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

Chapter 4 Good Luck Jinton
With the master's previous experience as a lesson, Wu Chang didn't even have the desire to open the door. He just lay on the bed and fell asleep.

Despite being in a dangerous and unfamiliar environment, he slept unusually soundly until daybreak, when he was awakened by a knock on the door.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw a nurse standing in the room, knocking on the open door.

"Mr. Sean, it's time for the consultation."

Wu Chang sat up from the bed and looked at the nurse while rubbing his eyes.

His eyes swept over the nurse, and finally stopped at the name tag hanging on her towering chest.

"Julie Smith"

Perhaps it was because of the name, Nurse Julie had an aggressive and stern look, and a temperament that was both sexy and cold, which was 80% similar to a female star he knew in real life.

Julie threw a blue and white checkered hospital gown onto the bed and said expressionlessly, "Put it on."

Wu Chang picked up the hospital gown and glanced at Julie hesitantly. Seeing that she had no intention of leaving, he asked:

"Aren't you going to step aside?"

"Observing the patient is part of the examination."

Julie had no objection, and Wu Chang certainly wouldn't be pretentious, so he started changing his clothes immediately.

Seeing Wu Chang taking off his shirt, revealing his muscular body with clear edges and corners, Julie raised her eyebrows and stared at him intently.

If visual inspection is an examination, the sharpness of Julie's eyes is definitely like giving Wu Chang an X-ray.

Wu Chang posed with one hand on his waist in a bodybuilding competition pose, showing off his muscles from the front, and jokingly asked, "Would you like to give me a score?"

"Full marks," Julie said flatly.

"Really?"

"Of course, those potato-eating guys in town don't have such good figures."

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Julie’s tone remained flat throughout the whole speech, but Wu Chang heard something else.

Julie seemed to be reminding him that his size would give him away as an outsider.

He quickly put on his clothes. Regardless of whether it was an illusion or not, it was always better to be careful.

How does the phrase go, despicable outsider.

In many game settings, the locals are very "hospitable".

Seeing Wu Chang put on his clothes, Julie withdrew her gaze and took him out of the room.

The decoration style inside the sanatorium is unified, and the style outside the rooms is also simple and pure. Everything is practical and there is no unnecessary decoration.

On both sides of the gray-white corridor, there are heavy iron doors. Nurses in white uniforms patrol back and forth, watching the iron doors vigilantly.

Not every patient living in Moonlight Sanatorium is as healthy as Wu Chang.

From the moment he left the room, the wailing, crying and screaming in his ears never stopped, and they were clearly audible even through the heavy iron door.

"What disease do they have?" Wu Chang asked in a low voice.

Julie said, "Same as you, delusional."

Wu Chang: “…”

If Julie hadn't said it, he would have thought someone was biting someone behind the door.

The paranoia in the copy seemed to be a little different from the paranoia he knew.

The sanatorium as a whole is a four-story building, and the treatment area where patients are examined is on the third floor.

After a short wait, Wu Chang followed Julie into the mild illness clinic.

Sitting in the clinic was a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance, obvious bags under his eyes, and a somewhat haggard look. The name tag on his chest read "Charles".

Wu Chang just took a look and felt that the other party was unreliable.

For a doctor of this age, his hair is still thick and luxuriant, so I guess his medical skills are not very good.

Charles lowered his head and asked, "Name?"

"Wu... Sean."

Charles pulled out a medical record from his hand, glanced at it, and then threw out a packet of medicine.

"Three times a day, the pills take effect half an hour after taking them, and the last dose should be taken before bedtime."

Wu Chang opened the waterproof paper bag and found three capsules inside.

"Item name: Special medicine."

"Type: Consumable."

"Item Description: While the drug is in effect, it isolates the mind from external influences and makes it immune to low-level mental attacks. Side effects: While the drug is in effect, hallucinations will appear randomly before your eyes. After the drug's effect ends, the upper limit of your willpower will be reduced by 0.1 and will last until the end of the dungeon."

"Note: Nothing can make me crazy as long as I go crazy first."

Wu Chang calmly put away the special medicine, and his eyes became strange.

Can this special medicine really cure the patient?
After prescribing the medicine, Charles slammed the bell on the table and said goodbye:
"next."

During the entire treatment, Charles didn't even see Wu Chang's face clearly.

Tsk, he is indeed a quack.

Leaving the clinic, Wu Chang asked in a low voice: "Is it really okay to ask questions like this?"

Julie turned her head away and replied in a voice without any emotion: "Dr. Charles is very experienced, don't worry."

Wu Chang: "Ms. Julie, turn your head and look at me, then say it again."

Julie quickened her pace and walked to the first floor without looking back, saying in a stiff tone: "Hurry up, we will miss breakfast if we are any later." When she went down to the lobby on the first floor of the sanatorium, the first thing that came into her sight was an open wooden door.

