Chapter 162

The rapid panting of several people echoed in the dark corridor.

Although the chasing battle has come to an end for the time being, no one has let down their vigilanceaccording to their previous experience, the ringing of the bell means the change of the internal and external world, and also the arrival of danger.

Wen Jianyan was even more vigilant, and his body muscles tensed up instinctively.

After all, he clearly knows that [alienation] in the dungeon is definitely not a good thing.

Several people gathered together cautiously, waiting in the dark.

However, nothing happens.

The walls and corridors have not deformed, everything is the same as when the bell rang, and there is no dangerous-looking person rushing out of the darkness.

"Perhaps... because there are not many patients on this floor?"

One of them guessed.

After all, the sixth floor is mainly the treatment room, director's room, and reference room. Obviously, the patient density here should be the lowest in the entire Ping An Sanatorium.

Perhaps that's why they haven't been drawn into anyone's psyche.

"Where's the doctor?"

"He's not a patient, he shouldn't have a spiritual world, right?"

Wen Jianyan shook his head, although his breath was unsteady, he still said firmly:

"He has."

If he didn't, it would be impossible for him to know what happened in Edward's spiritual world so clearly. Although this guy is covered with a layer of seemingly gentle human skin, he is not much more normal than other high-risk patients.

"Then... maybe it was the time when we entered the laboratory that he happened to be on a medical visit?"

Huangmao guessed.

Wen Jianyan: "..."

He lowered his eyes and didn't answer.

This possibility is not impossible, but...

For some reason, Wen Jianyan always felt that everything was not that simple.

The important thing is that he can't reveal the fact that he learned about the alienation of the dungeononly the anchors who have a direct relationship with the increase in plot offset will receive the countdown to alienation.

Exposing this point is equivalent to becoming a target of public criticism. What's worse, he himself is not completely clear about how he created the plot deviation.

It would be extremely unwise to expose yourself under such circumstances.

The best way now is to be vigilant, wait until the vision becomes obvious, and then put forward your own guesses logically.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, raised her eyes, and said:

"Do you still remember the nurse at the stairs?"

Several people were startled, with serious expressions on their faces: "Of course."

This is the first time after they rang the bell, they still saw the presence of NPCs other than hunters in the dungeon.

"In short, I think the bell this time is different from the past."

Wen Jianyan said calmly.

"The difficulty of the copy will increase with time. No matter whether it is in the mental world of a patient or not, we should be more vigilant."

Luce and the others nodded heavily.

"Well."

At this moment, there was an indistinct whimper from the ground.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.

Su Xiangxiang has a tendency to wake up.

On that pale face, the eyelids trembled, and then slowly opened, as if they didn't know where they were, showing a dazed expression.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but immediately covered his throat in pain, and coughed violently.

Obviously, it was strangled by Wen Jianyan's rude action of dragging him by the collar just now.

In addition, Su Cheng felt that every part of his body was in pain, as if he had been run over by a big truck, his bones were smashed to pieces, and the wound on his palm was also throbbing with heat.

He stared at the irregular wound in his palm that was scratched by glass shards, with a shocked expression, as if he couldn't remember how it was made.

Lu Si and the others watched Su Cheng who was lying on the ground vigilantly.

Obviously, the opponent's backstab without warning left a deep psychological shadow on them.

Wen Jianyan exchanged a bottle of painkiller and threw it to him.

Su Cheng unscrewed the bottle and poured it in one breath. After filling a bottle, he seemed much better, and said hoarsely, "Thank you."

Wen Jianyan glanced at Lu Si at the side without any trace, knelt down and asked:

"Do you remember anything?"

A dazed look appeared on Su Cheng's face: "We... aren't we going to the laboratory? I remember that Lu Si took out the bottle and started to corrode the keyhole, and then..."

"Then?" Wen Jianyan asked.

Su Cheng was silent for a while, then shook his head: "I don't remember."

Sure enough, it was the same as before.

After finding Su Cheng in the confinement room, the other party answered in the same way.

He didn't have the memory of being manipulated into the dungeon and attacking the nurse madly.

Wen Jianyan patted him on the shoulder and said, "You must have been controlled by something in that laboratory. Don't worry, I'll inject you with the antidote, and you should be fine."

The subject of the oracle is easily brushed aside.

Mentioning the hostile guild in the dungeon, and this guild is still the largest guild in Nightmare, is simply an act of suicide. Maybe their temporary teammates will have evil thoughts in their hearts and regard them as a stepping stone to please the oracle.

It is best to plant this matter to the copy mechanism in advance.

Su Cheng was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood what Wen Jianyan meant.

He nodded and said in a hoarse voice, "...Okay, thank you."

He looked at Lu Si and the others, and asked hesitantly, "Did I do anything during the time when I lost my memory?"

