Unusual call

"Go hide in the house!"

The Angel of Huangquan dragged the little follower and ran into the back room. The system defaulted to the safety of the room a few nights ago, and they were used to making the two of them step on hot wheels. But when they got to the room, they were dumbfounded, only to realize that the door was locked. It was destroyed by themselves, and it couldn't be closed at all! !

"I guess there's no use hiding in there."

Ji Chuan watched the group of mature mummies slowly walking towards them like cats and dogs. The athlete in his mind ran quickly, and he suddenly backed up a few steps and ran to the room where the little followers were hiding. , from the already devastated bathroom, forcibly removed the iron pipe that he had missed from the beginning and held it in his hand.

"What are you going to do?" Although I saw Ji Chuan running around carrying a shower early in the morning, Rhett actually didn't see him use it. Seeing him holding up the same type of weapon again this time, his heart twitched. "Aren't you going to be confrontational?"

"Then what else?" Ji Chuan said and walked out, and still managed to dodge and face the opposite side, "I have a guess, we should be able to go out after we crack Little Hart's imagination."

"You still need to say that?" Reid rolled his eyes speechlessly. Although he disliked Ji Chuan's whimsical ideas, he followed Ji Chuan's example and took off a leg from the chair and held it in his hand. , "Jr. Hart's case is in his own lounge. The trophy base of the old Hart Lifetime Honor Award is empty. It's ironic that he hid that thing there."

"So you destroyed it after reading it?" Ji Chuan stood still three meters away from the mummy, and said speechlessly, "It's too unkind to destroy evidence."

"Everyone, each other." Reid smiled, and told the little follower to hide here, and he also walked towards Ji Chuan, but he was always half a body behind Ji Chuan. At first glance, it seemed that Ji Chuan was the captain , In fact, he planned to run away when something went wrong.

"It seems that you all have great determination." Hart watched Ji Chuan and the others put on a show with the mentality of cat catching mice, but did not get the other party's obedient expression, and the teasing look finally turned into viciousness and disgust. , "There is no need to choose to come here because of your illness, the dregs are an eyesore, but since you are here, stay and be my patient."

The actions of the mummies suddenly became quicker, but their speed was far behind those patients Ji Chuan encountered on the second floor.Seeing the scene in front of him, Hart frowned slightly, and the speed of the mummies was a little faster than before.

But Ji Chuan's head suddenly felt dizzy, he forced himself to gather himself, and saw the angel of Huangquan standing beside him, staring at the front.

The overall speed of the mummies stopped again, slightly slower than before.

This is a tug-of-war of brains. Hart is the master of this sanatorium and has an absolute advantage. The patients should be evenly matched with each other. But Ji Chuan is unwilling to take the risk of trapping himself in the gap of their imagination. Put yourself in a situation where anytime, anywhere could turn into a Siberian cold snap.

"What is this? Is it control flow? Is the control flow competing with the summoning system? But what about our main output? Do we want Xiao Xiao to go up?" Angel Huang Quan couldn't bear it anymore, and his pale face was the same as his. The name is matched with a face.

Ji Chuan thought about it for half a second before he figured out that Xiaoxiao probably meant the little follower.

"Yo ho, I played the game a lot, shit." Ji Chuan changed his words in a polite manner, and didn't think there was anything wrong.

"You're a shit!!" Angel Huangquan was terrified all of a sudden, and the group of mummified spirits on the opposite side were so excited, they rushed towards them one after another.

"Fortunately, there are not many medical staff." Ji Chuan secretly took a deep breath, and rushed out with the iron pipe.

Angel Huang Quan was about to say something to Ji Chuan, but in the end, he saw that person disappearing from his eyes like a shadow, and appearing on the opposite side like a teleportation, which made him speechless.However, Ji Chuan's performance also made him realize a new method. Brains can be applied not only to the opponent, but also to himself. As long as it is not too much to summon the dragon or something, he should basically be able to use it to a small extent. little effect.

