it into the swill bucket later.

Every bite of these foods is polluted!
"You don't want to eat? No appetite?"

Qiao Mu stared at the "Grilled Scallion Ribs" on Su Hong's plate, and swallowed.

"I won't eat this, and you'd better not eat it either, it's poisonous."

Su Hong tried to dissuade Qiao Mu, but the other party had already eaten all the "Scallion Braised Pork" on the plate, and was still eyeing what was on Su Hong's dinner plate.

"Then give me yours, it's shameful to waste!"

Qiao Mu didn't let Su Hong stop him, so he picked up the "Grilled Scallion Ribs" on Su Hong's dinner plate and bit off a large piece in one bite.

"Forget it."

Su Hong rolled her eyes and observed Qiao Mu carefully. He saw that the mentally ill patient had eaten all his "braised pork ribs with green onions" and even licked the sauce off the plate.

"how do you feel?"

Su Hong observed Qiao Mu and asked.

"Hiccup—"

Qiao Mu burped in reply.

"Where are you going next?"

After clearing away the plates, Su Hong asked while continuing to stare at Qiao Mu.

Qiao Mu felt a little guilty and felt that the way Su Hong looked at him was a bit wrong, but he ate his big steak for himself and didn't look like a bad person.

He was a little afraid that if this crazy person did some extreme behavior, he would hurt himself, but after thinking about it, it would be even worse if Su Hong hurt others. Qiao Mu is in good health and has good physical strength, so he is suitable hostage.

"Go to the reading room and read."

So, Qiao Mu suggested that he hope to use books to wake up Su Hong's sleeping heart.

"Walk."

Su Hong followed Qiao Mu into the hospital building.

This place is gloomy, bloody, and distorted. Ordinary people will lose their minds and fall into madness even if they just take a look at it.

But Qiao Mu walked skillfully through the stairwell as if he had come home, and soon came to the reading room.

Su Hong glanced at the books on the bookshelf.

They are all tattered and mottled old books. If Su Hong's prediction is correct, then these books must also carry pollution. Flipping through them casually will only make you fall deeper into the abyss.

He looked away and found that Qiao Mu had picked up a book and was reading it with interest.

With just one glance, Su Hong felt that the words on the book cover came to life, flying in the air like flies, trying to get into his skin.

He immediately looked elsewhere.

The goosebumps subsided, and Su Hong quickly discovered a bright spot.

That is, Qiao Mu was not affected.

Whether it was the book full of obscenities that he was reading now, or the pieces of meat crawling with maggots, or even the dry and smelly air, all the things that could cause pollution to humans seemed to have lost their effect on Qiao Mu.

A somewhat outrageous idea took shape in Su Hong's mind.

Is there a possibility that Qiao Mu's current depth is zero?

In the world in his eyes, everything is as beautiful as before, the weather is sunny, patients are patients, doctors are doctors, hospitals are hospitals?
Thinking of this, Su Hong immediately understood everything.

He looked around, the reading room was empty, only the two of them.

Su Hong came to Qiao Mu and spoke mysteriously.

"Is there any text similar to the task system in the game in your field of vision?"

After hearing Su Hong's words, Qiao Mu stopped turning the pages of the book.

Seeing this, Su Hong felt that he had guessed right, so he hurriedly continued.

"These texts usually give you a mission, with various goals. Am I right?"

Qiao Mu put down the book completely and looked at Su Hong suspiciously.

"So you're not sick."

"?"

Su Hong didn't know how Qiao Mu's imagination leaped to this level, but he knew that Qiao Mu probably was the same person as himself in nine out of ten.

"Sure enough, you are also the chosen one."

"The Chosen One?"

Qiao Mu frowned slightly.

"The power behind those words, we call it the Chosen One game. This is our only hope when we are struggling in the abyss. When we become the Chosen One, people may gain a special extraordinary power. You should also have it. Some power that makes a difference.”

Su Hong explained simply.

"Perhaps it is this power that allows you to maintain your sanity here and not be polluted."

He didn't go into detail.

More formally, pollution is the only thing that can fight pollution.

Su Hong thinks that the reason why Qiao Mu was able to maintain his sanity in this [Mad Asylum] may be because the power he gained when he became the Chosen One may even exceed the depth of pollution here, which is why the [Mad Asylum] has not disappeared for a long time. , because it probably involves Qiao Mu's mission.

According to the current official observation records, the priority of the God's Chosen game tasks is quite high, and it can even suppress anomalies to a certain extent!

A divinely chosen person like Qiao Mu who can maintain his sanity is very rare and must be fought for.

Su Hong suddenly felt that she was not so unlucky anymore.

"You know, I'm not sick, these are not fantasies."

He quickly added, fearing that Qiao Mu would give him another diagnostic report.

Qiao Mu was silent for a moment before finally speaking.

"I believe you."

"Are you willing to trust me?"

Su Hong was a little confused.

Just now, Qiao Mu thought he was crazy after he said so much with all his heart, but now, Qiao Mu believed in him without thinking, what was this person thinking?
"Yes, I can see the words you said, which means you have seen similar words, because I am not mentally ill, so by analogy, you are not mentally ill either."

Qiao Mu said seriously.

".Thank you for your understanding."

Su Hong began to doubt whether Qiao Mu really had any sense anymore.

"you are welcome."

Qiao Mu showed a bright smile.

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