Chapter 181

When reaching the number on the nameplate, Wen Jianyan's heart suddenly constricted for a moment.

05? !

The previous experience on the negative second floor flashed in his mind.

There are a total of five rooms on the second floor, from 01 to 04, and the sequence of patients in the wards corresponds to each other in this laboratory. According to this logic, the patients in compartment 05 should be the patients in the last ward.

But the problem is... In the Ping An Nursing Home, Wen Jianyan had never seen this patient numbered 05.

In the meantime, he has always interpreted this as "luck". After all, the map of the copy of Ping An Sanatorium is really huge, and high-risk patients also have many opportunities to go to different areas. However, the moment they suddenly arrived at compartment 05, a Things that have been ignored for a long time, but clearly visible, come roaring.

Wen Jianyan suddenly realized...

This is an existence that he has never met before, and has not been understood at all from beginning to end.

He raised his eyes subconsciously, looking forward to the faceless Dr. Reese.

The other party was taking out the key card from his breast pocket at the moment, and was walking towards the door unhurriedly.

Wen Jianyan squinted his eyes, recalling what the faceless man who led the way for him said just now—according to the meaning in the other party's words, the existence of No. 05 seems to be very special, maybe it has something to do with the so-called "plan", or even It has an inexplicable relationship with the basic framework of the entire copy.

The narrow card was swiped lightly in front of the metal door, making a "drop" sound.

The doctor turned his head "to" Wen Jianyan, turned his side gently, and said:

"Father, please."

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, subconsciously stroked the leather cover of the Bible twice with her fingertips, and then walked towards the open door.

First reaction was... black.

Thick darkness shrouded the road in front of him, almost as if he couldn't see his fingers.

Wen Jianyan blinked, only feeling that whether she closed her eyes or opened them, it made no difference.

There was a clear metallic sound from behind, as if the door was closing behind him, and the light outside the laboratory was completely hidden behind it, leaving only a viscous, impenetrable darkness.

Bang bang, bang bang.

The sound of the heartbeat rang in the ear, almost seeming a little noisy.

Suddenly, Dr. Reese's voice came from the side:

"Father, are you all right?"

Wen Jianyan was taken aback.

What he didn't expect was that Dr. Reese would follow in instead of staying outside like the others.

"This patient is very sensitive to light. For your safety, the following exorcism ceremony will be performed with the lights turned off."

The sound of cloth rubbing against each other sounded in the darkness, as if Dr. Reese was walking in his direction.

Wen Jianyan slightly turned his head to the direction of the voice.

Just listen to the other person say:

"Please hold my arm, and I will lead you the way."

…lead the way.

Wen Jianyan keenly grasped the key words in the other party's words.

In other words, this is not the same as the other four compartments, on the contrary, the area may still be large...

"Then trouble you."

Wen Jianyan stretched out her hand aimlessly towards the front.

The other party seemed to be able to see in the dark, easily grasping the priest's hand groping in the air, and gently guiding the other party to grab his own arm.

Wen Jianyan supported Dr. Reese's arm and walked forward cautiously in the dark.

One step, two steps, three steps...

As Wen Jianyan walked, she counted her steps silently in her heart.

He controlled the distance of each step, trying to estimate the length of the journey.

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room:

"Starting to get nervous..."

"Speaking of which, has No. 05 appeared in the Ping An Sanatorium before?"

"That being said, if you think about it carefully, it seems that you really don't have the impression that No. 05 has appeared..."

"Really! I always thought it was just bad luck that I didn't see it. Didn't everyone see it?"

"Finally, now I'm really curious."

Along with the heated discussions about the No. 05 share in the live broadcast room, related audience reward tasks also began to appear on the task bar one after another.

Those who "recognize 05's true face" also "find 05's real name", or "find 05's real identity".

Wen Jianyan glanced at the taskbar and stopped.

After all, for him now, survival is more important.

The darkness is long, seemingly endless.

It was clearly in the dark, but Dr. Reiss did not hesitate in his steps. He steadily led Wen Jianyan in a certain direction. Under the palm of his hand was the other's slender arm. Through the thin fabric, he could feel the Body temperature and volt texture.

