When Zhou Bai heard these three words, he recalled the blood on his body just now, and couldn't help feeling sick.
Fortunately I didn’t eat it!
He exhaled thankfully, and then continued to look down.
But the more he looked at it, the deeper his frown became.
Because these two rules are still the same and almost completely contradictory.
If one part is true and the other part is false, Zhou Bai can find some real basis in both rules.
He frowned, recalling in his mind what he had experienced after entering this dungeon.
Madhouse Survival Rules b (blue), Article 3.
[Sick patients sometimes cannot distinguish between reality and illusion. When getting along with them, please be careful to avoid being accidentally injured by them.]
Looking back on previous experiences, in Dr. Zhao's eyes, isn't Zhou Bai that patient who can't distinguish between reality and illusion?
Zhou Bai saw 11 people in the diagnosis room, but Dr. Zhao deducted his points.
In other words, Dr. Zhao cannot see those doctors who behave strangely.
Suppose that the world Dr. Zhao sees is classified into blue rules.
Then classify the invisible world of Dr. Zhao into the red rules.
So will the descriptions in these two rules hold true?
When Zhou Bai thought of this, he quickly took out the other two rules he had obtained and read them again based on this idea.
Then I discovered that this idea really seemed to make sense!
If this is really the case, Zhou Bai only needs to carefully distinguish between the world with red rules and the world with blue rules.
However, without the system's reminder, there is still no way to determine whether there are error messages in these two rules.
When Zhou Bai was thinking about these rules, he still had to continue to be vigilant.
Thinking of this, Zhou Bai suddenly heard footsteps coming from the door.
He quickly put the four rules in his pocket into his pocket.
Then he raised his head and saw two doctors at the door of his ward, peering at him through the half-open door.
And these two strange doctors were the female doctor with braided hair and the male doctor who loved to chew his fingers.
"Ahem...this patient, we are here to ask you questions again."
The female doctor with braids walked in with a smile, took out a small notebook from her pocket, and then stood in front of Zhou Bai.
Zhou Bai looked at them helplessly.
What's going on with all this excitement?
Zhou Bai reasonably suspected that they liked to play question and answer games with him.
"Ahem...I want to ask you a question now, and you'd better answer me sincerely."
The female doctor cleared her throat and said to Zhou Bai.
Zhou Bai looked past her and looked at the man in the fisherman hat on the bed opposite.
I saw the boss still sitting on the bed with a calm look.
But Zhou Bai could clearly feel that under the brim of his lowered hat, there was a gaze paying attention to him at all times.
Zhou Bai felt his gaze, lowered his head and smiled.
Then he replied to these two strange doctors: "Ask."
So the two doctors clapped their hands happily.
"Then let me ask you.
Does a patient taste better when steamed or stir-fried?"
Zhou Bai spread his hands and said, "I choose not to eat either."
When the fisherman hat man heard Zhou Bai's somewhat willful answer, he immediately sat up straight.
He raised the brim of his hat, fearing that the two doctors would start to go crazy in anger.
However, the two doctors were not angry at all. They just thought for a while and then continued: "It seems to make sense."
The fisherman hat guy suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Then I'll ask you again.
The two of us competed in eating braids. Do you think I ate faster or you ate faster?
Let’s have a competition?”
The fisherman hat man was relieved again when he heard this question.
He saw Zhou Bai answer similar questions.
Isn’t it just eating paper?
You can't eat anything that won't kill you.
However, he did not expect that Zhou Bai would act even more rebellious this time.
I saw him lying down directly on the bed, waving his hand to the female doctor with braided hair, and then said.
"No. I don't like eating braids."
When the fisherman hat man heard this, his eyes widened immediately.
Boy, are you playing?
Do you still want to die?
However, what he didn't expect was that even though Zhou Bai was so rebellious, the female doctor with braided braids was still not angry.
He just lowered his head silently and said with some disappointment.
"Okay... If you don't want to compare, then I won't compare."
The big man in the bucket hat suddenly opened his eyes even wider.
Can it still be like this?
But what he didn't know was that Zhou Bai was so confident, and he wasn't just fooling around.
Madhouse Survival Rules b (red), Article 2.
[Doctors, if you find that any patient has been to the second floor, please be friendly with them.]
The two doctors in front of me now need to abide by the red rules.
And when Zhou Bai just went to the second floor, they also saw him.
Therefore, they must get along well with Zhou Bai.
Zhou Bai's series of actions just now are verifying this rule.
At this moment, he lay on the bed and looked at the reactions of the two doctors standing beside the bed with a smile on his face.
If this rule really holds true, then Zhou Bai's next days in this dungeon will be much easier.
Just as he was thinking about how to apply this rule well, he suddenly saw Patient No. 0201 in the next bed and sat up from the bed unbearably.
"It's you again? Why is it always you?
When will you stop talking to yourself?"
Hearing his roar, the two doctors standing in front of Zhou Bai tilted their heads and looked at Zhou Bai doubtfully.
Then his eyes slowly changed from friendly to cold.
Changed, and the attitude changed again.
At this moment, Zhou Bai wanted to beat 0201 to death.
“My food seems angry?
Being angry all the time will make you feel bad..."
Zhou Bai saw them turn their attention to Patient No. 0201, sneered, and slowly walked out of the ward.
Zhou Bai saw them leaving and looked at the bed next door angrily.
But Patient No. 0201 didn't realize what he had just done wrong.
Instead, he stood up from the bed angrily and walked to the wall.
Then he lay down on the ground, raised one hind leg, and faced the wall, trying to do something indescribable.
Zhou Bai blinked in disbelief.
After patient No. 0201 raised his leg, he was also a little stunned.
Awkwardly, he closed his legs and stood up from the ground.
He scratched his head and explained: "I'm used to it. I should go to the toilet."
After he finished speaking, he walked out of the door quickly.
At this moment, Zhou Bai's mind flashed as he thought of something, and he suddenly looked at the boss on the bed opposite him in shock.
"He used to be a dog?"
The fisherman hat guy shrugged nonchalantly: "Probably so."
When Zhou Bai heard this, he suddenly sat up from the bed.
"I understand, I understand, that's how it is."
Zhou Bai paced back and forth beside the hospital bed excitedly.
The big man in the bucket hat was shaken a little dizzy by him.
He lowered his hat again, lay on the bed, and asked lazily.
"What about you? What were you before?"
Zhou Bai paused, thought for a while, and then said to him.
"To be specific, it should be a cat with very beautiful patterns and very sharp claws."