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Chapter 3411 The Magical Doctor Twenty-Nine

Chapter 3385 The Magical Doctor (Twenty-Nine)
The effect of this action was far beyond Schiller's expectations. On the one hand, Wood was more embarrassed than he thought. This guy was just terrifying, but he was not that strong. He was able to suppress the patient purely because the patient was very weak. People who had almost no ability to move were of course accurate.
In addition, he took a torch after considering that the wood man was afraid of fire. But unexpectedly, the flames in the fireplace could summon a flame monster. This is really God is not standing on Wood's side.
When the movement outside calmed down, Schiller looked outside along the passage. The passage was not completely straight, so basically he could not see the situation outside, and he could only hear the sound. He heard the outside burn violently, but soon there was no movement.
After the room outside returned to calm, a faint cry came. Schiller listened carefully and found that it was not like the sound of a child, but more like the sounds of a group of people overlapping together.
He probably had some speculations.
The background story of this game cannot be said to be old-fashioned, but it should be said to be a classic. Their previous guesses about the spiritual world were not completely wrong, but this may not be a complete spiritual world, but a world affected by some resentment from existence.
Anyway, it was a long time ago, maybe in the Middle Ages of this world, a little girl was persecuted to death by some people - not because she was a witch, but because of some other reason.
Before dying, you may have suffered torture, such as being pulled out of your teeth and nails, your tongue cut off, and eventually burned to death.
After she died, she became too resentful and turned the entire town into a curse land. Every once in a while, all kinds of plagues broke out here, and all the terrible diseases would come together, killing all the town people.
But the little girl seemed to have her own screening criteria. She would pick out some innocent people and put them in the hospital to escape the disaster. That is why the hospital was built to be isolated from the inside and outside, to prevent survivors from being affected by the plague patients.
This disaster may break out every once in a while, maybe decades or hundreds of years. But in short, the town will be cleared every time and then flourish again, repeating the previous tragedy.
After all, this is a magical world. If a little girl can become a vengeful spirit, then other people can do it. Schiller guessed that the big mouth and flame monster that appeared in the fireplace was the vengeful spirit of the patients who had died in the hospital for many years.
They regard the souls of dead patients as food, hoping that more spirits can join them and allow them to gain greater strength. At the same time, they may also be worried that the little girl will gain greater strength.
Many strange rules in the room are the concrete manifestation of the torture the little girl suffered before her death. For example, she may have shed a lot of blood, she has no tongue, and she is scorched by flames.
These should be all about Strange's dream. But what was going on with the little boy Schiller saw when he met Doctor Foster, it was still unclear.
Schiller speculated that Dr. Foster might be the survivor of a disaster, which is similar to what Schiller and his friends are facing now. However, he made some different choices.
When the crying outside subsided, Schiller drilled out along the pipe again. Now the room outside completely changed, leaving only four dark walls. Everything was burned to ashes, including Wood, the patient's body and all the furniture.
"It's not bad," Schiller whispered, "it's much more pleasing to you."
Then, as if he suddenly remembered something, he walked to the previous counter. The counter was made of wood and completely burned down. The glass should have been melted. But at the same time, there should be some metal.
Schiller searched through the residue of the ashes and soon found what he wanted - coins that Wood had not had time to transfer.
The coins seemed to be protected by some kind of magic, and they did not have much deformation except for being blackened. After Schiller cleaned all the ashes, he counted the coins he had obtained, and there were an astonishing number of more than one hundred gold coins and more than two hundred silver coins.
"Get rich!" Schiller took out his purse and stuffed all the coins in it, but he couldn't hold it at all. So he stuffed all the remaining money into the pipes in his operating room. When he looked up, he saw the big raven flying in along the window.
From the dark bird's face, you can see endless confusion, as if saying, "Who am I, where am I, what am I here?"
But Schiller put away his purse vigilantly and squinted his eyes at the Raven. The Raven also looked at him. The two stared at him for a long time. In the end, the Raven couldn't help but say, "What's wrong here? What about Wood?"
"I encountered a terrifying fire and tried my best to defeat it." Schiller said seriously, "Poor Wood died on duty, and Crystal was not left behind."
"Fire?" said Raven in disbelief, "How could there be a fire here?!"
"It seemed that some not very strict operating room had the patient's clothes burned, and when he was sent out, Wood didn't see it. The flames spread to the floor and everything was burned."
