All the people who went out were let go, and the security guards later carried them away to the seventh floor in an orderly manner, and began to drive all the players back to the ward.
During this period, some players did not believe in evil and tried to use props to verify their power, but the props did not work. To others, they were just standing there alone doing weird actions that no one could understand...like a madman.
"Impossible!" A female player grabbed her hair. "It's impossible for us to lose our abilities as players through the dungeon, so I should be in an illusion now. Since it's an illusion, it can be broken. Why not? Why not!"
After saying that, he slapped himself twice. When it didn't work, he rushed to the nurse's desk, grabbed the fruit knife and stabbed himself in the thigh!
The blood was painful to look at, but it seemed to have no effect. After being held down by the nurse, the female player couldn't help shouting, "I have a self-healing agent, I am a player, I will not die! Why can't I play the personal panel?"
open!"
"She is so crazy." A player passed by the door. He put his hands in the pockets of his hospital gown and looked at the female player with a smile, "She must not have taken any medicine."
The two people standing next to him looked at him at the same time, but this man had no autonomy and continued: "Take two more pills and you will become as normal as me."
The calm tone seemed to be telling a horrifying fact.
"I can't do it anymore." Wen Xuelin rubbed her arms, "I don't think anyone is normal now!"
The most terrifying thing is that most of them are not alone. There are at least two or three people around them since entering the dungeon, but they appear in such a mixed situation, which means that this dungeon has been subtly affecting them, and through
They can't see it at all!
The man-eating player who went to receive treatment upstairs came down. He walked up to the head nurse and handed him a list, "The doctor said my condition has improved and I can see my family."
The head nurse showed a sincere smile and said, "That's a good thing. I'll register you first and you should be able to see you in the afternoon. You just have to cooperate with the doctor's treatment. Your family is very concerned about you and has been calling to say they want to see you.
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The man seemed very excited and nodded quickly, "I will definitely do what the doctor said."
The head nurse registered him and let him go. As soon as the player came over, he was stopped by the scar player. Several people walked arm-in-arm to the corner of the corridor. The others were not close or far away. For a moment, it seemed that they could
I can hear what they are saying clearly, but I can't seem to hear them clearly.
Guyu and the others stepped back and saw a hint of solemnity in each other's eyes.
Their hearing also seems to be deteriorating.
"We can't delay it any longer, let's go find a doctor."
After a few people finished talking, they walked upstairs, but fortunately, there were many people who had the same idea. For a moment, everyone looked at each other and rushed to the third floor.
There are only a few offices, and there are only so many doctors. If you go late, you may not be able to find a doctor. If you stay in this dungeon for another minute, there will be unpredictable dangers. Of course, you have to run ahead.
The doctors in the office were open to all of them, even if the door was closed, they could no longer be heard from outside, which made it helpless for those who wanted to see what was going on.
The scar player also entered a ward. A doctor in a white coat sat behind the table and waved to him, "Sit down first."
The scar player saw him writing at the bottom of the page in the medical record: "The mental state is still unstable and cannot be discharged from the hospital for the time being."
"Pa!" The medical record was closed, and the doctor put it aside and asked him with a smile, "How are you feeling today? Are there any other auditory hallucinations?"
The scar player didn't know what constituted an auditory hallucination, so he just asked: "Doctor, how can I be discharged from the hospital?"
Xu Huo looked at him with a smile, "You can't be discharged from the hospital until your condition improves. Your condition is not serious. Just relax and take good treatment. You should be able to recover in a short time."
The scar player held the wooden handle with one hand. The veins on the back of his hand jumped a little, but they soon calmed down. He looked at Xu Huo with a smile and said, "Doctor, I want to be discharged from the hospital today."
Of course Xu Huo saw the fingerprints he made on the handle, and then he picked up a pen and made a note in the medical record.
The advantage of mental copies lies in their influence on people's thinking, but a big drawback is that for some people with strong wills, it is difficult for external objects to interfere with them.
This is also a good sample.
He placed the "Talk Ball" in the drawer opened below and continued: "Then let's do a test question. If you listen to the test, you can be discharged from the hospital immediately."
The scar player grabbed the medical record book from his hand, wrote the answers to the test questions above, and took the initiative to write "discharge allowed" at the end.
However, after he finished writing, he did not receive a clearance prompt, so he threw the medical record back and said, "You write it."
Xu Huo smiled and said, "This is not in line with the normal procedures of the hospital. Even if you write it, you won't be able to leave the hospital."
"I can get out if I say it!" As the Scar player spoke, he ejected from his seat and punched him in the face.
Xu Huo did not dodge, but his fist stopped two inches away from him. The Scar player was shocked and angry to find that there were two more straps on his arms. The elastic straps pulled him back, and with them
The chair almost fell over.
Then he saw Xu Huo take out a remote control and press it. The iron buckles popped up and down on the chair, completely trapping him to death!
"This is not true!" The scar player looked at the hospital building from the outside. Before the start of the instance, this was an abandoned building. The basic settings were very shabby, and there was no chair like this!
"Seeing is believing. Can't you be sure of what you saw with your own eyes?" Xu Huo politely picked up a pen and wrote down in the medical record, "It seems that your paranoia has not improved."
The scarred player had a sinister look in his eyes, but Xu Huo had no choice but to use self-mutilation to wake him up. He used a ring knife to cut his palm hard, but the pain did not pull him out of the hallucination, but made him sink deeper and deeper.
Deep, it was just an ordinary wound, but now it was like a cut artery, and blood was flowing out.
The ticking sound kept coming from the ground, and the scarred player heard the doctor on the opposite side say, "If you have a tendency to self-harm, you can't be discharged from the hospital."
"Fuck you..." The Scar player opened his mouth to curse, but at this time there was another ticking sound on the ground. He lowered his head and looked - there was also a wound on his left wrist!
"Tick tock! Tick tock!"
The sound of blood flow kept repeating, and in just a few minutes, the area around the chair was covered with blood. He had inexplicably many wounds all over his body. These wounds were bleeding and there was no way to stop it!
"Save me! Save me!" The Scar player turned pale and asked Xu Huo for help.
However, Xu Huo just looked at him, shook his head, smiled and said to him, "You are trapped in hallucinations and cannot extricate yourself. Your illness is very serious."
This chapter has been completed!