Mo Yan rolled out of bed.
He glanced at the clock on the wall.
One o'clock.
"Tick tock, tick tock."
The noisy second hand made a sound every second. The original white noise sounded like drum beats to his ears.
He rolled on the bed again, hugging the soft white sheets tightly, trying to bury himself in the soft bed.
He closed his eyes, reached out his hands, and covered his ears, not wanting to hear those strange sounds.
...but it didn't work.
Footsteps sounded all around, accompanied by strange nursery rhymes, as if dozens of children were dancing and singing around him.
As soon as he closed his eyes, he could see blood-red lines intertwining and twisting in front of his eyes, trying to penetrate from his eyes into his brain.
"...Mo Yan, Mo Yan."
He could even hear someone calling his name softly, like a siren singing softly to the crew, and if he responded, it would drag him to the bottom of the sea.
He buried himself in the quilt, not letting go of his hands and feet, covering him completely, like a turtle shrinking into its shell, as if this way he would not be attacked by ghosts.
But it's no use.
All kinds of sounds rang in his ears, as if they wouldn't let him go.
It was such a strange situation that he, who originally wanted to sleep well to regain his energy, rolled around for two hours without falling asleep.
...and he knew why.
The San value is too low.
Although Mo Yan's sanity value is still 60, for an ordinary player whose mental points are not high enough, 60 is already considered low. If it is any lower, there is a risk of falling into madness.
As soon as he closes his eyes, various horrific scenes will appear in his mind. Blood, black, and various deep and dark colors instantly surround him. It seems that if he closes his eyes like this, he will never be able to open them again and will be trapped. Like being completely dragged into darkness.
Originally, he naively thought that as long as he had a good night's sleep, his sanity would be restored, just like what was said in previous PC survival games.
However, it was at night that he discovered that his sanity level was too low and he didn't even get any sleep.
Hearing the noise in his ears getting louder and louder, he couldn't stand the weird atmosphere anymore, so he lifted the quilt and sat up from the bed.
...I don’t want to sleep anymore!
Isn’t it okay if I don’t sleep? Just don’t let me sleep!
He knew that the game mechanism would definitely not give him a certain death situation, and there would be ways to recover even if the sanity value was low. Since he couldn't sleep, he might as well find another way.
He got out of bed and was about to rummage around the room again, but suddenly he heard a very fast knock on the door.
"...Open the door, please, open the door..."
He heard a small cry for help outside the door and seemed to regard his room as a safe spot.
"Who are you?" Mo Yan is not stupid. How can he open the door to someone casually at night? What if there is something wrong?
Moreover, he also wondered whether this was his imagination again, and there was actually no one outside the door.
"No. 3, I beg you, open the door. No. 30 is crazy..."
When Mo Yan heard this, he immediately stepped forward and opened the door.
The figure outside the door quickly squeezed in through the crack, closed the door again, and locked it.
She pressed against the door panel, gasping for air, as if she was surviving the disaster, as if she was safe because of it.
Mo Yan warily looked at the player who came to him for help. This was a girl with peach-colored twin tails. She had fair skin and sunken eyes. Her specific nationality could not be determined. But what was visible to the naked eye was that her body and hospital gown had traces of being scratched by very small things. Thin blood flowed over her arms and slowly dripped onto the floor.
"On the 30th...Brother, please tell me clearly what happened to him." Mo Yan didn't mean to pity her.
He opened the door just because the other party mentioned his eldest brother. Otherwise, he didn't have the habit of showing kindness in the middle of the night.
The girl was still gasping for air and seemed to be in shock. She pressed against the door, sweating continuously.
In the quiet room, the only sound was her breathing in and out.
...But Mo Yan soon heard the noise.
Outside the door.
It seemed like someone was walking slowly, and the floor outside made an orderly creaking sound, one step at a time, one sound at a time. The pace was extremely steady, as if announcing the arrival of something.
Along with the girl's rapid breathing after the disaster, the footsteps sounded particularly terrifying at this time, like a hunter blocking his prey in a corner.
There is nowhere to escape.
Mo Yan frowned. He knew something must have happened outside, and he regretted bringing trouble into it.
