Human dimension reduction

The crazy doctor glanced up from below, with a smile that was not a smile, cold and gorgeous, with a purple halo in his pupils that were clearer than sapphires, encircling Qiao Zhou's small figure, such a top-notch beauty The color did not fascinate Qiao Zhou, because another thought crashed into his chaotic brain with sparks and lightning.

De-Hua Friendship Spirit Relief Home.

Why did Vincent, who is good at surgery, turn to focus on mental illness?

He was dissected and eaten alive by the villagers, and then there were two directions. One was that he died on the spot, and then he was resurrected due to some unscientific force to retaliate, and the other was that he did not die and escaped after lingering Village, find a way to come back for revenge.

Qiao Zhou didn't care whether Vincent died or not. After all, it was just the pre-plot of "Building No. [-]". Since there are ghosts in a spooky horror game, it's not unusual for him to come back from the dead.

What Qiao Zhou cared about was Vincent's later experience.

According to the information so far, after Vincent left the village, he opened his own mental hospital, recruited many medical staff with excellent medical skills, and moved the hospital to Huaxia a few years later, and established the current De-Hua Friendship Spirit Asylum.

So what did Vincent do with those villagers?

Allen, who was pretending to be a puppet before, said that Vincent adopted some children including him and killed the rest of the villagers. Qiao Zhou didn't think it was necessary to lie. It was probably Vincent who killed and participated in the bloody feast The villagers left behind a few children who had not been stained with his blood.

And the reason for establishing a mental hospital is——

"...I promised to heal them, but they were healed physically and sick mentally, and I had to keep my promise."

The crazy doctor's words flashed again, and Qiao Zhou suddenly came to his senses.

After the bloody feast, Vincent was indeed crazy. He was living in his own logic. On the one hand, he accepted the logic of the villagers, thinking that the villagers cured the disease after eating his flesh and blood. On the other hand, he resisted this logic. , can't accept being treated so cruelly, and can't understand why people would do such crazy things to him.

So he judged that the villagers were mentally ill, and he stubbornly followed his promise to treat them.

As a result, Vincent became a doctor specializing in mental illness.

more than this……

Qiao Zhou diverged his thinking according to the routine of developing the game plot. Maybe these patients imprisoned in the De-Hua Friendship Spiritual Asylum are the villagers of Three Trees Village?

They tortured Vincent to death, so they were also suppressed and imprisoned by Vincent after death.

After all, the background of the game does not require too rigorous logic, but it is in line with the simple concept of good and evil.

He was thinking, but the crazy doctor didn't intend to let him go. His dark red lips slightly curled up, and the rapier fluttered nimbly in his hand. Every sword pointed at Qiao Zhou's vitals. However, compared to Vincent just now, he was more elegant and solemn. With aristocratic swordsmanship, the crazy doctor's swordsmanship is even more vicious and ruthless, regardless of means and cost, even if it is an injury for an injury, Qiao Zhou will have to poke a few holes out.

What's even more creepy is that the corners of his eyes and brows are full of crazy and hot joy, and he is enjoying the process.

Just typing, the crazy doctor's expression gradually became puzzled, such a humane emotion diluted the inhuman beauty on his face, and gave him a little bit of the pure and noble young master of the Lorraine family in his memories look like.

"You are so strange, are you learning my swordsmanship?"

He used interrogative sentences, his eyes widened slightly, unexpectedly a little ignorant of the worldly innocence, and even his pupils, which were smudged with a strange cold purple, returned to the pure and bright cornflower blue.

The crazy doctor looked at Qiao Zhou seriously, and suddenly narrowed his eyes and giggled, "You look like me..."

"Of course I am like you, Vincent, I am you."

Qiao Zhou, who made up his mind to lie to Vincent, naturally couldn't give up halfway. Even in the face of an insane lunatic, he still insisted on his personality well.

"You are me?"

Apparently, the crazy doctor briefly forgot the conversation he had with Qiao Zhou when he was Vincent. He repeated the words over and over twice in his mouth, and the blue pupils under the lenses suddenly burned with flames that swept everything.

"You are me, I am you...killing you, can I obtain eternal peace?"

The rapier greedily desires to bite the enemy's neck and bring the cold kiss of death. However, as Qiao Zhou continued to observe and speculate on the mad doctor, the power of replication given to him by the puppet also increased steadily, and the steel pipe in his hand gradually became stronger. The rapier has an elegant and ferocious appearance, and the rough frosted pattern is clear inch by inch, revealing the elegant texture of roses and honeysuckle like rubbings. The situation is no longer one-sided.

The foggy memory was connected with the previous fragments, and the introduction of the characters outlined by Qiao Zhou was pieced together.

