Xin Zhixia curled her lips and smiled, looking very proud.
Only he knew that this smile was actually a bit far-fetched.
Analyzing from a logical level, I think this is a normal thing.
Remote area, extremely mysterious, hospital scene...
These tags are enough to make Mellie's Hospital a suitable setting for building a replica game.
Just like some popular check-in locations in the real world.
They all have their own characteristics, attracting people with the same interests and preferences.
However, from a psychological perspective, a shocking result can be obtained.
If you open a dungeon once, there will be about ten players; if you open a dungeon a hundred times, there will be thousands of players.
In the best case, the number of people who can clear the level is seven.
That's it, the limit is still seven people.
There must be at least three hundred people who fail.
The strength of the copy itself is neither high nor low.
Coupled with the intervention of NPCs and the originally mysterious and mysterious patients, the difficulty level is inevitably a bit higher.
In addition, there are character collapse values that make it difficult for players to move forward. Players who have been in a competitive relationship for a long time will always have internal fights.
What does this mean?
Adding up all kinds of factors, there are 500 players here, which is already the best.
Xin Zhixia looked past Mei Li at the scenery outside the window.
It was noon at this time, and the sun was a little dazzling.
When the light shines on the body, what rises is not warm warmth, but an unknown chill.
Directly towards her heart.
How many corpses were buried in the beautiful Meili Hospital?
Hospitals in the real world may not be able to treat the living, but hospitals in the dead space can only treat the dead.
Mei Li Hospital is really bent on obliterating players.
The gentle remarks made by both doctors and patients are purely illogical and misleading.
Xin Zhixia's eyes flashed, and then she put down her hands.
The slightly curled fingers trembled in an unknown corner.
“It’s an honor to be ranked third.”
There was a hint of pride in his gentle smile.
Mei Li smiled and nodded in agreement.
Then he said with unclear meaning: "It's just that this is the first time I've encountered a player who operates like you. It's really interesting, Ms. Simbaline."
Xin Zhixia clenched her hands into fists under the table, but had a sly smile on her face.
"Thank you, Dean Meili, for the compliment!"
Mei Li smiled and turned to Xiao Yi: "Please Xiao Yi, please send me some tea."
Xiao Yi hesitated to speak, but finally chose to follow the order and walked out.
There were only three people left in the waiting room.
Mei Li's expression became a little sad, and she explained calmly: "Originally, it was expected that the game would continue for many days. Therefore, Ningshen Tea is currently only prepared by special hospitals. We have really neglected our duty."
Xin Zhixia nodded thoughtfully, sensing something unusual in Mei Li's words.
Shangluca pushed up his glasses and looked at Xin Zhixia, as if he was asking what Ningshen tea is?
Xin Zhixia blinked and took out Youyun's words and explained them to Shanglue.
"As the name suggests, it is a tea that calms the mind and calms the mind."
Mellie covered her lips and laughed, and kindly added: "You must also know that as a patient carrier, your thinking will be affected to varying degrees. Even if you can get rid of it, the influence will not stop immediately. Ningshen Tea can effectively help you."
Xin Zhixia and Shang Lu stared at each other, then looked away at the same time.
At this time, the two people coincidentally had a new interpretation of their previous slightly unusual behavior.
Xin Zhixia couldn't help but review it again.
No wonder Phytolacca was so kind and provided so much information.
From this point of view, it is possible that the information is all true.
In the same way, perhaps because she has a variety of illnesses, she always feels baffled and suspects that the other party has other agendas.
Then... what was the reason why she suspected Meili Hospital just now? Or the idea of independence?
Xin Zhixia fell into a logic cycle.
Knowing you have a disease is more daunting than not knowing you have it.
You will start to doubt yourself involuntarily, so that you will be unable to make correct judgments. Even simple things such as what you say and do subconsciously will become difficult to carry out.
For example: when people are attacked, they will subconsciously defend themselves, or choose to counterattack.
When it comes to her, there are two more things to think about.
Is the attack on you true or false? It's okay if it's fake. If this is true, defense is sufficient if there is no intention to attack, and counterattack should be made if there is malicious attack.
But if the judgment is wrong and the truth is judged as false, it is no different than tying yourself up and sending it to the enemy.
Xin Zhixia couldn't help but frown and looked at Mei Li, looking a little dissatisfied.
"Although this sounds a bit irritating, I still want to say one more thing."
Mellie smiled gently, and her eyes showed a bit of curiosity.
It seems that he is very much looking forward to what Simba Lain means by expressing his anger.
Seeing that Mei Li was not displeased, Xin Zhixia felt relieved and complained.
"Isn't this a bit inconsistent with the logic of Dead Space? The dungeon has been completed. Why is there still residual influence when it comes to you?"
Meili showed a clear look, smiled slightly, and replied skillfully: "You can think of this as a unique reward of Meili Hospital."
The corners of Xin Zhixia's mouth twitched and she asked, "Reward?"
Mellie nodded heavily with an innocent look on her face.
Xin Zhixia: "..."
She had never heard of anyone whose rewards were torture.
But now that the matter was over, what she should be thinking about was how to solve it.
After making the decision, Xin Zhixia asked three questions.
"So, when will the disease be completely eliminated? Ningshen tea is medicine? How many courses of treatment do we need to take?"
In terms of tone, it was a proper "I am a patient and I am seriously questioning the doctor" sound.
However, the patient asked in detail and seriously, but the doctor's answer was somewhat vague.
Mei Li nodded her chin, raised her chin slightly, and replied thoughtfully: "Elimination depends on your physical condition. Ningshen tea is not considered medicine, so there is no treatment course."
Xin Zhixia couldn't let go of the breath she was holding in her chest, and looked sideways at Shang Lu, who had not spoken a word.
His crazy eyes signaled to the other party: This time it was time for him to take action to communicate with Mei Li.
Shanglu pushed up his glasses and shook his head helplessly.
"Dean Mei Li, where do the patients come from? From your exchange with Simba Lain, I think such patients must have existed. I have never seen it in other copies before. The initial patient's medical record said that the disease appeared It comes on suddenly, almost without warning, and there seems to be no treatment."
Hearing this, Xin Zhixia couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.
Unexpectedly, when Phytolacca opened his mouth, he asked not how to solve the situation, but the origin of the patient.
She didn't have much dungeon experience, so she just thought that the patient also belonged to the NPC world, which was a point on the non-physical level.
Now it seems that Phytolacca, as an old player, has a different perspective.