Outside the wooden door is the front yard of the sanatorium. A circle of iron fence separates the inside and outside of the sanatorium. An iron chain lock is symbolically hung on the gate of the iron fence.

There is a wooden sign next to the gate.

"During the control period, a warrant from the dean is required to pass through, and private entry and exit is prohibited."

Neither the wooden door of the sanatorium nor the iron fence gate was guarded and could be smashed open with just a paper clip, a hammer, or even a brick.

The main task of the dungeon is to leave the Moonlight Sanatorium. If it were someone else, even if they knew that a B-level dungeon could not be that simple, they would still give it a try without giving up.

But Wu Chang wouldn't.

The artistic spurts of blood on the door were telling him not to seek death.

Every stain of blood is a resentment.

A few pieces of resentment sprayed into the air, causing a layer of air wall to take shape. The air wall overlapped with the iron fence, covering the entire sanatorium.

He randomly selected a few resentments to check, and found that the owners of the resentments were not only players, but also natives of the copy plane.

No matter who they were, they would fall to the ground and die the moment they touched the gate. Their bodies would twist and dissipate as if they were swallowed by something unknown. There was no struggle or resistance.

In the cafeteria on the left side of the hall, Wu Chang received his breakfast.

Two unpeeled potatoes and a small bowl of bean stew.

The beans had been completely stewed and paired with an unknown sauce. Both the taste and texture were like vomit that had been digested several times.

Julie is right, eating this kind of food will not make you gain weight.

He followed Julie with breakfast in his hand and came to the activity room on the first floor.

Entertainment in the activity room is like taking a walk in prison, and it is one of the few free times for patients.

When the two arrived, there were already nearly thirty patients scattered around the activity room. They were in groups of three or five, some sitting back to back and loudly plotting their jailbreak, some gathered around a vase and asked earnestly how to change their footwork when kicking a ball.

Looking at all the actions that made people wonder, Wu Chang was sure that this was a real mental hospital.

Before entering the activity room, Julie whispered:
"I'll give you two pieces of advice. First, don't cause trouble here, especially under the noses of medical staff. Second, if you want to leave intact, it's best not to provoke Jinton."

"why?"

"That guy is really good at playing with people's hearts. Many people who have gambled with him have accelerated the deterioration of their illness and turned into idiots in advance."

"I'll pay attention."

Looking at Julie's departing back, Wu Chang could be sure that his previous feeling was not an illusion, and Julie was helping him.

No matter what her intentions are, she is at least a half ally.

When he walked into the activity room, before he had time to see the internal structure of the activity room clearly, his eyes were attracted by a fat man who was sitting alone at the table shuffling cards, as if he had encountered a magnet.

Wu Chang could be sure that he was the fat man who appeared in the mage's resentment.

Just eating the limited supply of potatoes and stewed beans can grow a strong stomach weighing more than 300 pounds, but not everyone has it.

This guy is either getting some special treatment or he's gaining weight just by drinking cold water.

The fat man is eye-catching not only because of his body shape, but also because of the dense resentment behind him.

With a quick glance, there were no less than twenty resentments, two of which were particularly eye-catching, one bright red and one dark red.

Compared to him, the bloody criminal on the bus can be considered well-behaved.

Wu Chang found a corner to sit down, stuffing stewed beans into his mouth while checking the fat man's resentment.

This behavior reminded him of the fourth child in the dormitory who watched a daily traffic accident summary while eating.

It’s true, this method is quite appetizing. After reading all the resentments, he actually ate the bowl of stewed beans that looked like vomit.

Question the fourth brother, understand the fourth brother, become the fourth brother, surpass the fourth brother!

The resentful scenes behind the fat man are mostly related to gambling.

"All in, we must all in!"

……

"I have four kings, I don't believe you can have a straight flush!"

……

"Lady Luck is smiling. I'm lucky today!"

……

Among the many light red resentments, the last recorded scene was mostly of grabbing a handful of big cards, shouting with red eyes while opening the cards. Even through the last words, one could feel the madness of the owner of the resentment before his death.

Cherish life and stay away from gambling.

Wu Chang shook his head, put the bowl on the table beside him, put two potatoes in his pocket, and walked over to the fat man who was shuffling the cards.

"It's so boring to play cards alone, why don't you play a few rounds with me?"

The fat man looked up at Wu Chang, smiling particularly happily, like a child who has found a new toy.

"Okay, if you're willing to play with me, then we'll be friends. I haven't seen you before, are you new here?"

Wu Chang sat down opposite the fat man and said, "Well, my name is Sean, what's yours?"

The fat man smiled and said, "My name is Jinton, and everyone calls me "Lucky Jinton."

(End of this chapter)