Chapter 25

This "mom" made Wen Jianyan stupid.

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

Is this reasonable!

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

The little blue-purple hand tugged at the hem of his clothes tightly.

A burst of resistance struck, and his body seemed to be under control, moving forward step by step.

Every inch of the body's muscles are tense, and every god is resisting, trying to resist this physical resistance, but everything can make up for it, and finally break free.

Wen Jianyan could only move mechanically and follow the corridor stiffly.

In this case, he couldn't even reach into his pocket to get the phone, let alone open the store to buy props.

Bad bad bad bad.

Wen Jianyan rolled her eyes, looked around hard, trying to find some way to escape——

Suddenly, his eyes stopped and fell on the glass door that had just passed by.

The young man's blurred figure was reflected on the glass. His movements were stiff and slow, and he moved forward slowly like a puppet. Beside him, a dark, semi-fuzzy little shadow could be vaguely seen.

like a child.

The ratio of the head to the body is unbalanced, the head is extraordinarily large, but the body is small, and it looks extraordinarily deformed.

At that moment, Wen Jianyan felt a chill run up her back, and her sweat stood on end.

It always feels like something bad has happened.

However, no matter how anxious he was in his heart, his body still moved forward uncontrollably and left the obstetric department step by step.

Wen Jianyan watched helplessly as he crossed the duty room and headed straight for the Maternity Clinic.

The body turned a corner skillfully, pushed open the door, and entered the room for the prenatal examination.

The light in the room was bright, but it was far more disturbing than darkness.

Various anatomical diagrams of reproductive organs are posted on the wall. In the middle of the room is a "gynecological" bed that can lie on your back, surrounded by blue "colored" curtains, and beside it is a machine responsible for b-ultrasound. , the machine did not know when it started, making a humming sound.

Wen Jianyan lay down uncontrollably.

The clothes on his abdomen were lifted up, revealing a fair and flat belly. The small bruises on the baby's palms spread and covered almost his entire lower abdomen. It looks amazing under the bright light.

"Zi...Zi..."

The b-ultrasound machine on the side came to work automatically.

A black picture of the abdominal cavity quickly appeared on the small screen, but, unlike ordinary b-ultrasound pictures, Wen Jianyan was able to clearly see the face of his "child" this time.

Big head, malnourished body.

It pressed its face tightly to the screen, as if trying to get out of it, and moved between the black touch points of the fuzzy facial features, like a smile.

The mouth opened and closed, looking at the shape of the mouth, it seemed to say—

"mother."

Wen Jianyan: "..."

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

"Hello."

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

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

He needed to know how long he had left before he was done, so he could decide how to get out next.

"Snapped."

The b-ultrasound machine turned off automatically, and the whole room fell into a panic-stricken silence.

The next second, Wen Jianyan felt something cold grab 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 firmer than before, and you could almost see the wrist vaguely, as if it was rapidly gaining life and substance.

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

The child's voice was extraordinarily naive, but inexplicably carried a creepy gloom: "Mom, do you want to be with me forever?"

"Of course."

Wen Jianyan replied without hesitation.

He moved his fingers with difficulty, feeling the state of his body, and tried to answer in a deep and loving tone: "Mom, the person who loves the most in the world is you, and of course we will always be one."

"Great!"

The ghost baby let out a "giggling" laugh.

Wen Jianyan found that with the change of the other party's mood, he gradually gained a little bit of body autonomy.

He rolled his eyes without a trace, and looked at the window on the side. 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 that was clinging to him.

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

"Mom, you look so beautiful."

Wen Jianyan moved her fingers quietly, and answered quietly, "Really? You must make me happy."

"how!"

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

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

The ghost baby giggled:

"You're the best looking mom I've ever seen, prettier than all the moms of his kids!"

...the mother of his child?

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

He asked tentatively, "Have you ever met another mother?"

"Of course." The ghost baby laughed "giggling": "But other people's mothers are not as good-looking as my mother, and they are not as gentle as my mother."

Its outline gradually became clearer.