"If you don't say anything, I'll kick you out." Mo Yan pretended to open the door.
If he hadn't heard "Number 30" and wanted to know how his elder brother was doing, he wouldn't have cared about this player at all.
In this copy of the underworld, he has no habit of showing kindness.
"——Don't! Don't!"
The girl was frightened, as if going out would be like hell. She hurriedly stopped his hand: "No. 3, No. 3, you are very familiar with No. 30, right! I saw you during the day, you were talking together... now Only you can save us!"
"What's going on?" Mo Yan heard the footsteps getting closer and closer.
"Number 30, he is on the 30th..." the girl swallowed: "...he is a doctor."
"so what?"
"He's a doctor!" The girl stared.
"Then what?" Mo Yan spread his hands: "If the eldest brother is a doctor or a student, what does it have to do with me? It's just an identity. The eldest brother will not harm me and has saved me. I don't care what his identity is. .”
He took the girl's hand and was about to push her out the door.
"Wait, wait - but No. 30 is crazy!" The girl was on the verge of despair, shouting almost hoarse.
Mo Yan was stunned.
The footsteps stopped outside the door, and even the creaking of the wooden boards stopped for an instant.
He raised his head and saw that the originally closed wooden door was opened silently, letting out a ray of darkness that was isolated.
...He almost forgot.
The eldest brother has lock-picking skills.
The girl who was leaning against the door lost her center of gravity and leaned back involuntarily. She gritted her teeth and seemed to drop something round. The next moment, blinding smoke rose.
Before Mo Yan could see what was going on outside, he was blinded by the smoke, and a [Dizziness debuff] appeared in the upper left corner of his field of vision. He stood there and fell into a brief freeze. He also heard the sound of the collision of limbs next to him, but he could not see anything for the time being.
"Cough cough cough..."
Thick smoke rose in front of his eyes, mixed with a strange smell. He coughed a few times, and tears appeared in the corners of his eyes. When he rubbed his eyes dry and opened them again, he saw the smoke slowly dissipating in front of him. scene.
The doctor in a white coat stood quietly at the door. The mirror-like reflective scalpel in his hand was stained with a line of blood, and the edge was like a gold plated with a layer of indoor lights.
There was something accumulating in those eyes that looked extraordinarily clear in the warm light. The meaning in them was not strong, but it was almost overwhelming.
Mo Yan felt a rising sense of dizziness just by looking at it. This feeling came quickly and strangely, like a debuff.
The doctor in front of him gently shook the scalpel in his hand, and the bright blood from the cut throat fell to the ground, like a blood line cracking on the floor.
He walked in, kicked the body on the ground away, wiped Mo Yan's shoulder and walked in.
"Big, big brother..."
Mo Yan originally thought that being a doctor didn't matter - the eldest brother was still his eldest brother after all.
But it wasn't until he opened the door and faced his elder brother who was a doctor that he felt the pressure like a wave.
He could not help but feel fear from the bottom of his heart.
It's like an automatic fear reaction in the body, like the body is instinctively retreating.
...like an animal encountering a natural enemy.
That is a natural fear that "student" players have when facing "doctors".
It was precisely because of this fear that he couldn't think of fighting back. At this time, he just wanted to run away.
No wonder...that female player is so scared.
He froze in place, watching his eldest brother rummaging through his room, and then saw his eyes turning toward him.
"There are no clues," his eldest brother said.
"……ah."
Hearing his elder brother's calm voice, Mo Yan finally found his own voice with difficulty.
"I've already searched it, just a diary..." Mo Yan dragged a diary out of the temporary props shelf and handed it to his eldest brother.
Su Mingan opened the diary - this diary was different from the one in his room, but the words could be read. It roughly meant the record of a child who was suddenly caught and wanted to resist the teacher, the dean, and escape from here.
The content was so broad that he didn't receive any clues.
He closed the diary and saw Mo Yan looking at him eagerly.
"Brother, I've already read it. I can't understand anything in it. It's like a ghost painting..." Mo Yan said.
"You can't understand?" Su Mingan opened the diary and faced him, but Mo Yan still shook his head in confusion.
