Infinite weird games

"Ashes, ashes..."

"We all fall down..."

In the darkness, a light humming sounded from far and near, very light and soft, like a lullaby to coax a child to sleep, but lifeless.

Qis remembered that the song was called "Rose Wreath", a nursery rhyme during the Black Death, symbolizing "children's death".

The ashes from the burning of corpses blocked the sunlight. Under the gray sky, a group of children covered with rashes gathered together to play games. At the end of the game, they fell down together and were thrown into the fire by adults wearing black robes and bird-beak masks...

This kind of grotesque beauty has been Qis's aesthetic for a long time in the past, and he naturally read the corresponding stories many times in his childhood.

"Doctor Cheng, wake up... The ward has been cleaned up." As the female voice sounded, the humming disappeared.

Qis opened his eyes again and found himself sitting on a bench. The patients around him disappeared, and only the nurse in white was looking at him with concern.

There were still spots of blood on the white clothes, but they were not obvious, not enough to trigger blood phobia again, but there was still a trace of blood smell in the nose, I don't know if it's real or an illusion.

Qi Si smiled gently: "Maybe you should change your clothes and wash them."

The original Cheng An was a "clean" person, the nurse did not doubt it, and said apologetically: "I have washed it many times, but too many people die every day, and the blood can't be washed clean."

Qis really wanted to ask "How did those people die", but in order to avoid revealing flaws in the role, he could only hang his head and remain silent, showing just the right amount of sadness.

The nurse sighed to herself: "Alas, our hospital seems to be cursed. These days, almost every surgical patient will bleed heavily. If this continues, what will happen to the next medical evaluation..."

Curse?

Qi Si thought of the Red Maple Leaf Boarding School, but he also knew that the situation in this copy was different. The patient died of heavy bleeding during the operation, and it was only a recent thing-at least there was no problem during the last medical evaluation.

I don't know if the original body, as a surgeon, suddenly developed hemophobia, and whether this incident was related.

It makes perfect sense that a doctor who saves lives and heals the wounded would watch a patient die on the operating table, and that self-blame and guilt would cause psychological shadows.

"Don't worry too much, I believe the dean can handle these things." Qi Si comforted him and lowered his eyes, "It's getting late, I'm going back to the ward."

The brightness in the corridor has dimmed to the color of dusk, and the light tubes covered with a layer of gray cast a dark yellow light, and the scene is as yellow as an old photo that has been stored for a long time.

It's really late. The nurse said, "Then Dr. Cheng, you have a good rest," and turned away.

Qi Si also stood up and walked along the corridor where the wards were arranged.

The corridor of the hospital gave him a damp feeling, and the water vapor in the air seemed to have substance, and condensed into fine water droplets when it touched the cold wall. The junction of the floor and the wall was silted with wet mud, like the bottom of a pond in the field.

A blue frog jumped out from the crack of the wall where a tile was missing, staring at Qi Si with bulging eyes, and its abdomen, as pale as the belly of a dead fish, bulged up and down, but made no sound.

Qi Si felt that it would be nice to hold the frog in his hand and squeeze it to death.

However, considering the name of the hospital, squeezing the frog to death might cause unknown troubles, and it was difficult to explain it in terms of personality alone - he could only give up.

Qi Si continued to walk forward, and the blue frog seemed to be completely unaware of his malice, and followed him step by step.

He slowed down, and the frog slowed down too. He stopped, and the frog stopped too, always keeping half a step away from him, like a ghost that was entangled with him alone.

He lowered his head and stared at the frog for two seconds, then decided to ignore it, and wait until the copy was over, and then squeeze it to death in the last three minutes.

Turning another corner, a corridor that was no different from the previous one stretched out in front of him, the same dampness and darkness, like a hastily reproduced maze corridor.

Qi Si looked far away and saw a mop leaning against the wall of a room at the end of the corridor.

He walked over quickly and looked at the room number - [404]

Hmm, it's a number with a deep meaning.

The frog squatted at his feet, its red eyes unblinking. When Qi Si pushed open the door, it jumped in silently, crawled into the shadows in the corner, and looked at all the people, scenes and objects quietly.

Qi Si also walked into the room. A gray-purple rag was hung on the bed rail of the bed by the window. He knew that it was his bed.

There were four iron beds neatly arranged in the ward, covered with light blue sheets and blankets, which was a rare color. There was no curtain between the beds, so there was no privacy at all.

There was a small table in the corridor, on which was a black old-fashioned telephone, and next to it was a dark green book that looked like a phone book.

It turned out that Qi Si's previous behavior of asking the nurse to put the rag on the bed rail was a bit redundant. Because he was the last to arrive, the other three beds in the room were occupied, and the process of elimination could tell which bed he should sleep in.

A young woman with brown semi-long curly hair and wearing a black tights was leaning on the bed closest to the door, smoking from a cigarette between her red lips, and her dark eyes were vaguely looking at Qi Si.

"Everyone should be here by now, introduce yourself. This is a team survival dungeon, and everyone is a cooperative relationship, so there is no need to hide anything."

Everyone living in this ward seems to be players. There are no NPCs around, so you can relax a little more when communicating and don't have to worry so much about personality.

The woman's question was straightforward: "What's your name? What do you do in reality? What abilities do you have?"

Qisi read feebly: "My name is Cheng An. I am a student majoring in urban management at Jiangcheng University. I am still in my sophomore year. I like reading, love art, am enthusiastic about public welfare, and am willing to help others..."

After a set of standard college student interview words came down, the woman realized that Qisi was uncooperative, and a trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes.

