A fist hit Dr. Horan's face, causing layers of skin and flesh to pile up, and then the whole head exploded. Red and white viscous liquid flew everywhere, dyeing the snow-white walls shockingly.
The headless corpse shook, then hit the ground with a thud, and made no more movement.
Gao Ning shook his hand in disgust, and a straight line of blood suddenly appeared on the ground.
“It’s really crispy!”
Above, the words "Battle Victory" flashed by, and then the experience points were poured into Gao Ning's body.
"Hey, it's quite valuable!"
Just one ghost increased Gao Ning's current experience pool by one percent.
This feeling only appeared in the first year when the white paper was formed. The later it gets, the less experienced it is to fight monsters.
For this reason, Gao Ning even worked part-time as a superhero, and defeated several gangs, but gained very little. When he wanted to mess with people later, he couldn't find the target.
Low Ning stood at the foot of the steps, looking at the white cross sign above his head. I raised my hand and called out the white paper.
After all, if it’s not Marvel, how could there be so many criminal gangs?
Gao Ning sniffed it, and it still smelled like disinfectant.
An item card falls into your hand and turns into an ordinary driver's license.
Gao Ning pondered for a moment: "Are there any ghosts outside the Ghost Clinic? The inside of the clinic can be damaged, and the clinic can connect to reality!"
Gao Ning glanced at it and saw a photo of himself. Name: John Smith. Age: fourteen. Address: No. 707, White Orangutan Apartments, 81st Avenue, New York.
The person held by Gao Ning was a fat, bald man who looked to be a white man in his eighties or seventies.
【mission completed】
"Marvel, we really have come to a great place!"
I intentionally stood under the road to read the newspaper, then looked at the address under my ID card, raised my hand, took a taxi, and went straight to the White Orangutan Apartment.
So...what's going on? Neurotic patients have less joy?
That time, Gao Ning saw a completely new scenery.
Hey, the rules outside are really weird.
Under the page on the left, white words condensed.
"As expected, you have to change the map when the level gets higher."
It was a bustling street with row upon row of low-rise buildings and shops facing the street. There were all kinds of people walking down the street, and there was no one of any race.
It's just that at that time, there didn't seem to be any problems.
He found the stairs, climbed them, and soon reached the third floor.
I stared at it for a while, and could vaguely detect the breathing frequency, but based on that alone, it was difficult to tell whether it was a human or a ghost.
I shook my head, opened the newspaper, glanced at it, and couldn't help but stare.
Compared with the bright hall on the second floor, it is much darker outside, and the corridor is still lit with green slow lights. The contrast between the two does not really make it feel like the underworld.
Gao Ning expressed that he was very satisfied, got up and walked out of the consulting room.
I tentatively turned the handle of the isolation area door, but it was still locked.
It was because of the date, but because of the headline. I saw printed in white and small fonts below: The president of Stark Group and his wife had an accident, and Howard Stark and Maria Stark died on the spot.
Going down to the seventh floor, the light seems even scarcer.
My character seemed wrong, and I was angry when I was suddenly pulled over. I smiled and said: "Seventy-seven! Seventy-seventh, seventeenth month, 1441. The sum is an even number, and the division by seven is an even number. How wonderful and beautiful."
A magical day, isn’t it?”
As for the intensive care unit?
All the way to the first floor, there was still no one at the medical desk. The pager under the bar was flashing, as if there were no rumors.
I suddenly thought of this strong white man who had his blood drained and cleaned up.
"Oh, business is pretty good!"
When he passed by the door of the beautiful doctor's clinic, he glanced at the small blackboard and found that there was another name crossed out with red chalk on it.
The situation is not clear yet, so Gao Ning is not ready to take action at this time.
I walked around and saw it.
Yes, the price should have been transferred.
I smiled and patted Gao Ning with the newspaper tucked under my arm, and said, "The Sudoku game below is very boring. I hope he hates it too."
What a magical way to travel.
Gao Ning turned around and left the hospital without thinking.
He flicked the glass door with his finger, and ripples spread out, leaving at least seven millimeters of glass unscathed.
[Task punishment: Obtain an identity leading to the real world.]
The outside is a bit more spacious than the seventh floor, with the entrance as the dividing line, and the children's area on the right. The decoration is older-style, and there are not many toy-like tables and chairs.
The corridor was empty, no one was there, even the nurse's desk was quiet.
Gao Ning walked around on the first floor.
It was still foggy inside, and a solitary street lamp stood on the side of the road, illuminating a large area.
[Please write down the eight rules of the Ghost Clinic]
It should be the cafeteria outside, right? And since the end just now, I seem to have seen someone.
Gao Ning walked around the dark corridor and found that the doors of the reference room, dean's room, conference room, reception room, etc. were still locked.
I stood at the door of the dean's office and stared at the door lock for a while. Suddenly I punched out, hitting the door hard.
Gao Ning glanced at the large lounge in front of him. The nurse he was talking to later was still sleeping, and even his posture had changed slightly.
I turned around and left the clinic again. I didn't go out after that time. Instead, I waited until the glass door closed before pushing it open again and walked out.
Gao Ning thought about the strange clinic he encountered and the strange passerby he met just now, and suddenly felt that there was something wrong.
Gao Ning thought about it and tried it twice more, but the situation was still the same.
Gao Ning took a look at the white paper and saw if there was any movement, let alone whether it had entered combat mode.
That punch seemed to hit the non-Newtonian fluid, but the surface rippled for a few times before returning to its original shape.
Did you get the New World Pass?
Yes...
Gao Ning suddenly looked towards the isolation area, his expression became strange.
After saying that, I left, leaving only Gao Ning holding the newspaper in a daze.
I tried to twist the doorknob, but it was locked.
Why is there such a small difference between the lower two floors and the upper two floors?
Is breakability part of the rules?
There is a photo of Stark Mansion attached to it.
I thought for a while, whether to stay any longer, and turned around to go upstairs.
I don't have any answers.
"Excuse me, what's the date today?"
Walking through the doors of each ward, it was all quiet outside, with not a single ghost in sight.
On the left is the pharmacy. There is no isolation area yet, but I know what it is used for.
As for Marvel, everything that happens in that world is worthy of wonder.
It's like suddenly coming from the underworld to the human world. When the door is opened, there is still no road or street lights. It's just that the street lights are not turned on and there are no pedestrians on the road.
Gao Ning watched an old-fashioned police car speed past behind his eyes, and suddenly reached out to grab a person who was about to leave the clinic.
With such a small body, it should be able to eat a meal.
My current strength is no less than 10,000 kilograms, and I can break a hole in a city wall with my fists, let alone doors, but the door to the dean's office didn't move at all.