Su Mingan took another look at it, and it was clear that there was no dyslexia.
……strangeness.
Obviously his current sanity level is not low, but he can still understand this strange text.
Is there something wrong with him...or is it Mo Yan?
He returned the diary to Mo Yan and headed out.
"Brother, are you okay..." He heard Mo Yan's stuttering words coming from behind.
"I'm fine." He wondered why Mo Yan would ask such a question.
Before, after discovering that killing students could restore his sanity, he met another person on the first floor, the girl with pink hair.
The girl seemed to have come out to see what was going on. The moment she opened the door, her eyes met his.
At that time, the girl looked very scared and closed the door and locked it.
Su Ming'an opened the door and was about to ask her a question when he saw her running out as if she had seen a ghost, yelling that he was crazy.
His sanity value at that time was 52, which was just right. He had no intention of rising or falling, and planned to maintain this value. In this way, you can not only see things that cannot be seen under high sanity values, but also maintain basic mental stability.
He no longer plans to take the initiative to kill students.
...But I didn’t expect that this girl would seek death herself and call him crazy.
But he is obviously normal.
After she ran to room three, he could only follow her, open the door and kill her.
Then, he saw Mo Yan, who also looked scared.
"…Do I look scary?"
Su Mingan was confused.
He felt that he was no different than usual, but these two were as afraid of him as a mouse when it saw a cat.
"..." Mo Yan froze on the spot, smiling awkwardly as if wanting to liven up the atmosphere:
"Ahahaha..." He smiled, very stiffly: "It's a bit...compared to the daytime."
"It's probably something that comes with being a doctor, something like a fear aura." Su Mingan said.
...His current sanity value is a full 62 points, how could it be abnormal?
More than him, he felt that players like Mo Yan had become too sensitive under high pressure and that they were abnormal.
They actually said he was crazy...they would run away like a rabbit when they saw him, and they would yell and look like they were startled...They were the ones who were crazy.
However, his identity should be exposed now.
Su Ming'an glanced at the closed wooden doors next to him. There was silence inside.
... He and Mo Yan communicated like this in the corridor with the door open. The sound was not blocked, and everyone in the door on both sides should have heard it.
They should all already know that he is a doctor.
But that doesn't matter.
The "doctor" only targets the file students every night, while others have no restrictions on him and can freely choose whether to kill him or not.
At night, the doctor seemed to have great bonuses, including night vision, a scalpel, and the aura of fear reflected in Mo Yan's mouth, which made the students unable to resist.
There was an eerie silence in the corridor at this time.
No player dared to open the door, and no one dared to make a sound in the room.
The wooden door of No. 3 was open, and the light leaked out in a circle.
He turned around and walked deeper into the corridor.
But this time, he didn't hear the pleading voice from behind.
The wooden door was always open, and the light faded away from him. As he walked up the stairs, he heard a dull sound of the door closing.
He stopped there for a moment, then continued walking up.
…
Su Mingan originally thought that The Sixth World was not a competitive dungeon, but more of a cooperative dungeon in which players jointly decrypted the code and then joined forces to escape.
However, when he killed the first student and saw the sanity level rising, he discovered the deep malice hidden behind the rules.
The scenes of the underworld during the day, electroshock therapy, and the copying of strange rules and regulations... are all designed to lower the player's sanity.
When the sanity value is lowered and players repeatedly experience hallucinations, they want to return to normal mentally quickly.
And to return to normal, you have to kill people.
...Killing students like them.
This resulted in that, during the day, due to the restrictions imposed by Baisha school rules, students lived in harmony with each other, as if there were no conflicts.
And at night...at night when there is no teacher to look after you, when the doctor is around, a fight between life and death is inevitable.
The doctor wants to execute the students, and the students also want to return to normal.
And it seemed that because of Xia Luoyang's "spiritual suggestion", he could still understand the strange writing even if his sanity level increased.
……Interesting.
Su Mingan raised his head and looked at the large classroom in front of him.
The floorboards creaked under his feet, and there was silence around him.
The large classroom, which was empty during the day, was now filled with people.