The sturdy, blue-black head rests on Wen Jianyan's shoulders, the pure black eyeballs are like tennis balls, without a single eye, and there are blood vessels under the skin, like an over-inflated balloon. It breaks when touched.

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

"Moreover, my mother said she loved me and said she would always be with me. None of his mothers ever said that."

It put its arms around Wen Jianyan's arm:

"—I love my mother the most."

"others?"

Wen Jianyan asked, "Do you still have his friends here?"

"Of course."

"Can I meet them?"

Ghost Infant fell silent, seemingly reluctant.

"I want to be involved in baby's life." Wen Jian said softly, "don't you want to be baby? Don't you want to be with your mother forever?"

"……All right."

The ghost baby was finally shaken. It took Wen Jianyan to stand, and warned a little uneasily: "But, mom, you won't be robbed by others."

Under the leadership of the other party, Wen Jianyan left the room for the prenatal examination and went to the newborn care center.

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

If his several areas are quiet and almost weird, but they are still in the category of normal hospitals, the feeling here is completely different.

The lights above were dimly lit, affected by some unknown force, flickering from time to time and making a humming sound.

The temperature dropped drastically, and the icy and gloomy air was scraping at the bones like a steel knife. Within a minute of entering, Wen Jianyan felt like he had fallen into an ice hole, and the temperature all over his body was sucked. .

Soon, a closed door approached.

The walls outside the room are full of small animals and children, and there are a lot of cute stickers attached, but perhaps because of the time passed, those original brightly colored pictures have become dull and peeling, and the stickers are stained. Mottled, it should have been a very cute and childlike picture, but in the current scene, it looks extraordinarily twisted and weird, and even has a taste of children's cult.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and watched her hand push the door uncontrollably.

This is a baby room. The space inside is extraordinarily spacious. The small beds are neatly arranged. There is also a small play room not far away. The floor is covered with colorful sponge cushions and some puppets are scattered. something like that.

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

Instead, the entire baby room was densely packed with blue-black "colored" ghost babies.

Some of them are lying on the crib, some are lying on the ground, some are sticking to the wall, each of them has a big head and a thin body, when they hear the door opening, a pair of pure black horror eyes are facing this at the same time. Looking at the direction, even though Wen Jianyan was mentally prepared, she still had goosebumps involuntarily.

"mother……"

"New mother..."

Whispers echoed from all directions.

The ghost baby holding Wen Jianyan held his arm possessively: "this is my mother, you are not allowed to grab it!"

Whispering whispers from all directions in the baby room, as if communicating in a language that Wen Jianyan can't understand.

The thick darkness of the room flowed everywhere, giving a very uneasy feeling.

I don't know if it was because he felt that the other party was on his own territory, the ghost baby seemed to relax his vigilance. Although the umbilical cord on its body was still wrapped around Wen Jianyan's waist, it released his arm.

Wen Jianyan was suddenly able to move freely.

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

Perhaps due to the change of angle, Wen Jianyan suddenly saw that in the corner of the game room not far away, there was a man leaning against the wall and sitting in the shadows. With his head up and his belly high, he looked extremely miserable and pitiful.

"!"

This is probably the "other mother" that Guiying said just now.

Wen Jianyan turned her head and looked at the ghost babies in the room in front of her. When no babies noticed her for a while, she took a deep breath and turned quietly towards the man.

As the distance drew closer, Wen Jianyan recognized the other party's logo hairstyle: a cockscomb head.

It dawned on him.

Oh, it turned out to be the host who was making noise at the hospital door and didn't want to come in.

It seems that he heard the sound of "approaching" footsteps, and the cockscomb head moved and slowly raised his head.

His face was extremely miserable, his cheeks were very sunken, and his eyes were blue and black. It was lifted up by the prop, revealing a bluish-black belly with raised blood vessels.

The veins on the belly are violent, and the thin "capillary" blood vessels can be seen under the thin skin. It seems that something is squirming and struggling under the cortex, and from time to time it pushes out strange bulges, as if it will open him in the next second. Broken belly, drilled out from under the flesh.

The shape vaguely resembled the face of a smiling, deformed baby,

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

Jiguantou's eyes lit up when he saw Wen Jianyan.

