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Chapter 222 Escape is also a choice (5K chapters)

In this psychiatric ward full of weirdness, a lunatic wearing only a neat suit on the upper body and dirty underwear on the lower body can be seen dangling in the lower right corner of the game screen.

Isn't this the same guy that Bank Azka stole Kryss heirloom and dropped verse riddles?

And on the bed near the door, there was a bald man curled up on the edge of the bed. He was covered with brand marks and scars from whip marks all over his body, and he grunted in pain while covering his hair from time to time... Demon Warlock Rhodes.

and also!and also!
Cameron's figure was on the opposite bed. He was tinkering with a broken radio, which made a hissing noise from time to time.

All of this is simply...

Almost all the people Kleis knew well could be found here, except for his few temporary teammates.

"What's the matter, Turtle? Had a nightmare?"

While wiping the glass, Lanotre looked at the panic-stricken Kleis with his usual indifferent eyes.

His mustache still made his face look like a profiteer.

In other words, he is a profiteer.

In front of him was a small medical trolley, a bottle of wine and several wine glasses of different colors. I don't know where he got them from the mental hospital...

"What's the matter, Lanotre?"

Compared to the others, Kress was obviously more familiar with the bar owner who he had known for five years, so he subconsciously asked him with a look eager for answers.

Even though the other party was a profiteer who had been trying to steal all the cigarettes in his pocket, in this strange and unknown environment, it was better to meet acquaintances than to be alone, and Lanotre's face of a profiteer was particularly kind.

"Can't you see, Turtle? We're in a mental institution, and from the look on your face, that's where you should be."

Compared with the abnormal behavior of the owner of the antique shop, La Notre's behavior is much more normal.

This made Kleiss and Zhou Ze couldn't help but suspect that Ranot might know something.

He looked around, as if confirming that the doctors and nurses had left, skillfully took out a cigarette and lighter from the heel of his shoe, stuffed them into his mouth without hesitation and smoked.

"Now that you're awake, let's talk about the cigarettes you owe me."

With a cigarette in his mouth, Lanotre showed a standard profiteer's smile: "You drank unconsciously yesterday and didn't pay for it. Let me remind you when you wake up, remember?"

Fuck?This... this conversation?

Are you a repeater?
This guy's lines didn't change at all from the beginning of the game, which more subtly made Kles think that everything was his fantasy, the anxiety was spreading, and the sense of disobedience was extremely strong.

"No...it's simply impossible."

Kress obviously also felt the weirdness of the situation, and ignored Lanotre's boring tricks. He was on the verge of a mental disorder: "This is not right, I shouldn't be here, Lanotre, I have to get out of here!"

"Listen, Turtle, this isn't some fancy movie where stupid shit happens all the time."

Lanotre was still very calm, not afraid of the emotional Kleis at all.

He shrugged: "If I, Ranot Rossi, have been trapped here until now, it means that there is no escape from this broken place."

Hey man, he's been through shitty shit.

Zhou Ze smiled half-smile in front of the screen, complaining silently in his heart.

Just now, Kress was traveling through the mirror world to slaughter himself, and the next moment he inexplicably appeared in this mental hospital, which in itself is an extremely nonsensical plot unfolding!

"There must be a way!"

Kress became more and more anxious, and he seemed to be talking to himself.

"The last thing I remember is that damned mirror. I obviously made such a big determination to kill them all... I was only one step away from escaping from there... Could this be the way to escape from the Lost City... Trapped in another place where there is no freedom?"

"I was going to say 'I'm so sorry to see you like this', but then it occurred to me that I have no empathy at all lol."

Lanotre twirled his mustache and chuckled. "But I gotta tell you this: it looks like you've started to travel around in your own little head, which is very interesting."

"Don't interrupt, Lanotre, I'm bored right now."

"I didn't interrupt, I was trying to help you find a way."

Ranott paused, his eyes turned quickly, probably thinking of something: "If this is what you want to escape, maybe I can do you a favor, Turtle."

"What do you mean?"

"I should be able to let you escape into your head. I mean, hide in it forever, like a real turtle, hahaha, isn't my joke funny."

"I don't think it's funny."

Kress calmed down. "What do you mean 'escape into the head'?"

"Before you came, there was an old man in the bed next to me. He is also that kind of lunatic. You know, the kind of lunatic who traveled to other places."

He patted Chris on the shoulder rudely: "Same as you."

Kles dodged angrily: "Don't interrupt, get to the point."

"The sound at that time was not the cold-blooded and heartless bastard now."

Lanotre spat on the ground: "It makes people angry to mention him...Where did you just say? Oh, the doctor was going to try...what is it called? An experimental treatment."

"He said: 'Listen, Lanotre, we're going to restore his connection with the real world.', and then poured the old man's mouth with an elaborate potion..."

"What happened to that man after that?"

"He's out of this fucking world for good! Goodbye! No end! He never woke up and they carried him out like a potted plant."

Lanotte coughed twice: "And... just out of professional curiosity, I just learned how to make this potion, just like making a cocktail. The doctor and I got along well before, but unfortunately I heard later It's a shame he got a Pickman ghoul biting through his throat out there."