The sound of hollow footsteps echoed in my ears, giving people the illusion that they couldn't finish walking.

Finally, after walking for an unknown amount of time, Dr. Reese suddenly stopped.

"This is it," he said.

The moment Dr. Reese stopped, the task bar on the side was updated.

Obviously, this process saves the step of holy water, and the exorcism prayer is also thoughtfully attached to the task list, obviously hoping that the anchor will complete the exorcism in the dark—maybe this is why this progress Take only 10.

However, Wen Jianyan still tried to struggle.

He turned his head in the dark, towards Dr. Reiss, and asked in a presumptuous way: "In this case, how should I use the holy water?"

Whether you can go to the 05th or not, knowing the other party's share is the second...

The most important thing is that according to the experience of previous exorcisms, the beginning of the ceremony also means that danger is coming.

No. 05 is a patient he has never been in contact with, and has no impression or concept. Wen Jianyan is not sure if he can avoid the other party's attack with his eyes darkened.

"Just leave it to me."

Dr Reese said.

"Can't even make a little light? If so, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to read the prayer..."

Wen Jianyan maintained his figure as a priest, while skillfully trying to find some loose gaps.

"Reading?" Dr. Reese said in a calm voice with a smile, "I thought you had written down everything in the Bible."

Although the other party's attitude was as usual, the progress bar floating above his head suddenly started to move around, and it seemed to be in a downward trend.

Wen Jianyan's heart tightened, and he answered the conversation naturally:

"Just to be more rigorous."

As he spoke, he handed the bottle of holy water to Dr. Reese.

In the darkness, the bottle in the palm was picked up.

Wen Jianyan glanced at the progress bar above his head again—it stabilized again and stopped flickering.

He heard the doctor's footsteps walking forward, not far away, just a few short steps.

In the dark, Wen Jianyan heard the sound of the bottle being uncorked, the sound of wet running water, and then there was silence. He could only imagine the scene of the other party blessing the mysterious No. 05 in his mind.

...well, it looks like there's no hope of getting a light source.

"..."

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, restrained his extra thoughts, turned his head and stared at the words on the task bar, browsed through ten lines at a glance, and prepared to read as fast as possible, and must complete the exorcism in the shortest time, so as to Risk is minimized.

Soon, footsteps sounded again, and just a few seconds later, Wen Jianyan heard Dr. Reese's voice beside her: "Father, you can start."

In the blink of an eye, what seemed to be a short and vague thought flashed through my mind quickly, like lightning flashing across the dark night sky, bringing a faint light, and then disappeared in the next instant, almost impossible to catch.

Almost subconsciously, Wen Jianyan said:

"You are very familiar with this process."

This sentence is very natural, as if it is just an ordinary sigh, it flows out lightly.

In the dark, the other party chuckled: "Of course."

Wen Jianyan didn't have time to write anything, just heard the other party's voice ringing again, and replied in the same natural, even familiar tone:

"After all, personal experience is not once or twice."

"...?!"

Wen Jianyan's breath was suffocated, and his mind went blank for a moment.

What does this mean?

At that moment, a lot of messy information flashed through my mind: Dr. Reiss is obviously a doctor, but in Nightmare's points task system, he has a very similar status to high-risk patients, and has a similar "unlock" The mechanism of earning points by real name", plus the other party can also enter the world, but the rest of the nurses and nurses cannot...

Wen Jianyan realized a long time ago that, from a certain point of view, Dr. Reiss' position in the dungeon was closer to those high-risk ones than those of the nurses.

Wait, don't continue to diverge.

There is a lot of room for interpretation of this sentence. After all, not only patients can "experience" themselves, but the other party may have just watched it many times...

While Wen Jianyan was sorting out the chaotic thoughts in his mind, Dr. Reese's voice sounded again:

"Father?"

The ending sound rose, as if he was puzzled by Wen Jianyan's sudden silence.

The other party's voice, Wen Jianyan, came back to reality.

Yes, that's right, there are more important things now.

Wen Jianyan calmed down, his chaotic mind was cleared, his eyes fell on the taskbar beside him, and he chanted in a steady and calm voice.

