The copy has 0 error tolerance, and the last words on the ground are all wrong for me

Wu Chang slowly turned his head, looked behind him at Dr. Charles, who had wide eyes and was obviously not in a state of sleepwalking, and waved hello.

"What a coincidence, Doctor Charles, are you sleepwalking here too?"

The Charles in front of him was even more haggard than during the day, and could even be called embarrassed.

From the looks of it, he, like the other medical staff in the corridor, had struggled with his white uniform.

Although all the fingernails of his fingers were torn off and one arm was strangled to a bloody pulp by the white uniform, he also tore several large cracks in the white uniform with his hands.

The white uniform was now hanging loosely around him, as if it could be blown away by a gust of wind.

Wu Chang glanced around the corridor and found that only Charles remained awake, and only Charles broke free of his white uniform.

He originally thought that the white uniforms gave medical staff special rights and protected their safety, but now it seems that the white uniforms are even more of a shackles.

Charles slowly moved forward and asked word by word:

"I asked you what you saw in your dream, whether it was the internal organs with blooming fascia, the grassland with swaying maggots, the sand dunes with boiling fat, or the bottomless pupils like the deep sea."

Wu Chang stepped back as Charles approached, "Sorry, I don't dream when I sleep."

As the two of them advanced and retreated, seeing that they were about to enter an area where many medical staff were sleepwalking, Wu Chang stopped and was not ready to retreat again.

He shouted loudly: "I reported that Dr. Charles violated Article 5 of the admission instructions and wanted to kill me."

As soon as these words came out, Charles' body trembled obviously, and he wanted to turn around and escape. It could be seen that even if he was on the verge of madness, he still maintained awe of the hospital rules.

But after a few seconds, he found that Wu Chang's call was not responded to. The fear on Charles's face dissipated, and he returned to madness, and said proudly:

"You can shout, it's night now, they have all fallen asleep due to the rules, no one is stopping us."

Wu Chang shook his head and said that if he found out that the doctor asked about his suspicions, medical staff would come to deal with it, but the admission instructions were not easy to use.

"Is anyone in charge?"

Not surprisingly, this call still received no response.

"Then I can only take care of it myself."

He sighed, flicked his hand, and the silver dawn appeared directly in his hand from the portable space. He pointed the gun at Charles' chest and fired a silver bullet.

Charles did not expect that Wu Chang would carry a musket with him. Before the expression on his face could change, a silver bullet was shot into his chest.

The scorching bullet turned into a ball of flame in Charles's chest. The flames grew in the wind and completely enveloped Charles in an instant, turning him into a human-shaped torch.

The burning Charles let out a horrifying scream, rolled and crawled away and fled into the distance.

Wu Chang, who has good last-hitting habits, naturally would not let Charles go and chased him immediately.

During this period, he tried to fire several times, but the skillful use of firearms could not support him in shooting a high-speed moving target. Not only did he fail to cause additional damage, but he wasted two silver bullets.

After chasing and escaping, Wu Chang quickly blocked Charles into a dead end.

Charles huddled in the corner. As the flames went out, you could see that his whole body was charred black. Maillard's reaction was just right, exuding a rich meaty aroma.

The aroma of barbecue made other sleepwalking medical staff drool at the corners of their mouths. If they woke up from their dreams, they would definitely say to Charles, "Brother, you smell so good."

Wu Chang was about to take two more shots, but he saw that Charles's trembling due to pain decreased, and his screams turned into a big, free breath and a hoarse "Thank you."

Wu Chang's brows knitted together, why did he thank him? He must not have encountered a slut.

A gust of wind blew away the charred surface of Charles' body, allowing him to see Charles' physical condition clearly.

The damage caused by the silver bullet was considerable, but while the flames burned Charles' flesh and blood, it also burned away the last link between the white uniform and him, completely peeling off the already fragmented uniform from his body.

Charles, who was completely free from the restraints of his white uniform, slowly stood up from his huddle and moved his body with a face full of pleasure.

"Thank you for helping me finally get rid of that damn guy."

Wu Chang sensed something was wrong and immediately fired, but this time the bullet only hit the afterimage of Charles.

He only felt a black shadow flash before his eyes, and Charles had already come to him, grabbed his neck and pushed him back.

The next moment, he felt as if he had been hit by a speeding dump truck. His feet flew into the air and he flew back five or six meters before hitting the wall and stopping.

"What did you see in your dream?" Charles pinched Wu Chang's neck with one hand, pushed Wu Chang against the wall, and asked again.

Wu Chang: "..."

Charles was a little angry, "My patience is limited. I will ask you one last time, what did you see in your dream? If you don't tell me, you will die."

Wu Chang: "..."

"." Charles looked murderous and prepared to take action.

"Well..." Wu Chang mustered up all his strength, raised his arm, and patted Charles' hand holding his neck.

Charles reacted, let go of his hands, let Wu Chang slide down the wall, and sat down on the ground.

While Wu Chang was breathing heavily, he picked up a fragment of a white uniform from the ground, threaded it on a piece of iron wire to make a white flag, and held it above his head and waved it.

Charles's attack this time luckily didn't knock him out of the running lights.

If he hadn't had nearly twice the physical attributes of an ordinary person, he would have been sitting in a boat and seeing Taichi on the other side of the river.

A half-disabled elite monster could almost kill him instantly with any random attack.

At this moment, he realized the charm of advanced copy values.

Where are my teammates? Where are my teammates? Please help!

Seeing Wu Chang gradually regaining his breath, Charles asked again: "What did you see in your dream?"

Wu Chang originally planned to throw out Wolf on the underground floor and tell Charles that they were all in the same group, but just as he was about to open his mouth, he suddenly noticed something and said with a strange expression:

"I saw someone."

"Who?" Charles said in a bad tone. This was not the answer he wanted.

"Miss Julie."

Charles became confused and asked: "Julie Smith? Why did you see her?"

Wu Chang pointed behind Charles and said, "Because she is right behind you."

Charles: "Huh?"

Before Charles could realize what he meant, a red line appeared on his neck.

The next moment, his doubtful head rolled down from his shoulders.

Wu Chang curled his lips, haha, you are stupid, my friend has teammates who are squatting, who will join you on the road 1v1, can't beat him, but can't win?

Behind Charles, Julie shook off the blood on the hatchet in her hand, lifted up the skirt of the nurse's uniform, and inserted the hatchet back into the sheath hanging on the lace stocking.

"Mr. Sean, according to the admission instructions, now is not the time for free activities."

Wu Chang yawned immediately and said in a confused tone as if he was just waking up from a big dream: "Where is this place? Why did I sleepwalk outside the room?"

Julie shook her head and said helplessly: "Mr. Sean, how did you know I would come to help you?"

Wu Chang shrugged and said in a matter-of-fact tone: "You put the key underground, isn't it just to let me come to you?"

"How do you know it was me who set it off?"

Wu Chang sniffed and said in a determined tone: "Rely on intuition."

Julie rolled her eyes at him and said, "Forget it, we have reached this point, we might as well say, as the same kind of people, I need your help."

The same kind of people, are you also a player?

Wu Chang asked noncommittally: "How do you need me to help you?"

Julie reached out and grabbed the collar of her uniform and said, "I need you to help me take this outfit off."

"no problem!"

Wu Chang agreed immediately, then raised the Silver Dawn and said, "Shall we start now?"

Julie: "?"