Chapter Twenty-Five

This "mother" made Wen Jianyan call him stupid.

He didn't expect that in just five minutes, he would change from an innocent single young man to the mother of a child who didn't know if he was a human or a ghost.

Is this reasonable!

But in the next second, Wen Jianyan suddenly found that he couldn't move.

The little cyan hand tightly tugged at the hem of his clothes.

A burst of irresistible force struck, his body seemed to be under control, and he walked forward step by step.

Every muscle in the body tensed up, and every nerve sent out resistance, trying to resist this invisible and resisting force, but nothing helped, and he couldn't break free at all.

Wen Jianyan could only move forward mechanically, walking stiffly along the corridor.

In this case, he can't even reach into his pocket to get his phone, let alone open a store to buy items.

Bad bad bad bad.

Wen Jianyan rolled his eyes and looked around hard, trying to find a way to escape—

Suddenly, his gaze paused and fell on the glass door that had just passed by.

The blurred figure of the young man was reflected on the glass, his movements were stiff and slow, like a puppet walking slowly forward, beside him, a group of dark, semi-blurred small shadows could be vaguely seen.

Like a child.

The proportion between the head and the body is unbalanced, the head is extraordinarily large, but the body is thin and small, which looks particularly deformed and weird. A **** umbilical cord hangs down, wrapping tightly around the young man's body, dragging him to go forward.

At that moment, Wen Jianyan felt a chill run up his spine, and his hair stood on end.

It always feels like...something bad is going to happen.

However, no matter how anxious he was, his body still walked forward uncontrollably, leaving the obstetrics department step by step.

Wen Jianyan watched helplessly as she passed the duty room and walked straight towards the obstetrics and gynecology clinic.

She turned a corner skillfully, pushed open the door, and walked into the prenatal examination room.

The lights in the room were bright, but it was far more frightening than the darkness.

There are all kinds of anatomical diagrams of reproductive organs on the wall. In the middle of the room is a gynecological bed that you can lie on your back. There are blue curtains hanging around it. On the side is a machine responsible for B-ultrasound. The machine doesn’t know anything. The time has already started, making a buzzing sound.

Wen Jianyan lay down uncontrollably.

The clothes on his abdomen were lifted up, revealing a white and flat lower abdomen. The bruise the size of a baby's palm had spread, almost covering his entire lower abdomen. It was blue and purple, as if someone had punched him several times. , looks particularly shocking in bright light.

"Zi...Zi..."

The B-ultrasound machine on the side started to operate automatically.

A black and white picture of the abdomen quickly appeared on the small screen, but, unlike ordinary B-ultrasound pictures, Wen Jianyan could clearly see the face of his "child" this time.

Huge head, malnourished body.

It pressed its face tightly against the screen, as if it wanted to get out of it, and its fuzzy facial features moved between the black and white contacts, as if it was smiling.

The mouth opens and closes, looking at the shape of the mouth, it seems to say—

"Mother."

Wen Jianyan: "..."

There was a layer of cold sweat on his back, he swallowed his saliva with difficulty, his throat was dry and a little sore.

"Hello."

Wen Jianyan moved the corner of her mouth, forcing herself to show the most natural smile:

"I don't know, when will I see you? My baby."

He needs to know how long he is left before he is finished, so that he can decide how to get out next.

"Snapped."

The B-ultrasound machine turned off automatically, and the whole room fell into a panicky silence.

The next second, Wen Jianyan felt something cold grip her fingers, and the baby's voice rang in her ears: "We will meet soon, Mom."

He glanced down quickly.

The little blue-purple hand that was holding him tightly was much more solid than before, and the wrist could almost be seen vaguely, as if it was rapidly gaining life and substance.

"Mom, when you give birth to me, we will be together forever."

The child's voice was extremely innocent, but it was inexplicably filled with a creepy sense of gloom: "Mom, do you want to be with me forever?"

"certainly."

Wen Jianyan replied without hesitation.

He moved his fingers with difficulty, felt the state of his body, and tried to answer in an affectionate and loving tone: "Mom, the person I love the most in the world is you, of course we want to be together forever."

"Very good!"

The ghost baby let out a "giggle" laugh.

Wen Jianyan found that as the other person's mood changed, she gradually gained a little autonomy in her body.

He rolled his eyes without any trace, and looked towards the window beside him. The bright light fell on the window, and he could vaguely see the reflection in the room.

Wen Jianyan could clearly see his body lying on the bed and the pitch-black baby clinging to him.

Guiying leaned his deformed head on his shoulder affectionately, stared at Wen Jianyan with those pure black eyes, giggled and said:

"Mom, you look so pretty."

Wen Jianyan moved her finger quietly, and replied calmly, "Really? You must be making me happy."

"how come!"

The ghost baby got closer, almost touching the young man's face.

Wen Jianyan could almost smell the stench, cold, and rotten smell emanating from it.

The ghost baby giggled:

"You are the most beautiful mother I have ever seen, more beautiful than all other mothers of children!"

...the mother of other children?

Wen Jianyan was startled, and an incredible idea suddenly flashed in his mind.