Wen Jianyan looked away.

It's nothing, it's just that they almost wiped out their entire army.

Luce stared at him for a few seconds, as if he was weighing something.

Shao Yao tugged at his sleeve.

After a long time, Luce let out a long breath and seemed to accept the explanation: "It's nothing, it's all over."

After all, no one can guarantee that he will never be recruited in the dungeon.

Although this cannot be said to be Su Cheng's fault, but Luce is not a saint. He was almost killed by a temporary teammate who was not a member of his team. It is impossible to say that he has no resentment in his heart.

However, Wen Jianyan dragged back all the team members who were almost at a dead end by himself. This almost turned the tide, and it was enough to offset the losses caused by Su Cheng.

Coupled with the information that Shao Yao told him before...

After weighing the pros and cons, Luce finally decided to let go of the past and continue to maintain the current cooperative relationship with the other party.

Wen Jianyan curled the corner of her lower lip indiscriminately.

He stretched out his hand and pulled Su Cheng up from the ground: "Get up, I really don't want to drag you to escape."

"That's right."

Huang Mao nodded vigorously, with a look of lingering fear on his face: "You are really too heavy."

Su Cheng: "..."

There was a shy expression on his face, and he said in a low voice: "Hug, I'm sorry, the dessert made of cockscombs is so delicious, I accidentally..."

Although there are many dangers in the dungeon, life and death are on the line, but due to the addition of Ji Guan in the team, after entering the nightmare, Su Cheng not only did not lose weight, he actually gained two catties.

The atmosphere was unusually relaxed.

Wen Jianyan quietly let the relaxed atmosphere spread for a few seconds, then looked straight, and said:

"Let's go, since we've already come here, why not take the opportunity to explore, maybe we can find something useful."

After all, what they had in front of them was the dean's office and the reference room. According to common sense, there should be key information that is very closely related to the dungeon.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Luce: "We'd better act together."

No one wants to experience the disastrous consequences of the last separate operation.

Wen Jianyan has no objection.

"Let's go, first go to the reference room to look for it."

Wen Jian said.

He was very concerned about the uroborus marked on the iron plate outside the laboratory, but due to the situation, Wen Jianyan had to leave at that time.

Maybe in the reference room, there may be some clues related to the abandoned laboratory.

Perhaps it is because there is an iron door that can only be accessed by swiping the card outside, and the door of the reference room is not locked, and it can be opened with a push.

There was a smell of old books and dust.

Wen Jianyan fumbled for the location of the light switch.

Just a click, and the light came on.

The data room in front of me is very large, with rows of iron shelves full of thick file folders and materials, which are displayed under the gradually turned on electric lights, and the edge cannot be seen at a glance.

"Look for them separately." Wen Jianyan said.

After all, in a room, if someone finds a clue or encounters an accident, raise your voice and shout, and others can come quickly.

The crowd dispersed, entered between different bookshelves, and rummaged through piles of old papers.

Wen Jianyan raised her eyes and scanned the bookshelf in front of her.

Rows of documents were neatly listed in it, and he took out one and started to read it.

The above is the patient list. Although the paper looks very old, the text on it can still be clearly recognized - photos, lives, diseases, symptoms, and other necessary information for admission.

Wen Jianyan glanced at the date.

Oddly, there is no date.

He frowned, raised his hand and pulled out another medical record book again.

Still no date.

The third, the fourth, the fifth...

Wen Jianyan randomly selected different medical record books from different positions on the shelf, and there was no date in each book.

strangeness

Wen Jianyan frowned, with a thoughtful look on his face.

At this moment, Huangmao's voice came from not far away: "Ah! I have experiment records here!"

Wen Jianyan cheered up, pushed the roster back into the shelf, and walked quickly in the direction of the voice.

"Squeak"

The door to the treatment room was pushed open from the inside.

The meticulously dressed doctor stood inside the door, with his slender fingers resting on the doorknob, a pair of light green eyes half-squinted behind the lens, staring blankly at the messy corridor in front of him.

Most of the corridor has been covered by scarlet flesh, wriggling on the walls and the ground as if alive, stretching out like tentacles, as if looking for something.

"Tsk."

As if he saw something dirty, Dr. Reese frowned indistinctly, with a disgusted look on his face, he turned his head to look in the direction of the laboratory, and smacked his tongue impatiently.

"This guy was actually released."

Dr. Reiss turned his head and looked at the closed iron gate not far away, raising his eyebrows in surprise.

Could it be that

He seemed to have reacted suddenly, was startled, and raised his hand to touch the pocket of his coat

It was empty.

After a short silence, Dr. Race suddenly laughed, and a look that almost sighed in his green eyes.

"Well then, good luck."

If it was him, maybe he could really find something.