In the silence, the young man's voice resounded in the darkness, and the complex and profound words seemed to carry some mysterious power, echoing in the huge space.

While reciting the prayer, Wen Jianyan tensed subconsciously.

With vision restricted, all other senses are activated and become more acute than usual. He is alert to everything around him, whether it is a slight sound or a change in the airflow, he will catch it and judge whether it is dangerous to.

But nothing.

The darkness is like a deep lake without a roof, densely covered and wrapped around him, and surrounded by the same silence in all directions, it is almost doubtful whether he is still awake.

As time went on, the prayer was quickly read to the end.

The progress bar above the head has been pushed to 97, and only the last few paragraphs are left to end.

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room:

"No, isn't it? Is this the end?"

"Ah... I'm a little disappointed, so the last ten percent is easy to push?"

"Although I am also a bit disappointed, logically nothing should have happened. After all, according to what everyone said before, No. 05 has never appeared in the Ping An Sanatorium, and the other anchors have never seen him, and now it is pitch black. If something really happened, wouldn't the anchor who started this branch be sure?"

"That's true. Nightmare generally only increases the difficulty, and won't engage in any side quests."

"Oh, it's a pity, I'm really curious about this 05!"

Wen Jianyan glanced at the progress bar.

According to this progress, after he finishes saying the last prayer, the progress bar of this branch line should be pushed to 100 without any accident, that is to say, this scene will end, and he will be teleported back to the original confessional room—Wen Jian Yan is not worried that the other people will feel that they have failed and leave in all directions. After all, when they are in the scene, the external time will not pass.

Leaving the confession room means he has completed the last task, and the epic items will naturally fall into his hands...

Very stable.

but…

Wen Jianyan slowed down the speed of articulation indiscriminately, thinking rapidly in his mind while reading.

This also means that in this extremely difficult and demanding scene, he only obtained a very small amount of information—whether it is the "truth of the plan", Reese's real identity, or no information so far. All "05" that showed up will be sealed as the scene ends.

According to the current map, the main building of the Ping An Sanatorium can no longer be returned, and the main structure above the ground in the church is full of dangers, and it is almost impossible to explore, and there is a high probability that the two of Luce will disappear with the end of the mission.

The progress of the dungeon is also speeding up, and it shouldn't be long before it ends.

…There is not much time and space left for him to obtain information.

"..."

Wen Jianyan recited the words in the Bible absently, lowering her eyelashes slightly, her amber pupils were hidden in the shadows, and the expression in her eyes was dark and unpredictable.

Five sentences left.

Even Wen Jianyan had to admit that it was rare luck for him to "touch" this branch line this time.

Not only did he get the common props in the room of the two directors by accident, but other anchors got into this scene by chance, and faced a round of battles from several high-risk patients, and he happened to collect the corresponding difficulties for each high-risk props, which greatly reduces the difficulty of clearing the map.

The map that was supposed to be hell-level difficulty was marked as normal by him.

This situation is rare.

Some kind of intuition in the body is humming, as if speaking in a language that only he can understand...

You are very close.

One step away from the truth.

Do you really want to give up the present opportunity for stability?

There are two last sentences left.

At the same time, the progress bar above the head advances to 99.

At that moment, Wen Jianyan's mind flashed the scene he saw when he was on the second floor of the basement.

At the end of the corridor is the empty Ward 05, which is brightly lit.

For example...Patient 05 is really "sensitive to light" as Dr. Reese said, so his prison should be made to isolate the light source.

He smelled the familiar smell of lies.

"..."

It's like reaching out your hand groping in the dark, catching a corner of the curtain, and the things hidden under it release a wordless temptation.

Wen Jianyan gritted his teeth.

whatever.

spell!

The higher the risk, the greater the reward!

Wen Jianyan raised his hand, clicked on the live broadcast interface as quickly as possible, selected the props and activated them.

In the next second, the flare exploded in front of his eyes, and the intense light that was excited at that moment penetrated the thick ink-like darkness, and the huge space was illuminated like daytime!

Although it was only a temporary intention, Wen Jianyan had already drawn up a rough plan. Although it was not very thorough and precise, it was definitely feasible.

