The villain, the devil, he got the wrong script

Chapter 70 Don't Look Back 11
His eyes fell on Su Wanyue, "The number of people in the live broadcast room has not yet reached [-]. If it fails to meet the stipulations in the contract, it will be considered a breach of contract."

Su Wanyue's heart sank slightly. As Yu Zhe said, if she couldn't complete the task and get the survival index, once the survival index became 0, she would die.

Yu Zhe looked at the three of them as if watching a play, "What should I do? Do I want to continue the live broadcast? Or, waste time here?"

The male anchor was irritated by his words, and suddenly rushed up and grabbed his collar, "Don't be so weird here, either, you can find a way to rescue them for me, or you can go out and find the director now, and we will take care of it." Live broadcast until the task is completed."

Yu Zhe patted his hand off, and then patted the non-existent ashes on his body, "It's useless, they can't come out anymore. Even if the door is opened, the patients won't allow them to come out."

"Patients?" the photographer asked in a surprised tone.

"As the rumors say, it is not so easy for those who come in to get out."

"how about you?"

"Me?" He smiled slightly, stepped forward, whispered in the photographer's ear, and said, "Since I came in, I never thought about going out."

"Everyone, the number of people in the live broadcast room is decreasing now." Yu Zhe raised his head, showing his true face, "In this case, let's play a game."

"Let me be the referee. You are the prey. As for the hunters, of course they are the patients."

The surrounding objects suddenly shook violently, and the wall skin peeled off and fell.

The ghosts seemed to let out wild cheers.

Yu Zhe tilted his head and looked at the three of them, "Then, now, the game begins."

As soon as the words fell, Su Wanyue felt something popping out from the ground, wrapping her ankles coldly, and going upwards.

"Fuck! What is this?!" The male anchor jumped anxiously.

A pool of black viscous liquid appeared on the ground, and a hand protruded from it. Then, gradually, a head wrapped in liquid popped out, followed by a body.

The photographer said: "Let's go!"

The three just left the place.

The pitch-black liquid behind him crawled out in the shape of a person, holding a huge ax in its hand.

Yu Zhe backed away to the side.

"Damn, what is this?! Yu Zhe, are you fucking going to die?!"

"I'm just a referee, responsible for fair judgment."

The male anchor cursed, seeing that he was falling behind, he hurriedly caught up with Su Wanyue and the photographer.

"What should I do?! Do you want to be chased like this all the time?"

"Why are you still in the mood to record a DV?"

The photographer's tone was calm: "I don't have a flashlight, so I can't see the road clearly. I can only watch the road through the DV."

As soon as he finished speaking, the male anchor didn't see the object on the ground in front of him. He tripped and fell down without warning.

"Fuck!"

His eyes widened, and soon he was about to fall face-to-face, and someone grabbed his arm.

is a photographer.

"Be careful."

"We look for opportunities to fight back."

The male anchor was still in shock, and followed him closely, waiting for the other party's instructions.

Su Wanyue, who had been chased by monsters, was used to this kind of chase battle. She said to the other two, "There is a fork in the road ahead."

Photographer: "Left, go to the courtyard."

"It's chasing very closely!"

"Throw away your flashlights."

"Throw it away?! What are you kidding, what if it can be used later?"

"It's useless now, and it won't be useful in the future. Should I die or need a flashlight?"

The male anchor immediately obeyed, "Throw it! It must be fatal!"

"Throw it back." The photographer reminded him.

There were two muffled sounds behind him.

They knew it was a hit.

The three ran into a barbed wire fence, and the photographer closed the door behind his back.

"Go through the door over there."

The male anchor ran away first, but Su Wanyue stopped suddenly.

"what are you going to do?"

"Don't worry about me, you go first."

She was silent for a moment, and when she met his eyes for a moment, something seemed to open up in her heart, but then it turned into a thick fog, and finally she only said two words, "Be careful."

The photographer nods.

When Su Wanyue went in, she left the door open for him.

Watching the figure leave the courtyard, the photographer suddenly took off his mask, took a deep breath, and sighed, "It's really unexpected..."

……

The male anchor ran halfway and suddenly found himself alone. He stopped and waited for a while, and Su Wanyue arrived afterward.

"Why are you the only one? Where's Liang She?"

"He wants to stay and temporarily block that thing, which is to buy us time."

The male anchor said, "Are you kidding me? Buy us time? Run away? Then what should he do? He's going to kill himself, right? That thing is obviously menacing, so it's not easy to provoke."

"No, I'm going back to find him!"

Su Wanyue stopped him, "What are you doing? He bought us time, hoping that we could find a chance to deal with that monster."

"Us? To deal with that monster?" He sneered, with a look of tears and laughter, "It's just us, how is it possible? How is it possible..."

"Yu Zhe is really nothing, we are definitely going to die here..."

Su Wanyue looked at him dejectedly, and she was also in a bad mood. The photographer looked at her clearly with trust, but what should she do to live up to his trust?
"That monster was created by the patients, it should be an undead entity."

The male anchor looked sleepy, "If you want to eliminate it, you must first eliminate those lunatics. As the saying goes, curing a disease is to cut off its root cause. However, those lunatics are already ghosts, how should ghosts deal with them? Haven’t heard of it? Draw a talisman?”

"I don't know how to draw symbols."

"I don't know how, and I'm not a quack priest. No one can do this kind of thing casually."

Su Wanyue leaned against the wall, and said slowly: "It is said that the things that were feared in life are still the same after death. After we came here, did we see the dean and the doctor?"

"This hospital is abandoned, so there are no directors and doctors—" the male anchor suddenly reacted, and looked at her suspiciously, "You mean, the director and doctor who are dead? But rumors are still rumors , whether the last dean and those doctors are dead or alive, we don't know."

"Go to the dean's office and the doctor's duty room. If you guess correctly, their ghosts should appear at the same time as the patient, but they may not be in the same space."

"Okay." The male anchor suddenly felt hopeful, and went to the dean's room with Su Wanyue.

(End of this chapter)