bookcurios Chapter 245
Chapter 245
After regaining consciousness again, Yitu found himself in an extremely narrow space.
His back was facing the door, his hands and feet were fixed on the chair by restraint belts, and he couldn't move his whole body.
There are no patterns or patterns on the walls on all sides, and they are pale.
A sensor camera is installed in the upper left corner, and it is glowing reddish, indicating that someone is watching him 24 hours a day.
Yitu didn't even have time to figure out what was going on, and his intuition told him that he hadn't completely passed the test of the gods and was still in the game.
The person watching him didn't give Yitu any chance to think, and soon there were hurried footsteps outside the door behind him.
There was a loud "clang" sound, with a heavy metal sound. It was a special iron door.
It seems that a prisoner with a high risk factor is being held inside the door.
There were soft footsteps behind him, and Yitu guessed that it was a very thin woman.
It wasn't until the man walked in front of him that Yitu saw his face clearly.
This is indeed a thin woman. She is wearing a white nurse's uniform, with sunken eye sockets, a high nose bridge, and abnormally pale skin.
This is obviously not the face of an Asian, but the appearance of a European Caucasian.
She didn't dare to look at Yitu, her eyes even slightly averted, hiding her fear again and again, as if Yitu was some terrible monster.
She held a needle tube in her hand, which was half filled with an unknown transparent liquid.
Yitu glanced at his arm subconsciously, and sure enough, his arm was covered with dense needle holes.
Although the woman was obviously afraid of Yitu, she quickly pressed Yitu's left hand without saying a word.
Yitu began to struggle without thinking, the restraint belt had already been soaked in blood, and the deep strangle marks all showed that he had been trapped here for a while.
"What are you going to inject me with?!"
"Where the hell is this?"
Yitu was exerting all his strength in a hurry, but the chair under him was welded to the ground and would not move at all.
Because the situation was so sudden, Yitu didn't realize that all the words he said automatically changed into awkward French.
Until the nurse anxiously looked at the surveillance camera, she had no choice but to say:
"Mr. Quentin, please calm down!"
"I promise I won't hurt you, just one injection, please, I'll be fine soon!"
The needle pierced into the skin, and the cold potion was slowly pushed in. Seeing Yitu's calm face, the woman breathed a sigh of relief, and even showed him a comforting smile.
"Why am I trapped here?" Yitu asked with a very hoarse voice.
The woman was a little surprised to see that he didn't immediately fall into a coma, and even had a clear consciousness.
She looked up at the camera again, with an uneasy expression, and hesitated:
"Because you're sick, we're just treating you."
Yitu wanted to ask something more, but the woman quickly interrupted him:
"Well, Mr. Quentin, it's time for you to rest, you shouldn't wake up."
After the nurse finished speaking, she wanted to leave the room quickly, but Mr. "Quentin" kept looking at her with his eyes open.
This terrified her, even though it wasn't the first time she'd come to sedate a patient named Quentin.
Counting this time, it was only the third time.
The first two times she came back alive, her colleagues were very surprised, and everyone said that she was really lucky.
Although it made her feel inexplicable, what could happen if it was just injecting a patient with medicine?
Her colleague didn't speak, and didn't tell her the reason, but just patted her shoulder with a complicated expression, and said:
Wendy, God bless you and good luck.
This sentence made Wendy feel very angry. She felt that she had been played by the boss recruited by this hospital.
But she couldn't afford the high liquidated damages in the contract, so she could only endure the unhappiness and continue to work.
She didn't know until a few days ago when she eavesdropped on the chat conversations of other colleagues.
The nurse who injected the medicine to patient 302 has died six times in a row.
And Wendy was the seventh recruited.
"Tonight I will be on duty to monitor 302, in case he suddenly wakes up and no one injects him."
"Are you alone? How many hours are you on duty? To be honest, my dear, I'm a little worried about your safety."
"No, I'm only on duty for the first four hours, and the rest of the time is handed over to a new nurse whose name seems to be Wendy."
"That's good, I don't want to hear the bad news that you died in room 302 the next morning."
"Isn't it a matter of time?" The woman sneered, "We will all die here, just like the few unlucky people in front of us."
"My God Donna! How can you say such a thing!"
"Isn't it? Unless we kill 302! Otherwise, as long as he wakes up one day, those monsters will continue to be created by him!"
"Crawled out of his eyes, his nose, his chest, and killed and ate us all!"
