Fast time travel: The host takes his life and frantically teases and criticizes the villain

Patients who have returned to the ward are not allowed to go out again.

009 covered the surveillance of Cheng Yan's ward, so he would not be discovered anything he did inside.

The other players naturally have their own methods.

At this time, the game bracelet vibrated.

Cheng Yan's bracelet was bought in a private transaction at Infinite Paradise. After being transformed by 009, the player's name was changed to Cheng Yan.

The message came from a group created by several people in the morning.

[Lu Mingxu: We ate chocolate today, so it should be considered eating, right? 】

The rules say that everyone must eat every day, but there are no regulations on what to eat.

[Kong Xue: It should be considered. Chocolate can replenish physical strength, and there are no loopholes in the rules. 】

It was strange to say that the rules did not allow the concealment of contraband, but even though the chocolates and candies were taken out, there was no sound on the radio.

How does copy define contraband?

[Lu Mingxu: It’s nighttime soon. Mental hospitals are very dangerous at night, so everyone should be careful. 】

Cheng Yan took a look twice and turned off the bracelet.

Soon it was dinner time, and dinner was still one meat, two vegetarian dishes and a bowl of soup.

Cheng Yan handled the food as usual.

After a while, Nurse Lin came again pushing a medicine cart.

Cheng Yan glanced at it and saw that there were still thirteen pills, but there was an extra vial.

"The host, analyzed, is a tranquilizer and a small amount of hallucinogens."

"The roll call will be held at nine o'clock in the evening. Don't run around." Nurse Lin said solemnly.

Cheng Yan returned the medicine bottle to Nurse Lin and watched her leave.

"The effects of hallucinogens are supposed to kick in after dark."

Cheng Yan nodded. Tranquilizers are for patients who lose control during the day, so hallucinogens are related to the night.

Cheng Yan stood by the window and looked at the void in the distance. As the last light of the sky disappeared, the thick fog wrapped around like a snake and enveloped the entire ward.

The lights suddenly went out.

Cheng Yan's vision was unobstructed, and he saw that the originally white wall had turned pitch black at this moment, and the pungent burning smell made him wrinkle his nose uncomfortably.

The ward became dirty and messy.

Cheng Yan opened the door and the corridor was plunged into darkness. There was no light in the entire mental hospital.

Embers filled the air, and the smell of burning was suffocating.

This is……

A mental hospital after a fire?

After a while, the doors next door opened in unison.

?

Seventh floor.

Cheng Yan and He Qu stood in the corridor, surrounded by deathly silence.

Cheng Yan hooked his hand, took He Qu's hand, and walked forward.

The two stood in the first ward on the right. The observation window on the ward door was covered in ashes and nothing could be seen.

Cheng Yan put his hand on the door handle, turned it without turning it, and raised his eyebrows, "Locked."

He Qu fell into silence, the ward was locked, and the fire came, and the people inside could not be rescued and had to be burned alive.

Cheng Yan spent some effort to open the door and saw darkness. Fortunately, the two of them had good night vision and could see the scene in the ward at a glance.

The floor was covered with ashes, and except for the door panels, which were intact, everything was burned. This floor seemed to be more severely burned than the second floor.

Cheng Yan walked to the locker with only half of it left. Inside was a badly burned notebook, with only one line of writing on the paper remaining.

"She is not a human being..." He Qu read out the above content.

Cheng Yan picked up a piece of paper and ashes and rubbed it on his fingertips for a while, "The current mental hospital should be within 24 hours after the fire."

He Qu looked around and said, "There are no bodies."

Cheng Yan focused his attention on the words again, "Who is she referring to? Li Niannian?"

Li Niannian is the mission target, and the clues seen here will tend to point to Li Niannian.

At this moment, there was a "bang" and an object fell to the ground.

The two of them looked at the thing that fell by the window at the same time. It was a dark stick-shaped object.

Cheng Yan raised his head and looked at the ceiling. There was only darkness above.

