I contracted the bed for the full escape game

The way Long Jingguang looked at the doctor knew it was going to be bad.

really!

The doctor slapped his thigh, and said to Longjing very sadly: "My poor little devil, you must have never eaten anything good since you were a child! Let me tell you! Our wings are no match for chicken wings What? Our wings are much better than chicken wings! Only stupid humans would like to eat that kind of thing!"

Longjing: "..."

I have been eating for almost 20 years, thank you.

"But it's troublesome to keep this thing. If you don't pay attention, it's easy to tear off the wings and use them for barbecue. We demons have weak willpower. It's better to cut off the real wings as soon as possible. In case you go to work one day When I flew over, I couldn't control myself and tore off the wings and grilled them. Just imagine, if you still have a bottle of cumin beside you... Tsk tsk tsk, the consequences are simply unimaginable!" The doctor agreed. Concentratingly collected the saliva around his mouth.

Long Jing stared at the doctor's wings in a daze, but did not avert his gaze.

Following Longjing's line of sight, the doctor finally saw his own fake wings.

He was stunned for a second, as if thinking of something, he immediately introduced him more enthusiastically: "Don't worry about the inconvenience after losing your wings, this prosthetic wing is very convenient. As long as you wear it on your body, rely on your own demons The bloodline can activate the control, and it will definitely not add other burdens to you."

Before he finished speaking, the doctor took off his prosthetic wings, and he explained the power principle and special structure of the prosthetic wings to Longjing quite calmly and reliably.But all this can't hide the new bald little wings on his back, pink, with only sporadic down-like feathers.

so ugly.

After explaining these things, the drowsy Longjing tilted his head, and the feeling of weightlessness woke him up.

The doctor looked at him with a complicated look: "Is this what you looked like when you were studying abroad in heaven?"

Longjing thought for a while and replied: "No. When I was in heaven, I was more sleepy than here, because the clouds in heaven are soft and quite comfortable."

"..."

The doctor smiled reluctantly: "You just came back from the jet lag, haven't you? But it doesn't matter, you are on the day shift anyway, it's a little early now, but I'll arrange for you to go to the duty lounge to sleep first, and wait Are you on day shift?"

Long Jing nodded gratefully towards the doctor. It was the first time he had met such a humane dungeon NPC, and he actually sent him a bed, and thoughtfully arranged the task of "sleeping".

He now felt that what Chen Chuci said about luck was true.

Because he didn't sleep very well in every copy before - although it was really good to fall asleep with Chen Chuci beside him.

The big demon doctor who is no different from ordinary people led Longjing to a small room in the nursing home, pointed to the clean and tidy camp bed and said to him: "It's a bit shabby here, but it can barely sleep. Just make do with it, and I will come to see you when I arrive on the next night shift."

Longjing tried his best to keep a sullen face, to avoid laughing because he was delighted with this human emotion.

Counting his game time in the dungeon, he really didn't even have enough normal sleep time, and it seems normal to need to make up for it now.

After the doctor left, Longjing turned on the light in the room. The light was very dim, which was in line with the preference of the devil species.

Obscure and sinful beauty.

There was nothing in the room but a camp bed.

The gray walls are dotted with chaotic six-pointed stars, and on the ceiling is an ugly bloody mouth of the prototype of the Demon King. If the style of the whole room is shown to ordinary people, they will probably cover their eyes and call themselves blind. .

But this feeling should actually be called: mental pollution.

Distortion, perversion, gore, panic, dissociation.

Longjing sat down on the camp bed, feeling as warm as home.

He lay down, leaning on the creaking pillow, took a deep breath of the old atmosphere that accumulated the resentment of the dead players in the whole room, and his empty heart was instantly satisfied.

The ugly demon king stared at Longjing with wide eyes.

Long Jing raised the corners of his lips slightly, waved his hand at him, and said softly, "Good night."

The lights go out and you fall asleep in a second.

When Long Jing woke up, he found that the whole room had been blown in half, and a slightly familiar face appeared beside his bed.

"Good morning, Xiao Jia."

Xiao Jia, who looked so haggard that he could die on the spot at any time, squatted beside his bed, with red eyes, staring at Longjing with death.

"Why are you here?"

Long Jing scratched his head and stretched his waist. Although he didn't seem to wake up yet, it was time for him to go to work.

"I should... pass the 'year end'."

Xiao Jia stared suspiciously at Longjing for a long time, finally seemed to reluctantly accept the other party's argument, nodded, and got up from the ground: "If you don't get up again, I really think you've fallen asleep."

The whole room was filled with a smell of gunpowder smoke. Longjing looked around the corner of the wall and found that Xiao Jia must have come from the next door to blow up the wall.

What's next door?

