Horror Bug Game Terminal

Su Shenchuan had bruises on his face and wounds on his arms.

And in front of him stood two monsters.

Su Shenchuan did not go to the corridor either. He just wandered around the building and then when he was on the second floor, he jumped out of the second floor window.

As soon as he reached the street, these two paint fluid monsters suddenly appeared in front of him.

The same one they defeated on the top floor before.

Covered in wet paint, with no facial features, a vaguely visible body, and slow movements.

Su Shenchuan looked at the two monsters and wanted to attack them directly, but then he remembered that this thing could not be touched.

So they could only hide and occasionally attack when the opportunity arose.

The monster dodged.

After all this fighting, even if Su Shenchuan had a body of iron, he couldn't bear it, let alone he wasn't. It was inevitable that he would get injured and bleed a little, but Su Shenchuan didn't care.

Su Shenchuan was about to take action, but when he saw that the monster was not moving again, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The monster turned its head left and right, as if it couldn't find Su Shenchuan.

He grasped this key point very keenly and took a tentative step to the side, but the monster did not respond.

Su Shenchuan stomped his feet again.

The monster suddenly looked towards where Su Shenchuan was and rushed over. Su Shenchuan quickly dodged backwards, rolled over, stood up again, and stood still.

The monster poked its head left and right again.

Su Shenchuan: It seems that the monster can’t see the player, it locates the player by sound.

He thought about it carefully. The first time the monster appeared was when Xu Yi put the paint box on the ground with a thud, and this time he jumped from the second floor and also made a loud noise, so the monster appeared.

After realizing this, he slowed down his breathing and stayed where he was without moving.

He couldn’t kill this thing at the moment, and he hadn’t yet understood its personal skills, so Su Shenchuan chose to wait and see.

The monster was confused for a long time and did not find Su Shenchuan. Soon its body turned into a pool of liquid and sank into the ground.

Su Shenchuan breathed a sigh of relief.

The sunlight gradually moved toward the west.

He looked up at the sun.

As a soldier, you must have the ability to fight in the field, including reading maps and telling time.

Su Shenchuan roughly estimated the time based on the sun.

He immediately turned around, entered the building and walked up the stairs.

Su Shenchuan had the same idea as Qi Wuling and went directly to the bedroom on the top floor.

Now that the so-called painter has been knocked unconscious, they don't have to worry about the person in the bedroom waking up when they go up, which makes it easier for them to find clues.

Qi Wuling arrived at the corridor first, familiar with the route.

As I walked up, I heard someone downstairs. I turned around and saw it was Su Shenchuan.

Qi Wuling raised his eyebrows.

Su Shenchuan was also a little surprised.

It seems that the illusion is gone for the time being.

Su Shenchuan shared the monster's weakness with Qi Wuling as soon as possible.

Qi Wuling nodded to show that he understood.

The two walked down the corridor together.

When passing by the painting, Qi Wuling suddenly asked, "What did you see in the last painting?"

Su Shenchuan took steady steps and said seriously, "I was lying on the bed, unconscious, and there were doctors standing around."

Qi Wuling paused.

It seems that the content of every player's paintings is similar.

Combining the content of his previous analysis, Qi Wuling asked calmly: "Do you think that painting ever happened?"

Su Shenchuan was stunned when he heard this, then he thought about it carefully again and said with certainty: "No."

"So what do you think of the world we live in?"

Su Shenchuan stopped and looked into Qi Wuling's deep eyes again. He considered for a moment, "It doesn't look fake, but it doesn't look real either."

When Qi Wuling heard this, he curled his lips slightly and said, "It's fake."

Su Shenchuan was surprised for a moment: "Fake?"

Qi Wuling briefly summarized what he saw in the clock room.

Su Shenchuan was silent.

Qi Wuling said with great interest: "Why do you think this world is not real?"

Su Shenchuan sighed: "Intuition."

Qi Wuling understood. Perhaps it was because he had been a soldier, so he had a strong intuition about certain truths.

Qi Wuling didn't say anything, and before they knew it, they had reached the end of the corridor.

Su Shenchuan followed Qi Wuling as the bedroom door opened.

He assumed a guarded posture.

As long as there are people around, he will protect himself first.

The door opened, safe and sound.

The man was still lying on the bed, and Xu Yi was frowning beside him.

He looked up after hearing the voice, and when he saw Qi Wuling and Su Shenchuan coming, his eyes lit up, and he whispered: "Brother! Uncle Su! Come and see, this person is not Ge Du!"

As he spoke, Xu Yi patted his head with his hand and said, "And his face looks familiar. Do you recognize him?"

Qi Wuling walked over and took a look at the man's face.

Su Shenchuan also stood in front of it and took a few more glances, then suddenly said, "This is——"

Qi Wuling took over the conversation and said calmly, "Doctor."

"what?"

Xu Yi’s brain was working rapidly—Doctor?

Doctor... Shit! He said why does he look so familiar?

It was the painting that was hanging in the corridor before. He was lying on the hospital bed, and the doctor standing in front of the bed had this face!!!

Xu Yi took another look at the man, not quite understanding: "But isn't he a painter? How come he is a doctor?"

Qi Wuling asked: "How do you know for sure that he is a painter?"

Xu Yi pointed at the corner behind them.

"Look at that pile of papers and the trophies in the cabinet next to it. They were all won by this man."

Su Shenchuan walked over, squatted down, and picked up the thing.

I picked up the top two and looked at them.

Qi Wuling reached out and casually flipped through the contents at the back.

I understand it generally.

So, this person is a painter. Because of his unfortunate childhood, he loves painting. He happens to have extremely high talent, so he became a genius painter. Later, he experienced changes and became like this.

Qi Wuling calmed down and thought slowly.

What changes can make a person lose his mind...

Can't paint anymore?

What does that have to do with doctors...

And why does the painter's face look the same as the doctor's?

Although the painter later became a mental patient.

It's understandable if you need to see a doctor.

But it doesn't make sense to share a face with a doctor, does it?

Qi Wuling thought so and shifted his gaze back to the bed.

Su Shenchuan also had a frown on his face at this time, and obviously, he had no idea either.

Xu Yi rubbed his face and looked up at the sky: "What kind of crappy game is this? I might as well just let the monsters kill me instead of doing this!"

"Look, I haven't even cleared the level yet, so I have to go crazy first!"

Qi Wuling was moved when he heard this.

Mad man... lunatic - doctor...

Qi Wuling thought of the painting and them lying on the hospital bed.

Has it already happened?

His eyebrows moved slightly, and the bold guess box emerged again. So - maybe there is a possibility...the mentally ill are themselves.

If you take their identities to the level of psychopaths, everything makes sense.

For example, why do they see hallucinations, why does everyone think differently, and why do they see this strange world of colors.

Psychopaths trap themselves in their own imaginations.

No one could get close, and he couldn't get out.

Therefore, this world is not constructed by painters, nor is it a painting space, but rather the pictures that they think of in their brains.

They trapped themselves here.

Qi Wuling looked down at his hands. If this was his spiritual world, then did it mean that the real them were just like the ones in the painting, lying on the hospital bed, sleeping forever?