Infinite weird games

Cheng Xiaoyu held candy in his mouth and led the way with goose steps, crookedly, and quite funny, like a child pretending to be an adult.

Sun Dekuan followed Cheng Xiaoyu with his eyes open.

After witnessing Qisi's endless operations these days, he had given up on finding out the root cause and planned to just lie down quietly and be a salted fish.

Qisi stopped by the kitchen and added some tadpoles to the sugar bowl before leisurely falling to the end of the line.

A child who is obviously not human, a fat man who is absent-minded, and a gentle and harmless young man, it is a strange combination no matter how you look at it.

Two people and one ghost walked through the corridors. The doors of the operating rooms and wards on both sides of the corridors were tightly closed as always, and the radios played clichéd slogans upside down.

Frogs croaking softly and loudly echoing in the cracks in the wall, pressing in from every corner, like an illusion, it is difficult to trace the source and there is no way to escape.

The further we walked, the croaking of frogs and the sound of radios became softer, and the air was filled with a faint smell of blood, covered with a strong rancid smell. The crowding and pungent smell made people have noisy synaesthesia.

Qisi lowered his eyes and saw that the originally gray-white floor had been covered with a shallow layer of blood at some point. The light pink color looked like newly peeled human skin.

This was undoubtedly a new road, and if he had walked it before, he would not be without any impression.

The scene that had remained unchanged for the past three days had changed today. I wonder if it was because of the deal with Cheng Xiaoyu.

However, for players who are eager to collect new clues, although it is dangerous, it is not entirely bad.

Cheng Xiaoyu still maintained a steady pace that was neither fast nor slow.

The blood on the ground splashed when he stepped on it, creating ripples after falling to the ground, like a shallow lake soaked in blood-red paint.

Sun Dekuan and Qisi walked in tandem, dragging their feet to break the blood.

The further he walked, the deeper his feet sank. From the soles of the feet to the insteps and ankles, they were all sucked and licked by the thick and cold liquid.

"Here we are, the office is ahead." Cheng Xiaoyu suddenly stopped and pointed at a dark door in front of him.

This door is only slightly smaller than the door at the top of the stairs. Looking in from the outside, there is no glimmer of light, and there is no way to know what is hidden in the darkness.

There was a faint cold wind blowing from the doorway, with a hint of chill, curling up and blowing on the backs of the necks of the two people outside the door.

"Thank you, Xiaoyu." Qisi showed a fake smile, took two pieces of candy from his backpack, and threw them to Cheng Xiaoyu.

Cheng Xiaoyu took the candy, stuffed it into his mouth without looking at it, and started chewing it.

The sound of him chewing and swallowing could be clearly heard in the silence, which combined with his dark eyes made it a bit weird.

Qisi bypassed Sun Dekuan, walked to the front, and stared at the doorway.

Sun Dekuan was brought back to his mind by the wind stirred up while walking around. He looked at the doorway in front of him and at Cheng Xiaoyu beside him. His fat face was so white that he said, "Didn't I say that you really want to enter this place? It's so dark. You can't." Let’s open the door and kill him?”

He originally thought that Qisi wouldn't answer, but he didn't want the young man to turn his head to look at him and nodded seriously: "What you said makes sense. There aren't even any lights on here. It looks strange. I'm afraid it's a trap."

"That's right!" Sun Dekuan responded hurriedly, "There's no sound at all. It doesn't look like a place where people live. It's weirder than the morgue..."

While he was speaking, Qiss had already walked beside him.

He had doubts, but he still held back his neck and actively expressed his opinion: "Why don't we bring Lu Zimo over first? It's better to have one more person to take care of each other..."

"Let's wait until tomorrow." Qisi said lightly, putting his hand on Sun Dekuan's shoulder.

"Forget about tomorrow. It's better to hit the sun than to choose another day. Today...ah!"

Sun Dekuan suddenly felt the hand on his shoulder push forward suddenly, and at the same time, a foot kicked his butt hard.

His lower body was unstable, and he fell forward. His waving arms could not stop the falling process, and his body fell straight into the dark doorway.

Qisi waited outside the door for a while and heard Sun Dekuan cursing softly from inside. He was quite energetic and did not look like he had encountered a ghost.

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Cheng Xiaoyu who was concentrating on tasting the candy. The latter's face showed no unnecessary emotions.

"You are 'playing the dean' now, why don't you go in together?" Qiss asked with interest.

Cheng Xiaoyu shook his head: "Dad doesn't like me casually entering his office. If he finds out, he won't give me candy."