"If you really intend to return to the wonderful world in your head."

He took a deep breath, picked up a cheap wine glass and shook it: "I can arrange it for you."

[Option ①: I need you to help me prepare this potion. 】

[Option ②: What are you planning, Marino? 】

[Option ③: Let me think about it. 】

For a while, there was information that the lost city was a dreamland of all living beings, and at the same time, there was information that the lost city was a fantasy in Krys's mind.

Who should I trust?
Also, had he heard of the Pickman ghoul from Ranott?

Zhou Ze felt that since he played "Exile the Old Days", his brain cells began to die in large numbers.

Forget it, who cares, it’s pretty lucky to be able to reach here, continue to explore this route to see if you can find the truth, just rely on your feeling, collect clues first, don’t be impatient...

Puzzles are meant to be solved, not guessed.

"Give me a whole one."

Zhou Ze asked Kress to try to take the potion that Ranott said.

The big deal is to lose a file if it fails.

"I need you to help me prepare that potion."

Kress made up his mind and took a gamble that he didn't belong here.
"Need? Heh, I also need to go to the beach for vacation and enjoy the cool breeze of the Adriatic Sea, instead of being locked up with someone like you."

Lanotre continued to speak what he thought was a humorous sarcasm, stubbed out the cigarette in his hand, and lit another one to smoke.

"Everyone is an adult, not a child. Nothing in this life is easy. To make a long story short, tortoise, I don't have the main raw material for this medicine. What is that medicine... what is it called?"

He took out a tattered old notebook from the box, and flipped through the content: "That's right! It's called haloperidol! His drug strength can make a mammoth go crazy, hehe."

"The thing is, it's in the medicine cabinet over there and it's guarded like hell. If you can get me that dropper or something, maybe we can get on with it, Turtle."

"I'm going to figure out a way to get that dropper thing of yours."

Kress lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "I'm afraid this is my only hope."

"I believe you, after all you are a madman."

Ranott twirled his mustache: "By the way, the number of the medicine cabinet is zero, so don't take it wrong."

Medicine cabinet zero?Key Zero...

Gee.

Zhou Ze didn't comment, and he didn't know what Kleis was thinking, it must be confusing anyway.

As soon as Kles and Lanotte finished discussing the countermeasures, the doctor and two strong medical staff walked in from the door and walked straight to Kles.

"Mr. Rossi, if I smell this smell again in this ward, I'm going to take some drastic measures."

The bald doctor smelled the wine, his nose twitched, and he frowned at Lanotre.

"Say it as if I care," Ranotte muttered.

"Mr. Clays Kahn, I want to inform you that I will perform an operation on you immediately to treat your current symptoms."

The bald doctor didn't say anything to Lanotre, and turned his attention to the listless Kleis.

"I'm so happy for you that when we cut out the extra, dysfunctional parts of your brain, you won't be plagued by nightmares anymore."

Gan!Removal of excess parts of the brain?Mental Asylums of the Twentieth Century?

Zhou Ze suddenly remembered some miscellaneous knowledge that he had read. In modern times in the West, lobotomy was considered to be an extremely effective means of treating mental illness, and it was even promoted and used. Countless patients had their lobotomy removed and became dementia. .

The operation that the doctor said was probably a lobotomy!

"Turtle, you don't have much time left."

Lanotre had a half-smile: "As far as I know, people who have undergone that operation will become idiots who only know how to eat and sleep."

It is estimated that he accidentally injured other brain nerves.

Of course, the possibility that the doctor did it on purpose is not ruled out.

The medical conditions here are too rudimentary, and it is impossible to do a precise brain surgery. In all likelihood, it is the method of cutting an awl through the upper part of the eyeball from the eye socket into the brain, destroying the corresponding nerve...

As far as Zhou Ze knows, this modified (simple) lobotomy is the most likely to cause dementia.

"If Kles becomes demented, this save file will definitely be useless. Is it necessary to ask Lanot to concoct the medicine before the doctor prepares the surgical instruments?"

Zhou Ze noticed a 10-minute countdown in the lower left corner of the screen, and nearly 1 minute had passed during the conversation between him and Lanotte.

Time cannot be lost.

Manipulate Kress to find medicine cabinet zero in the ward.

Without much effort, he found the No. [-] medicine cabinet hanging on the leftmost wall. There was a large lock on it, which was almost the same as the No. [-] safe, but there was no No. [-] medicine cabinet on Krys key.

"Are you mentally handicapped? The key to the medicine cabinet is on the guard's body, and the key can be unlocked first."

Lanotre reminded him in a low voice, and pointed to a strong man with a scar face at the door of the ward.

That brawny man was the gang thug who once guarded outside the Bank of Azka. Kleiss had obtained a lot of valuable information from him with the bribe of a cigar. Unexpectedly, he was still a thug in the mental hospital. goalkeeper.

"I don't know if I can bribe this time."

