Chapter 160

The dark corridors echoed with the rapid breathing of several people.

Although the chase was temporarily over, no one relaxed their vigilance—according to their previous experience, the sound of the bell meant the change of the world inside and outside, and the arrival of danger.

Wen Jianyan was even more alert, and her muscles instinctively tightened slightly.

After all, he clearly knows that [Alienation] is definitely not a good thing in a copy.

Several people gathered discreetly and waited in the dark.

However, nothing happened.

The walls and corridors were not deformed, everything was the same as when the bell rang, and there was no dangerous-looking person rushing out of the dark.

"Maybe... because there are not many patients on this floor?"

One of them guessed.

After all, the sixth floor is mainly the treatment room, the dean's room, and the reference room. Obviously, the density of patients here should be the lowest in the entire Ping An Sanatorium.

Perhaps it was because of this that they were not dragged into Renren's spiritual world.

"What about the doctor?"

"He is not a patient, should he have no spiritual world?"

Wen Jianyan shook her head, although her breath was unstable, she said decisively:

"He has."

If he didn't, it would be impossible for him to know so clearly what happened in Edward's spiritual world. Although this guy is wearing a seemingly gentle human skin, the inside is not much more normal than other high-risk patients.

"Then... Maybe it was during the time when we entered the laboratory that he happened to be visiting the doctor?"

Huang "Mao" guessed.

Wen Jianyan: "..."

He lowered his eyes and didn't answer.

This possibility is not without sex, but...

For some reason, Wen Jianyan always felt that everything was not that simple.

The most important thing is that he can't "expose" the fact that he knows the alienation of the copy - only the anchor who has a direct connection with the increase of the plot deviation will receive the countdown of alienation.

Exposing this point is quite the target of public criticism. What's worse, he himself is not completely clear, and he is like creating a plot deviation.

It would be extremely unwise to "expose" yourself in this situation.

The best way now is to be more vigilant, and after the vision becomes obvious, then put forward your own guesses.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, raised her eyes, and said:

"Do you remember the nurse at the stairs just now?"

Several people were stunned, with a condensed look on their faces: "Of course."

This is the first time after the bell rang, they still saw the existence of NPCs other than hunters in the dungeon.

"Anyway, I don't think the bell this time is the same as before."

Wen Jianyan was quiet and authentic.

"The difficulty of the copy will increase over time. Whether it is in the mental world of a certain patient or not, it is better for us to be vigilant."

Luce and the others nodded solemnly.

"……Well."

Just then, a faint whimper came from the ground.

Everyone looked in the direction from which the voice came.

Su Xingxiang had a tendency to be sober.

On that pale face, the eyelids trembled for a moment, and then slowly opened, as if he didn't know where he was, showing a dazed expression.

He opened his mouth and seemed to be thinking something, but then he covered his throat in pain and coughed violently.

Obviously, this was caused by Wen Jianyan's rude act of dragging someone by the collar just now.

In addition, Su Cheng felt that every part of his body was aching to death, as if he was run over by a big truck, his bones were shattered, and the wound on his palm was hot.

He stared at the irregular wound in his palm that was scratched by the glass fragments, with a shocked expression, as if he could not remember that it was made.

Luce and the others watched Su Cheng, who was lying on the ground, vigilantly.

Obviously, the unforeseen backstab of the other party left a deep shadow on their hearts.

Wen Jianyan exchanged a bottle of painkiller and threw it to him.

Su Cheng twisted the bottle and filled it in one breath. After filling the bottle, he seemed to be much better and said hoarsely, "Thank you."

Wen Jian glanced at Luce, who was beside him, without a trace, squatted down and asked:

"Do you remember anything?"

Su Cheng's face showed a blank look: "We... aren't we going to the laboratory? I remember that Luce took out the bottle to corrode the keyhole, and then..."

"Then?" Wen Jianyan asked.

Su Cheng was silent for a while, then shook his head: "I don't remember."

Sure enough, the same as before.

After finding Su Cheng in the confinement room, the other party replied like this.

He was not being "manipulated" into the dungeon at all, frantically attacking the nurse's memory.

Wen Jianyan patted him on the shoulder, "You're probably controlled by something in that laboratory. Don't worry, I'll inject you with an antidote, and it should be fine."

The topic of oracles was easily dismissed.

Mentioning the hostile guild in the dungeon, and this guild is the largest guild in the nightmare, is simply a "suicide" act. Maybe their temporary teammates will have evil thoughts and regard them as a stepping stone to please the oracle.

It's better to plant this to the copy mechanism first.

Su Cheng was stunned for a while, and immediately understood what Wen Jianyan meant.

He nodded and said in a hoarse voice, "...Okay, thank you."

He looked at Luce and the others and asked hesitantly, "I...Did I do anything during the time when I lost my memory?"

