"[It] has intelligence, but its intelligence is different from humans. [It] cannot understand human subjective initiative, and [it] has no ability to manage humans.
"[It] is the embodiment of rules and just wants to maintain the existence of the hospital."
"The most important components of a hospital are doctors and patients, plus a large number of non-staff personnel, cleaning staff, security guards, etc."
"Just with a lot of instruments, houses, and medical equipment, it's not really a serious hospital..."
"However, most of the medical staff died in the disaster of ground collapse, which is equivalent to the death of all doctors."
"Therefore [it] can only maintain its existence through a rigid method: injecting the memory of the dead doctor into the minds of living people. Therefore, the 'dead people' in the hospital all use this strange method
'Resurrected', they do things according to their memories."
Whether this method of "memory resurrection" is considered true resurrection involves a difficult philosophical question: Who am I? Where do I come from? Where do I want to go?
This is the ultimate question, one that I will never be able to figure out in my lifetime.
Wang Hao will not discuss it for now.
"[It] will kill anyone who tries to learn the truth in order to maintain its existence."
"But also in order to maintain the existence of the hospital itself, each position is a hole. [It] will find a living person, inject him with almost the same memory, and assign him to the same position."
After reasoning to this point, Wang Hao clapped his hands and felt a little excited.
The truth about the hospital was found!
The incredible scenes can naturally be explained.
‘I’, the director of the archives, the real Zhou Haoran, should have died in the disaster.
Zhou Haoran's memory was extracted by [it] and injected into other people's minds.
"After a certain unfortunate person was captured and had his memory rewritten, he mistakenly believed that he was the director of the archives office, 'Zhou Haoran', so he followed the original pattern and participated in the work of the hospital."
Therefore, the turnover rate of hospital employees is almost non-existent.
If anyone discovers this truth and wants to leave his job, he will be killed directly by the hospital.
Then replace it with another person and inject the memory of the dead person!
It’s so terrifying!
So scary!
"Of course, the replacement candidate may also have requirements, such as similar height, appearance, personality, personal abilities, etc. There will be a certain match. It is impossible for a dumb baby to be the dean.
Condition."
"But here comes the problem again. Age doesn't seem to be a strict match. An old-looking 'Zhou Haoran' who looks to be in his forties found something wrong when he tested his bone age."
"The 24-year-old 'me' has more than 20 years of working experience in my memory. I feel something is wrong."
"So, this triggered the suicide of the first 'Zhou Haoran'. This warrior committed suicide to confirm the authenticity of the memory in his mind."
This...is a hero.
"If 'I' find myself resurrected, and 'I' am also called Zhou Haoran... then it can be analyzed that this memory is false."
"In fact, it is not a resurrection, but a different person. The memory is the same, but the habits are different. The temper and personal personality are also slightly different. There are no two identical leaves in the world."
"Of course, the memory of 'my' suicide must have been rewritten. [It] does not allow disharmonious elements that undermine the development of the hospital to exist."
As for the rules written by the dean, the house collapses, don't open the windows, etc., they are all to avoid the truth.
When Lao Wang reasoned to this point, he trembled slightly, and the hairs on his back stood up one by one.
The world controlled by [The Moon of Falsehood] is too crazy!
A [hospital] that came back from the dead created such a complicated situation!
In a world where even memories may not be accurate, how can an ordinary person survive?
This is a big problem.
After Wang Hao screamed "It's so scary" several times in his heart, he was so addicted to the sense of accomplishment that his reasoning was successful that he simply couldn't extricate himself.
The greater the difficulty, the greater the joy!
"My ultimate goal: to write new rules."
"By the way, how can we help Chen Xinyi and Xu Zhijun regain their consciousness?"
The first question is a bit difficult.
The answer to the second question is simple: the morgue or the funeral home next door!
Since Qingtian Hospital is a false, illusory product and has completely collapsed, then naked death is the ultimate "reality".
Illusion and reality are innate contradictions.
"Witnessing death may lead to the recovery of original memories, so the rules promulgated by the dean have repeatedly emphasized that the death of a patient is normal."
"As for the higher and higher cure rate, it may be that [The Moon of Falsehood] is creating an anchor, or it may be a series of strange phenomena that occur in the hospital in order to maintain its own existence."
Therefore, it can be inferred that people who enter the morgue may be able to restore their own memories in the strongest atmosphere of death.