Long Jing tidied up a bit, and asked Xiao Jia casually: "Is it convenient to know what your identity is?"

Xiao Jia frowned: "I am a 'breaker', didn't Chen Chuci tell you already?"

Long Jing frowned imperceptibly, but said: "Oh, I forgot."

This time behind Chen Chuci's back, Xiao Jia didn't say anything bad about this person.

The two opened the door of the room and walked out of the room.

Outside the duty room, the bleak sunlight penetrated through the crookedly nailed wooden boards, and fell on the bone-shaped floor tiles, shining with a gloomy light.

There were no patients wandering the corridors, nor were the nurses.

This is probably the so-called "evil night shift".

Demons are not like vampires, but they also don't like to be in too bright a light for too long if they don't have to.

Longjing: "Choose a side and let's go."

Xiao Jia: "...Didn't you look at the map when you came in?"

Longjing: "Did you look at something like a map of demons and remember it? What's more, you can ensure that what you see is real? This is a world of demons, and you can't use common sense to deduce the problem."

Xiao Jia: "..."

He has a good point, but I want to hit him.

Before Xiao Jia had weighed the pros and cons of money and the actual thoughts in his heart, Longjing had consciously chosen a seemingly reliable path with his intuition.

Xiao Jia could only keep up.

Walking in the empty corridor, Xiao Jia cautiously wanted to remind Longjing to be careful, but Longjing glanced back at him in surprise.

"I'm a doctor in this hospital, what's wrong with me?"

Xiao Jia reflected again.

Hmm...it seems that there is really no anxiety——

"Doctor! Doctor! Where's the doctor?! Come here quickly! Where's the doctor on duty?! There's not even a doctor on duty?! What kind of crappy sanatorium is this?"

A grumpy voice resounded through the inpatient building of the nursing home.

Longjing was keenly aware that the moment the sound sounded, the patients in the entire building seemed to be waking up bit by bit.

Horror forces are also building up.

He decisively changed his course, changed from walking to running, and rushed towards the source of the sound.

Xiao Jia was puzzled for a second, then seemed to sense something was wrong, and started running after Longjing without saying a word.

When they ran to the place, they saw a delicate succubus leaning against the door of the duty studio, yawning and cursing the nursing home.

The succubus' body postures are very enchanting, the only problem is...she is holding a child in her arms, and the child will not be able to fall off, and almost fell headfirst.

Longjing walked over without saying a word, grabbed the child in Succubus' arms, and asked her with a smile: "Hi, ma'am, is there anything I can help you with?"

The succubus stared at Longjing, rolling her eyes.

She was a little picky, but she didn't dare to speak casually in front of other demons: "Are you the doctor on duty here?"

Longjing smiled slightly: "Yes, madam."

Seeing Longjing supporting the child in his arms, the succubus simply let go.

"I gave birth to this child in your hospital, and the birth certificate is still there—" Succubus suddenly became arrogant again when she said this, and she pulled off the cloth covering the child's face, "But look! Does it look like our succubus?! It can't be a succubus!"

An ugly, wrinkled little face leaked out.

The succubus suddenly turned up the volume again, pointed at Xiao Jia and said, "I want this doctor to give me an explanation! If he can't give me a reasonable explanation! I will sue your dean!"

Longjing raised his eyebrows.

Xiao Jia was stunned: "What? Wait, me?!"

He turned his face away to look at Longjing in disbelief. The first person the succubus saw was Longjing, the first person to talk to Longjing was also Longjing, and the first person to take over was also Longjing—why did he suddenly be appointed? !

Is it because he is cuter that he has to suffer this kind of unfair treatment? !

Heaven and earth!

The succubus' child had already been placed in Longjing's arms, so she simply let go of her hand and threw herself in front of Xiao Jia, crying and rolling: "I can't live this day! The child I worked so hard to give birth to is not My partner, my life is so miserable! If you don’t take responsibility, doctors! I can only go to heaven, blah blah... scumbags, you are all scumbags.”

Xiao Jia's mind went blank for a second when he was attacked by such a logical attack that was totally incomprehensible.

A second later, he weakly raised his hand and asked Longjing for help: "Their succubus... what kind of breeding mode is it?"

Longjing showed a pedantic expression of seeking truth and being pragmatic, and never speaking easily.

He turned around and looked at the wall full of temporary medical reference materials behind him. The retro atmosphere came over his face, and the complicated decorative patterns showed the demeanor of a large nursing home.

The books in the duty room are simply hopeless.

"Don't worry, I'll check what's going on."

Before the words were finished, Xiao Jia watched in despair as Longjing moved a chair and started searching for information from the beginning.

Meanwhile, the succubus had already wet his trouser legs from crying.

It is estimated that after crying for a while, his pants can be changed.