Infinite flow is not like that at all

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For some reason... he felt not only no discomfort at the scene of death, but also a sense of acceptance.

"However, the identity of the deceased seems to be more than just ordinary..."

Even in this state.

The young man's black uniform, embroidered with patterns, was still crisp and straight, and the red badge hanging on it, though stained with blood, still gleamed coldly.

The clothing and workmanship were very formal, not like those of a newcomer.

This is also normal.

Judging from the man in the "Safe Waiting Space," the Divine Cube has probably existed for a long time and must have various veterans and even a huge force.

Shen Ye began to examine it carefully.

The most important thing now is to find something that is valuable to our current situation.

Shen Ye quickly found the flashlight he was clutching tightly from his severed wrist in the corner.

【Name: Flashlight】

[Type: Item]

[Can it be taken out of the instance: No]

[PS: It's just an ordinary flashlight]

"Judging from the cut, the flashlight was at least a threat to whatever was attacking him."

Shen Ye put it away carefully.

Then he found a fruit knife in the other person's inner pocket.

I touched a notebook soaked in blood, with a name on it.

Chen Qingshan.

It seems he is the director of this Qingshan Mental Hospital.

[Dean's Notebook]

[Type: Item]

Can it be taken out of the instance: No

[P.S.: A notebook stained with blood]

Shen Ye opened it and saw that most of it was soaked in blood, but it was still visible.

The preceding sections consisted of daily records. The hospital director seemed to be a very nice person; he kept records for each patient, understood their conditions, knew their hobbies, and even seemed to enjoy gardening.

And then turn to the last few pages.

But the atmosphere changed.

[On July 18th, the new patient in room 306 was in a very isolated situation.]

[On July 22nd, the situation was more serious than expected. The elderly caregiver actually came to resign in a hurry today, as if he hadn't slept for days and was eager to escape this place.]

[On July 25th, I strictly forbade this patient from contacting anyone else. She had only written a sentence on a piece of paper, yet it almost caused a patient to cut off their own hand.]

[July 28th. I don't know if it's just my imagination, but lately patients have been looking at me strangely, and there are more and more dead rats and sparrows in the trash can.]

On August 1st, I had another nightmare. I woke up soaking wet. Things are getting worse and worse. This can't go on. I have to deal with it as soon as possible.

[August 3rd, no! No! Those resigning employees never left this place. I found them in the backyard... all dismembered pieces!!]

The last few pages had no dates; instead, they were filled with crooked, intermittently written words of panic and fear, spread across multiple pages.

They've all gone mad! They've all gone mad!

There's absolutely no way they can escape.

[If someone finds this diary, those lunatics aren't the target at all!]

Only by finding her and killing her can we leave this place... She'll only hide in the darkness.

Below, however, there were traces of blood, with several bright red words written on them.

I found you...

next moment.

Before Shen Ye could react, heavy, dragging footsteps could be heard outside the ward.

The death line also connected to the outside of the door, emitting a translucent red light.

The frosted window on the door cast a long, thin shadow in the moonlight.

The other person had already gripped the doorknob.

"Click!"

Chapter 4 The Outsider!

"Snapped!"

Shen Ye looked at the doorknob at the door, which was turning downwards.

Not a buddy?

Is that correct?

Not even a little buffer?

I've only been in the dungeon for five minutes.

There was no way to avoid it in the entire ward. Shen Ye gripped the only fruit knife he had... but he didn't have much hope.

The person who just died must have been a highly skilled fighter, and in his final moments he was holding a flashlight instead of a weapon.

This already proves that the madmen in this mental hospital are probably more than just mad.

and.

There was more than one person at the door.

"How to do it?"

Shen Ye considered many options, but none of them had a high survival rate.

but.

At this moment.

"Click".

The door was not opened immediately.

Shen Ye then noticed the tool stuck in the handle.

The door is stuck.

But the other person did not leave; instead, they continued to try to open the door, making slight noises.

"?"

Not right.

Shen Ye looked at the death line...

Why is the deadline getting redder and redder? You should know... this only happens when you're faced with a choice.

Every action you take will determine the subsequent development.

The color will then show a very noticeable change.

This is the current situation.

It was as if it was telling him that as time went on, his level of danger would only increase!

In those few short seconds.

Shen Ye made a bold decision.

He stepped out of the bathroom, stood in front of the door, and carefully reached out to remove the obstructing object.

With no obstruction, the door opened with a click.

but.

The psychopathic killer did not appear.

Instead, it was a young man dressed in the same uniform as the one in the restroom. He was covered in wounds, bleeding profusely, panting heavily, and extremely weak.

He was also carrying another seriously injured and unconscious woman on his back.

And then the door was opened.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief.

But then they saw Shen Ye's figure.

This moment.

The young man's face, which had initially seen hope, turned pale instantly.

Despair filled his eyes: "Damn it!"

"I didn't expect to find this place here!"

have what?

Is there a handsome guy?

Shenyang knew that the other party mistook him for one of those mentally ill people.

The young man clenched his teeth tightly, his hoarse voice filled with a resolute emotion: