Be a system in a survival game

Chapter 216 The Seventh Ward 8
On the fifth floor, the atmosphere of guidance is even stronger.

Strangely, this breath disappeared as soon as we reached the fifth floor.

Nan Li stood in the empty corridor, a little at a loss.

She walked aimlessly and slowly.

All the doors were tightly shut.

There is a layer of iron mesh door besides the door of each ward.

The iron mesh door was opened from the outside, obviously, this is the standard equipment of psychiatric wards.

The seventh ward.

A pair of indifferent and dark eyes suddenly opened.

The koi pendant around the man's neck vibrated violently, almost breaking free from the rope.

Dixiu lightly stroked his way back with his fingers, his voice was so low that he could barely hear: "Don't worry."

The people on the other two beds were sound asleep, and the player in the middle was even snoring lightly.

He pulled back the quilt and got out of bed, stepping on the ground with bare feet.

A golden figure walked slowly past the door of his ward.

It was like a phantom, but it firmly caught Dixiu's eyeballs.

He stared at that figure, with stormy waves rolling in his calm eyes.

his little fish...

He finally found his little fish...

A certain little fish didn't know that she had been stared at for so long, and she turned around the entire fifth floor in melancholy, unable to judge where the short-lived breath just now came from.

So she opened the space door in disappointment and went back to the third floor.

The owner came back, and the small lights of the milk tea shop dimly lit up, looking very warm in the dark corridor.

Nan Li made himself a cup of milk tea, thought about it, made another cup and brought it to the dean.

After leaving the milk tea shop, the entire third floor was filled with a terrifying atmosphere, as if a huge monster was dormant.

No one dared to approach.

Nan carp wrinkled his nose.

The door of the office next door was left open, and it was decorated in pink, as if the owner of the room was very girlish.

But if you look closely, the pink walls and ceiling give people the feeling of a soft fleshy wall, even revealing the blue color of the texture of blood vessels and meridians.

The office is large, and there are some papers scattered on the mahogany desk.

Of course, there are still some crumpled and thrown on the table.

It can be seen that it was unreconciled to be flattened and placed there after being lumped together.

Going further inside, a monster is leaning on a chair that is several times larger than normal.

Its "clothes" are mainly dark red, and the exposed arms are a kind of corpse gray.

Its eyes are completely black, and its head is wrapped in the same dark red armor.

This monster has facial features similar to a human face, and Nan Li clearly saw that it was seriously pursing its lips and peeling apples.

The apple in its hand was peeled as if it had been gnawed by a dog, and a piece of the peel was crumbling in its hand.

"..."

Nan Li put the milk tea given to him on the table, and while sucking the tea in his own hand, he found a stool for himself to watch.

The dean was not surprised to see her coming.

Continue to concentrate on peeling the apple in your hand.

After a while, Nan Li couldn't stand it anymore: "How about... why don't you cut it?"

"No!" Dean's voice was full of stubbornness: "I have to peel a whole apple today!"

"..." Nanli directly snatched the thing in its hand, cut it twice and cut it five times, then gave it back: "I just don't want you to waste food."

The dean looked at the apple with his long nails, then stuffed it into his mouth, chewed and swallowed, and said vaguely: "I can practice slowly."

(End of this chapter)