He asked tentatively, "Have you seen any other mothers?"

"Of course." Ghost Baby giggled: "But other people's mothers are not as good-looking as my mother, nor as gentle as my mother."

Its outline has gradually become clearer.

The huge, blue-black head was pressed against Wen Jianyan's shoulders. The pure black eyeballs were as big as tennis **** without any whites. There were blood vessels under the skin, like over-inflated balloons. Touch it and it will break.

But for some reason, Wen Jianyan still saw a strange obsession and admiration from the depths of the other's pure black eyes:

"Also, my mother said she loved me and said she would be with me forever, and none of the other mothers said that."

It hugged Wen Jianyan's arm:

"—I love my mother the most."

"other people?"

Wen Jianyan asked, "Do you have any other friends here?"

"certainly."

"Can I meet them?"

Guiying fell silent, and seemed a little reluctant.

"I want to participate in my baby's life." Wen Jianyan said softly, "Don't you want to, baby? Don't you want to be with your mother forever?"

"…All right."

The ghost baby was finally shaken. It pulled Wen Jianyan to stand up, and said with some unease: "But, mom, don't be snatched away by others."

Under the leadership of the other party, Wen Jianyan left the prenatal examination room and walked towards the newborn care center.

As soon as he entered this area, Wen Jianyan immediately noticed that it was very different from other places.

If the other areas are quiet and almost eerie, but still in the category of normal hospitals, the feeling here is completely different.

The light above the head was pale and dim, affected by some unknown force, flickering from time to time, and buzzing.

The temperature dropped drastically, and the cold and gloomy air scraped the bones like a steel knife. Within a minute after walking in, Wen Jianyan felt as if his whole body had fallen into an ice hole, and the temperature all over his body was absorbed. gone.

Soon, a closed door was approaching.

The walls outside the room are full of small animals and children, and there are many cute stickers on them, but perhaps because of the passage of time, those originally brightly colored pictures have become dull and peeling off, and the stickers are mottled. It should have been a very cute and childlike picture, but in the current scene, it looks particularly distorted and weird, even a bit like a children's cult.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and watched as her hand pushed the door open uncontrollably.

This is a baby room, the space inside is extraordinarily spacious, small beds are neatly arranged, and there is a small playroom not far away, the floor is covered with colorful sponge mats, and some puppets are scattered Toys and stuff.

But... It wasn't these things that caught Wen Jianyan's attention.

Instead, there are densely packed, bluish-black ghost babies in the entire baby room.

Some of them are lying on cribs, some are lying on the ground, and some are sticking to the wall. Each of them has a huge head and a thin body. Hearing the sound of the door being pushed, a pair of pure black horrifying eyes are facing this place at the same time. Looking over from the direction, even though Wen Jianyan was mentally prepared, she still couldn't help but get goosebumps all over her body.

"Mother…"

"New mother..."

Whispering voices sounded from all directions.

The ghost baby holding Wen Jianyan hugged his arm possessively: "This is my mother, you are not allowed to **** it!"

Whispering whispers sounded from all directions in the baby's room, as if they were communicating in a language that Wen Jianyan couldn't understand.

Thick darkness flows everywhere in the room, giving people an extremely uneasy feeling.

I don't know if it's because it feels that the other party has arrived in its own territory, but the ghost baby seems to have relaxed its vigilance. Although its umbilical cord is still wrapped around Wen Jianyan's waist, it let go of his arm.

Wen Jianyan was suddenly able to move freely.

He breathed a sigh of relief without a trace, rotated his already stiff wrist, and slowly changed his standing posture.

Perhaps because of the change of angle, Wen Jianyan suddenly saw that in the corner of the game room not far away, there was a person sitting in the shadows against the wall. It should be a man. With his head bowed low and his belly protruding high, he looked extremely miserable.

"!"

This is probably the "other mother" that Guiying just mentioned.

Wen Jianyan turned her head and looked at the ghost babies in the room in front of her. Taking advantage of the fact that none of the babies noticed her, she slowly took a deep breath, turned around and walked towards the man quietly.

As the distance drew closer, Wen Jianyan recognized the other's iconic hairstyle: a cockscomb hair.

It dawned on him.

Oh, it turned out to be the anchor who was making a fuss at the entrance of the hospital and refused to come in.

As if hearing the sound of approaching footsteps, Cockscomb moved its head and slowly raised its head.

His face was extremely pale, his cheeks were sunken very obviously, his eyes were blue and black, and he looked very haggard. The hem of his nurse's uniform was held up by his bulging belly, and the thin close-fitting clothes could no longer cover up the changes in his body. Pull it upwards, revealing the blue-black belly with protruding blood vessels.

The blue veins on the belly are protruding, and fine capillaries can be seen under the thin skin. It seems that something is wriggling and struggling under the skin, and from time to time pushes out strange bumps, as if it will open him up in the next second Broken belly, drilled out from under the flesh.

It was vaguely shaped like the face of a smiling, misshapen baby,

A long umbilical cord was wrapped around the man's waist, stretching far into the group of ghost babies.

Ji Guantou's eyes lit up when he saw Wen Jianyan.