Qisi clearly remembered that yesterday he used the contract to ask Cheng Xiaoyu to sign an access permit. The latter disappeared for a while and came back with four access permits.

He casually asked about the origin, and Cheng Xiaoyu told him openly that he went to the office and stole the blueprint.

The rule "I don't like Cheng Xiaoyu entering the office casually" was most likely added by the dean after he became aware of yesterday's incident.

It seems that the boundaries of the hospital are quite flexible.

Qisi looked down at Cheng Xiaoyu and asked with a smile: "Since your father doesn't like you entering his office, he probably doesn't want others to enter rashly. Why didn't you tell your uncle before?"

Cheng Xiaoyu licked his lips and grinned with sharp white teeth: "Uncle didn't ask me either, why should I tell uncle?"

This naughty kid has finished eating the candy and has made up his mind not to buy it anymore.

But no matter whether the dean will be angry or not, this office must be entered.

Qisi smiled, said no more, and stepped into the doorway.

The old and decaying smell hit his face, and his body seemed to be soaked in soft invisible things for a moment, or squeezed through a gap in a certain barrier to go to another world.

Darkness enveloped the whole body, and in a few seconds it took on color. The faint light shone brightly above the head, and the objects in the scene were clearly visible.

It was a small, dimly lit room, with a huge mahogany desk in the center, and the desktop was filled with documents and miscellaneous items.

Huge bookcases covered the windows, and all kinds of books were densely packed into the wooden compartments, most of which were covered in ashes.

Qisi glanced at it and did not see the title or cover pattern of the book. He could only see the difference in the color of the book cover.

There is a yellowed photo hanging on the wall next to the bookcase. It shows a young couple in white coats holding a little boy. The three of them looked at the camera and smiled sweetly.

Sun Dekuan had already swallowed the curse on his lips the moment Qisi entered the door, looking like he was working hard without complaint.

He stood up holding his waist and followed Qis's rhythm with his eyes.

After looking at the photo with Qisi for a while, Sun Dekuan suddenly raised his hand, pointed at the portrait in the photo and said, "Hey, is this woman the pregnant ghost who led the team in the corridor at night?"

"This kid looks familiar. Isn't he Cheng Xiaoyu? I also have an impression of this man. I seem to have seen it on a poster. He is the dean..."

"Hey, let me go, this hospital is a mom-and-pop shop!"

Chiss walked over, reached out and took the photo off the wall, turning it to the back.

On the yellow background, three names were written in neat handwriting——

【Cheng Ping, Xu Qing, Cheng Xiaoyu】

The situation is very clear. Dean Cheng Ping, pregnant ghost Xu Qing and Cheng Xiaoyu are a family of three. Among them, Xu Qing is most likely a doctor in this hospital like the director.

I just don’t know how Xu Qing turned into a ghost smoothly, and why she wanders the corridors of the hospital every night as a strange kind.

As the actual controller of the hospital, what is Cheng Ping's attitude towards her situation?

The edge of the photo in his hand suddenly became damp, and strands of blood seeped out from between the pages, bringing a deep chill.

The gazes of the three people in the photo became vicious and destined, and their dark eyes stared straight ahead with a ghostly look, as if they were looking at the humans outside the photo across time and space.

Qisi hung the photo back to its original place and took a few steps away. Only then did the chill subside a little.

He returned to his desk and flipped through the documents on it casually.

Sun Dekuan didn't notice anything strange about the photo. Seeing Qisi's movement, Sun Dekuan hurriedly walked to the pile of documents.

He is scared, but he also knows the importance of key clues, ranging from the performance of relationships to determining who lives and who dies when a crisis strikes.

The guaranteed death toll mechanism is always there. When a group is wiped out and a survivor is selected, it is not all about character and appearance. The probability of passing the level and the degree of exploration are also part of the examination.

After all, the dungeon needs to find a logical way to survive from the player's known information and design the most convenient NE clearance plan.

For example, you must at least know that you can pass the level by eating ginseng fruit, so that the dungeon can deliver the ginseng fruit to you. Otherwise, even if you see it, it will be in vain. You can’t expect the system to refresh you with a detailed instructions for eating it - Weird game also Do you want to save face?

To sum up, it is more reassuring to have a copy of the clues in your hand. The opportunity is right in front of you. No matter how timid you are, you have to bite the bullet in order to survive.

"Brother Cheng, how can we divide these many documents?" Sun Dekuan poked his head behind Qisi.

