Infinite Weird Game

After blue frogs see someone eating tadpoles, as long as their view is not blocked, they will continue to mobilize the frog group to attack.

A short period of darkness can blind it, but once light appears, it regains its vision and the attack will continue.

Qisi held the flashlight left by Lu Zimo, put his thumb on the switch, and said in a gentle voice: "Actually, there is no life-or-death enmity between us. On the contrary, I am very interested in the hospital you have arranged, and I know your difficulties and concerns.”

"You should have heard that His Excellency say the name [Scarlet Priest]. If you haven't heard of it, it doesn't matter. I just want to tell you that our purpose is the same, to extradite the evil god into the world. Maybe we Cooperation can be achieved and everyone gets what they need.”

"At that time, you can borrow the power of the evil god to resurrect your wife and children, and obtain enough shelter for your family to live a stable life, and I will inherit those troublesome sins on your behalf and help you continue to operate this hospital."

As early as he realized that Weird Games did not have strong control over this copy, Zeiss had been thinking about the Frog Hospital.

The mechanism is interesting enough, it is not under the jurisdiction of the game, all meals and lodging are included, and the security is impressive. It is really a good place.

Before the dungeon started, the past experience of trying to paddle in "Rose Manor" but being told that the land was already occupied was still fresh in his mind. Zis felt that he needed to buy a place to rest in the weird game.

Being treated as a consumable and thrown into the hospital to explore the way, he was still a little unhappy when he thought about it carefully. He had to replace the dean and become a troublesome existence, which would make the weird game even more uncomfortable.

As for whether Weird Games will object - what does Weird Games have to do with him negotiating with the dean?
"Cheng Ping, I can see that you are a person who cares about family ties. Cheng Xiaoyu is such a lovely child. You don't want him to be torn apart by frogs, right?"

Zeiss sighed piteously and quickly pressed the flashlight switch twice in one second.

The white light flashed by, and the sound of frogs suddenly became loud and silent, but the overwhelming power was enough to make any being tremble.

The resentful spirits of babies are ignorant of the world and do not know how to weigh the pros and cons. They only know how to follow the simplest rules to vent their unwillingness and malice, take revenge on those who directly killed them, and harm innocent people who have no grudges.

They are like natural disasters, bringing indiscriminate disasters to any existence fairly and impartially, regardless of whether the other party is a ghost or a human.

There were not many frogs left on Cheng Xiaoyu's body, but the frog group on the flat floor was still huge. In the darkness, he wanted to rush towards Qisi, but was blocked by the frog, so he could only yell angrily.

The image he saw in his dream appeared in Qisi's mind. A man in a white coat carried a body into a pond and was bitten by frogs transformed into resentful spirits in the pond.

He listened to Cheng Xiaoyu's curses in silence, holding the flashlight firmly in his right hand and waiting for the dean's response at leisure.

Two seconds later, the dean sneered: "It's not the final moment yet, and the casualties in the process are nothing to be afraid of. As long as your Excellency comes to this world, even if they only have the remaining souls, they can be reborn."

The choice has been made, Qisi smiled sarcastically: "It seems that you don't love your wife and children as much as you described."

He raised his wrist, pressed down his thumb, and the flashlight suddenly turned on. The aperture pointed directly in the direction of the dean's voice, like a guiding light.

The means of taking hostages are not always reliable, and egoists may give up on others at any time.

——Qisi’s goal has been the dean himself from beginning to end.

The sound of frogs "croaking" sounded again, and the dean in the circle of light finally realized something was wrong and ducked to blend into the shadows.

Qisi took off his white coat, swept it to the ground, wiped it with traces of blood from the injured frog, and threw the whole clothes in front of his face.

This time, he used the precision he had gained from practicing the cursed spirit pendulum, and the dean was eager to avoid the light circle. In his haste, he actually bumped into a spot, and the hood of his loose white coat covered the upper half of the dean's body.

Qisi took a few steps back and grinned in the direction of Cheng Xiaoyu: "Cheng Xiaoyu, you are so miserable. Your father doesn't love you at all. He is willing to let you be bitten to death by a frog for the sake of the hospital's foundation..."

Cheng Xiaoyu yelled, his broken words couldn't be heard clearly, and he couldn't even think of a good word with his feet.

The frogs couldn't see Cheng Xiaoyu in the dark, and they didn't know how to listen and argue. The exposure of the dean stained with frog blood naturally attracted their attention.