Although the iron rod has rusted, it is invincible in Ji Chuan's mind. He was forced to learn some miscellaneous things since he was a child. Among them, kendo is barely one he doesn't like. Ji Chuan's original intention is to use it for self-defense and disguise. Yes, I didn't expect it to come in handy here.

Hart on the opposite side obviously didn't expect that one of the group of dying patients would be able to fight. His two light golden eyebrows were squeezed in the middle, and the word Sichuan between the eyebrows seemed to be scratched again. A few strokes, and at the same time, those mummies became even crazier.

The Angel of Huangquan over there had already knelt on the ground with a pale complexion. He was panting heavily, supporting himself not to be taken out of the game ahead of time, and finally persisted until the end. Victory was in sight, and someone was standing in front of them Desperately, No.1, who got it so easily, doesn't want him to hand it over to others!

"When will we..." Angel's little follower came out of the house and walked to Huangquan Angel, squatting down and asking in a low voice while helping him.

"Wait, wait until Hart's assumptions loosen, we can go out." Angel Huangquan wiped off unnecessary sweat, and stared at Ji Chuan's battlefield in front of him.

Seven or eight mummy spirits jumped up and down beside Ji Chuan. They were not afraid of pain and would not die. Even if their necks were broken, they would still rejoin the ranks of killing Ji Chuan in a posture that the broken limbs could adapt to.

At this moment, Ji Xiaochuan's children's shoes are very envious of a certain kid who is making troubles in the sea. If he is given eight hands to remove eight iron pipes, he can directly pry the sky for this dungeon!

It's a pity that he doesn't have eight hands, not only he doesn't have any, but he has to hold an iron pipe with two hands, while beating the gang of mature mummies, and at the same time, he is distracted to resist the imaginary blessing from Hart. I don't even know what I'm doing, I just know that if I stop, I won't be able to sing at all.

The inhibitor syringe left by Hart in his pocket was broken during the fight, and without the most convenient method, Ji Chuan couldn't get close to the opponent to knock him out for a while, so he had to think about it. another way.

"I've seen Hart!" At this moment, Ji Chuan noticed Rice, who had been standing behind Hart with an anxious expression on his face. He neither helped Hart deal with them, nor did he intend to stop him. What are you hesitating about.

Hearing Ji Chuan's voice, Les raised his head in a daze, and looked towards him.

"I've seen Hart!" Ji Chuan lowered his head and slipped under the armpit of a mummy with the oldest arms, and moved a few steps towards Rice, "He's trapped in the mirror!"

Les looked at Ji Chuan in disbelief, "What did you say? Who is trapped in the name?"

"Don't listen to his nonsense!!" Hart is not deaf, of course he heard what Ji Chuan said, and his attention was distracted, "Do you want to believe the words of a hypochondriac?"

"Dr. Hart took a photo with his grandfather, and the location should be right in front of this nursing home, and this nursing home should be called the Hart Psychiatric Institute." After saying this, Ji Chuan couldn't help shouting, "Little follower! "

Suddenly, he was stunned by CUE's little follower, and then he understood what Ji Chuan meant, he groped in his pocket, took out the half of the photo and held it up, "Look!"

After seeing the photo, Les couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Do you have the heart to watch your grandson go astray again?!" Putting down all the mummified spirits whose combat effectiveness had dropped a few notches due to distraction, Ji Chuan shook his stiff arm and leaned against the There was a gasp on the wall, "Les, I also saw those honor trophies and medals, the nursing home you hoped for, your beloved grandson, and all of this now, is it the result you want to see in the end?"

"Father!" Mirror Ghost Old Hart's voice came from the shattered glass on the ground, "Little Hart will be swallowed up if this continues!!"

Les covered his face in pain. He is the strongest obsession in Little Hart's heart. Of course, he also understands what Little Hart desires most in his heart. He thought that with himself, he could cure Little Hart. Even though he could no longer stand under the sun again as a human being, he found that he not only failed to do so, but also gradually pushed Little Hart to the brink of danger.