"Let's divide the work. I'll look at these documents on the table while you search other places." Qisi raised his eyelids and glanced at Sun Dekuan, his tone was calm, "I'm a college student. I often read papers on weekdays. I can't read documents and grasp the key points quickly." faster."

There was nothing wrong with this, it made sense. Sun Dekuan hesitated for two seconds, and finally retreated to the corner of the room to investigate carefully.

Chiss opened the drawer of his desk and put all the pages with writing on them on the table.

For some unknown reason, the writing on most of the pages was blurry, as if it had been carefully daubed with a mosaic. No matter how carefully you identified it, it was just a group of black and gray patches.

Ziss patiently sorted the pages into categories and picked out those with clear handwriting. The amount of reading tasks was cut by half in an instant.

The most eye-catching document is a document that basically states that a certain county has had too many children in the past year, and in order to express its determination to make corrections, it must ensure that no baby is born in the next three months.

Attached to the document is a letter addressed to Cheng Ping personally:

[Xiao Cheng, I know that you and Xu Qing have always wanted a child, and Xu Qing also went through a lot of trouble to get pregnant. But who said this was the wrong time? 】

[You have to set an example, and then they will be willing to bite the bullet and follow suit. There will always be children, but this population issue is a major issue related to our entire county...]

This letter was written with emotion and reason. From the surgery confirmation form at the back, it can be seen that Cheng Ping has made a choice.

Immediately following was a piece of lined paper with rough edges. The writing on it was messy and scrawled, but the outline could be read.

This is a diary page:

[Xu Qing understood me very well and took the initiative to express her willingness to abort the child to set an example for others. 】

[She acted as if she didn’t care about the child, but I clearly remember that when she was first pregnant, she was talking to me about what kind of name she wanted to give the child. The nickname would be "Xiaoyu", which sounds like "Little Rain"...]

[She did it all for me, I swear, I will treat her well in this life. 】

There was a death notice stuck to the back of the diary, which coldly told the ending of the story——

Xu Qing died of massive bleeding during the operation.

Cheng Ping wrote in his diary:

[I have nothing left, no wife, no children. What’s the point of me being the dean? 】

"So, you stopped being a human being and started running a ghost domain and collecting corpses?" Qisi tsked lightly, put down all the writing paper in his hand, and looked up at the photos on the wall.

According to the plot described in the diary, Xu Qing died on the operating table, and Cheng Xiaoyu was aborted before she was born. What happened to the Cheng Xiaoyu who met outside who looked seven or eight years old?

How come there is a group photo of a family of three neatly arranged?

"Well, maybe he misses his wife and children too much, so he creates imaginary phantoms in his dreams..." Qisi said to himself with empty eyes.

Sun Dekuan behind him suddenly exclaimed.

Qisi looked back and saw a square secret door inlaid on the wall in front of Sun Dekuan, which had been opened, revealing an opening like a drainage hole.

Brightly colored blood gurgled out from inside, growing in all directions on the ground like branches, forming a large pool of blood in a short period of time.

It's like a passage.

Not finding a passage at the bottom of the pond, Qiss could not help but pay more attention to things like cave entrances.

As Sun Dekuan stepped back toward the door he came from, he walked straight to the secret door, lowered his head and looked inside.

It was not cramped behind the narrow hole. A lamp was lit in the center of a fairly spacious dark room, and the dim yellow light faintly enveloped the dense white shadows around it.

A strong putrid smell filled the nostrils. Those white shadows were undoubtedly human corpses. They had been piled up for an unknown period of time before they became decomposed to this extent.

Blood flowed out from under the corpse, and green pus mixed with bright red condensation, painting the scene in front of him with a bright glaze.

Thick, disgusting, and complicated...it's not difficult to think of medieval oil paintings, except that the object depicted has become some kind of cult ritual.

"These corpses won't be refreshed at six o'clock?" Qiss thought with a sense of humor, stepping back step by step on tiptoes.

Just now, he noticed that the corpses closest to the holes were squirming, and even struggled to reach out to him with half-rotten arms.

He pretended to be unaware and stepped out of the edge of the pool of blood while suppressing the sound of footsteps. The moment his steps hit the ground, he turned around and ran towards the door.

Sun Dekuan had already fled, and Qisi followed the bloody footsteps left by the former and ran into the dark doorway he passed through.

Almost at the same time, he found that he had lost control of his body and was floating leisurely as if walking in the water.

A slightly distorted voice came from outside: "The patient has responded, continue this treatment plan..." (End of Chapter)