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

All kinds of things are going on at night.

It's like a persistent ghost.

When the concentration of players and monsters in a unit area reaches a high value simultaneously, meeting the requirements of "dark environment" and "narrow space", and players and monsters have contributed enough blood, there is a chance to trigger the dungeon scene "Night Parade of a Hundred Monsters".

Sun Ping had previously attempted to disrupt the archives as a sacrifice to Lei Hong, the director of the Ghost Story Private Hospital. Although Jiang Hui and Qiu Wanting stopped him in the end, it still resulted in the loss of many players.

Now, Lei Hong is attempting to use this opportunity to recreate the Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts. If his plan succeeds, he will be the direct and sole beneficiary. Once the hundred ghosts are awakened and fall under his command, the copy will change hands, and no one will be able to stop Lei Hong.

At this moment, the sudden darkness made the situation even more chaotic.

"Oh no, I've gone blind!"

"Who stepped on my foot! Let go! Let go now!"

"Where's my knife? Where did I drop my knife?"

The player cursed and swore as he spent his points to redeem night vision goggles.

Whispering Private Hospitals Group (50)

Doctor Liu: I'm located on the fourth floor, at a corner of the north corridor. Does anyone have any glasses? Does anyone have a pair of glasses with night vision that they could pry off and give me one?

Nurse Brin: Kind colleagues, if you have too many noses, give me one! I only need three more heads! I'll kill them all for you after I'm done!

Cleaner Xiao Qi: I'm pulling on a head, can my family help me chop it off?

Needless to say, the players were not used to it. The strange creatures in the academy were not all creatures that were used to moving in the dark. Only the cougars, who seemed to have no eyes, attacked recklessly in the pitch black, as if they were in their water.

Lei Hong not only wanted the children, the ghosts, and the players to die, but he also didn't care whether the hospital's supernatural beings survived. However, this chilling ruthlessness seemed to be the norm among the supernatural beings; the hospital staff didn't complain at all and just kept killing without a care in the world.

"Hurry! Hurry!"

A low, urging voice came from the south. The players deliberately raised their voices to shout, but this was to cover for the players with children to sneak away.

We must leave here quickly. If we don't leave now... an ominous premonition pounded in the hearts of every player.

Most of the children were seasoned players, and they knew they would only be a hindrance here. In the thick darkness, they gritted their teeth and forced themselves to cling to the arms of their younger companions.

Just live a life of ignominy, and don't think about how they sacrificed themselves for you.

However, the stairwell was filled with strange employees.

The players stumbled through the darkness, running past one entrance after another, each one bizarrely blocked in advance by Dean Lei Hong.

Meanwhile.

"My...my foot!"

The "Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts" is gradually taking shape, and the newly born eeriness has seized the ankle of the first person.

Dean's Office.

He seemed to feel power, a continuous flow of power entering his body.

Lei Hong was laughing. He spun on his tiptoes, clapping along to the rhythm, as if dancing to the sounds of battle. Then he suddenly fell silent.

He stopped, turned around, and asked with a smile, "Becoming a traitor to the player community, is that all right? Many players in the live stream saw what you did, didn't they?"

"You wouldn't care if you became a rat that everyone wanted to kill in the future?"

The dean's office was also completely dark. However, at the end of Lei Hong's line of sight, in the corner of the room, stood a person silently.

The man was wearing a gray tracksuit, had an ordinary appearance, and his sinister triangular eyes had long been replaced by a pair of dull, mechanical eyes.

Sun Ping.

"Your willingness to adopt my strategy is enough to prove my worth."

Sun Ping twisted the corners of his mouth, his voice hoarse and gleeful, "Players are just a bunch of cowardly bastards who prey on the weak."

As he spoke, he kicked at a sack-like object beside his feet and asked with a laugh, "Don't you think so?"

"Yes, yes..." she stammered, her voice trembling as she responded.

It turned out that the thing was actually a curled-up person.

corridor.

Every dungeon is a meat grinder, but even low-level dungeons can be this brutal.

Nanjiang tasted the spreading stench of blood in his mouth. His head and face were wet with warm liquid, and even in the darkness, he knew it was Lü Yueyong's blood.

Perhaps we can't hold on for much longer.

Nanjiang said calmly, "You can go now, don't worry about us."

Every child knew that they were the primary targets of the hospital's bizarre attacks.

That's enough. Let them go and face their own destiny.

In the darkness, some players retreated, and some fell. Only the eerie creatures and ghosts kept swarming in, densely packed and seemingly endless.

"We can't leave. It's one thing to see you die through the live stream, but now that you're right in front of us, are we going to just stand by and watch you die?" Lu Yueyong said with a low cough.

"He didn't act like a coward, and neither will I," Lu Dapeng replied briefly, panting.

He... was a little dazed in the south, his thoughts drifting away for a moment.

But they were interrupted by a bright flash of a blade.

"Watch out! Old Lu!"

The other players behind him exclaimed in surprise. Lü Yueyong turned around abruptly, trying to shield the children in his arms with his own body, but it was too late. The doctor slashed with all his might, blood gushing out, and one of Lü Yueyong's arms spun into the air.

The girl, who had been firmly protected by that arm, was now stabbed in the collar by the tip of the knife.

She was suspended in mid-air when she was suddenly thrown in front of the doctor.

The doctor has three heads and four arms, and all six eyes emit a faint glow, allowing him to see in the dark.

The doctor wasn't in a hurry to kill his prize. He examined the little girl and a smug grin spread across his face.

The three heads opened mouths filled with sharp teeth and fangs, taking turns speaking:

"Ah, I remember you, I'm the one who pulled you out of my belly."

"Aren't you going to thank me properly? I've been incredibly merciful and given you a second life!"

"—You ugly monster missing half a face and three fingers?"