I Am A Concept God! The Country Makes Me An Ancestor

Damn it, they couldn't describe how they felt at the moment!

Although these bosses are usually calm even in the face of death.

But now, their faces are full of shock!

His fingers were trembling involuntarily, his heartbeat was beating like a drum, and his body was unable to control itself until it froze in place.

As one of the big bosses, Wang Pingping.

He was always known for his calmness, but at the moment his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Wang Ping An tried to get rid of this fear and wanted to roar to give himself courage, but his voice was choked in his throat.

Next to her, Yu Linglong, a goddess who had always maintained elegance, was now hugging herself tightly, her legs so weak that they seemed to have no bones.

This fear is so pure and strong that it makes everyone feel powerless.

Only Ye Ren himself was unaware of it.

He walked towards Xiaoqian and placed the bloody blade across the neck of the once gentle head nurse, who had now turned into a struggling monster.

Ye Ren said to her softly:

"sorry……"

The blood blade cut through the air, creating a scarlet arc, and Xiaoqian's head was separated from her body.

At that moment, it was as if the whole world had stopped.

Xiaoqian's body trembled on the ground a few times, and then stopped moving.

Ye Ren withdrew the bloody blade, with grief remaining on his face.

He freed the tortured nurse Yu Xiaoqian, making all members of the team unbearable and confused.

People's previous dissatisfaction with him has turned into awe, and no one dares to bark at him anymore.

The six big bosses hiding in the dark couldn't help but whisper.

They marveled at the realm Ye Ren released when he pulled out the blood blade, the power that made them all freeze with fear.

Is this a concept level?

Originally, the big guys were a little skeptical about Ye Ren's files, but now they only have full confidence in him.

As Ye Ren and the others go deeper into the mental hospital, everything becomes more twisted.

The walls bear witness to unspeakable chaos—

Human flesh merges with metal, eyes embedded in pulsating tissue, mouths that scream silently.

Every deformed abyss creature defies logic, like a hybrid between nightmare and reality.

And these abyssal creatures are all bonded to the fleshy walls.

Ye Ren and Jiang Sui led the way in an orderly manner.

Others followed, their footsteps echoing through the decaying corridors, their faces growing paler.

"Come closer," Ye Ren whispered, "away from the wall."

Everyone nodded and glanced at the shadows in the corner.

Suddenly a rusty wheelchair lay across the corridor.

There are drawings drawn by children taped to the handles of the wheelchair, and a family photo is scattered on the floor.

Behind the wheelchair, Ye Ren found a survivor——

It was an old man curled up in a ball.

His eyes were empty and his skin clung to his bones.

He muttered vaguely to himself, holding two unopened fruit candies tightly in his hands.

"Help!"

Jiang Sui's pupils shrank and she quickly called on everyone to help the old man up.

The old man had a mental breakdown, huddled in his wheelchair and murmured inarticulately.

For a moment, he seemed to wake up a little.

"Help me..." he begged hoarsely, "Please, help me..."

Ye Ren's heart tightened.

Jiang Sui took out a shot of tranquilizer from her bag.

"Rest for a while, we will take you home." She said softly, and then injected the medicine into the old man.

"Xiao Liu, you take him out now, and the rest of us will continue to look for survivors with me."

A young man with a pale face walked out of the team. It was obvious that his sanity was on the verge of reaching its limit. He lit the ancient lamp of the abyss and pushed the old man in the wheelchair back to the surface world.

The rest of the people felt heavy in their hearts.

The longer you stay in the other world, the more serious the pollution will be. This is specifically related to people's will.

People with stronger wills will last longer, and vice versa.

After some searching.

Ye Ren actually rescued several survivors. They were very lucky. Although they were corrupted to varying degrees, at least they were still alive.

At this moment, Ye Ren's right eyelid suddenly beat violently.

"As the saying goes, if your left eye makes money, if your right eye jumps... go to the feudal superstition!"

He suddenly turned his head and looked behind him.

It was a dilapidated room with the door locked, as if it had been forgotten in the corner.

Everyone unconsciously ignored it, only Ye Ren was keenly aware of the abnormality.

"Did we check that place?"

"What?"

Jiang Sui frowned.

"Have you noticed that room?" Ye Ren asked.

"Which one?" Everyone stopped.

Then everyone's breathing seemed to stop for half a beat at this moment.

Because they found that everyone except Ye Ren instinctively ignored that room, even though it was so conspicuous.

Jiang Sui's eyes flickered, and her voice was low and full of uneasiness:

"Something's wrong. That room has an abnormal effect and can isolate our perception."

That room will reduce its own presence.

Only Ye Ren was a conceptual source of pollution, so he was able to ignore the abnormal effects caused by the room.

"Shall we go take a look?" Ye Ren asked.

Jiang Sui nodded.

"A room that allows others to forget it is perfect for storing secrets."

Everyone gathered in front of the old-looking door and tried to open it.

However, no matter how everyone tried to pick the door lock, the door did not move at all.

No matter whether it was knocked hard, hit, or even bullets were used, the door to the room was still closed.

"It can't be opened, Captain Jiang." One team member panted and wiped his sweat.

Everyone's expressions became embarrassed and depressed.

This door seems not to be bound by the laws of physics at all, and it cannot be opened no matter what.

At this moment, Ye Ren walked to the door.

"Then let me try..."

The members of the team subconsciously took a step back to give Ye Ren space.

The moment Ye Ren reached behind his back and held the bloody blade...

In an instant, there was a deep muffled sound from behind the door!

Then the door opened as if of its own accord.

What appeared before everyone's eyes was darkness.

"Shall we...go in...?"

someone asked in a low voice.

Facing the unknown darkness, everyone would be lying if they said they were not afraid.

"There should be a light switch."

Ye Ren said this deliberately, and then stretched his hand behind his back. Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden rattle in the dark room.

Dim light illuminated the structure of the room.

The walls curved and the floor undulated, as if pulled by some invisible force.

Lights hang from the ceiling, creating strange geometric patterns that cast onto the floor.

There is an old table in the center of the room, with an old computer and a period radio on it.

Some of the document covers on the table are faded and the writing is blurred.

The surrounding walls are covered with black and white photos, but the faces of the people in the photos are blurry, as if they have been erased by an eraser.

But the eyes in these photos are extremely clear and hollow, and even give people a vivid feeling.

There was a floor-to-ceiling mirror in the corner of the room, but it was broken.

Ye Ren approached the mirror and saw that his face was distorted under the broken lenses, and his distorted figure was shaking in it.