Schiller had just made up a reason casually, and he didn't expect the raven to believe it. But unexpectedly, the raven fell into deep thought.
"Are they really getting stronger and stronger?" The Raven muttered softly.
Schiller didn't go to pick up his stubbornness, but said to himself: "Brother Wood has been burned out and the place has been messed up. What are you going to do?"
"Don't worry, the hospital has the ability to repair itself. However, Wood really has no way to return to work in a short period of time, so I can only..."
As soon as he said this, he saw Schiller's sinister gaze. The raven's eyes fell on his hands. Some wood chips were still stuck to the pliers that Schiller was carrying.
The Raven seemed to understand something. He flapped his wings and moved back a few steps. He said, "You are useless like this. A new puppet will be sent from Westchester soon..."
"There will be a new and invincible fire soon," Schiller said looking at the raven.
The two looked at each other for a while, and the Raven said helplessly: "Why do you have to do this?"
"Then what do you think I should do? I hid in the shelter you provided, thank you for you, and then repay your kindness with labor? Do you think I am like that?"
"Of course you are not." A voice came from behind. Schiller turned around and saw a familiar figure - that was another himself.
"Arrogance?!" Although there were many other selfs, Schiller recognized arrogance at the first time. His expression and tone were so familiar.
The Raven was obviously even more confused. He looked at the almost identical two people and said, "Are you two twins?"
"It doesn't matter." Pride sorted out the cross on his robe and looked at Shiller and said, "The meeting is halfway."
"Impossible." Schiller refused, tightened his wallet, and said, "This is the money I have worked hard to earn."
"Or I'll let the Lord Universe Batman talk to you?"
"Hiss..." Schiller gasped and said, "You really formed a team with him?"
Schiller took out a gold coin from his purse with some pain, handed it to Arrogant, and said, "That's all, there's nothing more."
Arrogant picked up the gold coins and put them in the pocket of the robe, then reached out and said, "Give me a few more silver coins."
"Don't go too far! You didn't have any power at all. Now you come over and want to share the money, there is no way!"
"We need silver to make things," said arrogant.
"Then I will exchange your gold coin for silver coins." Without waiting for Arrogant to agree, Schiller took out the gold coin in Arrogant's pocket, put it back into his purse, and then counted 35 silver coins.
"Exchange rate difference plus handling fee." Schiller said while deducting 5 silver coins and handing the remaining 30 to Arrogant.
The arrogance was not surprising at all. He put the money in his pocket and put it in his pocket, then looked at the Raven and said, "Meet again, Mr. Raven."
"I haven't seen you?" Raven took two steps back, and then he seemed to remember something, and looked at the arrogant in horror, "You are the doctor who fed me poison?!"
He nodded arrogantly and said, "That is not a poison, it is just a potion used to enter the dream. After all, in order to save the soul of the innocent little girl in the dream, we need this potion. Since you are willing to save her, it is also necessary to contribute to the test of the medicine."
All the words of the Raven were choked back. But Schiller remembered that the bird-headed Raven man seemed to be unconscious when he was sent here. Could it be that he was stunned by the dream-entry potion made by the arrogance and the others?
It seems that this is really possible. After all, there is something wrong with the Wood Man and the Birdman at a glance. You can find a way to solve the Wood Man, so it is not surprising that the combination of Arrogance and the main universe Batman solves the Birdman.
To a certain extent, the two groups of them also had a close relationship and had no intention of waiting for death. The main idea was to catch whoever they could suffer.
The Raven Man is unfortunate. When he went to the ward to advance the plot, he was arrested by Batman, and was poured into a dream potion. He was not awake when he was sent out. Wood might have thought that he had not been cured yet, so he sent him here again. It can only be said that he was not wronged.
Then if Natasha was also in the arrogant ward, it might be the same as Wanda's situation, and they are all latecomers.
It is known that Natasha's partner is Arkham Batman, and it will be a matter of time before he finds her here. When Schiller thinks of this, he looks a little sympathetic when he looks at the Raven.
To be honest, even the villains in this game world may not be as cruel as Arkham Batman. Some people are going to be in trouble.
"Ahem," Schiller cleared his throat, "I regret the fire. But due to the duty of a doctor, I cannot wait too long when I look at my patients."
"Even if Mr. Wood's puppet is coming soon, the time delayed in the middle may lead to the passing of several precious lives. I must not sit still and wait for death."
Chapter completed!
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