This actor is full of tricks.

What do you mean?
A group of patients were stunned. What did they mean by saying that the hospital director only existed in their memories?

Last time...

Wait a minute...

A look of confusion appeared on the faces of all the patients. When was the last time they saw the hospital director?

Their memories were quite clear at first, but after what that guy said, they suddenly found that their memories had become unclear again, vague and blurry, and they couldn't remember when they last saw the dean.

"What's going on?" a patient asked in shock. "Why is my memory becoming blurry? I can't remember anything about the hospital director."

"Why am I on the ninth floor? I remember following the dean to a room, what was in that room...?"

Sure enough!

Lin Jue finally confirmed that Qin Lang did not exist in this script world at all; the so-called Qin Lang was just a memory transplanted into the minds of these NPCs.

"It's alright, this is not something you need to know." Lin Jue breathed a sigh of relief: "All you need to do is create chaos outside."

"follow me."

He led a group of still somewhat confused patients to the door of the ninth floor and gently pushed it open.

Behind the door was a dark, winding staircase leading upwards.

"The door actually opened!"

"I can go out now! I'm really free!"

"Charge out! Tear all those disgusting doctors to shreds!"

The patients instantly became excited. Living on this dark and gloomy ninth floor, eating black flesh and blood that they had no idea what it was every day, and enduring beatings and scoldings from doctors and nurses, they had long harbored a burning fire in their hearts.

Now, this fire is about to burn completely.

"Dr. Zhao, please take them out."

Lin Jue did not go out, but instead stepped back.

Zhao Yin was taken aback: "You've already saved all the patients, what are you still doing here?"

"I'm going to check out the three wards at the back." Lin Jue turned and left. Although there were no patients in ward 123, he didn't see where Qin Lang was doing his experiments on this floor. That place must be hidden in the three wards at the back.

The most likely location is ward number 1.

Qin Lang's laboratory is the root of all evil. Since we're already here, we should definitely go and take a look at the laboratory.

"In ward number 1." Dong Jian understood Lin Jue's purpose in staying and directly pointed him in the right direction.

Lin Jue and Dong Jian walked through the corridor and stopped outside ward number 1 at the far end.

The iron door of this ward looked thicker and heavier than those of the other wards, and there were strange patterns on the door panel, giving off an ominous aura.

“This is a powerful artifact, even an A-level artifact cannot break through it, but this world cannot replicate the full power of this artifact.” Zhao Yin stepped forward and slammed his fist hard on the door panel.

All the patterns on the door panel instantly lit up with a blood-red light, which dimmed again after a few seconds. Then, the door panel cracked and shattered into pieces.

The ward was pitch black. As the light from the corridor outside slowly shone in, Lin Jue finally saw the scene inside. "This..." Lin Jue stood outside the door, his face somewhat dazed.

The hospital room in front of him was the house where his predecessor lived with his parents when he was a child. The familiar living room, the familiar furniture, the dried bloodstains on the surrounding walls, and the moldy and spoiled cake on the dining table.

In a daze, Lin Jue seemed to have returned to the time when his father killed his mother and imprisoned his predecessor.

Dong Jian went in first: "This is a room that Qin Lang specially arranged based on your most desperate memories. Here, the pain in your heart is constantly awakened, the alternate personality is constantly generated, and it is constantly being stripped away by Qin Lang."

"Number 1 was born during your most tyrannical period."

"As soon as he appeared, he killed everyone in the room except Qin Lang. Even Qin Lang was unable to separate him; the separation process kept failing."

Lin Jue recalled the previous body's medical records, which indeed showed a period of repeated failed treatments. Number 1 should have appeared during that time period.

"Why does he keep peeling away those personalities? Is he trying to create a powerful anomaly through me?" Lin Jue asked in a deep voice, searching the room. He walked through the living room, into the kitchen, and then to the bathroom. Everything was arranged in the most painful way he remembered.

“No, he wants to find the consciousness of the underworld god hidden in your body. In some ways, consciousness is also a kind of personality.” Dong Jian followed behind Lin Jue: “The laboratory is in your father’s bedroom.”

"The consciousness of the God of the Underworld." Lin Jue pondered as he walked towards the master bedroom.

According to the consciousness of the God of the Underworld, it was the predecessor who found the consciousness of the God of the Underworld. Therefore, the reason why Qin Lang captured the predecessor was for the consciousness of the God of the Underworld. In other words, the time period when the predecessor found the consciousness of the God of the Underworld should be after the father killed the mother and before he was captured by Qin Lang.

During the time he was imprisoned by his father, his predecessor found the consciousness of the God of the Underworld.

But since the original body was always in the room, how could it have found the consciousness of the God of the Underworld?

Arriving at the master bedroom door, Lin Jue pushed it open.

Behind the door was not a bedroom, but a bright white hospital room. In the center of the room was a dark red bed. Various bloody tools hung on the walls, and the cabinets were filled with transparent jars containing strange organs that were clearly not from living people.

There were some human-shaped brown spots on the ground in the corner, which were traces left after the corpse had been left for a long time.

“Originally, this place was even bloodier, a complete pile of corpses, but it wasn’t completely replicated in this world.” Dong Jian shrugged. “There’s not much else to see. Anyway, this is roughly what the lab looks like. The timeline here in reality is also chaotic, so it wasn’t replicated.”

"It doesn't look like anything special. Who would have thought that this is the beginning of all the sins?" Lin Jue casually picked up a medical record sheet that had fallen to the ground. The sheet described the experimental process of a patient named Li Wei. During the transplantation of a strange organ, he experienced a rejection reaction, and then his entire body exploded.

"Let's go."

Lin Jue sighed and went to the last room.

The bedroom that belonged to the predecessor.

As soon as he opened the door, he heard a loud explosion coming from above, upstairs.

“Those patients must have already started fighting with the doctors in the main building,” Dong Jian said with a smile. “This hospital is about to descend into chaos.”

"Look," he pointed to a fine crack that had appeared in the space in front of him, "this world is about to collapse."

A tiny spark rose in Lin Jue's eyes, and he felt his own power gradually returning.

【script……】

[Filming nearing completion] (End of Chapter)