But soon, his eyes fell on the umbilical cord at Wen Jianyan's waist, the light of hope was extinguished, and it became gloomy again.

Wen Jianyan took out her phone and opened the task list.

Sure enough, the side missions have been updated.

[Optional branch task refresh: find the intern nurse on the third floor patrolling]

【Completion: 1/3】

Ji Guantou obviously misunderstood Wen Jianyan's actions.

He let out a weak cold snort: "Don't think about it, there are no props in the system store that can solve this situation, and even if there are, the price is not something we anchors can afford. As long as you are entangled by the umbilical cord, you will not be able to solve this problem." Maybe run away, no matter where you are, that ghost baby will follow you."

"I've done everything I need to do." Ji Guantou stretched out his arms, allowing the other party to look at his embarrassing state: "Look, I'm still here."

His eyes fell on Wen Jianyan's abdomen, with a dazed expression on his face: "Look at this, you should have been entangled not long ago, right?"

"right."

Wen Jianyan nodded: "What about you?"

Ji Guantou twitched the corners of his mouth, showing a smile that wasn't exactly a smile, and replied dryly, "It's been more than an hour."

He reached into his pocket with trembling hands, took out a pack of squashed cigarettes, smoked one and pressed it to his lips, and said vaguely: "According to my experience, two hours should be a limit in this dungeon." It shouldn't be long before I'm about to give birth."

After saying this, he twisted his lips and sneered, as if he was very amused by his own words.

Wen Jianyan had heard the word "boundary point" in the anchor square.

It means that in some dungeons, the node of time itself is a reminder, sometimes it is a "time point", such as the last dungeon [Ducai Middle School] that Wen Jianyan cleared, the key time point in it is the early morning Twelve o'clock, beyond this limit, the dungeon will produce irreversible changes.

There are also dungeons that use "a period of time" as the boundary point, like this copy of [Fukang Private General Hospital], which should be divided into different sections based on "two hours". In this dungeon, most of the game rules will abide by this "boundary point".

Such as patrolling, such as production.

Cockscomb handed over the flat cigarette case.

Wen Jianyan shook his head, indicating that he didn't smoke. He narrowed his eyes, and his thoughtful eyes fell on the man in front of him.

Whether it's the status or the information he knows, the other party doesn't look like a rookie anchor who entered the dungeon for the first time.

He asked straightforwardly:

"How many copies are you making this time?"

"the fifth."

Perhaps because he knew that his time was approaching, there was no need to conceal this information, so Ji Guantou answered very simply.

Wen Jianyan made a rough estimate in his heart.

If you have successfully completed four dungeons, even if the unlocking rate in each dungeon is not high, the live broadcast points will be accumulated every game, and by now the lowest should be a D-level anchor.

In other words, his store content unlocked a full level more than his current self, and the number of points he could bring in was much higher than his own one thousand.

However, since the other party is not a newcomer, why...

As if seeing Wen Jianyan's doubts, Cockscomb raised his eyes and took a puff of the cigarette, the scarlet cigarette **** flickering in the darkness: "Do you want to ask, since it's not the first time I entered the dungeon, why the reaction at the hospital entrance Will it be that big?"

Wen Jianyan nodded unabashedly, affirming the other party's guess: "Yes."

Cockscomb snorted and laughed, shaking the ash on a puppet toy, and the gray-white ash fell on the dull glass eyes of the puppet, scorching a little black marks: "If we can get out alive, I will tell you ,How about it?"

"make a deal."

Wen Jianyan nodded lightly.

Ji Guantou raised his eyes unexpectedly, and his eyes fell on the young man standing in front of him.

Obviously, after listening to what he said just now, but for some reason, the expression on this young man's face did not change too much. Instead, he looked calm and composed, as if he didn't care about the danger he was in. He has a tall and slender figure, with an extremely strong and calm temperament, even Cockscomb Head, who thinks he is doomed, can't help but feel a little shaken by him.

he asked:

"Speaking of... how many dungeons have you entered?"

Wen Jianyan smiled, and the light and shadow in the corridor outside the door fell into his light-colored eyes, like pieces of gold floating, with a hint of narrowness and mystery:

"If we make it out alive, I'll tell you."

"..."

Ji Guantou was shocked by the attitude of the other party, he straightened up subconsciously, narrowed his eyes in surprise, and looked at the young man standing in front of him from a new angle:

Damn, it's easy to pull.

Could it be that this young man who looks frail and thin in vain...

Is a boss? !

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room.

"..."

"I don't know why, but when I saw the scene in front of me, I suddenly had a strong premonition that this liar is definitely up to no good."

"I also!"

"+1"

"Based on previous experience, the anchor is definitely going to make trouble again!"

"Hahahahahaha the real boss: a D-level anchor who has played four dungeons; the false boss: a painless mother who has only played one dungeon, a liar who is full of lies and lies like a dog drinking water."

"I have a hunch that there will be new victims again!"

"Welcome newcomers to join the big family of Wen Jianyan's victims! The atmosphere here is warm and friendly, healthy and harmonious. If you don't believe me, look at how happy the ghosts and anchors of the last dungeon are laughing!"