Zhao Jin erased the marks on his forehead, because these people have no way to identify humans, and can only be identified by making marks. Fortunately, he can erase the marks made by the other party.

When coming out of the room, there was someone outside, and Zhao Jin glanced warily. Fortunately, it is only the person who came to clean, because this person also has a mark on his face, it is the cleaner.

Zhao Jin couldn't take care of that much, and quickly returned to the group of mental illnesses when he came just now.

He had already noticed this just now. These patients were doing very strange movements. They didn't take anything, but they seemed to be holding needles and threads to mending something.

When I came here again, I saw this clearly.

Zhao Jin took out the pen stolen from the man in blue from his pocket, and then drew the same mark as this group on his head, and soon he saw a sewing machine appeared in front of him. s things.

Unlike the sewing machine, the sewing machine sews and repairs cloth, and this one is... mountains, rivers, and rivers, as well as dilapidated houses.

Zhao Jin: "..."

At this time, there were doctors who came over. It was obvious that although they were influenced by the people in blue and used by people in blue, in fact they were still authentic three-dimensional people, so they couldn't see these mental illnesses clearly. What are you doing?

Not only that, because they are three-dimensional people, Zhao Jin can be identified.

But in their opinion, Zhao Jin is a mental illness, so there is no big deal among this group of mental patients.

So no one is surprised.

At this time, Zhao Jin still didn't want to understand one thing, that is... If he remembers correctly, this world is called the energy world, and most of their judgments are based on energy.

In that case, why should visitors be allowed to come in? It's almost like the entertainment world.

Zhao Jin followed up and mended many world scenes.

Soon it’s dinner time, and a special person will bring food.

Zhao Jin and other mental patients started to eat, all of them bowed their heads, and no one spoke.

Zhao Jin started talking to the person next to him, "I don't like to eat scrambled eggs with tomatoes, would you like to eat it?"

The person next to him raised his head, glanced at him, and then continued to lower his head to eat.

When he raised his head, Zhao Jin recognized him. Although he had only seen him two or three times, Zhao Jin was very impressed with him. He was the person in charge of his company's research on holographic projection.

Last time, in order to solve the public doubts caused by Jin Shushu performing difficult magic tricks in public places, he met this person.

Unexpectedly, meeting again, turned out to be in a mental hospital.

Zhao Jin said, "Tan Ming? Do you remember me?"

When the other party heard the name, he said sarcastically, "Who doesn't remember the famous actor?"

Zhao Jin: "..." This hostility was so full that it made me seem to want that miserable life very much.

"I was just squeezed out by the person who brought the money into the team." Zhao Jin was not angry, and said to the other party, "I didn't see me like you, are you all here?"

Tan Ming stopped talking.

Zhao Jin continued, "I was replaced because they knocked on my head and I didn't listen. How about you?"

Tan Ming turned his head and said nothing.

They are all people who have been abandoned by the whole world. They are all on the same front. What are they going to do?

Tan Ming said after a while, "Me? When you asked us to send people to install some equipment in the supermarket, where did I find... the curtain was broken... I discovered that the world is fake..."

Zhao Jin: "..." No wonder he was so malicious towards himself.

"You made me unable to return home, you dare to ask me?"

Zhao Jin is the boss, and he doesn't mind the other party's blame.

Zhao Jin said, "Home? Is that your home? Or do you like the world like it is now? Everything you like is controlled by other people, including your emotions, including your family..."

Although everything was lost, if he was told in advance that as long as he obeyed those people, he would be able to keep his own prosperous life, Zhao Jin would still not listen.

The walking dead is like the life of a marionette, not the life he wants.

Even if he is only awake for a moment, he will not choose to be confused for a lifetime.

Looking at Zhao Jin with such ironic eyes, Tan Ming stopped talking.

Zhao Jin finished his meal soon. At this time, the doctors had separated the patients and they wanted to treat them.

Of course these doctors think so. They feel that they are treating.

Zhao Jin doesn't know the treatment mode of these people, but looking at the skinny and desperate eyes of these mental patients outside, he knows that this is definitely not a good treatment.

Zhao Jin can actually leave now, but he has not left. On the one hand, this is the base camp where the blue-clothed people live in this world. He stays here and can detect some information more quickly. On the other hand, he goes out. It's not easy to find a place to live right now, and Jin Shushu must hate him now.

Moreover, this treatment may be a little bit painful, but it won't cause death, so Zhao Jin didn't resist that much and was pushed in.

When I entered, I saw a large instrument with the same logo on it. It was obvious that this instrument was owned by a Kewei.

Then one of the doctors pushed Zhao Jin and walked over, and immediately felt as if he was electrocuted, and the whole person was numb.

It hurts, it hurts.

Immediately afterwards, he was held in his arms by a person, who was shorter than him and thinner than him, and when he hugged him, he was more like a hug.

Zhao Jin was taken aback...

He did not expect that the other party would come to rescue him.