Thriller Trainee

In view of what the head nurse said just now, the gloomy atmosphere in the restaurant became even more gloomy.

After experiencing the horror in the trainee dormitory and the horrific incident last night, one newcomer was clearly on the verge of psychological collapse.

After the nurse announced the schedule, he suddenly rushed forward and yelled at them.

"People died last night! Do you have any fucking conscience as medical staff?"

His eyes flashed with undisguised anger, "I have a bullshit mental illness. I think there is something wrong with your brains!"

"This is a hospital, birth, old age, illness and death are all normal things."

A sarcastic smile appeared on the head nurse's pale face, "Then tell me, how do you prove that you are not mentally ill?"

Mental illness is a scary gray area.

People who are facing death penalty can rely on it to be exempted from guilt, but innocent people can be sent to prison by it.

No reason is needed, just "he is mentally ill" is enough.

As for how to prove whether you are mentally ill——

Mental patients never admit to themselves that they are mentally ill.

There is no way to prove it. In other words, this is simply a false proposition.

The newcomer was shivering all over, his lips were pursed, and he couldn't say a word.

Just when everyone thought he wouldn't say anything, he suddenly screamed, rushed out of the restaurant like a madman, and disappeared into the stairwell without looking back.

"Bring him back."

The head nurse waved to the nurses and gave the order without looking back.

It wasn't until they left the restaurant that the others recovered from the depressing atmosphere just now.

Not to mention the people in the restaurant, the barrages in the live broadcast room were also talking about it.

After a period of time, Zongjiu's live broadcast room has stabilized at around a thousand people. Although it cannot be compared with the millions of viewers of those big guys, it is enough for newcomers to attract attention.

[Look at this sign, it seems like something is definitely going to happen tonight]

[Indeed, survive for three days. On the first day, it was just porridge and side dishes, but on the second and third days, it was the highlight]

[A passerby who just slipped over from the live broadcast room next door said that the main task of the solo show next door is to survive for three days. Although there are no moles or random missions over there, and nearly half of the trainees are dead... With the Holy Son here, the survival rate should be greatly improved]

[The main system is really poisonous. This is just the first game for the horror trainees. With the difficulty set so high, are you not afraid of any psychological shadows for newcomers? 】

[Go back upstairs, think about how many people were standing in the studio during the initial selection... With so many people, the main system probably can't be bothered to wait for the newcomers to grow up. It might as well just put a high-difficulty copy, just like the knockout round. Filter out the remaining people]

Panic spread silently.

In this case, it is particularly necessary for a leader elected by the collective to play a leadership role and inject a boost of confidence into everyone.

Apparently this was not the first time the Messiah had experienced this.

The blond saint put down the tableware and stood up from the dining table, "Everyone, please be patient."

The eyes of everyone in the restaurant followed him, and the commotion gradually subsided.

"Today's focus is on collecting clues and intelligence. I will tell you all the information I got last night in detail later."

"Without further delay, after watching the on-site treatment, everyone can group into groups to collect information. We have already discussed the results. Since the wards have been grouped, let's follow the grouping of the wards."

Messiah showed that reassuring smile, "Please rest assured, I will do my best to protect everyone's safety."

If this sentence were said by other people, it might not necessarily have this effect. But if it were spoken by the Son of God, the meaning would be completely different.

After the old people's science popularization last night, the new people also have a preliminary understanding of this No. 7.

The Holy Son is able to have almost unanimous prestige and support in the infinite cycle, not only because of his compassionate and charitable character, but also because of his strength.

Messiah is not his full name. His full name should be "Messiah Mubei".

In the Western religious sense, Messiah means "the one chosen by God" and is a religious title.

Anyone who has gone through an anointing ceremony and been established as a monarch or a priest can add the title of Messiah before their name, such as the famous Messiah Joshua, Messiah Judah, etc.

The Messiah once got an identity card as the high priest of ancient Israel in an S-level horror dungeon based on the Bible. After undergoing the anointing ceremony, he became God's agent in the world in that dungeon. , bearing the prefix Messiah.

