Chapter 232 Frog Hospital (Thirty-One) Agnosticism
Green Frog Hospital, by the pond.
The female teacher's body was smashed straight onto the muddy ground. Staggered blood stains covered her exposed wrists and neck, and her black suit was soaked with blood.
After harvesting human lives, the black shadow ghost curled up into an irregular mass that was only half the size of a human. The scope of the shadow shrank like an ebbing tide and disappeared under the umbrella.
The sound of "crunching" sounded suspiciously under the umbrella, like rodents gnawing on brittle bones, which made people shudder.
Soon, this uncomfortable sound disappeared, and the world returned to a silence that was rare even for the sound of wind.
The effect of the props is on cooldown. Fortunately, the biggest danger has been eliminated. Now you only need to be careful of ghosts and death points.
Compared with the malicious humans, the ghosts seem to have become much kinder and kinder.
Lin Chen put away the black umbrella and watched intently as a drop of blood flowed backwards from the tip of the umbrella, becoming thinner and thinner in the process, until it completely penetrated into the pure black fabric.
All the blood was absorbed by the thick black, and he shuddered after realizing it, his head twitched and he felt dizzy, and there was a strong feeling of nausea in his abdomen.
——He killed people, killing players identified as human beings.
He had just been mentally prepared to engage in the strange game of jungle law, when he involuntarily used props to take a person's life. It was too fast, too hasty.
Even if the other party is Xiela's puppet, even if he is acting in self-defense, it is too much beyond the acceptable limit.
Obviously a month ago, he was just an ordinary, powerless college student...
Lin Chen breathed rapidly, but his eyes were still fixed on the body on the ground, tracing every detail.
The tense environment caused adrenaline to surge, and negative feelings such as fear and nausea were quickly suppressed. What he felt was more of a dazed and unreal feeling, as if he was just playing a holographic game and defeated a certain user in it. A humanoid NPC simulated by data.
Yes, weird games weaken players' resistance to killing and cast an illusory cloak of entertainment to death.
Lin Chen knew that this kind of joking about life and death was wrong. Life was worth cherishing, and death needed to be feared.
Even if the other party is heinous, it cannot change the fact that he used illegal means to deprive the other party of his life.
He is not qualified to represent justice, judge others, and find more reasons for his behavior is a kind of hypocrisy.
But he had no choice.
He is not a holy father who sacrifices his life to feed an eagle. He cannot let threats fly in his face, but he is still indecisive and calls it quits.
All he can do is remember the image of the deceased, and treat the power that can determine the life and death of others prudently and solemnly, in order to retain the persistence of being a human being and not be alienated by weird games.
Lin Chen stood for a while longer, put the dried black umbrella into the prop shelf, took out the blade, and cut off his little finger fiercely.
Heart-wrenching pain bounced around the fracture, and the white and red little finger fell to the ground. After waiting for a full minute, it did not turn into wood.
He was free from the puppet master's control.
Lin Chen tore off a corner of his clothes, wrapped his bleeding right hand, and tied a knot at the base of his little finger to stop the bleeding, which was better than nothing.
The pain was somewhat relieved, and he calmed down inexplicably, muttering in his mind: "Brother Qi, I killed her, I succeeded."
Qisi's voice said calmly: "You did a good job. It is not a pity to kill a casual player who harms others and benefits himself. By the way, I just killed a person."
He smiled deliberately and continued talking to himself: "Yesterday, Sun Dekuan and I went to the dean's office to explore. Something happened during the process. I was trapped in an illusion. It took a lot of trouble to get out. But we still separated from him.”
"After he returned to the ward, he was bewitched by Lu Zimo and planned to cooperate with him to kill me. If I hadn't found a dark room in time that could avoid the refresh, I would have been intercepted by them at the birth point and become a dead person. "
"This morning, I had to go back to the ward to pick up something - a blue frog that can attract frogs, which is very crucial to clearing the level. Unfortunately, it was refreshed in the ward at six o'clock in the morning."
"I know that Lu Zimo and the others dared to attack me because of the absolute advantage of two against one. For the smooth progress of the copy, I can only kill one of them to break this advantage."
Zeiss's voice was calm and his narrative was unfinished.
But Lin Chen knew that this was to relieve his psychological pressure.
Responsibility diffusion effect, when things are shared by many people, people will feel the responsibility is reduced and relaxed.