Wen Jianyan looked away.

Nothing, just nearly wiped them out.

"..."

Luce stared at him for a few seconds, as if weighing something.

Shao "medicine" tugged at his sleeve.

After a long time, Luce let out a long sigh and seemed to accept the explanation: "It's nothing, it's all over."

After all, no one can guarantee that they will never be recruited in the dungeon.

Although it can't be Su Cheng's fault, Luce is not a saint. He was almost killed by a temporary teammate who was not a member of his own team. It is impossible to have no resentment.

However, Wen Jianyan alone pulled back all the team members who had almost reached a dead end. This almost turning the tide was enough to offset the losses caused by Su Cheng.

In addition to the information Shao told him before the "medicine"...

After weighing the pros and cons, Luce finally decided to let go of the past and continue to maintain the current cooperation relationship with the other party.

Wen Jian touched the corner of his lower lip without a trace.

He stretched out his hand and dragged Su Cheng up from the ground: "Get up, I really don't want to drag you to escape anymore."

"That's right."

Huang "Mao" nodded vigorously, with a lingering look on his face: "You are really amazing."

Su Cheng: "..."

A shy expression appeared on his face, and he said in a low voice, "Hug, sorry, the dessert made by cockscomb is so delicious, I accidentally..."

Although the dungeon is full of dangers, life and death are on the line, but there is an extra season in the team. After Su Cheng entered the nightmare, not only did he not lose weight, but he actually gained a lot of weight.

The atmosphere was unusually relaxed.

Wen Jianyan quietly let the relaxed atmosphere spread for a few seconds, then looked positive and said:

"Let's go, since you've already come here, why don't you take the opportunity to explore, maybe you can find something useful."

After all, the dean's office and the reference room are in front of them. According to frequent visitors, there should be key "sex" information that is very close to the copy system.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Luce: "We'd better act together."

No one wants to experience the catastrophic "catastrophic" consequences of the last sub-operation.

Wen Jianyan has no opinion.

"Let's go, go to the reference room and look for it."

Wen Jianyan.

He was very concerned about the uroborus marked on the iron plate outside the laboratory, but due to the situation, Wen Jianyan had to leave at that time.

It may be in the data room, what clues can be found related to the abandoned laboratory.

Perhaps it is because there is an iron door outside that can only be entered by swiping a card, and the door of the data room is not locked, and it can be pushed with a push.

A smell of old books and dust wafts in my face.

Wen Jianyan "groped" to find the location of the light bulb.

With a click, the light came on.

The data room in front of you is large, and the rows of iron shelves are filled with thick folders and documents, which appear under the gradually lit electric lights, and you can't see the edge at a glance.

"Look separately." Wen Jian said.

After all, in a room, if someone finds a clue or encounters an accident, raise their voice and shout, and others can come quickly.

The crowd dispersed, entered between different bookshelves, and rummaged among the old papers.

Wen Jianyan raised her eyes and scanned the bookshelf in front of her.

Rows of documents were neatly listed, and he took out one and began to read it.

The above is the patient list. Although the paper looks very old, the text on it can still be clearly identified - photos, "life", diseases, symptoms, and other necessary materials for admission.

Wen Jianyan glanced at the date.

Strangely, there is no date.

He frowned, raised his hand and pulled out another medical record again.

Still no date.

Book 1, Book 4, Book 5...

Wen Jianyan randomly selected different medical record books from different positions on the shelf, and there was no date in each book.

strangeness……

Wen Jianyan frowned, and there was an expression on her face.

At this moment, the voice of Huang "Mao" came from not far away: "Ah! I have experimental records here!"

"!"

Wen Jianyan was refreshed, pushed the roster in her hand back to the shelf, and walked quickly towards the direction from which the voice came.

"Squeak-"

The door to the treatment room was pushed from the inside.

The meticulously dressed doctor stood inside the door, his slender fingers resting on the doorknob, a pair of light green eyes half-squinted behind the lenses, staring blankly at the messy corridor in front of him.

Most of the corridor was covered with scarlet flesh membranes, squirming on the walls and ground like life, stretching like tentacles, as if searching for something.

"Tsk."

As if seeing something dirty, Dr. Reiss frowned without a trace, and a look of disgust flashed across his face. He turned his head and looked in the direction of the laboratory, smacking his tongue impatiently.

"This guy was actually released."

Dr. Reiss turned his head, looked at the closed iron door not far away, and raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

Is it...

He seemed to have reacted suddenly, stunned, raised his hand and 'touched' the pocket of his shirt—

It's empty there.

"..."

After a brief silence, Dr. Reiss suddenly laughed, a look that almost sighed in his green eyes.

"Well then, good luck."

If it was him, it might not really be possible to find anything.