During the exorcism ceremony, the option to leave the room and go to other areas was easily denied. Not to mention whether you can escape from the darkness smoothly, interrupting without authorization may lead to wasting all previous efforts—stop chanting, and try to get from Dr. Reiss instead. The cliché option was dropped for the same reason.

Therefore, this unknown number 05 became the only option left in Wen Jianyan's hands.

The information brought by the short-lived light is not much, and in the current situation, it is likely to become a key breakthrough point, an important thin thread for the messy scattered beads to string each other, and more importantly, He is now only one step away from completing the task. Even if there is any danger or error, he can solve it by quickly reciting the last two prayers. Although the gain may not be much, the risk is minimized.

In addition, there are too many viewers who post related tasks.

Even if he doesn't get anything in the end, he can still earn points to fill the balance.

Mosquito legs are no longer meat.

Bright light was poured into the huge space in front of him like warm water. Although it wasn't too dazzling, it was still difficult for the eyeballs that had been in the dark for a long time to adapt.

Wen Jianyan forcibly resisted the physiological "sexual" urge to blink, and walked towards the direction Dr. Reiss had just walked with the fastest speed and urgency!

The next second, he froze.

What appeared in front of my eyes was not a [person].

It was a huge, tall, transparent jar like a water tank.

It was exactly the same as the jars on the shelf that he had seen in the laboratory before, but it was scaled hundreds of times proportionally.

Countless thin wires of different colors were connected to the water tank, and the liquid on it showed a clear, familiar light yellow liquid in the light.

In the liquid, there is a huge brain floating.

It was more than one meter in diameter, and the folds and ravines on it were intricately curved, showing a scarlet color.

It quietly suspends in the "liquid", with countless thin, neuron-like threads connecting it to its surroundings, which looks very familiar...

And on top of the jar, a small, translucent sign is faintly visible.

It was a thin, mouth-to-tail snake.

A concept popped up in Wen Jianyan's mind without warning.

【Brain in a Vat】

The few short seconds seemed to be stretched into a century, Wen Jianyan stared at the extraordinary everything in front of him, and almost forgot how to breathe.

Under his horrified gaze, scarlet threads suddenly began to emerge in midair.

Thin, like a spider web, woven and constructed by some invisible existence, slowly presenting a human shape, neurons weave bones, blood vessels, nerves, and even skin, hair...

This is a real, nightmarish scenario.

At this moment, a man's calm and cold voice came from his ear:

"As I said, patients are very sensitive to light, Father."

Dr. Reese's voice seemed to be suddenly pulled back to the real world by Wen Jianyan. He took a sudden breath, and chanted loudly at the fastest speed he could achieve:

"Li! Evil spirits!"

"In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit!"

"In the name of the Lord, by the blood of the martyrs I command you!"

"Leave!"

At the moment the voice fell, the progress bar above the head reached [100]

Immediately, the familiar system announcement sounded in my ear: [Ding! The special live broadcast scene has been cleared! Hidden branch complete! 】

The sound of the mechanical system was broadcast in a steady voice, and it seemed that it did not notice the urgency of the situation in front of it. Accompanied by the sound of the broadcast every word, the flesh and blood construction did not show any tendency to slow down.

Legs, arms, chest, head.

muscle, skin.

A tall and mutilated male body slowly appeared not far away.

In the broken chest like a half-finished product, there are scarlet blood vessels and nerves, which are still constantly weaving and building.

He slowly turned his head to Wen Jianyan's direction.

The eyeballs are pure gold.

Half of the face is as handsome as a god, and the other half is chapped and empty like a ghost.

The familiar image that can almost be imprinted deep in his mind is a face that he can draw even with his eyes closed.

Everything that happened in front of him was so abrupt that Wen Jianyan was so shocked that he almost forgot to breathe. He stood stiffly on the spot, cold from head to toe, his palms were sticky with sweat, and there was some kind of impulse in his body screaming fiercely , driving him to escape into the distance.

But he can't.

He could only stand there, watching those scarlet, dense neurons, entangled and growing like life, slowly weaving the appearance of that false **** not far from his eyes.

... witch candle.

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