When individuals in a group do something that violates public order and good customs, they often experience great uneasiness and confusion. At this time, as long as someone who has also done these things stands up to express goodwill, the psychological discomfort will be relieved a lot.
Humans are group animals and need others of the same kind, or in other words - accomplices, accomplices.
"But don't worry, everything will go smoothly from now on. Such a bad situation will never happen again."
Qisi was sitting on the hospital bed. Sun Dekuan, who was sitting on the bed next to him, had the cursed pendulum wrapped around his neck and was afraid to breathe.
He looked at Qiss with the eyes of a monster, and felt that this man was more cold-blooded and perverted than the ghosts, and he was probably a massacre player of Xila.
Qisi has always been very considerate of other people's moods.
While he controlled the cursed pendulum to relax and tighten for a while, he comforted Lin Chen with a calm attitude: "Look, all risk factors have been eliminated. I also have some ideas on how to clear the level. I just need to verify them." That’s good.”
"Although this copy is dangerous, three people can survive, right?"
Lin Chen nodded, and the words of gratitude stopped on his lips, and turned into a detailed retelling of the clues.
Qi Si has taken care of him too much along the way, and any words of gratitude seem thin and frivolous.
Before reestablishing the connection with Qi Si, the situation was urgent, and he only had time to tell the information about the female teacher, and had not had time to tell the new clues found in the dean's office.
Just at this moment, he shared it with Qi Si.
Qi Si listened quietly, and his tone became serious: "Lin Chen, things may be more troublesome than I thought. For the next twelve hours, you should not stay in the same place and try not to be entangled by any NPC..."
The subsequent voice became lighter and was replaced by a "sizzling" busy tone, as if the phone was suddenly hung up at night.
Lin Chen suddenly had an ominous premonition. From what Qi Si said, something similar to the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons might happen here next.
Now, all his props have either run out of times or are in a cooling state. If he encounters danger again, he can only rely on his own strength.
If he told Qi Si the clues earlier, he might have gotten an effective solution, but now it is completely difficult for a good cook to cook without rice.
In the final analysis, he took it for granted and neglected it again.
However, if it is just to ensure that he is not trapped, it is not too difficult. It is just a little tiring and keep moving all the time.
No matter what, he can't mess up such a simple thing again this time.
Lin Chen prepared himself mentally and walked quickly with his back to the pond and towards the hospital building.
In the thick fog behind the iron gate, two figures in blue protective suits walked out.
The two fully armed nurses carried empty iron buckets and iron spoons and walked straight towards him.
After seeing Lin Chen, they said in unison: "You need to catch a bucket of tadpoles today..."
Blue Frog Hospital.
After listening to the clues relayed by Lin Chen, Qi Si realized that the situation was more troublesome than he had imagined.
First, the dean has been in contact with a being whose identity is unknown but who is most likely to be ranked above the demigod. It is not ruled out that the being may interfere without honor.
Secondly, the dean has a stronger control over the hospital than he thought. He knows the player's every move clearly and is clearly hostile to him.
Finally, based on the dean's knowledge of the overall situation and his malicious intentions, it cannot be ruled out that the clues found by the players are deliberately released as smokescreens.
Suspicion, unknowability, uncertainty...
He only sees what they want him to see, hears what they want him to hear, and thinks what they want him to think...
People can never recognize the absolute truth. Even the most rational consciousness is a subjective projection of the objective world, not to mention that this world is already full of a strong sense of illusion.
Day after day of reincarnation, the dispute between frogs and ghosts, the dreams interspersed in it, the vague text... Who can distinguish the boundary between truth and falsehood?
Qi Si walked straight to the door and pushed it out.
No matter how the situation changes, it will not affect the next plan. There are always some things that remain unchanged, such as interests and human nature...
"If you hang yourself, you will get a rope; if you drink medicine, you will get a bottle..."
"We must be resolute in implementing the policy, and never allow too many children..."
In the corridor, the old slogans were broadcast hoarsely by the radio. The "sizzling" noise of the electric current cut the sentences, and the more you listen, the more distorted they become.
The skinny patients walked out of the ward like zombies and sat down in a row on the benches embedded in the wall. Their sallow faces were like paintings, and their turbid eyes rolled in their sunken eye sockets, following the far-away Qi Si.
