In the dark space, Zeiss took out the mountaineering bag from the toolbar.
Taking things placed in the prop slot does not require direct contact with your hands. You only need to convey instructions with your mind, and the props can appear less than one centimeter away from the player.
In other words, as long as the player wants to, he can even summon a prop above his head and hit himself in the face.
The mountaineering bag made a shape on the clean ground on the right side of Qisi, clinging tightly to the legs of the chair, very close to the approaching pool of blood.
Chis controlled the Cursed Pendulum to open the zipper of his backpack, revealing the stuffed towels, pens and paper, sugar bowls and other items inside.
The transparent sugar bowl was filled with freshly caught tadpoles, one close to the other, occupying almost all the spaces, and their heads and tails were still twitching slightly.
Beside the sugar bowl, there was a trembling cloth bag. Inside was a frog whose eyes were covered by Zis with a towel.
"Doctor Cheng...I don't want to die...please help me, please?"
The plaintive talk rang in my ears, and on the iron bed in front of me, the woman's body sat up. , head facing Qiss at a twisted angle, his wide-open eyes filled with emptiness.
Herpes-like blood stains crawled all over her body like clothes. The touched flesh festered at a speed visible to the naked eye. The putrid smell mixed with the blood smell irritated the nasal cavity. The fear that belonged to the original Cheng An was uncontrollably exposed. Fill it in your heart with reason.
Zeiss couldn't look away, and could only watch helplessly as the woman rotted beyond recognition in a few seconds. The thick yellow and oily green rotting water raised a layer of smoky grease on the pool of blood.
The heart seemed to be clenched tightly by a hand, every cell was frozen, and even breathing became a burden.
All kinds of tiny pictures exploded in my mind, flying around like catkins in spring, being lifted high and then settling down. A thin layer of blood was smeared in front of his eyes, flashing alternately with the exposed white, becoming darker and darker at a perceptible speed.
The long-lost haemorrhage surged again, and his consciousness was struggling between wakefulness and drowsiness.
Zith realized that the best way to trap a man was to render him unconscious.
If he faints again, he doesn't know when he will wake up or whether he will wake up...
There is no time for entanglement and hesitation. A long-thought-out plan to break the situation has to be solved despite the risks. Get your hands dirty.
The cursed pendulum quickly smashed the sugar bowl containing the tadpoles and lifted the towel off the frog's head.
The black tadpoles were scattered on the towel like a head of black hair, falling into dots among the fluff, squirming painfully in place after absorbing the water.
The blue frog sat squatting among the tadpoles, its yellow eyes staring at Qisi, its pale belly shrinking, ready to make a sound at any time.
A pool of blood crawled on the ground thickly and slowly, already surrounding the backpack and seeping into the thickened fabric.
Chis wrapped a bunch of tadpoles around the cursed pendulum, brought them to his lips, and poured them all into his mouth.
He wanted to hold them in his mouth, but the tadpoles flowed into his esophagus involuntarily along with his saliva. They stirred in his stomach for a few seconds and then fell silent.
“Quack, quack, quack!”
The blue frog witnessed the whole process of Qis swallowing the tadpole, and immediately let out a high-pitched frog cry.
Immediately afterwards, the sound of frogs sounded from afar. In the first few seconds, it seemed unreal because it was far away. Soon, it rolled closer like muffled thunder, exploding noisily, like drums or a chorus.
The warm sound dissipated the weird atmosphere, giving people a festive and lively feeling of celebrating a festival.
The muddy smell and water vapor belonging to the pond invaded the cold darkness, coming from all directions, and briefly overshadowed the original bloody smell.
Green frogs appeared out of thin air in every corner of the room, their red eyes shining with scarlet luster in the darkness.
“Quick quack quack… quack quack…”
Amidst the bursts of frog croaking, countless frogs jumped around Qisi, bringing about a synaesthesia of the earth shaking.
The tentacle-like bloodshot threads have been attached to Qisi's heels, and a slight coolness is tickling the soles of his feet through the plastic material, as if looking for a place to penetrate.
But the frogs moved faster, stepping on the pool of blood as if desperate, jumping closer.
The blood wrapped around the first few frogs as if they were alive. The frogs that were touched rotted in a breath, and soon turned into a pile of burnt black frog bones, scattered in the pool of blood, decomposing into crumbs.
The frogs behind seemed not to be able to see the tragic situation of their predecessors, and kept up closely one after another, without slowing down at all, and they rushed forward one after another as if they were not afraid of death.