After successfully surviving the nearly unsolvable dungeon and getting an astonishing A-level evaluation, what was retained was not only the hair color of the Messiah, but also his status as the high priest of Israel and his entry into the world on the tenth day of the seventh month in the Jewish calendar. The Holy of Holies, a staff obtained by pronouncing the true name of God accurately.

It is recorded in the Book of Exodus that the prophet Moses and the prophet Aaron each had a staff.

Moses' staff was used to judge and execute God's will. It was also used in the famous "Moses parted the Red Sea". The staff of Aaron, the brother of Moses, was stored in the "Ark of the Covenant", a sacred object of the Jews.

And what the Messiah got from this copy was a copy of Aaron's rod.

Although the replica does not have the bug-like resurrection ability of the original Aaron's Rod, it also has excellent healing abilities. At the same time, due to the light and life breath attached to the rod, it has a miraculous effect in supernatural replicas. .

In other words, the Messiah is a walking healer.

In this world, no one can mess with treatment! The most lacking thing in Infinite Loop is healing, not to mention a healer with a dispersing effect.

Among the entire infinite loop of high-level teams, the Temple team led by Messiah has the lowest casualty rate, and receives tens of thousands of applications every year when recruiting new members.

So, after boosting their morale, the newcomers who finally knew that the Messiah was powerful settled down again, and looked at the blond Holy Son with more and more fanatic eyes.

Not to mention the Messiah, even He Jianlan and the others were not surprised by such a scene.

[Sure enough, there is a Holy Son in the copy, which makes people feel more at ease! ! 】

[That’s why it’s so good to carry therapy with you. It’s worthy of being a panda’s ability even more than a psychic’s.]

Commenters all expressed their feelings, "The newcomers in this instance are so lucky."

"It's seven fifty, there are still ten minutes left, let's go quickly."

Even though the clock in the restaurant said it was early in the morning, the corridors of the mental hospital were as dark as ever.

Everyone filed out, with a tense atmosphere, heading towards the locked iron door on the south side of the first floor.

This section of the road is not long, but everyone is worried.

Sheng Yu walked at the back, and beside him was He Jianlan, who was responsible for questioning him in detail about what happened last night.

Perhaps because he was frightened by the spectacle of his glasses last night, the high school student's face was obviously not looking good, with dark circles under his eyes hanging on his cheeks.

After seeing the white-haired young man turn around, Sheng Yu's wilted face showed a smile that had come back to his senses.

He Jianlan immediately narrowed his eyes warily, "Do you know him?"

Sheng Yu replied unsuspectingly: "Yes, that's my ninth brother."

Zongjiu typed a string of "..." in his mind and stopped paying attention to the situation behind him.

Now among the entire leadership group elected by Messiah, he is the only one who is isolated.

The old people at the command level looked down on him as an E-level, and felt that he was not worthy of being on an equal footing with them.

The old man who failed to join the small group at the command level was full of malice towards him. He felt that he was no better than an E-class, and wished he could take his place in the command level immediately.

As for the remaining newcomers, it is even more obvious. Everyone is of the same rank, so why can Zong Jiu sneak into the small group? Not only did he sneak in, he also managed to hug the Holy Son's lap. At this time of life and death, no one among the newcomers would be jealous.

Now that we are in this dangerous situation, we are very likely to become the thankless cannon fodder of the three parties. Not to mention that there is He Jianlan who is watching him covetously and being wary of him at every turn.

For example, after washing up this morning, when Zong Jiu went to other wards to look for clues, he followed him furtively, trying to find evidence of the mole.

Zongjiu felt that he was very innocent. He had received hostility from a B-level person even though he had done nothing. What's even more hateful is that He Jianlan is quite popular in the small group. Even several other trainees looked at him with contempt, and one of them almost had his covet written on his face.

But this was in line with Zong Jiu's wishes to a certain extent.

Group action has the advantages of group action, but it also has disadvantages. Zong Jiu followed the team and almost got the clues he wanted. If nothing happened next, it would be a good idea to run away.

