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

"A-choo!"

Wu Chang sneezed in the dungeon. He rubbed his nose to dispel the aftershock of the sneeze and muttered, "Which little cutie is talking about me?"

After a brief adjustment, he began to check the current situation.

Since he has been involved in the Abyss Game, all he can do now is to try his best to survive.

Although the system matching mechanism of the Abyss Game is a pitfall, the setting of entering the dungeon is very considerate, and it automatically helps him change into a set of clothes corresponding to the plane.

In addition, he was given a necessary portable space for players.

However, as the initial backpack, the Abyss Game is very stingy. The portable backpack is a real backpack, and the space is only the size of a normal backpack.

At this moment, there is only one item in the backpack, the silver revolver used by the camouflage man.

Wu Chang took out the silver revolver, and his heart suddenly felt a little more secure.

All fear comes from insufficient firepower.

With a weapon in hand, he at least has the basic ability to protect himself.

When he was playing with the pistol, a line of information popped up on the pistol.

"Item name: Silver Dawn."

"Item level: D."

"Item skill: Scorching bullet."

"Skill description: Silver Dawn will automatically generate special silver bullets according to the time. When silver bullets hit the target, they will cause burning and explosion damage, and double the damage to spirits and monsters."

"Silver bullet: Automatically generate a silver bullet every hour, or consume a little energy to immediately refill a silver bullet. Current number of silver bullets: 6/6."

Looking at the silver dawn in his hand, Wu Chang's complaints about the camouflage man were alleviated and he began to explore the room.

According to the task prompt, the place he is in is called Moonlight Sanatorium.

It's called a sanatorium, but it's more like a prison.

Rough-style interior decoration, simple iron bed, yellowed pure white sheets, heavy metal doors, and small windows sealed by thick metal rods.

How desperate is it to choose to recuperate in such a place.

It's late at night, and it's cloudy. The moonlight is almost completely blocked. All the light sources in the room come from the small kerosene lamp on the desk not far away.

The kerosene lamp is very old-fashioned. The world where the copy is located is much earlier than the real timeline, and it is very likely that electric lights have not been invented yet.

If the timeline is earlier, it may give the locals a little shock of firearms.

Wu Chang picked up the kerosene lamp and observed the details in the room.

With the help of the light, he saw a wooden board hanging on the wall of the room, on which his medical records were nailed.

"Patient in Room 207: Sean."

"Disease: Hypochondria (early stage)."

"Treatment method: psychological counseling combined with drug treatment."

"Patient's current mental state: stable."

This can be explained now. No wonder the room decoration is hardcore. This Moonlight Sanatorium also serves as a mental hospital.

The Sean in the medical record should be him. He is in the early stage of hypochondria, and it doesn't look too bad.

Below the medical record is the admission instructions of the Moonlight Sanatorium. The text of the content is written in red ink, which is extremely eye-catching.

"1. This sanatorium is under closed management. You are not allowed to leave the sanatorium at will without a pass issued by the director."

"2. In the sanatorium, you can only trust the words of the medical staff. Don't trust any patients, even yourself."

"3. All medical staff in the sanatorium will wear white uniforms. Please don't trust suspicious people who are wearing casual clothes but claim to be medical staff, even if he/she is very familiar to you."

"4. Please don't leave the ward after dark. If you leave the room because of sleepwalking, please stay calm after waking up, cover your ears, close your eyes and lie on the ground, and wait for dawn."

"5. If any medical staff or doctor asks you about specific fantasies, please inform other medical staff immediately, and medical staff will come to deal with it."

There are not many rules in the sanatorium, but each rule is very strange, which makes Wu Chang confused for a while.

There was a delivery hole from the door to the abdomen. He pushed aside the baffle on the inside of the room and looked out along the delivery hole. As he expected, there was a light red resentment on the door of the opposite room.

How to create a button that people want to press when they see it? The answer is to add a reminder in front of the button, never press it.

The admission instructions emphasize not to leave the ward after dark, and there will definitely be players who try to leave.

As the ability is activated, the light red resentment unfolds into a curtain, showing the experience of the deceased before his death.

The deceased is a player wearing a wizard robe. The reason why he is called a player is that he wears a pair of basketball shoes under the wizard robe.

The wizard stood in the room, waving his staff and chanting in a low voice. The magic power was materialized into luminous particles like starlight, surrounding him and forming a transparent barrier.

The other party should be a senior. He chanted for five minutes in a row and put on four different layers of shields before stopping.

He left the room carefully with four layers of shields on his head. Everything was normal and no accidents happened. This gave the mage more confidence, and he strode forward, ready to explore the sanatorium at night.

But not long after he walked, his body suddenly stopped and fell to the ground wailing.

He seemed to have discovered something horrible, and he turned around and crawled towards the room with his hands and feet.

The distance of more than ten meters seemed to have become a natural chasm. Just as the mage was about to crawl back to the room, his expression was distorted with fear, and he whimpered incomprehensibly, and then turned into a pool of mud in violent convulsions.

Mud in the physical sense.

The state is very similar to Chaoshan meatballs made by hand. Without thousands of beatings, it can't be so delicate and tender. Beat it vigorously, cook it and throw it on the ground, it can bounce back at least half a meter high.

Until death, the four layers of shields on the mage were not broken.

Wu Chang frowned, ignoring the instant death effect of defense.

There must be something wrong when things are abnormal. It can make a senior player die without resistance. His many years of game experience told him that the two main tasks related to the dungeon must be related to the night of the sanatorium.

If you want to explore the secrets of the sanatorium at night, being able to act at night is the basis of everything.

He repeatedly watched the mage's death video, trying to figure out the mechanism of the instant death attack, whether the mage triggered a trap or entered a certain area by mistake.

Every time he watched it, he felt the mage's experience before his death more clearly. When he watched it for the fourth time, he almost completely brought into the mage's perspective.

When he desperately crawled to the room, he suddenly shuddered and felt that someone seemed to be watching him from behind.

He looked back from the perspective of the mage and saw the details that he had ignored or not seen in the previous three times.

At the end of the corridor behind the mage, a fat man in a hospital gown stood in the middle of the corridor, watching everything coldly.

The fat man was not a medical staff, but he could move freely at night.

Wu Chang's consciousness withdrew from the resentment. It seemed that if he wanted to move at night, he had to find the fat man in the hospital gown first.