There was no more crying in the operating area at the end of the corridor. Compared with the previous few days, it was as quiet as an ancient tomb underground. The bloody smell in the air that was originally lingering was replaced by the smell of disinfectant, but the breath of death still hovered above the head.
The door of the operating room, which was originally busy, was closed, and the electronic light on the top that showed the working status had been turned off for a long time, indicating that this place was idle and abandoned.
Qi Si thought of the corresponding sentence in the clue sent by Lin Chen:
[How to deal with Cheng An is a troublesome problem. Too strict and precise calculations are indeed not conducive to flexibility. The three extra deaths before have already eaten up most of the error tolerance. One more death... that would be too bad! ]
It was not bad as he expected. The dean was deliberately controlling the number of deaths, whether to reduce the sin he bore or for some other purpose.
After collecting a thousand bodies, he naturally stopped the operation to prevent anyone else from dying because of him.
Of course, the premise of all this is that the clue is true.
Qi Si walked quickly in the maze-like corridor. He could only hear his own footsteps, and even his breathing was almost inaudible.
The further he went, the lower the temperature was, which could be called a suitable environment for ghosts.
The flat floor at the end spread out in front of him, and the iron door was open as always, with the morgue and kitchen standing on both sides.
Qi Si stood in the middle of the flat, raised his head and smiled to the existence in the void: "Cheng Xiaoyu, do you want some candy?"
The ugly boy with a swollen and pale body appeared in the thick fog behind the door, and his head covered with purple blood vessels tilted towards Qi Si: "Yes, I love candy the most, will you give me some candy?"
"Of course." Qi Si smiled, took out the candy jar from his backpack, and handed it to Cheng Xiaoyu.
Colorful gummies spread a shallow layer on the bottom of the plastic jar, covering up the looming black.
Cheng Xiaoyu snatched the candy bowl, greedily put his hand into the mouth of the bowl, grabbed a lot of candies and stuffed them into his mouth.
Chiss calmly took a few steps back and took out the frog wrapped in a towel.
The moment Cheng Xiaoyu grabbed the last handful of candy, Qisi lifted the towel covering the frog's eyes.
In the blue frog's bloody eyes, the handful of tadpoles wrapped in gummies in Cheng Xiaoyu's hand loomed, and the exposed tail was still twitching.
Cheng Xiaoyu, unaware, threw a handful of candy into his mouth and swallowed it.
"Quack quack quack!"
The blue frog shouted angrily.
The next second, several similar frog calls sounded in the distance, one after another as if in response, gradually converging into a tide.
Cheng Xiaoyu didn't seem to realize what was happening. After stuffing his mouth full, he tipped the empty jar in an attempt to pour out the icing sugar inside.
The wave of frog sounds is getting closer and closer, rushing towards the flat floor from all directions.
The ground was shaking. Amidst the loud frog calls, groups of green frogs jumped out from every corner and jumped towards Cheng Xiaoyu.
Cheng Xiaoyu finally realized something was wrong, and swung his umbilical cord at the frogs that were close to him, pricking their abdomens.
However, it was too late. The leading frogs jumped on him and bit his flesh desperately.
The ghost's bloated rotten flesh was bitten off piece by piece and fell to the ground, flowing into yellow-white pus.
Qisi smiled brightly and pretended to ask: "Cheng Xiaoyu, how do tadpoles taste? Are they delicious?"
Cheng Xiaoyu would be a fool if he didn't know who the culprit was.
"You are a bad person! I hate you!" He roared angrily and rushed towards Qiss, but the frogs all over his body formed the weight of the boulder, dragging his steps as slow as a snail.
Qiss sighed and reasoned patiently: "It was your father who trapped me in the illusion first. He made me have to eat a jar of tadpoles in order to escape. I couldn't find him for the time being, so I had to come here." Looking for you."
As he spoke, his eyes scanned every corner of the space aimlessly, as if looking for some invisible existence.
At a certain moment, a slender black shadow similar to him appeared out of thin air, quickly stretched to the size of the sky, and shrouded the entire flat floor in lightless darkness.
The blue frog briefly lost sight, and the frogs all over the place were silent.
Qisi held the frog in one hand and the destiny pocket watch in the other. The corners of his lips curved: "Mr. Dean, I have been looking forward to meeting you for a long time... By the way, let me explain in advance, I have a flashlight." (End of Chapter)