"Then are you still looking for the entrance to the dungeon?" Xu Huo asked.
"Of course we have to look for it." Sima Xiaoer said: "In a place as big as the hospital, we will find it sooner or later. There will be no danger before the dungeon starts."
Xu Huo reminded: "At least find it before the end of the month. Some players have not completed this month's dungeon. If they are stuck here, they will be sent to a high-difficulty random dungeon in the future."
Sima Xiaoer nodded repeatedly, "I'll go tell them right now!"
After saying that, the person ran away in a hurry.
Xu Huo watched his back disappear at the door of the building before looking away. He looked up at the large steel characters "Seventeenth Hospital" on the roof of the building. He narrowed his eyes slightly. After a while, these characters gradually became blurry and transparent. Soon it was completely invisible.
Nothing has changed about the building.
He raised his eyebrows and then returned to the building. Along the way, he kept seeing doctors leading different people in. Some patients cried before they could say anything when they saw the visitors, and some begged their families to let them be discharged. They promise not to get sick again.
"Xu Huo!" Yu Qingqing came over with a smile on her face, "Your parents and your brother are coming to see you tonight."
Xu Huo suddenly stopped and looked at her with a cold expression.
Yu Qingqing was startled, and immediately put her hands behind her back and called to other nurses.
Several male nurses on the same floor noticed her movements and approached her in unison.
Xu Huo looked relaxed, "Everyone else is doing it during the day, why am I doing it at night?"
"So that's what you're doing." Yu Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief, "Your brother just came back from abroad and seems to be very busy. He can only make time tonight."
Xu Huo was very conscious. He knew that Xu Zhi was dead. Even if he saw Xu Zhi in the hospital, it was just his fantasy.
This hospital may not be the location of the replica, but it can undoubtedly affect a person's mental state.
The "real world" he saw after escaping, the "family" he sent to the hospital for treatment, and the "relatives" he visited were all steps to destroy his own spiritual world.
The most certain and deep-rooted cognition has been overturned. Everyone will start to doubt themselves. The people who come in are affected to some extent. The worse the person's condition, the better this mental hospital seems to be.
"Xu Huo?" Yu Qingqing waved her hand in front of his eyes.
"I want to change my clothes." Xu Huo said and walked to his ward. After entering, he opened his closet, which contained a complete set of new clothes and shoes.
After changing out of his hospital gown, he went to the reception room.
It was already dark by this time.
Father Xu and Ms. Fang were leaning against each other. Their eyes turned red when they saw him. Xu Zhi stood aside, looking much more mature and experienced than Xu Huo remembered.
"You haven't shaved." Xu Huo pointed at Xu Zhi's chin.
Xu Zhi smiled and said, "I've been so busy these days that I haven't had time to tidy up my appearance, but you've tidied up quite cleanly, which is good."
A few people sat down, and Ms. Fang first asked him how he was doing in the hospital, whether he was in a good mood, and whether he had enough food to eat. She also took out a large bag of clothes that she had prepared in advance.
Xu Huo took the things and turned to Xu Zhi, "I heard that you went abroad. What are you doing now?"
"It's not a serious job, it's just giving people lessons here and there." Xu Zhi looked very tired, "I still want to open a research institute and do it myself. When working for others, I have to listen to others. It's neither free nor comfortable."
"It's good to do it yourself. Are you short of money?" Xu Huo asked.
Xu Zhi smiled and said, "If I am short of money, can I still ask you for it?"
"Don't worry, I'm not short of money, and neither is my family. My parents and I are fine, but I miss you a little. You stay here well, and I'll pick you up after a while. Then our whole family will be together Go on a road trip.”
Xu Huo stretched out his hand towards him.
"What is this?" Xu Zhi looked at him strangely.
"Did you bring the key?" Xu Huo asked.
Xu Huo's expression slowly changed, his gentle smile disappeared, and he was a little sad in his coldness. He asked, "Can't you live a normal life? Your parents are looking forward to your return home."
"Whether my family is together or apart, we are still family, and it will not change because of whether I am normal or not." Xu Huang took back, "I have been thinking about your appearance when you were shot over the years, and you left without leaving a word. My mother has been depressed for two years and my father divorced and went abroad. My father also has a new family. It seems that we are all moving forward, but this article will never be over."
"Now I have the opportunity to turn over this article."
Xu Zhi cried, and slowly took out a key from his bag and put it on the table, "Xu Huo, don't forget me."
"No." Xu Huo picked up the key, and the door appeared in front of him again. He stepped onto the spiral staircase again and began to speed down.
Soon, the first person appeared, then the second, and then the third.
The three people followed him, and then disappeared one after another without catching up with anyone. After a while, the process repeated again.
It was like this for a full twenty-four hours before he reached the bottom of the tower. This time the round tower was not as bright as the last time. In the dimness, the black sheet on the round table was enlarged, and the playing cards, bloody dagger and white-shell book were all visible. It looks dim.
Xu Huo walked over and sat down, placing his hands on the table. The white-shell book first lit up.
After a few minutes, the black flakes shrank. At the same time, the inside of the tower also began to brighten. The light became dazzling for a time. He subconsciously closed his eyes, but when he opened them again, there were three more chairs beside the round table, and the chairs were sitting on them. Three mannequin-like shadows, three black figures without facial contours, all turned to look at him.
Xu Huo did not speak, but tried to open the book in front of him, but failed to open it.
After a stalemate for half an hour, one of the figures raised his playing cards and asked him, "What suit do you think this is?"
A voice exactly like his own, but with a slightly higher pitch and a teasing tone.
"Heart." Xu Huo answered his question.
The playing cards were put back on the table, this time facing up. It was an "Ace of Hearts", but the color on it was visibly melted away.
Xu Huo frowned, and the figure behind the playing cards disappeared.
The second figure picked up the dagger and said in a flat and emotionless voice: "Whose blood?"
"Xu Zhi's."
The figure stabbed himself in the chest with a dagger, and then disappeared.
In the end, only a figure and the black sheet in front of him were left.
The third figure did not ask questions, but patted the black sheet. What was originally placed on the table like paper suddenly turned into a shadow and spread quickly, submerging everything including the round tower and the spiral staircase, leaving only Xu Huo and The white-shelled book in front of him.
Xu Huo couldn't see himself. He could only see the book in front of him, so he reached out and took it.