Zhou Ze shrugged: "Not to mention that the questioning skills are gone, Kleis in the hospital gown only has [-] cigarettes on him, nothing else, and he doesn't have the capital to bribe him."

Have Krys interact with Scarface who is guarding the door.

The other party saw Chris approaching, with an unhappy look on his face: "What the hell do you want to do? Go back!"

It is not difficult to see that even if these people become the medical staff of the mental hospital, they are still no different from the gangsters in the Lost City, at least their bad attitude has never changed.

Kress went straight to the point: "Do you have the key to the medicine cabinet zero?"

The strong man harbored malicious intentions: "Yes, so what, weirdo?"

"I want that key."

"I see you are looking for a fight!"

The game instantly enters turn-based combat.

This fight is boring.

Cress has no weapons and can't use magic, so he can only keep waving his fists to attack the enemy.

Unlike Kles, who was unarmed, the watchman had a baton as a weapon in his hand, so the attack power was naturally much stronger. After a few rounds, Kles' blood bar was almost knocked down by more than half.

Zhou Ze outside the screen could only watch anxiously.

He wanted to give the item to Kress, but it was useless.

He wanted to call temporary teammates to help, but that didn't work either.

[Unable to use operations such as bestowing and recruiting due to the interference of mysterious power. 】

If you want krypton gold, you don't give krypton, the world game eats jujube pills!

"Go away! Don't force me to beat you to death."

Just when Zhou Ze thought that the first save game was finally coming to an end in this ridiculous hand-to-hand combat like a street brawl.

The watchman who beat Kles violently stopped when he had only a small amount of blood left, and kicked him back, but did not kill him.

"If you can't beat the card, it's okay?"

Zhou Ze rubbed his temples: "Kles couldn't beat the guard with his bare hands. I didn't think about it. It seems that I have to find a weapon for him in the room, but he is already bleeding, even if he finds a weapon. There have been better Caretakers."

During the game, Kress curled up on the cold floor in pain, his heart was more desperate than his body.

There's no way to open the medicine cabinet without the key.

There's no way to get Ranott to make that potion without opening the medicine cabinet.

There is no such potion...

"Hey, is it true that you are mentally retarded? Even if you are a desperate lunatic, you can't defeat those thugs without weapons."

Lanotre walked up to Kress who was lying on the ground, and handed him a glass of wine.

Chris took the wine casually and drank it down.

His blood volume has suddenly increased a bit, and it is still slowly recovering. There is also a powerful buff state of 'strengthening physical fitness, strengthening nerve reflexes, and shielding pain' under the blood bar in the upper left corner.

Zhou Ze in front of the screen was stunned. Good guy, what kind of wine did you drink?
"Don't get me wrong, this is not for you, thanks to twenty cigarettes."

Seeing Cress' astonished expression, Lanotre showed a profiteering smile.

"The potion is very powerful, right? Does it feel like your whole body is so light that you don't feel any pain at all? This is a special cocktail I made with the drugs I usually search for. I call it Remini Royal Medicinal Wine. After drinking it, I'm sure you'll be in high spirits, coward." can become a warrior.”

After a long time, it turned out to be that kind of drug, similar to a stimulant.

Zhou Ze didn't bother to care about so much.

If there is such a good thing, if you don't take it out sooner, you have to wait for Kleis to get beaten up.

The number of cigarettes this guy asked for happened to be the entire belongings in Kleiss' hospital gown. He really deserved to be a profiteer. He must have seen how many cigarettes he had at the price he quoted, and he didn't intend to keep any of them for him.

Although, after this, Kress probably won't need any cigarettes anymore.

Kles, who had obtained the state of drug blessing, became brave and fearless. He broke the railing of the hospital bed as a weapon, and successfully went up and hit the guard on the back of the head with a stick.

The other party swung Kles with the baton in his backhand, and he was completely indifferent as he couldn't feel the pain. He only attacked but not defended, and the iron rod swung on the horizontal bar of the bed board hit the guard's forehead with precision every time, bang bang bang!Brutally knocked him out.

Loot the unconscious caretaker.

The familiar zero key is here!

"The development of the plot is unexpectedly smooth every time. It is a bit too coincidental that Kleis encountered difficulties and finally managed to save the day."

Seeing the drugged Kleis easily win, Zhou Ze didn't have any joy in his heart, but some doubts.

"Old Exile" is the longest game he has ever played, and it is also the game that gave him the most headache, there is no doubt about it.

But the amazing thing is that the protagonist has never died once, and he has never failed once. This is completely different from the game experience where he stumbled and needed to read the file many times to find the opportunity to clear the level.

Some, strange.

At first, Zhou Ze thought it was the difference between the big world game and the small world game, and he played it seriously, so the protagonist was able to go so far on the first save without any problems.

But the truth is obviously not that simple.

He suspected that it wasn't how easy the game difficulty of "Old Exile" was.

Instead, there is a mysterious force that secretly helps him reduce the difficulty of the game, so that Kles can't die when he is in danger, and allows Kles to provide unexpected help when he is stuck in moving forward.

Could this mysterious force be Amishus?
(End of this chapter)