However, you will also be attacked by [it].
Therefore, the dean directly blocked the morgue with a cement wall.
"As long as Chen Xinyi and Xu Zhijun are dragged into the funeral parlor next door, the strong atmosphere of death may be able to restore their memories."
"After all, the two of them are just non-staff personnel at the moment, not serious doctors. They can still be saved."
"But for the doctors, deans, directors, etc. within the hospital, the funeral parlor next door is not very powerful. They may have to go to the morgue... but if they enter the morgue, they will be killed directly by [it]."
Wang Hao had a headache when he thought of this.
He still hasn't thought of better rules that can protect all mankind!
Although the rules promulgated by the old dean had some flaws, they still protected most people and most of the staff, except for a few unlucky ones occasionally.
"Or, the increase in the cure rate will actually come at a cost...Doctors may consume their own mental energy or souls, resulting in frequent staff changes secretly?"
Wang Hao breathed a sigh of relief. When he thought about it, the truth about the hospital became even darker.
When a doctor saves people, he will be slowly consumed; after he is consumed, he will be replaced by another doctor, and in this cycle, doctors will continue to die. The super high cure rate and the seemingly prosperous business are just to maintain the [hospital] itself.
The presence.
No one even knows about it!
How terrifying!
"Using some kind of strange object to blow up the hospital? It doesn't make much sense. After all, the hospital collapsed once and was eventually 'resurrected'."
"Even if it kills all the people in the hospital, [it] can also recruit another group."
"Use some absolutely powerful magical object to suppress everything here?"
Buddha in the Stone? I don’t have such a thing.
Looking at it this way, the rare items produced by the current game training camp are still slightly weaker.
Lao Wang couldn't think of a way and was angry: "The most powerful weird thing I spent a lot of money to create, the Buddha in the Stone, should be returned to me!"
…
…
The power of [Fantasy] is extending!
The Buddha in the Stone is suppressing the "looming" Qingtian Hospital!
It took the little girl Fengling a long time to finally find the morgue of "Qingtian Hospital". There seemed to be some mysterious special power lingering here, forming a gray-black mist that continued to spread outwards.
"This is it."
Feng Ling was not shy about this black mist, and she even had a vague feeling that she could control the power of this black mist.
"Is this the delusion that occurs when humans are on the verge of death...
"[Its] power spreads to the new world along this thick delusion."
When Feng Ling came into contact with these terrifying powers called "delusions", her heart became tightly entangled. It was as if there was a mysterious existence whispering in her mind, rewriting her memory, swallowing her whole, from body to
From the soul to everything, everything was taken away.
Starting from playing with the soil, human beings have realized themselves and their extraordinary ability to create all things. First birth shines like light, and death falls like night. Human beings ask long questions again and again, and they are dissolved in the heavy soil again and again...
The fear of death is the greatest fear of human beings, and it also gives rise to the greatest delusion.
A faint blue light suddenly flashed twice in my mind.
Another force revived in her body!
Her mind gradually regained consciousness, and she suddenly remembered something: "Is that so...I can do it."
"This is the legacy she left to me, and I will definitely be able to do it."
Feng Ling's expression was a little gloomy. She touched the tears that had flowed out unintentionally with her sleeves, and her expression returned to strength.
She turned around and left the morgue.
She waved her hand at the drone observing her in the sky, and said shyly: "Well... I know you have been observing me. In fact, my actions will not bring disaster, but will eliminate it."
"If you need to know the truth about this hospital, you can lower the drone."
…
"Report, the subject of the investigation from the parallel world is trying to have a conversation with us. Do you want to allow this conversation?"
"Permission... to lower the drone! Pay attention to cognitive protection."
"clear."
…
A drone high in the sky landed in front of Feng Ling.
She pondered for a moment, feeling a little nervous, and said slowly to the camera: "You may think that I am responsible for the emergence of this hospital and the resurrection of the dead, but in fact it is not..."
"In our world, there is a similar Qingtian Hospital. It collapsed due to the collapse of the ground, and many people died."
"Even the names of the hospital and the nearby funeral home are the same..."
"All of this seems to be accidental, but when magnified to the entire timeline, it may be an inevitable phenomenon. [It] spreads its own anchoring and exerts its own power through this phenomenon called 'mirror image'