The blood splattered on the frog's body burned into black spots that looked like sulfuric acid corrosion. More and more frog corpses were spread on the ground, which temporarily blocked the spread of the blood pool.
A steady stream of blood gushed out from the corpse on the iron bed, but it gradually couldn't keep up with the speed of the frog's appearance, showing a posture of being absorbed and dried up.
The tentacles of blood trembled and detoured to both sides, trying to touch Qiss who was tied to the chair from other directions, but all paths leading to Qiss were blocked by frogs.
Finally, the first batch of frogs crossed the blockade of the pool of blood and jumped on Qiss.
They screamed angrily, biting Qisi's skin, flesh and clothes just like they did to Lu Zimo on the first day.
Most of Zeiss's body was covered by a straitjacket, and a small electric current would flow through the rare exposed skin every two seconds.
An electric shock that is not fatal to the human body is a disaster for frogs. A large number of frogs were scorched by the electric shock before they could cause wounds on Qisi's body.
The mucus on the frog's body scratched Qis's body, bringing a slippery and disgusting touch.
The scorched smell of burnt meat lingered in the nose, mixing with the smell of mud, blood, rancidity, and water vapor to form a thick, disgusting smell.
Chis tried hard to empty his mind and not pay attention to the disgusting things on his body that drove the germophobe crazy. But in this situation, all the things rising from the bottom of the palace of thinking were worse memories.
It was a suffocating feeling of being forcibly pressed into a small ball, pushed into a smaller hole, and tightly wrapped. Death was right in front of you, but out of reach. You could only continue to struggle in the abyss of survival... …
The still-living frogs flooded Zeiss like a wave, diligently biting at his straitjacket.
As soon as the frog that bit through the straitjacket came into contact with human skin, an electric current was continuously drilled through its meridians, and it became one of the frog corpses that was scorched by electricity.
The remaining frogs are still concentrating on biting the restraints on Qisi's body, and it is only a matter of time before they are electrocuted.
As an amphibian, frogs are not very intelligent, and because they are part of the weirdness, they will only follow the inherent mechanism and repeat the established process.
Soon, all the straitjackets and belt buckles on Ziss were removed, but the frogs were still repeating the process of jumping on Ziss, touching his skin, and being electrocuted to death.
With a thought in Qisi's mind, the cursed pendulum perched on his wrist flew out again, this time he picked up a towel and covered the blue frog's eyes.
As if a switch was turned off, the overwhelming group of green frogs stopped moving forward, and the hundreds of frogs that had jumped on Qiss also stopped moving as if they had been cast a restraining spell.
A second later, all the frogs turned around and jumped away in all directions, disappearing into the shadows from the direction they came from.
The cursed pendulum returned to Qiss's wrist. The young man stood up from the chair and shook off the burnt frogs all over his body.
The iron bed in front of me was still flowing with blood, but after the frogs' troubles, the flow of blood slowed down a lot. As if they were afraid of being damaged, they tentatively stretched out their tentacles and slowly spread.
Chis put his backpack back into the toolbar, turned his back to the listless pool of blood on the ground, and walked away from the iron bed.
On the originally smooth wall, a doorway appeared at some point. It was the same gray and black color as the wall. It was impossible to spot it without looking carefully.
Qisi held the destiny pocket watch, walked over step by step, and stepped into the door. ……
In Ward No. 404, Sun Dekuan used a knife to cut off all the paper chains on Lu Zimo's body.
Lu Zimo regained his freedom and smiled gratefully at Sun Dekuan: "Thank you, Brother Sun. After the copy is released, I will work hard to repay you."
This is just Not many people would really believe it.
Sun Dekuan laughed and said, "Xiao Lu, I just mess around and don't ask for much. Just don't treat me like you did your sister..."
"No Don’t you dare, Brother Sun, you know so much information about me. If I do something to you, you can hang up on me in the forum after you leave the instance.”
Lu Zimo got off the hospital bed, stretched his limbs, and moved his muscles, making a crisp sound.
He glanced in the direction of the door and changed the topic: "Brother Sun, after the refresh at six o'clock, we must rush to the operating area immediately, the sooner the better."
"Ah? Why?"
"Cheng An may not be dead." Lu Zimo said lightly, "With his intelligence and level of suspicion, after being separated from you, he will definitely suspect that you were instigated by me to rebel. Sex. There is a high probability that he will not return to the ward."
"You also said that he knows more clues than you do, and those clues are likely to be the key to TE clearing the level. Either dealing with us or leaving our own TE to pass the level will make us passive.”
"To be on the safe side, we must snipe him as soon as possible in the refresh point."
