Welcome to the survival game simulator

"How many times have I told you, don't run around casually, don't go in front of Director Zhang, just don't listen." Song Qi listened quietly as the nurse muttered.

She unscrewed the door of a ward on the third floor, raised her chin towards Song Qi, "That's right, you are already mentally ill."

The nurse muttered something, pushed Song Qi into the room, and closed the door.

The window of the room was wide open, and the girl who opened the window turned her head and asked tentatively, "Are you a player or an NPC?"

Song Qi said flatly: "ID is every year."

Hearing that it was the ID, the man was relieved.

"I am also a player, ID Ling Xiaohua."

In the huge ward, there were only two patients, her and Ling Xiaohua. This time, the players participated in the game again, but Song Qi had just walked up to the third floor and did not see Lin Jiahui.

"Were you brought here from the corridor?" Song Qi asked her.

Ling Xiaohua nodded.

It seems that each player enters the game at a different time.

Song Qi looked at Ling Xiaohua's breastplate, which was also a string of numbers.

3041.

"Do you know your illness?"

Ling Xiaohua looked up suspiciously, "I'm not sick."

Song Qi pressed the center of his eyebrows, "Sorry, I asked the wrong question. It should mean that you know the illness of the 3041 patient you played?"

Ling Xiaohua shook her head and said, "I don't know, I haven't been out since I entered the ward, and I don't know if those next door are players."

Song Qi had no choice but to look around the ward first. There was nothing special and the furnishings were simple. She went to the door and turned the handle slightly.

"locked."

Ling Xiaohua came over, "Then what should I do?"

Song Qi saw the place where the bell was ringing next to the hospital bed, it was something to call the nurse.

"Just wait and see."

Song Qi was also anxious, but now was not the time to act rashly.

After hearing this, Ling Xiaohua had no choice but to sit on the bed.

A clock hung across from them, showing that it was ten thirty-five.

At exactly twelve o'clock, the door opened, and the nurse came in pushing the dining car to deliver meals to Song Qi and Ling Xiaohua.

It was also at this time that the corridor outside became lively.

The nurse frowned and walked out of the ward to take a look. Many patients ran out.

"Go get the head nurse," the nurse called.

Song Qi and Ling Xiaohua also went out to watch. The person next door opened the door and asked in a low voice, "Is it a player or an NPC?"

"Player."

Song Qi and Ling Xiaohua replied together.

Song Qi lowered his head and saw a person beside his legs with his hands crossed on top of his head. Feeling Song Qi's gaze, he slowly raised his head.

"I'm a little mushroom, por."

Song Qi: "..."

The player next to him smiled apologetically, "This person is in the same ward as me. He seems to have delusions and thinks he is a mushroom."

"I'm a mushroom, porf!"

The man glared at the man angrily.

The three of them hadn't chatted a few words when a nurse appeared at the crossing of the stairs. All the mental patients except the player hid in the ward as if they had seen something terrifying when they saw her.

One patient laughed, walked up to the head nurse, untied his belt, and urinated in front of the head nurse.

The three of Song Qi were dumbfounded.

The head nurse's shoes were wet, her fat face was full of eyes, and she looked at him gloomyly.

Then he swung his arms round.

Snapped--

The head nurse's applause echoed throughout the corridor, extremely crisp.

The player next door touched his face subconsciously, it felt so painful.

The third game starts, Jiangcheng Third People's Hospital (Psychiatric Hospital)
After discussing with the editor, the novels are classified into the category of game competition

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