Human dimension reduction

Chapter 13 Germany-China Friendship Spirit Relief Home

Qiao Zhou was covered in blood, some from himself and some from the mad doctor.

He stood there for a while, then slowly walked over with the sword in hand, knelt down on one knee, and held Vincent's head in his hands.

The face of the dead young man was still lifelike. Qiao Zhou cut off the silk that bound his hair, and his long silver-gray hair poured down on the ground like moonlight, mixing with blood and dust.

Qiao Zhou stroked the tangled hair with one hand, closed Vincent's eyes, and barely put it together with the body, picked up the dirty white coat he was wearing before and covered it for him.

Watching him complete this series of actions, the puppet was a little curious: "Are you sympathizing with him?"

Qiao Zhou glanced at it and said in surprise, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

The puppet climbed onto his shoulder along the lace on the shirt, grabbed a lock of long silver-gray hair to stabilize his body, and swayed on his toes like an innocent child. Qiao Zhou glanced at it from the corner of his eye, his expression unchanged, It looks very pampering.

It's not at all obvious that the two of them were still dealing with each other and wanting each other's life.

Qiao Zhou straightened his clothes and hair that had become messy during the fight, and the powerful self-healing ability copied from the crazy doctor was quickly repairing the wounds on his body. The minor wounds healed almost instantly, except for the piercing hole in his heart. The wound was repaired with difficulty, and eventually a bumpy scar was left.

Zheng——

The slender rapier held a neat and gorgeous sword flower in the blood-stained glove, slipped smoothly into the scabbard, and returned to the low-key and unobtrusive cane appearance.

Qiao Zhou adjusted the position of the lace gem scarf, smoothed out the insignificant wrinkles slowly, turned his neck, his dark red lips revealed a smile that belonged to the mad doctor Vincent, and the cornflower blue eyes If there is a big dream upside down, it will pull this handsome and incredible young man into the crazy world where only he exists alone.

From now on, he is the Dean of the De-Hua Friendship Spirit Relief Home, Vincent Lorraine.

The cane hit the ground, and an empty sound echoed in the corridor. The whimpering, crying and laughing voices of the critically ill patients on the fourth floor fell into dead silence instantly, as if something extremely terrifying was approaching. He didn't dare to make any movement, for fear of attracting the attention of that lunatic.

Qiao Zhou walked very slowly. Vincent's feet were incomplete, most of which were left with only bones. He could use supernatural powers to make up for the missing muscles and tendons, but judging from Vincent's previous walking conditions , False completion did not fill in his psychologically incomplete cognition.

Therefore, in order to maintain a 100% copy of the puppet, Qiao Zhou actually rubbed all of Vincent's shortcomings.

"Your Excellency Vincent..."

A hesitant female voice sounded behind him, Qiao Zhou turned his head without guilt at all, and subconsciously raised his brows slightly when he saw someone coming.

Nurse Marianne.

But compared to the slender and short Chinese girl who was coaxed by him in a few words before, the one standing there pushing the trolley is already a tall woman. The unique sharpness of European and American races appeared.

She is slowly changing into "Marian".

Just like Vincent who was possessed by a middle-aged male doctor changed back to his original appearance.

Qiao Zhou didn't know what it meant when the transformation was completed, but it was definitely not a good thing for the possessed nurse.

Marianne's light pink nurse's uniform was stained with large swaths of blood, and it was obvious that the player she was chasing was in trouble.

"Your Excellency, I heard a lot of movement on the fifth floor just now..."

She tentatively asked, her greedy blue eyes circled around Qiao Zhou, but she didn't dare to look too clearly, so she quickly lowered her head.

Obviously, even the monsters who were suppressed tremblingly by Vincent still couldn't help but try a little when they found out that Vincent might have a flaw.

"There are several disobedient patients running around in the hospital, didn't they bother you?"

Qiao Zhou approached unhurriedly, his cane tapped on the ground, the approaching footsteps made Marianne instinctively lower her head deeply, and a belated fear welled up in her heart, the pair of leather shoes were in her sight Li paused for two seconds.

"Thank you for your concern, Ms. Marianne." A gentle and polite male voice sounded, and Marianne was unknowingly relieved. Hearing this, Vincent was not angry.

But she was relieved too soon.

With a faint smell of blood and the elegant and cool smell of pine wood perfume, one hand gently held her chin as if holding expensive porcelain. The cold texture of the glove and the sticky texture wet by blood stuck to Marianne's skin .

"But that's beyond your call of duty."

Accompanied by this gentle notification, the hand holding her chin was twisted to the right, and the unconscious body fell limply to the ground.

Qiao Zhou stared at the head nurse lying unconscious on the ground, then at his hands, touched his teeth with the tip of his tongue, and sighed.