They remembered that this was the executor of the policy, the devil who killed them; caused their souls to turn into frogs and trapped them in the cold pond; and also snatched away their tadpoles and gave them to others to eat.

The knowledge blinded by the rules penetrated the barrier of deception, new and old hatreds were added together, the flat floor shook violently, and the high-pitched frogs sounded as shrill as a baby's cry.

The white circle of light produced by the flashlight always followed the dean's footsteps. Angry frogs jumped out from every gap and surrounded the dean.

Instead, the dean stopped and stood upright in the sea of ​​frogs without hiding, like a pillar of a bridge cutting off the torrent.

He suddenly snapped his fingers, and new footsteps sounded in a messy manner, approaching at a completely different frequency than the croaking of frogs, unique and out of place.

The shadows above the head retreated like an ebbing tide, and the milky white light spread softly and evenly, illuminating the frogs, ghosts, and people on the flat floor.

Qisi turned his head and looked back, clearly seeing the source of the footsteps.

In the corridor connecting the flat floors, patients who were skinnier than zombies lined up in a queue, holding jars of tadpoles in their hands and walking stiffly into the flat floors.

Their state was obviously abnormal. Their eyes were staring blankly ahead, they mechanically opened the jars, fished out the tadpoles and stuffed them into their mouths.

"Can you control those patients?" Zeiss asked.

He somewhat understood why the director knew everything that happened in the hospital.

It turns out that not only the ghosts, but also the patients who seem to hate the medical staff are his eyes and ears.

He could have mobilized the entire hospital to pursue and intercept the players, but in the past few days, he had only used the team of pregnant ghosts. It was clear that he deliberately hid his hand and set up obstacles.

"Yes, I can control them." The dean answered bluntly, "You don't know, right? All the existence of Frog Hospital is under my control, except for those damn frogs and outsiders like you."

"Thank you for letting me know." Qisi said politely, "But I don't quite believe what you said. I'm sorry."

The patients were as silent as a rock, stuffing tadpoles into their mouths one after another.

The blue frog held in Qisi's hand witnessed everything and croaked again to give orders.

The frogs moved slowly and seemed hesitant.

They are struggling with whether to continue to deal with the dean who has a deep hatred, or to deal with the patients who dare to eat tadpoles in front of them according to the rules of this world.

The queue of patients was endless as far as the eye could see, and they were still pouring into the flat floor. The number of frogs was temporarily dwarfed by comparison.

They ate the tadpoles without hesitation, chewing and swallowing them loudly, as if they were defying the authority of the rules by relying on the crowd.

The frogs were thoroughly enraged.

They made a decision in a second, turned around and rushed towards the patients, jumping on their backs, necks, and heads, firmly grabbing any place they could grab, and biting fiercely, vowing to give them... Take a look at some color.

Large chunks of flesh and blood were separated from the patients' bodies in pieces, and a heavy snow fell. The turbulent smell of blood and the foul smell of decay surged among the floors and hovered for a long time. Qisi covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief and said clearly: "I said why you obviously only need female corpses who died of pregnancy, but you still go to the trouble of providing male patients with so-called tadpoles that can prevent pregnancy. It turns out that you want them to help you." To attract hatred."

He paused and showed an attitude of asking for advice humbly: "As far as I know, for some reason, you don't dare to let too many people die needlessly. I'm curious, if you let these patients take the blame for you, are you not afraid that they will be killed? Frog killing, ruining your 'rigorous and precise plan'?"

The dean said coldly: "They are dead people, they cannot die any more."

Qisi rubbed his chin, thoughtfully.

After a moment, he raised his eyes and smiled brightly: "Since Cheng Xiaoyu's safety cannot threaten you, how about I change the condition?"

"I hold the lives of two teammates in my hands. If you are willing to sit down and have a good talk with me, I will let them continue to live so as not to affect your arrangement. How about that?"

The dean was silent.

He shook off the white coat he was wearing and held it in his arms. His face was covered with shadows and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry.

Amidst the noisy sound of frogs and the soft sound of flesh and blood falling to the ground, he asked word by word: "Why do you think you can own this hospital by trading with me?"

Zeiss took out a towel and covered the blue frog's eyes, then stuffed it back into his backpack.

The frogs that were raging on the ground floor and in the corridor fell silent at the same moment, falling off the patients like mud and scattering in all directions.

