After being poisoned by mushrooms, all the strange creatures became fascinated by me.

"That's over there..." Jiang Hui squinted, gazing into the distance.

The two looked at each other and saw the same shock in each other's eyes.

"...in the direction where they are in southern Xinjiang."

Yes, they underestimated them.

Even though he had been worn down into a mentally unstable monster, even though he had been tormented by the eeriness of the hospital.

The first thing they did after emerging from the glass wall wasn't revenge. Of course not. There were things a thousand times, ten thousand times more important than that.

—Get to their side.

Tang Li almost laughed at her own narrow-mindedness. She stared at those ugly, disgusting, swollen figures who had forgotten how to walk and were almost staggering as they ran.

But it was as if they saw hordes of knights rushing to the battlefield, fearless and undaunted. They were going to protect their king.

"Qiu Wanting, Qiu Wanting?"

Jiang Hui's shout came from beside my ear.

"Attention! Full speed ahead, no more time to avoid those ghosts and hospital staff!" she shouted, laughing as she went.

"—They've gone to protect you!"

Tonight's eerie private hospital.

Most of the eerie creatures and players were still fast asleep.

As far as the supernatural is concerned, although Sun Ping's "Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts" did not succeed in the end, a large number of players perished in it, making this round of the dungeon quite fruitful.

For the players, their daily routine of "healing" and outsmarting the doctor had already exhausted almost all their energy. With two days left before the dungeon ended, they were only focused on surviving these two days and getting out of the dungeon.

Fang Yingjie was still awake. Even after entering the instance, he hadn't broken his bad habit of staying up late. Therefore, he received Qiu Wanting's call immediately.

"Xiao Fang, wake up the players. Those who are not capable should hide and take refuge first. Those who are more capable can go into the arena and earn some points."

"If anyone wants to help, tell them to protect the child."

The walkie-talkie was already noisy, but then a huge roar and the sound of rushing water suddenly filled the air, drowning out Qiu Wanting's last words.

At the same time, tremors and loud noises came from beneath our feet, as if the gods were enraged and the entire building was shaking.

Qiu Wanting's roar echoed through the chaos:

"We're starting a team fight!"

So no one slept that night.

Vice Dean Qi Cuiming, Personnel Officer Liu Ying, and others frantically pounded on the dean's office door, shouting, "Dean! Dean! The vengeful spirits have rioted! They've left the basement!"

The door to the dean's office was flung open with a bang. Lei Hong stood in the doorway, his face ashen, his eyes sweeping over the group of eerie figures still in their pajamas: "Who? Who betrayed us?!"

The only thing that can command the ghosts is that phone, and only a handful of them know the phone number. Who is it? Who betrayed me?

At this point, Lei Hong still had time to ask who the traitor was.

As the vengeful spirits they had personally raised surged forth from the ground like a swarm of wet, sticky, slender white worms, they rapidly flooded into corridors and stairwells, like diligent street sweepers cleaning away everything in their path—

First floor, second floor, third floor...

Human flesh and grotesque flesh mingled together, indistinguishable from one another, all turning into mud that covered the ground and walls.

Behind him, Liu Ying, the female HR agent, held her phone, repeatedly dialing the number she knew by heart.

"774000000……774000000……"

"Dean! Dean!" A desperate female voice almost cried out, "What's going on? I can't get through on the phone, it's always busy!"

Ah, what a clever man. Dean Lei Hong thought, feeling anger swelling in his chest, almost overflowing his throat.

—Ever since the other party dialed the number and gave instructions to the ghost, they have not hung up the phone.

Therefore, the ghouls they carefully raised became mere playthings in the hands of their opponents, to be used at will.

There's no need to try and deceive yourself anymore.

Lei Hong suddenly turned around and roared at all the strange creatures, "The hospital is under emergency!"

"Let's fight!"

A piercing alarm blared throughout the eerie private hospital.

The demons and monsters that had been sleeping in the corners of the hospital all woke up.

The doctors finally stopped pretending to be polite, and the nurses stopped forcing friendly smiles; they were carrying chainsaws or sharp knives.

The bizarre private hospital, like a colossal machine suddenly in motion, fearlessly confronts the surging white torrent. Naked white ghosts, white doctors and nurses, white against white, fight each other, and blood blooms unrestrainedly.

In this chaotic battlefield, little children held hands, walked silently along the wall in a line.

Like an orderly ant colony, they silently pass through the sudden downpour of red and white.

Until the lead vehicle from southern Xinjiang rounded a corner, it was suddenly caught off guard and met the eyes of a nurse.

A terrified and furious scream pierced through all the eerie eardrums.

"--child!"

Whispering Private Hospitals Group (50)

Receptionist Mary: Children! Children! They're on the fourth floor!!!

Mary at the front desk: There's a child on the fourth floor! There's a child on the fourth floor! Why would there be a living child in a hospital?!

Receptionist Mary: They're back! They're back for me! No, no, no, no…

With a scream, Mary's eyes shattered, like a water-filled balloon suddenly bursting. At the same time, Dean Lei Hong's power briefly descended upon Mary, controlling her to turn her head. In that instant when her eyes shattered, Lei Hong saw everything clearly in front of her.

The group of children, holding hands, silently watched him with their dark eyes.

Those were familiar eyes. Lei Hong recognized them; he recognized every single one of them. When they were cut open from their bellies, they stared at him with those dark, hollow eyes for a long, silent time.

It was that look in their eyes that made all the hospital staff understand why they wouldn't leave a single child behind, and why every child in the hospital had to be killed.

It was a focused, pure hatred, abandoning insults and cruelty, simply using all its strength to remember every eerie face of theirs, a blood feud that would last until death.

How are they still alive?

Why can't they just die peacefully?!

At that moment, all the strange employees who saw the message felt an unusual chill, as if a small, tender hand was gently patting their shoulders from behind.

In the dean's office, Lei Hong stood still, surrounded by hospital staff who were loyal to him.

He looked at them and saw their bewildered faces.

What are they afraid of? Afraid of a group of vulnerable children?

...What am I afraid of?

Anger swelled within him again, and he felt a burning fire raging in his eyes and throat.

"Go kill them! Go kill those children!"

He waved his arms, pointed outside the door, and spoke in a cold, angry, and high-pitched voice.

Whispering Private Hospitals Group (50)

Dean Lei Hong: All staff, do your utmost to kill the children and their accomplices. After the unrest is quelled, rewards will be given based on the number of heads taken.

Dean Lei Hong: Ordinary staff who hunt children/ghosts less than ten times, and senior staff who hunt children/ghosts less than twenty times, will become new test subjects.

Dean Lei Hong: If any players are in the way, kill them all.

Dean Lei Hong: @Everyone.

It was as if an invisible whip was lashing at the strange employees around them, making them rush to the door and scramble to carry out the director's orders.

However, however.

Everything changed at this moment.

Even Lei Hong himself didn't realize that, in his anger...

Fear, polite as ever, gently tapped his teeth.