The decision was made immediately, "It's her, but it's not her."

What Cheng Yan thought of, He Qu naturally thought of it too.

This judgment uses the "moving, coming, true, false, virtual, and real" in external responses.

If an object falls, it is moving or coming. If the object is visible, its shape is real or real. When you look up, you only see black but not its shape, which is virtual or false.

Li Niannian is in the mental hospital now, and they will see him soon, but this Li Niannian is fake.

Suddenly, there was a slight ripple in the air.

The two of them turned around at the same time and heard a "bang" sound as the door closed.

The temperature in the ward seemed to be getting colder.

"Are you looking for me?"

The sinister voice contained a hint of a creepy smile.

An invisible sense of oppression enveloped the whole body.

Cheng Yan felt as if a thousand pounds of weight were pressing down on his body, and it became difficult to even raise his hands.

"Coming in without permission is offensive."

Cheng Yan looked to his right. Although he couldn't see the other person, he could feel that the other person was standing here.

"Haha." The other party chuckled, "It's more interesting than expected."

In the darkness, a figure slowly appeared.

He Qu took a closer look and saw the other person's blond hair and blue eyes, and immediately recognized that this was the man who had talked to Chu Yu in the activity area during the day.

This person felt different from all other NPCs, and the players who saw him on the scene paid a few glances.

Unexpectedly, he turned out to be a patient on the seventh floor.

According to the group of NPCs who played ball during the day, the patients on the 4th to 7th floors were only able to leave the ward for one day each.

Patients on the 7th floor can only come out on Sundays.

But he is clearly not restricted.

Is it because the dean can't control him, or is he disguised on another floor?

"Now that you're here, let's stay."

The blond man's lips curved into a sick smile.

He slowly raised his hand and pressed it down with tens of thousands of times of weight.

The two boys in front of him didn't know the heights of the sky. As his hands slowly pressed down, their knees became more and more bent.

After a while, under his gravity, the two of them could only squat on the ground, unable to even straighten their waists.

Cheng Yan glanced around and caught a glimpse of the black "wooden stick" on the ground. He took it out of thin air with his fingertips. When he got it, he realized that it was a hand bone.

He tightened his strength on his hand, and saw that the man's face changed drastically, and the strength gathered in his hand could not help but withdraw a little.

He Qu took advantage of this breather and immediately walked around behind the man.

His steps were weird, and the man didn't even see his movements clearly. He just relied on his body's conditioned reflexes to narrowly avoid the attack.

On the other side, Cheng Yan held a slaying sword and severely split his gravity, approaching his life gate.

The man's pupils shrank, and he immediately changed his body shape and moved to the other corner of the ward.

Unfortunately, it was too late, as the overwhelming sword energy had already surrounded him heavily.

After a few stabs, the man was stained in many places.

The injury reduced his agility slightly, but when he turned around, a rope was wrapped around his waist, binding him tightly.

"Stop struggling, the Immortal Binding Rope is designed to capture ghosts."

He Qu tied a knot and reminded him kindly.

"Warning, warning, players He Qu, Cheng Yan, Xu Cang, and Kong Xue are carrying contraband. The difficulty of the dungeon has been upgraded. Countdown preparation, 3, 2, 1..."

The broadcast came at an unexpected time. As the countdown ended, the ward door banged, but no one paid attention.

The man - Qi Lu glanced at the rope that tied him up, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "You are so rude."

"You have to be polite with NPCs, why are you playing a dungeon?" Cheng Yan played with his sword, not knowing who was offended in the first place.

"NPC?" Qi Lu's expression turned ugly, as if the word touched his nerves.

Cheng Yan turned the amputated hand bone and waved it in front of Qi Lu, "Yours?"

Qi Lu didn't answer, but the disgust in his eyes already gave the answer.

"Is that... Li Niannian's?" He Qu raised his eyebrows.

Qi Lu raised his eyes in surprise and smiled for a long time, his blue pupils shining with light.

He said: "Let's talk about cooperation?"