The patients' bodies lost the support of the frogs and fell one after another like dominoes, scattering into pieces of flesh and bones on the ground.

Qisi looked at the white coat in the dean's arms and said with a smile: "Because since you Cheng Ping can control this hospital, then I, Cheng An, can also do it."

The air felt stagnant, the temperature dropped rapidly, and it became as cold as winter in a few seconds. Invisible pressure acted on my body, as if I was surrounded by hostile monsters and monsters.

"There are too many doubts."

Qisi, who was already in a ghost state, was not affected at all. He just looked at the dean with a half-smile and continued: "First of all, from the very beginning, let me decide my own name in this world. The nurse didn't notice it at all. I accept my self-naming. That is to say, the name is not important in this world.”

"Then there is the written information in this copy. Basically 90% of the content is blurred, and only the key information exists in the form of fragments. This basically shows that this world is unreal."

"There are a lot of bits and pieces. For example, Cheng An can apply for entry and exit permits many times, but you turn a blind eye to it; Cheng An has the ability to enter my dreams, and has the authority to help me establish a relationship between two places. Conscious connection; in dreams and hallucinations, Cheng An's and your identity experiences overlap..."

"There is no doubt that the essence of this ghost realm is a false consciousness space, and 'Cheng An' is one of your personalities."

"Maybe I can make a bolder guess. You and 'Cheng An' are both the personalities of a person called 'Cheng Ping'an'."

Because it is an individual consciousness space, it has a certain degree of privacy and is not controlled by weird games.

Because they are all in the consciousness space, players can establish conscious connections between them because geographical barriers do not actually exist.

Because they are different personalities in the same consciousness space, both Cheng Ping and Cheng An can control the player's dreams and have higher operating authority.

Cheng An is not a kind person and leaves the hospital at night time and time again. He is probably colluding with Cheng Ping and photographing pregnant women from the outside world.

But whether it was for profit or something else, Cheng An had other ideas, made a deal with Weird Games, and summoned the players.

"You guessed it right," said the dean.

The voice was not directly in front of him, but sounded sinisterly in Qisi's ears.

Qisi's face changed slightly, and he turned sideways to hide, but the sneak attack was faster than his skill.

There was a sharp pain in his left shoulder, a sharp scalpel penetrated his shoulder blade, and the huge force dragged his whole body backwards.

The next second, the other shoulder felt the same pain.

Two scalpels, one on the left and one on the right, nailed Qiss to the cold cement wall. Scarlet smoke spurted out from the wound, lingering intermittently.

Qisi raised his eyes to look at the dean who had stood at his feet at some point, and asked nonchalantly: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill them immediately and interfere with your plan?"

When the dean heard this, he laughed wildly: "You were fooled by me, hahahahaha! A few more people dying will not have any impact on me. I have kept you until today for another purpose..."

……

Green Frog Hospital.

Lin Chen held the baby stone sculpture in his arms and walked around the corridor like a headless fly.

Not long ago, two caregivers stopped him and forced him to go to the pond to catch tadpoles.

In his haste, he jumped into the pond, bypassed the whirlpool, hugged the statue of the Holy Son on the stone platform, and ran away.

As soon as the caregiver approached, he held the statue high and threatened to smash it.

The two caregivers had no choice but to let him go.

Afterwards, along the way, Lin Chen followed the same pattern and hijacked the statue of the Holy Son, and dealt with the NPCs, hoping to get out of trouble.

He kept in mind Qisi's instructions and always changed places every five minutes, wandering around the hospital building.

The stone statue in his hand became heavier and heavier, and Lin Chen's arms were so tired that they almost lost consciousness, as if they no longer belonged to him.

He knew that when he could no longer hold the stone statue, the eager NPCs would swarm him, so he did not dare to show any signs of fatigue, gritting his teeth and holding on without even slowing down his pace.

But the human body has its limits. He is just an ordinary college student and is not very good at sports. Although he has been exercising regularly in the past month, the results are not that fast.

He can't hold on for long. In another half hour, maybe less than ten minutes, he will collapse...

No, he had to fight hard to hold on for a while. Zeiss was working around for him. He couldn't just hold back. It was not helpful at all...

But what happened to Qisi? Did something happen? Why haven't you contacted him yet?

Just as he was thinking about it, Lin Chen heard Qisi's voice: "Lin Chen, you can return to the pond now. Please follow my instructions when to enter the passage."

He was as calm as ever, as if he had the situation under control. (End of chapter)