Rules of the Strange: I Can See Through All the Weird

He lowered his head and approached the indescribable mixture.

Before he could stick out his tongue, the security guard had already grabbed him and lifted him up.

Then he took the dagger and slashed his body repeatedly.

That's right, it's not "cut", it's "slice".

Have you ever seen Peking duck made with sliced ​​skin? That's the technique.

The dagger was exceptionally sharp; with a single, gentle slash, it tore off the clothes, and the flesh burst open piece by piece, like a flower freshly soaked in a vat of blood.

The male player was tortured for a full three minutes before he finally died.

The NPC patient sitting opposite him vomited all over him. The NPC stood up and shouted, "Who is trying to assassinate me?! Guards! Where are the imperial guards! Why aren't they here...?"

Before he could finish speaking, one of the security guards smashed his head to pieces with a star-shattering hammer, and he immediately died.

An ordinary meal turned into a killing spree.

"On how many weapons are hidden behind security guards?"

Qi Tong showed no outward signs of distress, but seeing the player being tortured to death like that still made her feel somewhat uncomfortable.

She gripped the spoon slightly tighter.

Suddenly, a chill ran through my body, as if I were being stared at by something.

Qi Tong turned around abruptly but didn't find anything unusual. The table behind her was also occupied by patients and nurses.

Everyone was eating quietly.

Qi Tong turned around. She had finished her meal and was about to get a bowl of mung bean soup.

Just as she turned around, Chen Jie, a player who had been eating with his head down at the table, looked up and stared intently at Qi Tong.

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Back in the ward, Qi Tong continued to use "Xiao Qin's Tears" on the 1066 rag doll.

She needs to know more details.

If the phrase "Save me" was spoken by the soul inside this doll.

Since it was calling for help, it certainly wouldn't only let Qi Tong feel it once.

It will do everything in its power to not waste a single opportunity to communicate when it can.

At the moment of the examination, the soul within the rag doll's body indeed spoke again.

This time, it was very clear that it was a female voice.

She said urgently, "If you get me, I'll know how to get out!"

Qi Tong guessed correctly.

The soul inside this rag doll is a key figure.

But she really didn't expect there to be another surprise—it actually knew how to get out!

She thought she could at most provide some clues, but she didn't expect them to directly contact Jiaotong University.

Get it.

How can I get it from 1066?

1066 seems to cherish it very much; if she were to ask for it, it would definitely be a waste.

......

The ward, which originally housed three people, now only had two because of lunch. Qi Tong couldn't help but sigh, "This dungeon is just as ruthless to both players and its own people."

The patient's freedom is restricted.

Normally, they can only freely enter and exit the wards, corridors, and cafeteria.

You can only ask for a bowl of mung bean soup if you're thirsty in the cafeteria, and a nurse will accompany you the whole time.

Patients are absolutely not allowed to enter the third floor without a doctor's permission.

As for the basement, Qi Tong specifically searched for it on the way to and from the cafeteria, but there were no stairs leading to the basement at all.

Perhaps, given the nature of horror games, some things appear at night?

Qi Tong felt that she should still go out and explore at night. There was no time limit for the dungeon, and she couldn't keep being passive like this.

The longer you stay, the closer you get to danger, and besides, this instance is full of eeriness.

The game wasn't being streamed live, the subtle feeling of being watched, and the tiered system of the dungeon—Qi Tong felt like she was overlooking something.

Qi Tong asked what it was like at night on 1066.

1066 paused for a moment while holding the doll, then smiled and said, "It's going to be so much fun tonight. The corridor is so lively, but the doctor won't let us go out. He said it's dangerous."

"When did the doctor say there would be danger?"

"The doctor comes to check on you every night, and he's writing something down on paper with a pen in his hand." 1066 tilted his head and pouted, putting his index finger to his lips as if he was thinking.

"It should be recording whether you had a flare-up today, right?"

Speaking of the onset of the illness, 1066 suddenly went crazy, as if he had been stimulated by something.

Angrily, he questioned the air, "Sickness? What sickness... Where's the sickness? Who's sick?"

Her attitude then shifted from anger to fear; she clutched her head in her hands, her face contorted in pain.

She kept covering her head and ears, as if someone was whispering something provocative in her ear.

After about two minutes, she suddenly raised her head, muttering repeatedly, "No patients...no patients..."

Then she slammed her head against the wall, leaving a bloody mark, and she kept slamming it.

The nurses patrolling the corridor heard the unusual noise and quickly walked in.

Watching 1066 frantically banging against the wall, she took out a tube of transparent medicine from her pocket, drew it into the syringe, and injected it into 1066's body.

Qi Tong took the opportunity to initiate an examination, which revealed that it was just a common sedative.

Sure enough, after the injection, 1066's body gradually went limp, and he looked weak, his eyes were glazed, and he collapsed to the ground.

The nurse helped 1066 back to bed and then left.

Qi Tong pondered to himself.

These medicines are so magical they don't even look like needles anymore; they seem to directly steal a person's soul. Every time you get a shot, the person becomes incredibly obedient.

Obedient? That word sounds familiar.

Qi Tong tried hard to recall.

Yes! That's what the head nurse said when Lu Jingchen and Song Xuening were thrown into the treatment area.

"Disobedient children should be punished."

Obedience is crucial in this instance; if you don't obey, the game will find a way to make you obey.

For example, they might give you a sedative; or they might lock you in a "treatment area".

Thinking of this, Qi Tong got goosebumps.

What does it mean that there are no patients? Does it mean that none of the patients here are sick?

But their mental state is indeed not very good.

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Time flies, and soon it was time for dinner.

Having learned from the lunch example, the players all consciously went to the cafeteria and ate their meals properly.

Qi Tong had just finished getting her food and also ordered a bowl of mung bean soup. She sat down and picked up her spoon to eat.

Someone bumped into her arm, causing her hand to move slightly.

The iron spoon in my hand almost hit the iron bowl.

Qi Tong reacted quickly, controlling the force in her hand and only touching it lightly.

The spoon and bowl did not make a loud noise.

Qi Tong looked up, but the person who bumped into her was nowhere to be seen.

The only person who could pass by her was sitting at the table behind her. Qi Tong turned around and saw that it was the same person from earlier that day sitting in that spot.

The man seemed to sense Qi Tong's gaze, paused in his eating, looked up at Qi Tong blankly with a questioning expression, as if asking Qi Tong: What's wrong?