No, as soon as he had this idea, the head nurse handed him the pillow.

In the eyes of others, Zhuge An is so wise that he is almost a monster, both good and evil, and does not obey the organization's arrangements. The possibility of being a mole is unprecedentedly high.

But for Zong Jiu, Zhuge An was the first person in the entire mental hospital who could rule out the suspicion of a mole.

I have to thank the original text here.

The original text is a description of a group portrait. When the author wrote about the setting of the identity card, he happened to turn his perspective to Zhuge An.

So Zong Jiu knew that what Zhuge An got was just an ordinary identity card, and he was innocent.

Unexpectedly, Zhuge An, who looks most like a mole, is actually innocent!

Thinking of this, the Messiah at the front finally walked to the iron door.

The door was still locked, and no sound could be heard from inside.

The blond saint gave a look to the B-level psychic on the left, who immediately closed his eyes in understanding. After a moment, he opened it again, nodded, and gave a positive answer.

Messiah frowned and said, "Knock on the door. It's safe."

Qin also took a step forward and was about to knock on the door, but the door suddenly made a "creep" sound.

The heavy iron door automatically opened from the inside.

Qin Ye's reaction speed was very fast. Almost immediately after the iron gate moved, he took a step back and took a defensive posture.

Not only him, but also the old people standing in the first row.

There was no one behind the door, and there was no scary scene as they imagined.

This is a very old-looking operating room.

As for why you can easily tell that this is an operating room, it is because there is an old wooden operating table placed in it. The bright oil lamp above was the only light source in the room. There were tweezers, hemostats, scalpels, and some dirty cotton balls on the tray on the armrest.

Although not a scary sight, this operating room can easily send chills down your spine.

Because the simple surgical tools on the operating table clearly showed signs of use, and were stained with mottled black blood. Some unknown mixture was thrown into the trash can, and it was a scarlet mess.

In addition to the operating table, there was an old electric chair covered with restraints standing in the corner, with wires plugged into the side.

An old bronze iron cabinet stood against the wall, and behind the dirty brown glass was filled with unknown items. A newcomer took a closer look and almost screamed when he discovered that it was a shriveled head.

"It looked like an embalmed mummy."

Messiah said.

Zong Jiu stared at the head with interest and found something suspicious.

The head had obviously been there for a long time, and it was a dull yellow-brown color overall.

But those eyes are not only very vivid, but if you look closely, you can see blue-gray bloodshot eyes.

This is a pair of eyes that have just been dug out. Even the most fragile tissue parts are intact. The technique is not perfect.

How could anyone put a living eye into a dead person's eye socket?

Zongjiu narrowed his eyes, glanced at the newcomer behind him, whose legs were shaking with fear, and was very considerate and did not tell the truth.

He was born with low emotional fluctuations, but he accepted it well. He was even in the mood to look at other specimens placed on the display cabinet.

The things on the display cabinets are all the same things without exception, either various weird human organs or human heads of different shapes.

Could it be that Dr. Chu in this mental hospital is a human body collector?

Just as Zongjiu was thinking, the newcomer suddenly screamed.

"Ahhhh, it moved, it just moved!"

"Right there, that specimen, its eyes move!"

The old people who were observing the operating room frowned and didn't take it seriously.

The psychic has just confirmed that there is nothing unclean in the iron gate. Even if there really was something, the psychic wouldn't be able to sense any strangeness at such a close position.

On the contrary, another newcomer said impatiently, "What's going on? Everyone was already panicking, but you're still here to scaremonger -"

He was only halfway through his words when he stopped abruptly.

The black pupils of the head were missing, leaving only the pale whites of the eyes, staring straight at him.

The newcomer was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.

It was obviously a terrifying scene, but the old people had no time to pay attention.

Their fanatical eyes were all following another place.

On the other side of the operating table, a sudden halo appeared in the pupils of all the trainees, and a small "s" was quietly emerging.

An extremely precious S-level special prop!