Infinite Sims

Chapter 300 Good Brother and Filial Son

"Eighteen layers of hell, derived from the underworld where ghosts are punished in myths and legends."

"It is said that each of the [-] levels of hell is more terrifying than the next, and the first three levels are named Tongue Pulling Hell, Scissors Hell, and Iron Tree Hell."

Jiang Ren stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, holding a telescope, looking at the hospital building in the distance.

The number of floors and height of the building he was in was much higher than that of that hospital, so that he could clearly see the situation in some wards.

The ward he observed was precisely Yi Xin's.

"On the first day, tongue-pulling hell."

"The tongue seems to be pulled out one by one, and when the base of the tongue is also pulled out, a new tongue will grow in the body within a few minutes, and then continue the previous steps, repeating itself."

"The next day, in addition to pulling out the tongue, there was an extra layer of hell scissors hell."

"It's as if hundreds of invisible scissors cut off the fingers and toes bit by bit, including the flesh and bones."

"On the third day, that is, today, there is another layer of Hell Iron Tree Hell."

"The skin will be picked in by invisible sharp blades, and the skin and flesh will be separated inch by inch until the skin of the whole body is picked off, and then start again."

In Jiang Ren's view, Yi Xin in the ward was bleeding profusely all over his body, but he stubbornly survived.

Because while being injured, his body is also recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Half of the energy supply for this recovery ability comes from the fate post, and the other half comes from Yi Xin's own life source.

Among them, the extraction of the source of life cannot be said to be drastic.

Even if Yi Xin cancels the fate post immediately, Jiang Ren, who has consumed a small amount of life essence in those few days, will age at a very slow rate, and life is like death.

Chen Zhi's condition quickly attracted medical staff.

After a while, he was transferred from the ward to the operating room with more complete rescue equipment.

"At this point, even if you don't care about me, I can survive today."

"But it must be that, it seems to be a little bit less interesting."

Yi Xin smiled, and a white fate card appeared: "Just let you help him, go, do what he wants to do."

The fate post was automatically opened, and the content inside was exactly the same as what Jiang Ren saw that day.

That was the original copy of this cursed fate note.

It was through the fate post that Yi Xin was able to place the punishment on Jiang Ren within the limits of distance and space.

As Yi Xin poured new energy into the life post, Jiang Ren, who was being rescued, came up quickly, did he stop yelling.

"Today is the eighth day..."

Jiang Ren recalled the experience of those few days.

There is a rest, it is a day and night of joy, and I hate that I have to die immediately.

However, the weak recovery ability that came from nowhere made it difficult for me to die, resulting in a very small damage to my spirit, and I am not on the verge of collapse yet.

"Come on, he'll be fine."

Seeing that my mood had stabilized, the doctor who was retreating and resuscitating immediately encouraged me.

Jiang Ren looked at each other warmly, nothing but disdain in his heart.

From the first day in Nama, I came to the best hospital in the city.

But so far, although not many doctors who are called experts have seen it, but no one can solve my problem, and even lose weight.

Right now, I just want to die slowly.

And after death, I don't have a thing I really want to do.

"Why?!"

"Why do the seven of you have anything?!"

Jiang Ren is willing, very willing.

Thinking about whether the seven companions did too many bad things, but in the end, only myself was rewarded, it made me very psychologically balanced.

Whether the rescue had any effect, Jiang Ren was pushed back to the ward again.

I drove away the nurse who was taking care of me immediately, and asked my mother to call the seven companions who were leaving school, saying that there was nothing important to tell us, and that we must come as quickly as possible.

half an hour ago.

Seven people from Jia Shenhai came to the door of the ward.

"They said, Jiang Ren has nothing to do with you?"

"I guess I'm going to die slowly, I have to give you my last words."

"Yes, is it so miserable?"

Several people gathered at the door and discussed loudly, with a little bit of sympathy and pity on their faces, and a hint of schadenfreude, as well as a hint of emotion.

If Jiang Ren's experience must be carried out under someone else's body, what expression will this person show?

We didn't expect much.

When Jia Shenhai heard what we said, his face became hot.

Seeing this, the other eight people immediately shut their mouths and smiled awkwardly.

