Tang Li and Jiang Hui are quietly accomplishing great things.

All of this stemmed from the idea proposed by Tang Li.

"Can we let them out?" she asked, pointing to the floating bodies behind the glass wall.

"Anyway, according to you, once they get out, they'll settle scores and seek revenge. Let them go after the doctor who harmed them before, and we can take advantage of the chaos."

Jiang Hui sighed: "Have you ever seen large animals migrating in herds?"

Do you think they care if there are innocent wildflowers or grass under their hooves when they're running towards their destination?

"Ah," Tang Li said disappointedly, "Are we going to get run over by them? Oh well..."

"But I think it's feasible," Jiang Hui said, "as long as we don't stand in their path to revenge."

She raised her hand, and the small metal cube in her hand was still glittering.

"Most importantly—the bomb, I have a remote control."

then……

This prosperous era has finally come as Jiang Hui wished.

the other side.

They were unaware that two people were preparing a surprise for everyone.

The little faces of the children were turned up, looking at Qiu Wanting.

Everything fell silent, with only Lu Dapeng's heavy breathing echoing in the air.

Under Qiu Wanting's watchful gaze, Nanjiang finally spoke for the first time. His tender childish voice echoed throughout the second basement level, creating a series of reverberations that were almost chilling.

"...You said your two companions went to the other side of the hospital's underground area?" Nanjiang asked seriously, his solemn expression appearing on the baby's small face with a distorted sense of dislocation.

"Yes," Qiu Wanting replied, sensing the sudden tension in southern Xinjiang. He unconsciously gripped the walkie-talkie in his pocket tighter. "Do you know what's going on over there?"

"You should go back immediately to help your teammates," Nanjiang said in a low, urgent voice. "There's... Ward 4 over there."

"The fourth ward is where the doctors at the Ghost Story Private Hospital conducted experiments on Gu Xiaoying. It holds the most painful and embarrassing memories of the dungeon boss, and he will not allow players to see them."

Huh? Gu Xiaoying.

Qiu Wanting had been leaning forward warily, ready to provide support at any moment, but upon hearing the last two sentences from Nanjiang, he regained his infuriatingly calm demeanor.

They even asked, seemingly still wanting more, "Okay, is there anything else?"

Southern Xinjiang: Is this guy crazy?

"It's alright, they're fine." Qiu Wanting waved his hand calmly. "Don't underestimate my companions... Now, let's get back to your scheme."

Nanjiang frowned, his refusal clear: "We've only benefited from this misfortune, completely escaping the fate of being entangled with the bizarre livestreaming room, so nobody wants to go back."

His gaze shifted from Qiu Wanting to Lu Dapeng, and his tone softened several times over. "Xiaopeng... Old Lu is alive too, he's just not with us."

"Don't worry, it's just not the right time yet, but we are ready and we will definitely reunite in the future."

"Two more days until we meet the conditions to leave the instance. Xiao Peng, go back..." Nanjiang smiled for the first time that night. "You've grown up, you're so powerful now, you don't need us to accompany you, you can live well on your own."

His words clearly did not calm Lu Dapeng down. His expression became even more agitated. He took a step forward and was about to speak when Qiu Wanting patted him on the shoulder to stop him.

"You're all grown up now, yet you still treat 'Xiao Peng' like a child?" a lazy voice rang out.

Under the unfriendly gazes of Nanjiang and the others, Qiu Wanting clicked her tongue lightly, "Even his beard is quite thick now..."

Xiao Peng touched his beard blankly.

"Lu Dapeng," Qiu Wanting asked abruptly, her voice turning stern, "are you prepared to die here?"

Lu Dapeng was taken aback, then his voice boomed: "Of course!"

"Look," Qiu Wanting pointed to the emotionally agitated person next to him and spread his hands toward Nanjiang, "Lu Dapeng and Lu Qisheng are brothers, right? Look at him, if he can't rescue his brother, he'd probably rather kill himself here than leave the instance."

Even if you mean well and don't want him to take any risks, he won't obediently follow your orders. Letting him wander around the hospital will only hasten his death, won't it?

These words were certainly unpleasant to hear, and Nanjiang frowned, but he found that Lu Dapeng had taken them to heart and nodded repeatedly in agreement.

"I advise you not to underestimate a person's willingness to die," Qiu Wanting advised leisurely. "Aren't you the ones who know this best?"

Nanjiang's smile vanished, and through the child's tender body, one could vaguely discern the figure of the ruthless and popular streamer: "I disagree. You can't help; you'll only be throwing your lives away here. Xiaopeng, go back immediately and wait to leave the instance."

Lu Dapeng was so angry that his face turned red and his teeth were grinding together.

"Ugh, ugh, another one of those annoying arguments." Qiu Wanting scoffed, counting on her fingers, "For your own good, stay away from me, it's none of your business."

If Jiang Hui were here, she would definitely sympathize with Nanjiang. Everyone who has watched Qiu Wanting's live stream knows that this person only knows how to give drastic advice in the end.

Qiu Wanting retracted her fingers, her eyes behind her glasses fixed intently on southern Xinjiang:

"Did Lu Qisheng treat you the same way?"

"Inside that machine, it willingly took all the risks, and then gave you a healthy, clean body?"

"Ignoring your wishes and your pleas, you're determined to stay on the safe side?"

Anger stained the faces of all the children. Nanjiang stepped forward: "How dare you..."

"Oh? So you can get angry after all. Is it because of regret?" Qiu Wanting stepped forward without any hesitation, her tone almost interrogative. "Regretful that you were the survivor?"

"—In that case, you should know all too well what it feels like to refuse to live on the blood of your own family!"

Nanjiang's thin chest heaved rapidly and violently. How could he not understand that feeling... So at this moment, he finally stopped deceiving himself. He understood that Lu Dapeng would not listen to his arrangements and advice.

All his anger turned to sorrow, and Nanjiang sighed deeply, his voice both youthful and aged: "Why bother..."

Qiu Wanting knew that he had compromised.

He clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention back: "You want to save your friends, lovers, and family; we want to clear this bizarre instance; our goal is to destroy the Ghostly Private Hospital. So, don't waste time hesitating."

"—Now, tell me first, where exactly are Lu Qisheng and the others?"

Nanjiang replied softly, "If your two companions hadn't been killed by Gu Xiaoying..."

"They might just find them."

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