Transmigration: Experiencing Life's End - Dying Peacefully in One's Sleep

Tang Quan sighed, "No wonder, Xiao Tong is really not on the same level as ordinary people." He was older, so he called himself Xiao Tong, and Xiao Tong was about the same age as his daughter.

Cheng Qi: "Then we'll take Sister Wen to find a place to stay."

Jia Tao: "No problem."

Wen Xiaotong accepted their kindness and followed them to their rented apartment.

I know the rent here is calculated by the day because players often run dungeons at irregular intervals, so it's more cost-effective to pay by the day.

Prices vary, and the environments differ as well. The three of them stayed in a high-rise apartment building, with each single apartment costing 20 gold coins per day.

There are also villas nearby that cost 100 points per day.

Wen Xiaotong thought the apartment was nice, so she rented it for seven days.

You'll need to enter the instance again in seven days, and you'll need to pay for seven days' worth of gold coins first.

Wen Xiaotong opened her personal profile page before even checking the rewards from the previous dungeon.

Player: Wen Xiaotong

Completed dungeon: 3

Gold coins: 460 + 2000

Cards: Flash (limited to three times), Flight (limited to 2 minutes)

Props: An ordinary wooden stick, a spiked club

Ranking:

After deducting 140 for seven days' rent, I still have 460 gold coins left. The previous dungeon reward was 2,000.

There are also two limited-time cards and a spiked club, which propelled me up by millions of places in the rankings. I'm currently ranked over a millionth.

Jia Tao also looked at the rewards from the last dungeon and said happily, "The rewards from the last dungeon were the most I've ever received, 800 gold coins!"

Cheng Qi looked at her own: "Me too, I was lucky to have three hundred before."

Tang Quan also said with a smile, "It seems to be the result of killing zombies. We have to thank Xiao Tong."

Jia Tao and Cheng Qi agreed: "Yes, Sister Wen, let's treat you to dinner tonight."

Seeing the sincerity in their eyes, Wen Xiaotong agreed: "Okay."

Afterwards, the group found a restaurant to eat, which cost over two hundred points, and the three of them split the cost.

Jia Tao contributed more, since Sister Wen had saved him, so the other two should contribute less.

The others didn't argue with him, since they would have other opportunities to eat together in the future.

And he seems worried about things unless he spends a little more money.

Wen Xiaotong followed them around and bought some daily necessities to take back.

There's no difference between this place and the real world, just a different way of going to work.

Player: Wen Xiaotong

Completed dungeon: 3

Gold: 2300

Card: Flash, Flight (Limited Time: 2 minutes)

Props: An ordinary wooden stick, a spiked club

Ranking:

I bought a change of clothes and daily necessities for 160 gold coins, and I still have 2,300 left.

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Seven days later, Wen Xiaotong was directly teleported into the dungeon. Fortunately, she managed to store all her items in the system space in time.

The surrounding environment looked like a hospital. Wen Xiaotong was wearing a hospital gown and was all alone in the room with the door closed.

This is a private ward. I stood up and walked to the window, and saw many nurses taking patients out to sunbathe.

They were all on one-on-one, keeping a close eye on each patient, as if they were worried the patient would leave their sight.

Wen Xiaotong felt that this situation was a bit strange.

The system announced: "This game instance has begun. You must escape the mental hospital to successfully complete the instance."

Realizing she was mentally ill, Wen Xiaotong tried to open the door but couldn't; there was only one window in the door that offered a view of the hallway outside.

All these circumstances indicate that this mental hospital restricts patients, locking them up so that even when they go out, they are constantly being watched.

dong dong dong~

There was a knock on the door. The door opened, and a middle-aged man walked in, his tone serious: "Wen Xiaotong has taken her medicine."

Before Wen Xiaotong could speak, the doctor continued, "Are you awake most of the time now? Are you still unable to wake up?"

Wen Xiaotong gave a conservative answer: "Yes."

The doctor's eyes turned strange, and after a while he said, "It seems that your condition is starting to improve, but you still need to take your medicine on time."

He took out a bottle of medicine, poured out two pills, and handed them to her.

Then I went to the table next to her and poured her a glass of water.

Wen Xiaotong certainly wouldn't dare to take medicine randomly, so she pretended to put the medicine in her mouth (and put it into her spatial storage), and then picked up some water and drank it.

After taking the medicine, the doctor left. From what he said, Wen Xiaotong understood the situation: she must have some kind of illness, and she often couldn't wake up.

We're not entirely clear on the other aspects yet; let's observe the situation for a couple more days.

When it got dark, Wen Xiaotong decided to go out and explore.

I bought a master key from the system store. It can open any lock and automatically fits the lock cylinder, changing its shape.

Good stuff, cost 100 points.

The door also has a keyhole on the inside, so you can go out.

"Xiao Qi, disable the surveillance."

"Okay, host."

When I spread my mental energy, I actually saw a familiar face next door. This floor was also full of people.

The fifth floor consists entirely of single rooms, while the lower floors offer double and multi-person rooms.

As soon as I opened the door, I noticed that the person next door had also walked to the door. Was he that perceptive?

Go outside, close the door, and the people next door will look out through the window in the door.

From his angle, he can't see me, and I don't go past him.

Wen Xiaotong carefully observed her surroundings as she went downstairs.

The stairwell lights looked dim and a bit eerie, which reminded me of how many paranormal events happen in hospitals.

To distract himself, he used his mental powers to observe the rooms on each floor.

After scanning the fourth floor, the third floor, and the first floor, nothing unusual was found.

Upon seeing the situation inside the basement, Wen Xiaotong's feelings became somewhat complicated.

In a dimly lit, seemingly stuffy room, a young man lay unconscious on an operating table.

The room was filled with all sorts of research reagents of different colors, and most importantly, there were several huge jars.

Upon closer inspection, it was filled with a transparent liquid, soaking naked people—men and women, or perhaps it should be said that they were not fully healthy.

They were all missing some physical characteristics, some were missing arms or legs, and they all had their eyes closed, so it was unknown whether they still had any signs of life.

My gaze shifted again and I saw something that could no longer be called human. Its body was still barely human, but its head was gone, replaced by a pig's head.

A pig's head and a human body—what kind of horrific experiment was this? The stitches on the neck are clearly visible.

Looking at the person in the hospital bed.

You could tell he was a hospital patient just by looking at his hospital gown. Standing in front of him was a woman dressed as a doctor, holding a scalpel.

This is a mental hospital; we can't expect to have surgery to treat patients here.

Then I saw the man holding a knife, staring at the person on the bed with a perverted and burning gaze.

Wen Xiaotong didn't continue reading. Now she knew that the hospital not only imprisoned people but also used patients for human experiments.

After walking down to the first floor and opening the main door, I saw several other buildings next to it, including one building housing patients and another building as staff dormitories.

It's very close, so I can see the situation in the ward at any time.

The outer walls are very high, and most people can't climb over them, not to mention that there are broken glass embedded in the walls, making it seem like they're afraid someone will run away.

This place doesn't look like a hospital, it looks like a prison, even more terrifying than the prison I was in before.

He used his mental energy to carefully scan the staff dormitory; on the surface, there seemed to be no problem.

Everyone was asleep, and the doctors and nurses on duty were also at their posts.