This was too powerful. If he hadn't found something wrong at the last moment and stopped the force in time, Marianne's head might have been twisted 180 degrees by him.

Look, he doesn't even kill NPCs, what a kind and noble person he is.

Qiao Zhou praised himself in his heart.

Now, he has sat in the position of the big boss of the game level, and neither monsters nor players in the game can threaten him. Whether it is persecuting players or npcs in the game, it is extremely boring to him, after all, his job is this , a game field to the point where he can play is nothing to play.

The bored Qiao Zhou stood on the spot and thought for a while, feeling a little regretful that he killed the mad doctor so quickly. If he had known that he could use the entire poorhouse as a venue to play a confrontation game.

Qiao Zhou, who had lost his enthusiasm for the game, thought about it, glanced out of the window, and suddenly froze for a moment, and then his bright blue eyes lit up.

There's nothing much to do inside, why not take a look outside?

Is this hospital really swallowed by the game "Building Three"?Why such a change?And why not other games, but "Building No. [-]"?

Qiao Zhou went downstairs while thinking, planning to go to the gate of the mental asylum to see if he could get out. The puppet sat on his shoulders from beginning to end without saying a word, and did not express any opinion on his choice of walking around. , as if it was really an ordinary puppet.

It doesn't talk and Qiao Zhou doesn't pay attention to it, at least for now he still needs the puppet's replication power to protect him, and when he doesn't need it...

Suddenly, the puppet subtly sensed a faint malice, it subconsciously straightened up, the rough facial features on the wooden face turned around, and stared at the overly handsome and beautiful face beside it.

Under the silver-gray hair, the young man with blue eyes and red lips stared straight ahead, seemingly ignorant of its gaze.

When Qiao Zhou walked to the second floor, there was a loud bang from the other end of the corridor. Accompanied by the screams and roars of several voices of different heights, the sound of glass shattering lasted for nearly ten seconds. There was the sound of a metal cabinet collapsing and hitting the concrete floor.

...it looks like a group of people are tearing down his hospital.

Qiao Zhou, who had a deep sense of his own identity, thought calmly.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" a man screamed.

“啊啊啊啊啊跑跑跑!快跑!”另一个人咆哮吼道。

"Run! Run upstairs!" A younger voice followed, and soon there was a series of rumbling footsteps, rushing towards this direction in a disorderly manner, and I am afraid that we will meet Qiao Zhou in a narrow road in a few seconds.

Qiao Zhou: ...

He doesn't want to intervene in the player's PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds activities at all.

The puppet sitting on his shoulder seemed to perceive his thoughts, raised his hand to touch his cheek, and reminded softly: "You can use the mad doctor's teleportation ability to avoid them."

Qiao Zhou, who had originally planned to do this, changed his mind when he said this, thinking: "It's not impossible to see it, and..."

An idea suddenly formed in his mind, and the puppet saw a strange and chilling smile on the human being—it didn't know for a moment whether he was playing the mad doctor or himself.

Wang Zhun ran forward with a few companions panting and panting. They were more or less injured, and no one dared to look back during the escape. In fact, there were no people who did this, but those who did It's dead.

While running, Wang Zhun cried in his heart, why on earth was he involved in this kind of horror game?After he came out of the ward and parted ways with the big brother, he was unlucky all the way. He walked a tightrope and hid in Tibet all the way. He passed by the patrolling monster doctor several times, and even more so, the two of them were separated by a door!

He hid behind the door panel and didn't dare to vent his anger. Fortunately, he was thin enough to stand behind the door against the wall. Fortunately, the monster doctor didn't come in to check carefully, otherwise he would be seen by turning around.

This experience frightened his blood pressure a lot, and he was still frozen behind the door panel 10 minutes after the monster doctor left. It wasn't that he didn't want to escape from the danger zone, but that he was so scared that he lost consciousness. .

Fortunately, he met a few more survivors who were involved in the process of escaping and exploring, and everyone acted together, which was regarded as taking care of each other, but he had never met Qiao Zhou, so he couldn't help but start to doubt... The one who looked at The young man who is very calm and big, shouldn't be dead, right?

It's not that he's pessimistic, it's just that this place is too terrifying, but who can face a monster with a mortal body?

Just like this time, they finally mustered up the courage to make a plan, intending to kill a monster, but they didn't know that the iron medicine cabinet weighing hundreds of catties did not cause any harm to the thing, just looking at the thing When he was about to climb out, Wang Zhun ran forward with everyone, crying for his life. The cry of my death was repeated several times in my heart, and then I found that the two people running in front stopped slowly.

What the hell did you stop when you were running for your life? !

Wang Zhun cursed: "What are you doing stopping! Run... ah..."

The voice that came out of my mouth became stiffer and stiffer.

He also saw the reason why his companions stopped running for their lives.

A person.

A... very good-looking person.

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