Xu Huo reached out and took out a tissue, wrapped the capsule hidden in his sleeve and went to the bathroom.
After flushing away the medicine, he returned to the ward and walked to the window instead of sleeping.
It was dark outside, and bright street lights illuminated the wide lawn. Although the wall farther away was five or six meters high, it could still be seen that this was a mental hospital with good conditions.
Now he is a mentally ill patient suffering from schizophrenia. He has been hospitalized for four months and is receiving medication.
Xu Huo was not sure whether this was in the copy.
Because he has not been prompted by the game until now, and in addition, he has also lost some abilities. He cannot open the game panel, cannot use props, and even the evolutionary characteristics of his body have disappeared.
He and Yan Jiayu were besieged by alien species and climbed over the wall and were hit by a strange force. When they woke up, they were tied up. Yan Jiayu disappeared. Instead, it was Tang Guangbo, Yu Qingqing, Dai Wenqian, Zhou Ning or himself.
Or the names appeared, Tang Guangbo became a doctor in the mental hospital, Yu, Dai, Wednesday became a nurse... If this is not a copy, is it an illusion?
After trying the simplest pain method, he could feel the pain and there was no feeling of consciousness being stripped away.
He is very awake now, as if he had just washed his face after getting up in the morning.
After turning around and lifting the hospital bed to confirm that the power of evolution had indeed disappeared, he lay down to rest and did not get up again until late at night.
Opening the door and walking out, the nurse on duty was dozing on the table, but the iron door leading to the treatment room and doctor's office through the rest area had a combination lock.
Instead of pressing the lock rashly, he walked to the duty room. Through the guardrail, he reached for a brochure about the hospital and borrowed the mobile phone that the nurse put on the table.
The Seventeenth Hospital in the brochure is a private mental hospital with a history of fifty years. In recent years, it has hired domestic and foreign experts with high salaries. It has made great achievements in psychiatric treatment and won many awards.
There is also some information about this hospital on the online platform, including the publicity over the years, feedback from family members and patients, and the hospital’s repeated renovations or repairs. Records can be found online.
In addition, the outside world is peaceful. There are no players, no evolvers, and no invaders. There is only one game forum that has the most discussions about the game Dimension Rift.
"Do you also play this game?" A person suddenly spoke from behind. Xu Huo turned his head suddenly, only to see a pale and skinny patient staring straight at him, and then showed a strange smile, and he raised his index finger.
He touched it in front of his mouth, then walked towards the ward, waving for him to follow.
Xu Huo put his mobile phone and brochure back and followed him to the ward.
There were three other people in the room where they lived. When they saw Xu Huo, they frowned and asked the person who led him in, "Why did you bring a stranger here?"
The patient licked his mouth and said, "Do you think a few of us can escape from the Seventeenth Hospital? Let me tell you, I have tried it before, and every time I was caught before I could escape. I came back to get injections and medicine."
In the treatment room, those days are not what people live."
The tall black man among the three sighed, raised his head and asked Xu Huo, "Have you received the game prompt?"
"No." Xu Huo said, "What about you?"
"No." The tall black man said: "And we don't even have the characteristics and props. I guess this is the power of the game. Only escaping from this mental hospital or touching the key points of the dungeon will the player's identity be reactivated."
"But we have been here for several days and found nothing," another person said: "How can I reactivate it?"
"I've been to every place in the hospital that I can go to. I've seen everyone except the director. No matter who or what happens, I can't activate it." The tall black man said: "So I can only try to escape. Maybe it can be activated.
Leave the dungeon boundary."
The skinny patient kept smiling, "As long as the copy is not triggered, we just need to leave the mental hospital. There is a new world outside."
Seeing that his mental state was obviously not right, Xu Huo asked, "Where are you from? How long have you been here?"
"Me?" The skinny patient was stunned for a moment, and then responded slowly: "Me, I am...from Tingcheng. I don't remember how long I have been here...but the doctor said it was almost half a year."
The origin of this incident was in the strange fog. Xu Huo asked several other people one after another. Although they were not all from Tingcheng, they all came from Tingcheng. The tall black man also described what appeared in the fog wall.
buildings in.
"That's wrong..." the skinny patient said again: "Tingcheng seems to be a game partition in the dimensional rift. I often log in to this partition. There is no Tingcheng in reality."
Several other people in the room shut up, and the tall black man said to Xu Huo: "Don't take the medicine that the doctors and nurses give you. I suspect that it is a mind-control medicine. The purpose is to make us believe that we are sick."
"I don't believe a word those doctors and nurses say, and neither do you." Several people encouraged each other, as if this was the only way to weaken the uneasiness caused by losing the ability to evolve.
Xu Huo wanted to ask them something, but he couldn't remember what he said. He returned to his ward and closed the door when he suddenly remembered that he wanted to ask the names of the players' hospitals, doctors, and nurses.
How could he forget such an important thing.
Just as he was about to go out and ask again, footsteps sounded outside. He immediately returned to the bed and lay down facing the door, leaving a gap under his eyes.
The person who came outside the door was Zhou Ning. The familiar face looked outside the glass window with a small lamp, and then left again soon.
Xu Huo fell asleep like this until he was awakened by the snoring of the patient who lived with him the next day.
He sat up, looked solemnly at the bulge on the bed opposite him, and rubbed his brows fiercely. Not only had he forgotten important things, but he also fell asleep.
Is this an illusion or a copy effect?
"Hey." The person on the bed opposite also sat up, holding the quilt and looking at him, "Are you a player?"
Xu Huo didn't answer, and the man just said to himself: "I'm not crazy. Black players and cannibal players are obviously true, but no one believes it... Haha! The truth is only in the hands of a few people, and you are just closed-minded.
The poor guy at the bottom of the well cannot understand the world of an evolver like me."
After finishing talking to himself, he looked at Xu Huo again, "You don't believe it, right? I tell you, I can prove to you that I have very powerful tools!"
He raised his hand to speak, but it was empty.
His eyes froze for a moment, but he quickly came back, "How could I forget that my power is limited in this dungeon... I'm telling you quietly, don't believe the doctors and nurses here, they are all dungeon bosses.
, specifically responsible for killing players."
Xu Huo squinted his eyes and looked at the person approaching him, feeling ridiculous.