"If you want to know something, you will know when you step back."

Jia Shenhai opened the door and retreated in, looking at Jiang Ren who was wrapped up like a mummy under the hospital bed, with only eyes and mouth exposed, the solemn look on his face became even more serious.

I am not sympathetic to Jiang Ren's experience.

It was because he was afraid that the horrible punishment that hadn't been cured in eight days would suddenly fall on him, which would be wonderful.

The eight people in front also walked into the ward, and asked with a smile: "Chen Zhi, how is he feeling now? Is he feeling better?"

"Cough cough!"

Jiang Ren coughed out a chunk of his tongue, and said clearly, "They're here, are they all here?"

Jia Shenhai came to the bedside: "All seven of you are here."

Jiang Ren said healthily and forcefully: "You feel like you are dying."

Jia Shenhai frowned: "Don't be discouraged, his condition is very ordinary. Your father contacted a small hospital in the capital. The expert team we sent will arrive tonight at the latest. The team is led by a doctor with no medical ability. Doctor, I will be able to cure him."

Jiang Ren murmured, "A doctor from the capital?"

Jia Shenhai nodded, and then said: "His mother said that he has nothing important to tell you, let him tell you, and you all listen, there is nothing you need help with, so please be polite."

The other eight people nodded: "Yes, yes, you are brothers, so let him talk if he has nothing to do."

Although what we think and what we say are exactly the same, but that does not prevent us from saying a few good words, right and left, and wastes a few drops of saliva.

And there must be nothing that needs help, so we will agree to come up.

As for whether you will do it and when you will do it, it depends on your mood.

"Thank you, they are very nice."

Chen Zhi's bloodshot eyes moved, and he looked at the seven people beside the bed, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, showing a slightly horrified smile: "Can they accompany you to die?!"

"what did he say?"

Jia Shenhai and the others all thought they heard it wrong.

"You said... can they accompany you to die?"

Chen Zhi hurriedly sat up with his lower body.

The bandage wrapped around his body split and fell down quietly, revealing the bloody, bumpy body above, and a ferocious and terrifying face.

Blood was like water droplets, falling from the densely packed wounds, quickly forming a large puddle on the buttocks.

"Is he out of his mind? If you want you to accompany him to die, why the hell is he pissing on himself? Is he worthy? How many times does he deserve!"

Except for Jia Shenhai, the eight people in the sea reacted, and their expressions changed immediately, and they turned on the mocking mode, and there was no more warmth from just now.

Did Jia Shenhai speak? I felt that Jiang Ren was wrong, so I quietly walked towards the door.

Jiang Ren opened his bloody mouth: "Did they say they would help you?"

"Stupid, you lied to him."

"Damn, if you call him brother, does he really think it's your brother?"

"Don't talk to that mentally retarded person with brain problems, bad luck!"

All eight showed disgusted expressions, and looked at Jiang Ren with love in their eyes.

It must be because my body is full of blood, and we wanted to get our clothes dirty, so we had to refrain from doing it a long time ago.

"Why did the door open? Jiang Ren, what did he do?"

Jia Shenhai's voice came from the front, and I saw me standing by the door, banging my body on the door with a little force.

But the strange thing is that the door, which seemed to open at the first impact, seemed to move like a wall, and did not make the slightest sound due to the impact.

"What can you do? You just want them to die with you."

Jiang Ren felt a wave of energy gushing out of his body, filling him who had been healthy for several days. At the same time, a feeling of hunger and thirst emerged in his heart, making my eyes twitch between Jia Shenhai's throats, and my nose twitching. He twitched twice: "You can smell it, it's the smell of fried pork chops."

In the last moment, I jumped out.

10 minutes ago.

The ward returned to silence.

Jiang Ren looked at the terrified broken corpses under the seven faces of the underground, and fell into deep thought: "Did you forget something?"

"Daxin, is he okay? Mom heard inside..."

Xu Nana pushed the door open, saw her son standing in a pool of blood, and the seven people lying on the ground, her words subconsciously stopped.

"You remember what you forgot!"

Jiang Ren smiled ferociously, and rushed towards his mother: "Mom, your good mother, how can you forget her?"

(End of this chapter)