"Little Hart..." Dr. Rice seemed to have aged dozens of years in an instant, and his eyes gradually revealed the color of twilight, "Little Hart, let's go..."

"Less!" Dr. Hart looked at Les with a grim face. Perhaps from the day he created him, he could no longer regard him as his grandfather, but a tool to help him realize his imagination, "I It’s helping you realize your ideals!!! Make this sanatorium an imaginary paradise, where we will live happily forever, and treat these patients who yearn for relief, isn’t it good?!”

The sanatorium was shaking.

It is probably because Little Hart's mind has been impacted by someone close to him, making his fantasy no longer so unbreakable.

"Little Hart, that's enough, I just want you." Les walked up to Hart and stroked his golden hair, "I made a mistake from the beginning, maybe I just want to spend more time with you, see You're happy, but I don't want to destroy you."

"Hehe, who do you want to destroy?" Hart was half a head taller than Rice, looking down at him at this time, "Do you think you can destroy me?"

As Hart spoke, Rice's body began to fester.Starting from the feet, the clothes on his body were turning into ashes little by little. The exposed flesh inside seemed to have been gnawed by wild animals and exposed to the air for a long time, turning black and purple, and the blackened bones inside could still be vaguely seen.

"Those patients gnawed you into this state. It was I who gave you a new image and regained all of this. You actually said you wanted to destroy me?" Hart said, taking a few steps back, watching his body rot Les looked like looking at another piece of art, "At the beginning, I should have watched you being eaten up by them, until there were no bones left."

Ji Chuan looked at everything in front of him with difficulty, he never expected that Old Hart would die in such a way.Swallowed alive by his own research subjects...

"It's my fault." The pain of death was awakened again, but Les felt that his mind was clearer than ever, "So I made it up."

After finishing speaking, he stumbled and ran towards Hart, holding him firmly in his arms.

All the mummified spirits uttered painful and sharp screams, and all lay on the ground in pain, scratching their exposed skin and grabbing their bodies.Just like Les, their bodies gradually rotted and withered, and the tattered clothes turned into ashes and disappeared into the air as if they were torn. The entire nursing home was filled with a strong smell of decay.

Ji Chuan held his nose and retreated a long distance, looked at everything that happened in front of him pitifully, and finally completed what happened in the nursing home.

He studies them, and they eat flesh in revenge.At this moment, Ji Chuan seemed to be dumb, unable to say anything.

The vibration of the nursing home gradually increased, and large cracks began to appear on the ground and walls. As the cracks became larger, the surface seemed to be peeled off, revealing the original appearance of the nursing home inside.

The old nursing home seems to have fulfilled a certain mission, gradually returning to its original appearance.

"It's now!!"

Just when Ji Chuan was still immersed in the emotions of hurting the spring and autumn, the angel of Huangquan over there suddenly yelled at the little follower. Immediately afterwards, the restored old sanatorium began to collapse on a large scale, and the huge stones resembled It fell down as if it had been chipped, Ji Chuan dodged to avoid a piece of concrete, and looked over there.

"Thank you anyway, for letting us know that players can also take advantage of the loophole of boss spirit loosening to cause damage here." Angel Huangquan looked at Ji Chuan, his eyes full of admiration, "Thank you for telling us to destroy this place You can escape this dungeon, the position on the leaderboard, let me admit it, this time I won’t let you take the lead again.”

"He Zichuan is sorry, this time we are going to take the first place~" The little follower put his arms around Huang Quan's arm and smiled sweetly at Ji Chuan, "We will meet again next time, let's continue to cooperate~"

Faced with the situation that he was about to be crushed to death, Ji Chuan just looked at the little follower calmly and smiled.Then, he took out the unused surgical knife from his pocket, stabbed it straight into his chest, and disappeared into the copy of the game.

Everyone seems to have forgotten one thing, the so-called players are actually hypochondriacs...