But soon, his eyes fell on the umbilical cord around Wen Jianyan's waist, the light of hope went out, and it became dark again.

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

Sure enough, the side quests were updated.

[Optional side quest refresh: Find the intern nurse who patrolled the third floor for a round]

[Completion degree: 1/3]

Jiguantou obviously misunderstood Wen Jianyan's actions.

He let out a weak snort: "Don't think about it, there are no props in the system store that can solve this situation, even if there are, the price is not affordable for us streamers, you can't just be entangled in the umbilical cord. Run away, follow that ghost baby wherever you are."

"I've done everything I should." Jiguantou stretched out his arms and let the other party look at his embarrassed state: "Look, I'm still here now."

His eyes fell on Wen Jianyan's belly, and a stunned expression appeared on his face: "Looking like this, you must have been entangled a while ago, right?"

"right."

Wen Jianyan nodded: "what about you?"

Jiguantou twitched the corners of his mouth, "showing" a smile that wasn't quite a smile, and answered dryly, "It's been over an hour."

He reached into his pocket with trembling hands, took out a box of squashed cigarettes, pursed his lips, and said vaguely: "According to my experience, two hours in this copy should be a limit point. , I should give birth soon."

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

Wen Jianyan heard the word boundary point on the anchor square.

This means that in some copies, the time node itself is a reminder, and sometimes it is a "time point", such as Wen Jianyantong's last copy [Decai Middle School], the key time point in it is ten in the morning Two points, after this limit, the copy will have a change of law reversal.

There are also copies with "a period of time" as the boundary point, like this copy of [Fukang Private General Hospital], which should be divided into different blocks with "two hours" as the boundary. In the copy, some of the game rules 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 did not smoke, he narrowed his eyes, and his thoughtful gaze fell on the man in front of him.

Whether it's the status or the information he knows, the other party doesn't seem to be a rookie anchor who enters the dungeon for the first time.

He opened his mouth straight and asked:

"How many copies is this time for you?"

"the fifth."

Perhaps knowing that he is limited, there is no need to hide this information, so Jiguantou answered very neatly.

Wen Jianyan made a rough estimate in her heart.

If the four dungeons are successfully completed, even if the unlocking degree in each dungeon is not high, the points of the live broadcast will be accumulated one by one, and by now it should be the lowest D-level anchor.

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

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

Seemingly seeing Wen Jianyan's doubts, the cockscomb raised his eyes, took a puff of cigarette, and the scarlet cigarette butt went out in the dark: "Do you want to ask, since it's not the first time I've entered the dungeon, why is there a cigarette at the entrance of the hospital? What's the reaction?"

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

The cockscomb head hummed, and a toy shook the soot, and the gray ashes fell on the dull glass eyes of the puppet, burning a little burnt black trace: "If we can get out alive, I will I'll tell you, how's it going?"

"make a deal."

Wen Jianyan nodded lightly.

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

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 was tall, straight and slender, with a very strong and calm temperament, and even the cockscomb head, who thought he was dead, couldn't help but feel a little shaken by him.

he asked:

"Speaking of... this is the first dungeon you entered?"

Wen Jianyan smiled, the light and shadow in the porch outside the door fell into the bottom of his pale eyes, like broken gold floating, with a hint of narrowness and mystery:

"If we can get out alive, I'll tell you."

"..."

Jiguantou was shocked by the other party's attitude. He straightened his body subconsciously, narrowed his eyes in surprise, and looked at the young man standing in front of him from a new angle:

Rely on, so pull.

Could this weak, thin young man...

a dude? !

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room.

"..."

"I don't know why, but seeing this scene in front of me, I suddenly have a strong premonition that this liar has absolutely no good intentions."

"I also!"

"+1"

"According to the previous experience, the anchor is definitely in trouble!"

"Hahahahaha real guy: a D-rank anchor who has played four dungeons; fake guy: a mother who has only played one dungeon, full of lies and deceitful people like a liar who drinks water."

"I have a hunch that there are new victims!"

"Welcome newcomers to the family of Wen Jianyan's victims! Our 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 copy were!"