Rules of the Strange: Starting with the Weird Peppa Pig

"A sun."

Harlan's expression froze for a moment.

Why is he still so calm? Could it be that he's playing the real card this time?

impossible.

Apart from him, everyone else has at most three real cards.

But this is the fourth sun image that has been released without sound.

He observed Wuyin's expression again more closely, and just then he saw Wuyin's brows furrow slightly, almost imperceptibly, but it was gone in an instant.

Harlan's confidence surged instantly, and he slammed his fist on the table like Lucas, shouting in a cool manner.

"I have questions."

Upon hearing this, Wuyin curled her lips into a smile, as if afraid that Harlan would change his mind, and quickly flipped over the cards on the table.

It is a sun.

Harlan stared at the sun in disbelief, his pupils suddenly contracting.

He reached out and picked up the card to check it again.

It is indeed a sun.

His mind was a bit confused. He trembled as he turned over all the cards on the table and then examined the ones that had been played silently.

The first three cards were all fake.

He angrily snatched the card from Wuyin's hand to examine it, only to find that Wuyin's last remaining card was also a fake.

In other words, he raised a question when there was only one real card that had not been played!

Thinking this, Harlan felt his blood rush to his head and fainted.

Li Fan coldly watched Harlan faint.

"How can this kid be so fragile? He actually fainted like that. That won't do. He promised to give us a reward, and we haven't even asked him for anything yet."

Wuyin nodded and said to Lucas.

Go and fetch a basin of cold water.

Lucas turned and went to the bathroom in the ward to fetch a basin of cold water, then poured it all over Harlan's face.

Harlan suddenly woke up, but the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was Wuyin smiling and holding a pistol in front of him, speaking.

"Little Harlan, your punishment isn't over yet."

The voice was like a demon from hell, making people want to die just by listening to it.

Harlan rolled his eyes and fainted again.

Wuyin's expression also turned cold. He fiddled with the pistol in his hand and muttered to himself as if talking to himself:

"Since you're unconscious, I'll help you complete the punishment you're supposed to receive."

As he spoke, he pressed the pistol against Harlan's temple.

Harlan felt a cold, hard sensation rush towards his temples, and his whole body trembled violently. He quickly opened his eyes.

"and many more!"

"I'll do it myself."

Wuyin smiled and handed him the gun.

"Now that you're awake, you can do it yourself."

His hand trembled as he gripped the gun, then pointed it at his temple.

He kept trying to comfort himself.

There's a 1/3 chance he won't hit them so easily. If he doesn't have any bullets this time, he's not going to play with these scoundrels anymore.

But the first two misfortunes still terrified him.

Although he could be resurrected after death, the pain was a real experience, so he was afraid.

Finally, he closed his eyes, hardened his heart, and with trembling hands pulled the trigger.

With a "click," the trigger turned slightly, but Harlan's head remained unharmed; this time it was a blank.

Harlan's face lit up with joy, and he quickly said...

"I'm not playing this round anymore. Consider it a loss. Whatever reward you want, I'll give it to you."

Wuyin didn't make things difficult for him anymore; after all, even a rabbit will bite when cornered.

His eyes flickered, then he stared intently at Harlan and spoke softly.

Where is the one-time-use elevator on this floor?

Chapter 158 Three Rewards

Harlan's expression changed from nonchalant to serious in an instant. He lowered his eyes and said calmly.

"I don't know what you mean by a disposable elevator, but there's only one elevator on this floor, the one you used when you came up."

After a moment of thought, Wuyin didn't waste any time and posed the next question.

"Harlan, what are the differences between you and the other patients on this floor in terms of mental cognition?"

Harlan raised his eyes and looked into Wuyin's eyes.

He noticed that the man's eyes were very deep, as if they could see into everyone's heart.

He chuckled softly, then shook his head.

"Your observation skills are truly remarkable..."

"Fine, since I promised you, I won't go back on my word."

The difference between me and them is...

I have a sense of self, while they don't.

Lucas was somewhat surprised, and his gaze toward Harlan became inquisitive.

What do you mean by that?

"They can have normal conversations with us, so how can you say they're not conscious?"

Harlan glanced at Lucas and casually offered an explanation.

"It means exactly what it says; they are just pre-programmed robots."

What I say to you is just like a machine being programmed, mechanically answering your questions, while my actions are all controlled by my own consciousness.

As for why I'm different from them, that's another question.

Oh, by the way, let me tell you something else.

As he said this, he looked at Wuyin with a smug expression.

"Actually, what I said to you at the beginning wasn't nonsense, but rather to help you."

Because on this floor, you're the only living person who's taken the initiative to talk to me.

Wuyin raised an eyebrow and voiced her own guess.

"If I'm not mistaken, the reason you told me at the beginning that it would rain heavily outside and that you couldn't leave the hospital was probably a memory that was forcibly inserted into the minds of those robots you mentioned."

The purpose of this memory is to make them stay obediently in the hospital, and there is a reasonable explanation for it.

If I told them they could take a taxi or leave the hospital with an umbrella if it rained, their so-called procedures might completely break down, or perhaps…

Wuyin's voice also lowered a bit as he continued.

"It will become extremely aggressive."

"Hahahahaha."

Harlan suddenly burst into loud, happy laughter. After laughing enough, he looked at Wuyin again, this time with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

"Communicating with smart people is effortless, you guessed it."

Thankfully, you only asked me why we couldn't go back because of the rain.

I also fabricated a lie about sulfuric acid rain, just to keep you from stepping into the minefield of this department, so you could live a little longer and play with me for a few more days.

The air froze for half a minute when Harlan heard that he had treated the group like toys.

Lucas stared intently at Harlan, his mind racing with thoughts.

Does he treat us like toys...?

So, what will he do with these "toys" once he gets tired of playing with them?

"Take us upstairs."

Wuyin spoke again.

This is also the most important requirement.

After all, if Harlan really had the ability to take a few people upstairs, then they would have cleared this floor and wouldn't need to think about so many other issues.

Harlan seemed to have anticipated Wuyin's request and did not rush to answer him.

Instead, he stood up from the stool, lay down on the hospital bed, put his hands behind his head, closed his eyes, and looked completely relaxed.

"I can't take you upstairs; you'll have to rely on yourselves."

However... I can take you into the elevator.

If nothing unexpected happens, you don't have the right to enter this elevator. Of course, you've probably already tried, right?

However, I'm too tired right now to take you to the elevator.

I had a lot of fun tonight, and I'm quite tired too, aren't I?

If you want me to take you to the elevator, let's go tomorrow.

When Li Fan heard Harlan say he would go again tomorrow, his gaze turned to Wuyin.