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

The swollen human body's breakout was highly effective; the people and the eerie creatures in the corridor were visibly dispersed and reduced.

By this time, they had separated from the group in southern Xinjiang. These children, now with ample means to protect themselves, were rampaging through the hospital like they were driving tanks.

"They've been underground the whole time. Do they even know which way to go?" Jiang Hui stared blankly at the backs of the several figures heading straight ahead.

"Don't worry about that," Qiu Wanting smiled. "Just keep an eye on the children's hands."

Jiang Hui squinted, and the distance that was originally far away suddenly shrank in her vision.

"They have Fang Yingjie's walkie-talkies? Did the players give them to them?" Jiang Hui asked in surprise. "Is Fang Yingjie directing them?"

"But how did Fang Yingjie see all of this?"

Eighth floor.

This is an area that has not yet been affected by the battlefield.

In ward 815, the intermittent clicking of keyboards broke the silence.

In the thick darkness, a square light source shone, and the cold light from the computer screen illuminated Fang Yingjie's slightly tired face.

"Turn left." The clear and calm voice of command, as always, came through the walkie-talkie. Fang Yingjie stared at the screen and succinctly reported the road conditions, "There are three doctors ahead."

The walkie-talkie he was holding was sweaty and had already started to get hot, but Fang Yingjie still didn't let go of it.

Before him, the screen was divided into several small windows, each displaying scenes from different locations within the hospital. Whether it was the corner of the staircase or the corridor, it was filled with people and bizarre corpses. Moving among the corpses were players and children who had spontaneously divided into several small teams.

While night vision surveillance cameras can't be deployed as extensively as the hospital did when monitoring Tang Li, placing a few in concealed, key locations is sufficient.

This surveillance equipment came from Tang Li, the girl whose mental state seemed to remain stable, yet for some reason she always managed to do things beyond human expectations.

This evening, Fang Yingjie was dragging his tired body to a restaurant for dinner when he was stopped at the entrance. To be precise, it wasn't a person who stopped him, but a strange employee of the hospital.

The doctor, who was arrogant and haughty towards all the players, had been patiently waiting for him in a small corner outside the restaurant. Upon seeing him, she hurriedly came forward and handed him a briefcase.

"Lady Tang Li asked me to give this to you," he said with a straight face. But Fang Yingjie did not miss the look of fear and longing on his face when he mentioned the name "Tang Li".

After the strange doctor left, Fang Yingjie opened the box and found the surveillance equipment inside. He then raced against time to install it before nightfall.

The use of monitoring devices is common in dungeons, but what truly astonished Fang Yingjie was that these devices were well-designed, high-level, and had an inconspicuous buff. They were definitely not from the strange live-streaming store in low-level dungeons, but rather seemed to be the work of the developers of the device used to monitor Tang Li.

But shouldn't the people who provided the equipment to monitor Tang Li have been Tang Li's enemies?

Why did Tang Li receive the item again just a few hours later?

Fang Yingjie even felt that Tang Li, like Qiu Wanting who was full of bad ideas, was hard to understand.

Qiu Wanting, who was originally best suited to stay in the rear and sit in his position to command the overall situation, was now wading through the dark and almost fell in the dark.

And then there's Jiang Hui. Anyone who's seen a clip of this Valkyrie's live stream would be terrified at the sight of her. Her spear is awe-inspiring. Yet, despite her unparalleled mastery of all kinds of weapons, both cold and hot, she's always itching to try and blow something up with a bomb.

—Was that tremor just now Jiang Hui's doing?

corridor.

Tang Li coughed lightly, concealing her merits and fame.

In the backstage of her live stream, there are still chat logs showing her deceitful and fraudulent attempts to solicit sponsorships from "that great man's" followers.

Using "that person's" name to make money is incredibly lucrative; she's even starting to enjoy the feeling of fleecing others.

Moreover, she later blew up the second basement level of the hospital with Jiang Hui. This dramatic way of "purifying" the instance seemed to be exactly what those mad dogs wanted. Not only did it make them believe Tang Li's previous fabricated purpose of "offering the purified instance world to the master," but it also rewarded her with a considerable number of points.

The seemingly inexhaustible points that Sun Ping had previously possessed were probably the work of those mad dogs.

Speaking of Sun Ping...

Tang Li scoffed lightly: "The idea of ​​'A Hundred Ghosts' Night Parade' was probably provided to Lei Hong by Sun Ping again, wasn't it?"

"This kind of scoundrel should not be allowed to live. I should have stabbed him to death as soon as we left the restaurant," Jiang Hui sneered.

Qiu Wanting frowned.

The crowd had now dispersed, and the large amount of blood on the ground had been diluted by the ice water from the swollen bodies. Logically, they had once again stopped the "Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts," but the lights still hadn't been turned on.

The restrictions that the hospital staff faced in the darkness were no less than those faced by the players.

"Something's not right," he said in a low voice. "The dean isn't responding properly."

"He didn't show up at all?" Jiang Hui asked. "I just saw Vice Dean Qi Cuiming fighting on the front lines."

Qiu Wanting turned on the live chat that she had been blocking for the suspect and cut to the chase: "What is the dean doing?"

Questions related to Sun Ping cannot be asked because they "involve the privacy of other streamers." However, simply spying on and revealing the whereabouts of hospital staff through Sun Ping's live stream is not within the scope of the live stream's blocking.

A dense barrage of comments began to appear in front of Qiu Wanting's eyes.

"Now you know to ask for help? Too late! Don't tell him!" "Although I'm no saint either, Sun Ping is truly a vicious piece of trash." "The dean is showing off..." "The dean is listening to music." "He's appreciating red wine."...

Qiu Wanting's expression turned strange.

Tang Li has never had the habit of blocking bullet comments, and she asked Qiu Wanting the same question in her own live stream.

"He was dancing, listening to music, and drinking—actions that, while stereotypical, resemble the behavior of a villain on the verge of death..."

Tang Li's expression involuntarily turned cold, and her tone became several degrees deeper, "But his reaction precisely proves..."

Her voice overlapped with Qiu Wanting's.

"—We haven't been able to completely stop the 'Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts' yet."

"Then," Jiang Hui asked, "where will the next killing and sacrifice take place?"

"No matter where it happens," Tang Li said, looking at the players still fighting through her night vision device, "it will happen to the players."