Sun Dekuan has long accepted Lu Zimo's "Cheng An's harmful theory". Compared with risking his own safety, it is obviously better to kill him. Others' choices are easier to make.
He nodded, scratched his head again, and asked: "There are so many operating rooms, how do we know where Cheng An is? ... No, how do you know he is in the operating area?"
"Ask the nurse." Lu Zimo turned his head and looked at Sun Dekuan. There was a hint of looking at a fool in his always wet eyes, "You all went out to explore during the day yesterday. Of course I won't be stupid. "
Sun Dekuan remembered that a day ago, Lu Zimo looked frightened by the failure rate and was half-dead. He was crying and was comforted by Huang Xiaofei for a long time before he calmed down.
It was precisely because he showed absolute weakness that the players, out of humanitarianism, did not drag him to take risks outside.
Now it seems that all his careless behavior in the past few days were just an act. The purpose was not only to confuse Huang Xiaofei, but also to secretly investigate Cheng An.
‘He has clearly arranged Huang Xiaofei and Cheng An, will he still miss me? ’
Sun Dekuan suddenly came up with such an idea, and a chill ran down his back.
……
The biting chill quickly dissipated after stepping through the door, and soft light splashed down in front of my eyes, spreading to the entire world.
Zis found himself standing in a small room, with a purple desk in the center and a replica statue of the "Lamentation of Christ" placed on it.
The documents on the table are neatly stacked, which is completely different from the messy scene in the office I went to before. It is undoubtedly more in line with the style of the common dean's office.
“Is this the real dean’s office?”
Chis smiled and walked to the desk.
In the middle is a crumpled notebook. Most of the pages are stuck together with slime and can only be opened from the middle.
All the legible handwriting pieced together two short paragraphs:
[I need corpses, I need the corpses of women who died in childbirth, and I will sacrifice a thousand corpses to (data Delete), He will come to the world...]
[(Data deleted) Your Excellency told me that as long as they eat tadpoles, they will be cursed by the frog and bleed to death on the operating table. ...]
[I set the reincarnation time to one day, so that no matter how strange the rules I set and how much suspicion I arouse in them, it will not have much impact...]
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Key puzzle pieces fill in the gaps in reasoning and clearly answer three questions.
Chis smiled and sighed: "It seems that the female corpses numbered starting with S in the morgue are the materials for the ritual. Only a thousand corpses are needed. If I am not wrong in my estimation, I should have gathered them. All."
"The tadpole-induced curse is under the control of the director. Some patients don't know about the distribution of tadpole soup, and some nurses don't know that tadpoles are given to patients as medicine. Because in just one day, the news didn't have time to spread widely."
[You have completed the clue "The Dean's Secret"]
Silver white text refreshed.
Qisi raised his face and said to the being in the void with a half-smile: "Also, Comrade Cheng An, Wang Ying's death on the operating table has nothing to do with you. It was the dean who secretly acted for his own selfish desires and caused her to be cursed by the frog——"
He suddenly lowered his voice and smiled jokingly: "Are you satisfied with this result?"
The inspiration caught a "click" sound, as if some barrier was broken.
At the same time, Qisi heard a cold electronic sound ringing in his ears.
【You know that the patient's death was not due to your fault, and you finally untie the knot in your heart and cure the "sickness" in your body】
[The current task "Cure the disease" has been completed]
"Is it so idealistic?" Qisi shook his head, his face no longer showing the joy of doing something important.
He glanced at his destiny pocket watch, it was already half past five.
In half an hour, the world will undergo a refresh, and he will wake up in an abandoned operating room just like he did on the first day he entered the instance.
“Lu Zimo knows my refresh point, well, it’s a bit troublesome.”
Chase's eyes wandered along the walls of the office.
Theoretically, in order to ensure that the pregnant women he killed would not be refreshed together, the dean would definitely design a place where the refresh mechanism could be circumvented.
......
At six o'clock in the evening, Lu Zimo and Sun Dekuan ran all the way to the operating area and pushed open the door of the abandoned operating room.
The operating bed where a person should have been lying was empty, without any trace of human presence.
They turned around and went out, and a nurse with blood stains on her body walked towards them. She looked anxious: "Have you seen Dr. Cheng? He is gone!"
"No!"
Lu Zimo and Sun Dekuan shook their heads simultaneously.
After the nurse left, they looked at each other and saw relief in each other's eyes.
——It seems that Cheng An is dead, so there is no need for them to do it themselves.
At six o'clock tomorrow morning, this guy will probably appear in the ward unconsciously like a puppet together with Huang Xiaofei and Blue Frog. (End of this chapter)