"Kill them, kill them all..."

The sound was like a pleasant hum.

The dean's office was empty, with only Lei Hong remaining.

Whether it's a clerical staff member like Liu Dan from the personnel department or a core leader second only to the president like Qi Cuiming, without exception, they all have to go out and fight the traitors.

The staircase was still shaking, and shouts of fighting and killing could be heard through the doors and walls.

The air was thick with the stench of blood. Lei Hong took a deep breath and finally revealed a satisfied smile.

Meanwhile, in the corridor.

The doctors and nurses slowly turned their faces, and the fear in their eyes was gone, replaced by a hunger-like longing born of immense pressure.

Each eye was bloodshot, a mixture of frenzied desperation and a desperate, all-or-nothing intensity.

Amidst the sounds of battle, the children's voices from southern Xinjiang sounded calm: "Are you ready?"

"—Run! Before they find us!"

Who will catch up with us first?

The children ran hand in hand, finally breathing freely amidst the rain of flesh and blood.

Is it fate, or love?

Lu Dapeng and Qiu Wanting stood at the front and back of the group, respectively. The flashing lights of Qiu Wanting's various props never stopped. Lu Dapeng pulled out two exaggeratedly large iron hammers from somewhere and swung them around with great force.

Even the children weren't idle; they were armed with various props they had developed themselves. Even without the eerie live-streaming system, seasoned players still had the ability to protect themselves.

However, there are too many strange things.

Hospital staff pursued and intercepted them, while the vengeful spirits indiscriminately slaughtered everyone in sight. In the ensuing chaos, they quickly became the weakest party.

The person in southern Xinjiang shouted, "No! We have to spread out!"

Even if they gather together, it won't work; if they're scattered, they're easily killed by either side. Nanjiang's words clearly imply a gamble on sacrificing the majority of children to save the lives of a few.

Including sacrificing himself.

"Don't separate! Look who's behind you!" Qiu Wanting shouted. How could he not fight a battle he wasn't prepared for?

"Old Nan! Old Nan, is that you?"

The rough roar even drowned out the sounds of fighting throughout the corridor. Suddenly, a pair of large hands appeared behind Nanjiang, grabbing him under the armpits and lifting him into the air.

"Hey bro, you were kind of cute when you were little... Ouch, why did you kick me!"

Nanjiang's face was a mixture of surprise and rage. He spun around in mid-air and kicked the man behind him in the face: "Lü Yueyong! Put me down!"

Lu Yueyong burst into laughter, not only not letting go of him, but also gently pulling him into his arms. Taking advantage of his height and long legs, he crouched down and grabbed three or four more children to protect him, then strode forward.

"Let's go, guys! Let's grab the kid!"

His voice was high-pitched and almost hoarse, suppressing the tears of joy at their long-awaited reunion.

On the other side, a player with thick skin and tough flesh was already struggling among the hordes of ghouls.

"...The third one!" He'd painstakingly killed the eerie doctor who'd been chasing him during his brain surgery. "Wait, why are these ghouls stealing my monsters?!"

Amidst the swaying, Nanjiang looked back from Lu Yueyong's shoulder. He saw familiar and unfamiliar human faces.

Some people carried children and ran frantically with their heads down, while others drew their weapons and cut a bloody path.

The hospital staff were menacing and cold, the ghouls were expressionless and bloodthirsty, only the players cheered and laughed, their bodies full of roguish and bandit-like air, as if what lay before them was not a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, but a world of carefree adventure.

"Brothers and sisters are all here! Don't worry, we'll definitely get you out of here today!"

"Hey everyone, Boss Qiu told us! Look at this, a new item in the shop, never seen it before, have you?"

"Um... is Professor Zhuge there? I'd like your and your husband's autographs..."

It's too noisy, so noisy! The impatient younger generation doesn't care at all about the old man who has been living in peace underground for so many years.

It's unsteady! How can you run with someone tucked under your arm like that? It's making them wobble...

Tears welled up in her eyes.

It turns out that I am not loved by just one person.

In places where children can no longer see, the barrage of comments scrolls through the players' live streams.

"Ugh, take it! Take it!" "Take all my points, they're yours! Annoying!" "What's going on? Why are you making such a fuss in this weird game? You just want to get rewards, right? Here you go!" "I also want Zhuge Jiajia and Liu Anbang's couple autographs..." "Hey, Liu Anbang's been soaked like that, he probably can't hold a pen anymore..."

The live stream was filled with special effects and donations, and large sums of points were deposited into accounts. The mall's products were sold out and replenished at an unprecedented speed.

It was as if at this moment, everything could be melted away by passion, including a heart filled with deceit and treachery.

Dean's Office.

Liu Dan stumbled and pounded on the door: "Dean! The players, the players are protecting the children too!"

The door opened, and Dean Lei Hong had changed out of his pajamas. He wasn't wearing his usual white coat, which he used to display his status; instead, he was wearing a neat white suit, and on his chest, a ruby ​​brooch carved into the logo of the eerie private hospital glittered.

"Don't rush, don't rush," he even smiled, gently reassuring them, "Let them run."

"—Where can we run to?"

Whispering Private Hospitals Group (50)

Dean Lei Hong: The cleaning team is blocking the north stairwell on the fifth floor. Two nurses are going to take the west elevator.

Dean Lei Hong: Doctors, team one, continue the chase, but don't go too fast. The nurse shoos the ghoul towards the player.

Dean Lei Hong: The second team of doctors should be kept running back and forth between these two floors; they should not be allowed to go to other places.

Dean Lei Hong: Attention everyone, lights out.

Inside the corridor.

The situation seemed perfect, with no apparent danger to the child.

Qiu Wanting's face darkened.

"That won't do," he and Nanjiang said at the same time.

"We need to perform measurements at eight locations in the hospital simultaneously," Nanjiang said urgently. "The hospital administration is directing us, making us go around in circles on two floors."

If this continues, they will not only fail to make progress in their observations, but they will also be worn down to death by the hospital staff!

"Why are there more and more of these ghouls? Are they all coming for us?" Lu Yueyong also noticed something was wrong.

"Attention everyone, prepare to split up!" A ruthless glint flashed in Qiu Wanting's eyes. He glanced at the thick darkness flashing past the window and actually brought up the decision he had just rejected.

Qiu Wanting's voice was urgent and rapid, "There are too many people, if this continues..."

"Boss Qiu, Boss Qiu, can you hear me?"

A calm shout came through the walkie-talkie; it was Fang Yingjie, who had been keeping a close eye on the battlefield.

"The density of players and the supernatural is too high! At this rate..."

Qiu Wanting and Fang Yingjie's voices overlapped amidst the sounds of fighting:

"This will trigger the Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts again."

At that moment, the entire hospital was suddenly plunged into complete darkness.

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