But looking at Wu Hu's appearance, he probably couldn't remember it clearly.
Zhou Bai had no choice but to put aside his doubts for the time being and silently followed him back to the room.
Wu Hu's room was still as messy as before.
Moreover, there were several socks scattered on his bed that had not been washed for who knows how many days.
Zhou Bai stood at the door, looked inside the room, and couldn't help but frown.
Then, his eyes were suddenly attracted by the two notes taped to the door.
On these two notes, one said: "Given by Brother Cat."
Another one read: "Brother Cat is mighty".
In the middle of the two notes, there is a hole that was kicked...
Zhou Bai looked at the two notes and laughed again.
He squatted next to the door, stretched out his hand, and wanted to touch the hole that had been kicked.
At this time, Wu Hu quickly spoke up to stop him.
"Don't move! Don't destroy the souvenir Brother Cat left for me!"
Zhou Bai could only stand up and asked with a smile: "Who is Brother Cat?"
Wu Hu walked over, stretched out his arm, and pretended to hit Zhou Bai on the head.
"Brother Cat, he can kill two of you with one punch."
After speaking, he gently knocked Zhou Bai on the forehead with his fist.
"Just like this, one punch explodes.
So, you'd better not touch the things he left behind."
Zhou Bai smiled and touched his forehead with his hand: "Oh, that's really awesome."
"Of course!"
Wu Hu turned around and walked back to his room. From the cabinet, he took out a quilt for Zhou Bai that had not been dried for a long time and still smelled a bit musty, and threw it to Zhou Bai.
"Hey, this is my treasured quilt. I'll make it easier for you today."
After saying that, he took off his shoes, pulled his quilt, and lay down inside.
He left the remaining half of the bed to Zhou Bai.
Zhou Bai looked at him with a helpless smile, then hugged the musty quilt and lay on the other half of the bed.
Close your eyes and slowly fall asleep in this familiar yet unfamiliar place.
At eight o'clock the next morning, Zhou Bai got up on time.
In order to prevent them from experiencing his sudden disappearance again, he said goodbye to Wu Hu and Wu Ying in advance.
Like an ordinary guest who just came to stay for one night, he left Wu's old house alone.
He walked to a place where no one could see him and quietly waited for the next copy to arrive.
At 10 o'clock in the morning, the mechanical voice rang on time.
[The "Crazy Madhouse" copy has been opened, please be prepared, the chosen ones. 】
[For the next time, you will stay in the newly opened lunatic asylum in city C. 】
【But you are not happy in this madhouse.】
【So, please find a way to leave here within seven days.】
After the mechanical sound ended, the screens that had gone dark in other countries lit up again.
The scenery in front of Zhou Bai kept changing, and then he found himself standing in a ward.
Moreover, he was wearing a dark green hospital gown with restraints on the sleeves.
Looking at this outfit, it is very likely that Zhou Bai became a patient in a lunatic asylum in this dungeon.
He looked at his hands and found that what he was holding this time was actually two pieces of paper, one red and one blue.
Get two rules at the start?
Zhou Bai felt that this copy might be a little unusual.
So, he quickly brought the two pieces of paper to him and read them carefully.
[Madhouse Survival Rules a (Red)]
[1. Patients here like to pretend to be doctors. Please cooperate with their behavior so as to help them treat them better. 】
【2. You must pretend to be a patient, but please believe that you are not sick.】
[3. If the lunatics here want to use force to subdue you, please resist bravely. 】
[4. Some patients will think that they are patients after pretending for a long time. If you see them acting crazy, please don’t be afraid, just scold them loudly. 】
[5. Eight o'clock in the morning, twelve o'clock in the afternoon, and six o'clock in the afternoon are the times to eat. Please be sure to go on time. The food in the canteen is limited. If you go late, you may not have food. 】
[6. The cafeteria is in Room 7 on the second floor of the lunatic asylum. Please be sure to go there by mistake. 】
Zhou Bai read the rules on the first note and waited for a while, but did not hear the system sound.
So, he then looked at another rule sheet.
[Madhouse Survival Rules a (Blue)]
【1. If you always see some strange things, please don't be nervous, you are just sick.】
[2. Please actively cooperate with the doctor for treatment, otherwise if your condition is judged to have worsened, you will be sent to the electric shock room for treatment.]
【3. It is impossible for a patient to leave the lunatic asylum. 】
【4. A calm mood is one of the criteria for doctors to judge whether you are sick.】
[5. It’s time to eat at 8:30 in the morning, 12:30 in the afternoon, and 6:30 in the afternoon. Please be sure to go there on time. There is enough food in the cafeteria, so don’t be too anxious when eating. 】
[6. The cafeteria is in Room 7 on the third floor of the lunatic asylum. Please be sure to go there by mistake. 】
After Zhou Bai read this note, the system's voice finally rang.
[Observe...perceive...the host...obtain...]
Zhou Bai frowned, listening to the intermittent sound of the system.
But after waiting for a long time, the system could not finish the sentence completely.
There was a final "Zhi" sound, and everything fell completely silent.
Zhou Bai immediately held the two pieces of paper and froze on the spot.
Is this... a crash?
No!
Are the rules too brain-intensive and burning out the system?
It shouldn’t be!
It seems that Zhou Bai can only rely on himself for this copy.
After finally accepting this reality, Zhou Bai re-read the two notes in his hand.
But the more I looked at it, the colder I felt on my back.
Because these two rules are almost completely contradictory.
How can we judge this without any error message at all?
Zhou Bai couldn't help but feel his scalp numb.
Now, he can't even tell whether he is a patient or not.
At this moment, he suddenly heard footsteps coming from outside the door.
Moreover, those footsteps stopped in front of the door of the ward where he was.
Watching the doorknob turn, Zhou Bai quickly put away the two notes he was holding.
"0139, it's your turn, come with us."
Zhou Bai looked at the nearly ten doctors standing in front of his door, wearing loose white coats and looking extremely unprofessional, but did not respond.