"Donna, calm down! Your voice is too loud, in case you are..."
The patient numbered 302 was Quentin who was tied to the chair.
Thinking of these, Wendy couldn't stop trembling all over.
Because she seemed to have seen something in the patient's eyes.
White, wriggling gushes of liquid, they ran out from the man's handsome facial features, condensed into a ball, and fell to the ground.
Wendy let out a scream uncontrollably, and she rushed towards the door immediately, but the white liquid that overflowed behind her had already condensed into shape.
It formed a strange shape, not like a human being, its limbs grabbed Wendy's ankles, dragging her back abruptly.
Yitu saw the nurse dissolving in the arms of the white monster, as if they had merged into one.
And the culprit that caused all this to happen was himself.
The white monster also held Yitu in its arms, but he didn't disappear like Wendy, instead he absorbed the monster.
Yitu, who realized this, soon had no way to think about it anymore, because the potion had already started to play its role strongly and effectively.
I don't know how much time has passed, but Yitu's consciousness slowly regained consciousness again.
It took him a moment to recall the previous experience, including the appearance of the monster, and the death of the last nurse, Wendy.
Yitu didn't move or open his eyes, because he knew those nurses were watching him.
As soon as he has a sign of awakening, he will be injected with drugs immediately.
As for him who fell into a coma, it was impossible for him to stay awake. Without a clear consciousness, he would not be able to think about how to solve this level of the game.
After a long time, he will completely die here.
too difficult.
It is much more difficult than the first level.
Time, time again.
He needs time to think, this level may not be much more complicated than the first level, but he lacks the time to wake up.
During the time when Yitu's brain was running rapidly, the corners of his eyes suddenly itched, and something seemed to gush out of his throat.
Yitu's heart skipped a beat, how could this happen!
He immediately opened his eyes and looked at the surveillance camera, which was a sign that those things were about to come out!
As long as his mind is running, as long as he starts thinking, those things will appear uncontrollably.
Wendy was not killed by the so-called monster, but by his thinking.
His active consciousness produced those monsters, so that's why the nurses kept injecting him with drugs.
Realizing this, Yitu felt chills in his heart.
How should we pass this level?
If he doesn't wake up, he will always be in a coma on the verge of death, and it will be impossible to pass the level.
And once he wakes up, he has to think about ways to clear the level, which leads to the death of the nurse.
You must know that this cycle is not infinite, just like the first level, it is limited.
That's the number of nurses.
Once all the nurses in this hospital are dead, no one will wake him up, and no one will give him injections.
When the time comes, will the monster created by his consciousness devour him?
The answer is yes.
This is an endless loop, and Yitu is so confused that he can't find a solution to it.
Soon he couldn't think about it anymore, because the nurse who rushed in quickly injected him with medicine and fell into a coma.
Waking up again, Yitu tried to find some information.
He had to show weakness to the nurse who came to give him the injection so that he could get some response when he spoke to her.
However, it may be Wendy's death that caused the nurses who came in after that to refuse to communicate with him.
"What's wrong with me? What did the doctor diagnose me with?"
"When can I leave here?"
"How long have I been in? Answer my words!"
"What kind of hospital is this? Who am I?"
"Can you feed me something? I feel like I'm dying."
Except for the last sentence, all other questions were not answered.
Yitu stared at the nurse with hatred in his eyes, the nurse shook her hand holding the spoon, packed up the liquid food, and was about to leave.
She doesn't care if the patient is on her body, because someone will come in and clean up the dirty room when 302 is unconscious.
Yitu was resisting the fatigue and sleepiness brought by the medicine, and apparently the nurse also noticed this.
A look of obvious panic appeared on her face, and she finally spoke:
"Mr. Quentin, please stop imagining!"
However, it was too late, the white monster still gushed out from the man's body, devouring the woman completely.
After killing people, Yitu fell into a coma.
When she woke up next time, Yitu met the new nurse as she wished.
He didn't seem to see the fear and fear on the nurse's face, and asked calmly:
"What was the name of the last nurse who gave me the injection?"
"Donna. Donna Katrin."
Yitu nodded, did not speak any more, and calmly waited for the nurse's injection.
After the injection, the nurse quickly left the room, not daring to stay longer.
Yitu held on for a while, and realized that he could actually control the appearance of monsters in his body.
As long as he wants, as long as his consciousness is clear enough.
Like, he killed Donna Katrin with his consciousness.
Before she died, Donna said a very interesting word.
