Infinite Flow: Becoming a God in a Nightmare Game

Zhang Yongzhi is not completely dead yet.

In the dean's office, Lu Xue handed Cheng Cuo a rabbit headband, telling him to give it to Dr. Zhang.

Lu Xue was handed to Li Zhaodi. Cheng Cuo took a few steps forward, put the rabbit hair tie into Zhang Yongzhi's hand, and remained silent.

Zhang Yongzhi, with his fading consciousness, carefully sensed the shape of the object in his hand. "Ah, this is Zhi Xia's."

"She was a very well-behaved and lovely girl."

In the blink of an eye, the rabbit headband was pushed into Zheng Mingzhao's wrist bone.

Zhang Yongzhi slowly closed his eyes and stopped breathing.

Li Zhaodi held the two adorable little girls carefully in her large hands.

Her face was full of worry as Qiqi and Qiqi sat on her shoulders.

"Mom, don't worry."

"These two older sisters will wake up, they're very nice to us too."

"They'll play with us and even braid our hair like you do, Mom."

Lu Zhi helped Jiang Qi clean the chip. The computer successfully analyzed the chip, revealing data inside that was even more important than the files on the computer.

His father even went so far as to scheme against his own son.

Zhang Yongzhi will probably never know.

This timely downpour was a baptism from heaven, relentlessly washing away everything inside Muchun Mental Hospital.

As the rainwater seeps in, these evil deeds gradually surface, like insects in the mud washed out by the rain.

Behind this seemingly glamorous hospital lie countless heinous secrets.

In an effort to revive his beloved, the hospital director sacrificed the lives of patients and even medical staff, engaging in illegal organ trafficking and horrific human experiments.

Let them struggle in pain.

In fact, Zhang Yongzhi had known Zheng Mingzhao for a long time.

After his mother committed suicide when Zhang Yongzhi was five years old, his father became even stricter with him.

They would lock Zhang Yongzhi in a small dark room from time to time, without giving him food or water. During those times, Zhang Yongzhi could only see the windows on the high floor.

At the age of seven, little Zhang Yongzhi was born.

Zheng Mingzhao discovered the little boy locked in a dark room. He raised the room by placing stones on it from the outside so that he could see the scene inside clearly.

Despite its small size, it showed no fear and tossed the messenger, which it had made of paper cups and red thread, into the container.

They kept each other company every day, and Zheng Mingzhao always brought delicious food and fun things.

She would describe the beauty of the outside world to little Zhang Yongzhi, and Zhang Yongzhi would listen attentively. He was very happy to know her.

They never told each other their names, and they kept each other warm in the dead of winter.

A little later, Zheng Mingzhao was ten years old, and she enthusiastically shared her dreams with Zhang Yongzhi.

She said, "I want to be a journalist when I grow up. I want to help poor children like you. Wait for me."

But one day, that window never appeared again, nor did the familiar, simple megaphone.

Zheng Mingzhao disappeared.

Looking out the window at the bright moon, Zhang Yongzhi knelt on the ground and made a sincere wish.

If there are gods in this world, please bless her with peace and good fortune.

Zhang Yongzhi found life unbearable without her.

As he grew older, Zhang Yongzhi belatedly realized that he, who was destined to die in the harsh winter, had fallen in love with that lively and cheerful little sun.

The next time they met was when Zheng Mingzhao came to see a doctor and registered for Zhang Yongzhi's appointment.

Zheng Mingzhao has a scar on his palm from falling from a high place.

Zhang Yongzhi recognized her the moment they met.

As she grew up, Zheng Mingzhao fulfilled her dream of becoming a journalist.

Zheng Mingzhao, young and impetuous, came to Muchun Mental Hospital in order to find out the truth.

Zhang Yongzhi tried his best to stop it, but there was nothing he could do.

Zheng Mingzhao pulled Zhang Yongzhi into his office and took their first photo together.

Zheng Mingzhao successfully disguised himself as a patient and infiltrated Muchun Mental Hospital.

In a hospital, doctors and patients are destined not to be together.

Zhang Yongzhi could only do his best to protect Zheng Mingzhao, and Zheng Mingzhao also brought joy to many patients in the hospital.

Every time Zheng Mingzhao is mentioned, their eyes light up with smiles, including Zhang Yongzhi's.