This is a child born with a golden spoon in his mouth. He grew up in an aristocratic family when he was young, protected and cared for by his parents, with a pure, kind and gentle nature.

The blade condensed a sharp cold light.

The brilliance of a medical genius bloomed in his youth. His talent was so sharp that he conquered all the people who made friends with him, and his family background, appearance, and personality also made him invincible on the road of life.

The faint family crest on the hilt showed delicate lines.

After the war, the young doctor went to a strange village with a compassionate heart, trying to save the poor people trapped in the hell of the epidemic, and it was this decision that made the young and energetic genius disappear in the future before he could shine the most dazzling light. The sky of stars.

Sankeshu Village, ignorant villagers, jumping torches, butcher knives, cold nights, crawling over silver-gray long-haired bugs.

He died that night, and his body stopped in the chapel with other plague patients. After three days, his broken body opened his eyes again, and the living ghost crawled back from hell, roaring to set off a storm of revenge.

Vincent's humanity tore at the mad doctor's killing heart, and eventually distorted into a pathological desire to explore. The promises mentioned by the villagers over and over again echoed in the mad doctor's ears, making him give up the simple and straightforward killing and start "save".

Vincent said: I am a doctor and I should save lives and heal the wounded.

The mad doctor said: I hate them, and I will use my blood to quell the hatred in my heart.

They are sick, I will save them, this is my promise.

They deserved to die, an eye for an eye, an eye for an eye.

I am saving people.

I am killing people.

That being the case, then heal them, and then let them pay for their sins... Their bodies are healed by me, but their souls are deeply plagued by disease. How can human beings do the evil of cannibalism?They must be sick and need... treatment!

The inhuman living ghost stayed in Three Trees Village for a year, and then walked out of the deserted village with a few young children.

He opened a mental sanatorium in a nearby city and recruited a group of doctors and nurses with top medical skills. On the first day the sanatorium opened, most of the beds were occupied by unknown patients. His expression is dull, and he will tremble unconsciously when he sees the gentle and handsome dean.

A few years later, he came to a foreign country by boat and opened the first asylum for the mentally ill in this place where he didn't know anything about mental illness until——

Qiao Zhou's pupils suddenly dilated, and the turbid black-gray color was stained on the cornflower blue pupil membranes. The memory of moving forward was stuck after the mental asylum got on the right track. It creaked and couldn't run, and groaned intermittently, and then... …repeated again from the carefree teenage life.

This is a memory imprisoned in a cycle of time. After the De-Hua Friendship Spiritual Asylum, there is no more content. It seems that the owner of the memory has no future and is imprisoned in time together.

In fact, isn't Vincent just imprisoned, imprisoned in the game "Building No. [-]", existing as a character on the background board, triggered by the player, and following the same set plot... Such a life Isn't it just a recurring memory?

Two identical rapiers collided and staggered, and two identical faces looked at each other. There was a shuddering coldness between the eyes. One was laughing madly and obsessively, while the other was smiling politely.

Two vigorous and ferocious beasts collided, like two storms sweeping through the entire operating room. Strangely, no one wanted to break through the door. Qiao Zhou wanted to suppress the movement to a minimum, so as not to "two Vincennes" The fact that "special" cannibalism alarmed the monsters in the hospital, and for some reason, the mad doctor also acquiesced in the fact that Qiao Zhou delineated the battlefield, and accompanied him to and fro in the small room.

The rapier split open the steel-framed operating bed, and the wall was covered with terrifying and sharp scratches, and even made a few small holes through which one could see the next room. Blood was spilled everywhere. The monster, the blood in the body is rushing endlessly.

In the end, with the blood splattering, the mad doctor stabbed the rapier into Qiao Zhou's heart, and Qiao Zhou grabbed the opponent's blade with one hand, swung it flat with the other, and chopped off the beautiful head with all his might.

Blood gushed like a fountain.

The long silver-gray hair drew a faint light in the air, the mad doctor's head rolled to the ground, his snow-white cheeks were covered with dust and blood stains, the curly silver eyelashes trembled twice, the monster rolled its eyes, looked at the man standing on the ground His own body on the ground, his dark red thin lips moved.

"The sword is on me, the flames engulf my icy soul, the starless night is so long, so... long..."

The pair of elegant blue eyes slowly disintegrated and enlarged, then stopped moving.

Qiao Zhou stretched out his hand and pulled out the sword in his heart inch by inch. The puppet in his clothes crawled out from the collar, and it was also covered with dark red blood, which flowed from Qiao Zhou's body.

"he died."

The puppet softly concluded.

Vincent Lorraine died forever in an autumn at the end of the nineteenth century, and he never got out of the longest night in his life for the rest of his life.