"City Management" has nothing to do with this copy, and "Reading" and "Art" are useless. Only a ghost can believe that a clear and stupid college student can survive until now. This self-introduction is obviously defensive.

"If you don't want to say it, forget it. It's as if I'm forcing you to say it." The woman exhaled smoke, and the lingering smoke blurred her face into an ethereal dreamlike state. "First, let's talk about your identity in this copy. You know. Say what you say.”

"Well -" Qisi showed a sincere smile, "I am a surgeon at this 'Blue Frog Hospital', but I suffered from coma not long ago. The director, Cheng Ping, asked me to cure the disease first before continuing to work. "

He took the scale of information sharing just right and conveyed the attitude that "although he is unwilling to disclose the actual situation, he is willing to actively cooperate within the team copy."

In this way, it seems that the woman's continuous questions are aggressive and unreasonable.

If the woman was unaware, she continued to ask: "How did you get haemorrhage? Also, have you seen Dean Cheng Ping? Is he a human or a ghost?"

Qisi sat on his bed and shook his head helplessly: "I don't know, the copy didn't tell me. I didn't see Dean Cheng Ping either. A nurse told me the news."

The woman's eyes narrowed slightly: "Have you communicated with the NPC here? What is the failure rate now?"

Qisi understood that the three people in the ward had most likely never seen the nurse who brought him the rags. They should have just arrived, and they might even have entered the dungeon a little later than him.

He made a look of shame: "My failure rate is still 0. When the nurse found me, I was afraid of exposing my secret, so I didn't dare to talk to her."

"But I did encounter a strange thing -" he pointed to the frog squatting quietly in the corner. "A blue frog jumped out of the crack in the wall and followed me. I don't know what happened. Not an important clue."

Being happy alone is not as good as being happy together. When you encounter difficult things, you should share them. If you die, everyone will die together.

The other two men in the ward looked at the woman in unison, casting questioning glances.

The woman said: "This frog should be very important. No one of us should touch it until we get sufficient clues."

She asked a few more random and rambling questions before introducing the early arrivals to Qiss one by one.

The woman's name is Huang Xiaofei, and her name doesn't ring true at first sight. He claimed to have cleared thirteen dungeons. In this dungeon, he and a player named Lu Zimo played the role of husband and wife. They came to the hospital to have an abortion, and the operation was scheduled for five days.

She said the word "abortion" calmly and gracefully, as if it was just a trivial matter like a cold or fever, but Lu Zimo on the bed next to her blushed.

Lu Zimo's name is similar to his character. He is wearing a gray coat and has long bangs covering his eyes. He looks gentle and taciturn.

He has cleared eleven dungeons and is Huang Xiaofei's cousin. The two came in as a team, but they used the team ring produced by the Kyushu Guild.

Next to Qisi's bed was a fat man in a dark green sweater named Sun Dekuan. He had small eyes, a small nose, thick lips, and a rather honest appearance.

In reality, he was a chef. He entered the game inexplicably and survived to the official pool. His face was still a little pale at the moment, and he was squinting his small eyes and looking around in panic.

Huang Xiaofei didn't seem to look down on the players in the ward. She made no secret of the contemptuous attitude in her words during the introduction, but the elegance of her gestures made it difficult for people to feel too much disgust, as if she had such a personality.

Of course, Ziss hates all smokers equally.

As soon as he saw someone smoking, he thought of the lighter in his hand that was still in his dream. It was the first time in his life that someone took something away, so he would inevitably remember it clearly.

Huang Xiaofei lazily held a cigarette in his mouth and said in a vague voice: "I dare not say how high my level is, but I also ranked first on the rookie list back then. It is estimated that after clearing ten dungeons, I will be on the overall strength list. There is a place on it.”

"I've killed hundreds of ghosts, not to mention thousands, since I entered the game. It's probably more than most of you have encountered. As long as you listen to my arrangements wholeheartedly, I will find a way to help you survive."

She put out her cigarette on the bedside table, threw it on the ground, and lay down: "Today is only the first day. It's probably for us to get to know each other. Since everyone is here and the tasks haven't been refreshed, we should rest early." Bar."

Lu Zimo picked up the cigarette butts, took out a plastic bag from somewhere, and put it away. There was already a lot of bits and pieces of garbage in the plastic bag. I don’t know if it was saved from several copies.

Huang Xiaofei's calm attitude was undoubtedly a placebo. Sun Dekuan's face improved a little, and he joked as if he was familiar with her: "Xiao Lu, I'm not telling you, your brother-in-law relationship is really good. None of our brothers and sisters are so close."

Lu Zimo joked a little awkwardly: "I grew up with my cousin. When my parents were away, she took care of me. I was afraid of being beaten by her when I was a child."

Sun Dekuan clapped his hands: "Oh, let me go, it turns out that all the sisters in the world are the same..."

Huang Xiaofei closed her eyes to rest and said nothing.

"Knock knock knock."

Suddenly there was a rapid knock on the door, as if urging someone to do something.

A female voice shouted at the top of her lungs: "Lu Zimo, your medicine has arrived!"

Lu Zimo glanced at Huang Xiaofei cautiously. The latter opened his eyes at some point and raised his head towards the door.

He didn't dare to neglect and quickly got out of bed to open the door.

The nurse in mottled bloody clothes stood at the door, stuffed a glass jar filled with something dark into Lu Zimo's hand, and left without looking back.

At the same time, everyone heard the system announcement.

[The current task has been triggered]

[Current task: cure the disease]

[Task time limit: 5 days]

Thanks to Reese and Fanfanshuofan for the 1,000-point reward! Thanks to Chengan Aba Aba Aba for the 500 point reward! Thanks to the stubborn Cangjie for the 100-point reward!