She said, Mr. Quentin, please stop your imagination.
Yitu stayed in this small, empty white room, couldn't see the door, and didn't even know what the door looked like.
He saw no one except the nurse who came in.
Just like his thinking with a terrifying white monster, but the characters have been replaced.
The white space is his thinking, and he in the white space is the monster that only wants to eat people.
Yitu didn't have the energy to think anymore, he fell into a coma again.
It was the same nurse who told him Donna's name last time to give him the injection, and Yitu was very calm.
It's just that he still asked the woman a question like last time.
"What kind of person am I?"
The nurse froze for a moment, "I'm sorry sir, I don't know."
Yitu tilted his head to look at her, his eyes begging her to think about it.
The woman was frightened, and immediately knelt down on the ground with limp legs. She looked at Yitu with tears in her voice:
"Sir, I really don't know, I came too late, I really don't know anything about you, please go to sleep quickly..."
Yitu nodded slowly, "It's a pity."
The useless nurse must die, and he needs enough information to break through this level.
Quentin wasn't his real name, at least not the real name of the soul in this body.
But the name Quentin was so familiar.
He seems to have heard someone mention it somewhere, and he can even think of that man's handsome face and gentle voice.
Miss you so much.
Yitu thought about it for a while, then fell asleep again.
The new nurse was obviously much older than the previous one, and her eyes showed a bit of vicissitudes, as if she had endless stories to tell.
Yitu asked her, "Do you know what kind of person I am?"
The nurse didn't speak, just stuck the needle into the flesh, and then answered:
"You are a very prestigious nobleman."
"But you're sick, and you're stuck in your own fantasies."
"We are all nurses hired by your family. If you die, we will all die."
"I wish you a sweet dream."
The older nurse said a gentle word, and even stroked Yitu's hair before leaving.
Yitu accepted it silently, waiting for the next awakening.
He found that his waking time was getting shorter and shorter, and sometimes he fell asleep within the time of saying a word.
This is not a good sign. If this continues, he will soon lose his ability to think and become a complete vegetable.
When the older nurse came again, Yitu had already prepared what he wanted to ask.
He urgently needs an answer, and the time left for him is really running out.
The last time he asked the woman how many employees were left in this hospital, the woman said that there were three more, including her.
"Lerella, can you tell me what color the door is? I'd love to go out and see."
After such a long period of cooperation, Larila has come here to give him at least seven or eight injections.
The two were already very familiar with each other, and Yitu didn't have the idea of wanting to kill her.
Not only can Larila give him the information he wants, but also Leila is the only one among these nurses who is not afraid of him.
But today, Larilla gave him a rather unsatisfactory answer.
She said, "Mr. Quentin, there's no door here."
"At least there is no door you want to go out."
Yitu looked at her, and it took him a long time to smile:
"I'm sorry Lyra, but every place should have a door."
"Unless you're lying."
Lyra wanted to say something more, but the man had obviously lost any patience, and those white monsters crawled out of his body again.
Yitu felt very painful, because the next nurse was also deceiving him.
Tell him there is no door, no door out.
Yitu knew that the answer he wanted was right in front of him, but they just wouldn't give it to him!
This made him very painful and anxious. He couldn't get the answer he wanted, and they could only disappear one by one.
Until finally a male nurse came.
It was only then that Yitu realized belatedly that this was not a nurse, but his attending doctor.
Yitu gave him a friendly smile, and still asked the same question:
"My dear doctor, what color do you think the door should be?"
The man looked at Yitu, did not answer his question, but said:
"Quentin, why do you want to go out?"
"They didn't lie to you, there is no door to your world."
"From the moment you get it, you lock yourself in here."
Yitu was stunned, what does this mean?Meaning he can never get out?
"This is my fantasy world. As long as I want to, there will be a door to go out."
Yitu stared at the black doctor, and said in a very firm tone.
This time, the doctor didn't refute his words, just sighed and said:
"Quentin, don't you understand?"
"After leaving here, you will come back again."
"It's a vicious circle and nobody can get out of it."
"The difference you see is just the shell of its disguised change."
"So Quentin, do you still want to go out?"
Yitu seemed to have fallen into great anxiety because of these words, and suddenly felt that death might not be a relief.
The doctor knows he understands his words because he has started this endless loop with no end in sight.
"I want to go out."
Yitu suppressed the desire to commit suicide, and said word by word:
"Someone is still waiting for me."