They never regretted bringing the truth to the world, simply to prevent more people from falling into the mire.

Even death doesn't matter.

Many people, like them, risked their lives; they brought light, yet they died before that light arrived.

The sun rose and shone on everyone's face.

The black ghosts got their wish; their resentment dissipated, and they returned to normal white souls.

The dean was dead. They huddled together, smiling, and thanked Jiang Qi and the others.

Seeing their faces, one can see that the people who died from this human experimentation included both the old and the young.

From the elderly in their seventies and eighties to children as young as six or seven.

The boy who ran away with Zheng Mingzhao was also among them; according to his birthday, he is only 17 years old now.

Cheng Cuo held several paintings in his hand, which Lu Xue had already painted long ago.

She wanted to let the souls trapped in Muchun Mental Hospital see the outside world.

The scene was heartwarming, with each soul obediently lining up, eager to see the painting.

The boy murmured, "So, the outside world has become like this?"

"Sister Zhao Zhao, can you see? Dawn has arrived."

Jiang Qi helped Zhang Yongzhi close his eyes; everything had been settled.

Only the roses on the stone tablet were in full bloom, swaying in the wind.

[Ding dong, congratulations to players Jiang Qi, Lu Zhi, Lin Wanchu... for clearing the [Mu Chun Mental Illness Resentment] dungeon]

[Dungeon Survival Rate: 23%]

[Congratulations to player Jiang Qi for achieving the happy ending, breaking the highest completion record!]

[This achievement will be announced server-wide.]

[Instance Rating: A]

[Dungeon Rating Updated: S-Rank]

[Dungeon rewards are being calculated, please wait...]

[The automatic reward calculation has ended. Please check your rewards.]

Players will be teleported back to the lobby in one minute. Please wait patiently.

Countless comments scrolled across Jiang Qi's live stream screen.

"Waaaaah, I'm so moved. The doctor and his little reporter/patient sacrificed themselves for the sake of sight."

"The survival rate is so low. The system didn't even tell them the number of people in the dungeon at the beginning. If we calculate it this way, the total number of people in the dungeon is as high as 30, but only 7 people survived."

"Sigh, I just thought of something really chilling. Those players who cleared the game lost their memories. Was it the Dean's doing? Just to keep the truth from the outside world."

"Hmm, now that you mention it, I think so too."

"This dungeon is really making me feel uncomfortable, waaaaaaah!"

The live chat was filled with mournful comments.

This time, Jiang Qi gained more fans and higher scores.

However, he didn't even fight Song Qingci. He wanted to torment Bai Xiaoyu, but he was exhausted from the dungeon and had no energy left to do so.

Lin Wanchu was also quite something; she cut off one of Bai Xiaoyu's arms, which will give him a good while to suffer.

Fortunately, Lu Xue, who was poisoned, managed to pull through.

Otherwise, Lin Wanchu would go insane.

Cheng Cuo carried Lu Xue in his arms, while Lu Zhi supported Lin Wanchu, who was still unconscious.

Lu Zhi was a hundred times unwilling, but he couldn't stand Jiang Qi touching other people.

Back in his familiar room, Jiang Qi looked at his two-week break and collapsed wearily onto the sofa.

The rabbit headband inside the instance has been transformed into a rabbit brooch.

Lu Xue also got her own prop, which was a gift from Zhi Xia.

While they were all resting, another topic became a hot topic on the forum.

Shocking! A high-level player, codenamed Snow, actually hacked his account and started over for love!

Before the players could continue their excited discussions, an even more exciting piece of information appeared that afternoon.

The system notified all players that they could return to their real-world residences.

What many people have been dreaming of has finally come true: returning to the real world.

Jiang Qi also received a notification from the system.

Unexpectedly, in this lifetime, I will be able to return to the real world for a visit.

The roses in the clean vase on the table had long been replaced with a bunch of jasmine.

Seeing this change, Jiang Qi felt a warmth in his heart and couldn't help but chuckle softly.

Before Jiang Qi could react, he had already been teleported to his home in the real world by the system.

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar furnishings in the room, the house hadn't been cleaned in a long time and was covered in cobwebs.

Lu Xue was teleported to her bed in a room in the real world.