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    Chapter 181

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

    05? !

    The previous experience in the negative second floor flashed in my mind.

    There are a total of five rooms on the negative second floor, from 01 to 04. The order of the patients in the ward is now one-to-one correspondence in this laboratory. According to this logic, the patients in the 05th compartment should be the patients in the last ward.

    But the problem is... In the Ping An Sanatorium, Wen Jianyan has never seen the patient numbered 05.

    In the meantime, he has always explained this as "luck". After all, the map of the copy of Ping An Sanatorium is really big, and high-risk patients also have many opportunities to go to different areas. Long neglected, but clearly visible things roared.

    Wen Jianyan suddenly realized...

    This is an existence that he has never met before, and has no understanding from beginning to end.

    He raised his eyes subconsciously, facing the faceless Dr. Reese.

    At the moment, the other party is taking out the door card from his chest pocket and walking towards the door unhurriedly.

    Wen Jianyan narrowed her eyes and recalled what the faceless man who led him on the way just said - according to the meaning of the other party's words, the existence of No. 05 seems to be very special, and it may be related to the so-called "plan", or even It may have an unclear relationship with the basic framework of the entire copy.

    The narrow card brushed lightly in front of the metal door, making a "drip" sound.

    The doctor turned his head "to" Wen Jianyan, turned Wen Erya sideways, and said:

    "Father, please."

    Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, and subconsciously rubbed the leather cover of the Bible in her hand with her fingertips, then stepped forward and walked towards the open door.

    The first reaction is... black.

    Thick darkness shrouded the road in front of you, almost invisible.

    Wen Jianyan blinked, only to feel that whether she closed or opened her eyes, there was no difference.

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

    Bang bang, bang bang.

    The sound of the heartbeat was ringing in my ears, almost a little noisy.

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

    "Father, are you all right?"

    Wen Jianyan was startled.

    What he didn't expect was that Dr. Reiss would follow up instead of staying outside like several others.

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

    The sound of the cloth rubbing sounded in the darkness, as if Doctor Race was walking in his direction.

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

    Just listen to the other person say:

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

    ……lead the way.

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

    That is to say, 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 his hand aimlessly ahead.

    As if the other party could see in the dark, he easily grabbed the priest's "groping" hand in the air, and gently guided the other party to grab his own arm.

    Wen Jianyan supported Dr. Reiss'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 controls 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?"

    "Speaking of which, thinking about it carefully, it seems that I really don't remember that No. 05 appeared..."

    "Really! I always thought it was just bad luck and I haven't seen it before, so you haven't seen it before?"

    "Okay, now I'm really curious."

    Along with the heated discussion on the 05th share in the live broadcast room, related audience reward tasks also began to appear on the taskbar one after another.

    Those who "clear 05's true face" also "find 05's real name", or "find 05's true copy".

    Wen Jianyan glanced at the taskbar and stopped.

    After all, for him now, it is more important to survive.

    The darkness was long, as if it were never ending.

    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. temperature and texture.

    The empty 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. Reiss suddenly stopped.

    "That's it," he said.

    The moment Dr. Reiss stopped, the taskbar on the side was updated.

    Obviously, this process saves the steps of holy water, and the prayer of exorcism is also attached to the task list, obviously hoping that the anchor will complete the exorcism in the dark - perhaps this is why Progress only accounts for 10.

    However, Wen Jianyan still tried to struggle.

    He turned his head in the dark, towards Dr. Race's direction, and asked with difficulty: "In this case, how should I use holy water?"

    Whether can get to the 05th, knowing the other party's share is second...

    Most importantly, according to the previous exorcism experience, the beginning of the ceremony also means danger is coming.

    No. 05 is a patient that he has never been in contact with, and has no impression or concept. Wen Jianyan is not sure whether he can avoid the opponent's attack with a black eye.

    "Just leave it to me."

    Dr. Reese said.

    "Can't even a little light be made? I'm afraid I'll have a hard time reading the prayers..."

    While maintaining her priesthood, Wen Jianyan skillfully tried to find some loose gaps.

    "Read?" Dr. Race said in a calm voice with a smile, "I thought you had written down what was in the Bible."

    Although the other party's attitude was as usual, the progress bar suspended above his head suddenly began to move, and it seemed to be on a downward trend.

    Wen Jianyan's heart tightened, and she answered with a natural attitude:

    "Just to be more rigorous."

    With that said, he handed the bottle of holy water to Dr. Reese.

    In the dark, the bottle in the palm was taken away.

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

    He heard the footsteps of the doctor walking forward, not far, only a few short steps.

    In the darkness, Wen Jianyan heard the sound of the cork being unplugged, the sound of wet running water, and then there was silence. He could only imagine the picture of the other party blessing the mysterious No. 05 in his mind.

    ...Well, it looks like there is no hope of getting a light source.

    "..."

    Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, restrained her superfluous mind, turned her head and stared at the words on the task bar, scanning through ten lines at a time, ready to wait and read as fast as possible, and be sure to complete the exorcism in the shortest time. Danger is controlled to the maximum.

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

    In the flash of lightning, what seemed to be a fleeting and vague idea quickly flashed through my mind, like lightning flashing across the dark night sky, bringing a faint light, and then disappearing in the next instant, almost impossible to capture.

    Almost subconsciously, Wen Jianyan said:

    "You are quite familiar with this process."

    This sentence is very natural, just like an ordinary emotion, flowing out lightly.

    In the darkness, the other party chuckled lightly: "Of course."

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

    "After all, it's not just one or two experiences."

    "...?!"

    Wen Jianyan's breath was suffocated, and her mind briefly fell into a blank space.

    What does this mean?

    At that moment, a lot of messy information flashed through my mind: Dr. Reiss is obviously a doctor, but in the Nightmare's point task system, he has a very similar status to high-risk patients, with a similar "unlocking" status. Real name gets points" mechanism, plus the other party can also enter the world, while the rest of the nurses, nurses, etc. can't...

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

    Wait, don't continue to diverge yet.

    There is a lot of room for interpretation of this sentence. After all, it is not necessarily only the patient who can "experience", and the other party may have just watched 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 "confused" by Wen Jianyan's sudden silence.

    The other party's voice Wen Jianyan pulled back to the present.

    Yes, yes, there are more important things now.

    Wen Jianyan calmed down, his mind emptied of "chaotic", his eyes fell on the task bar on the side, and he recited in a steady and calm voice.

    In the silence, the youth's voice rang in the darkness, and the complex and profound words seemed to carry some kind of mysterious power, echoing in the huge space.

    Wen Jianyan subconsciously tightened her body while reciting the prayer.

    Under the condition of limited vision, all other senses are activated and become more sensitive than usual. He is alert to everything around him, whether it is a subtle sound or a change in the airflow, he will capture it and judge whether it is Dangerous to.

    But nothing.

    The darkness is like a deep lake without a top, and he is densely shrouded, wrapped, and shrouded in the same silence in all directions, almost making people wonder if he is still awake.

    Over time, the prayers were quickly recited to the end.

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

    [Integrity First] In the live broadcast room:

    "Isn't it? Is this the end?"

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

    "Although I'm also a little disappointed, but logically nothing should happen. After all, according to what everyone said before, No. 05 has never appeared in the Ping An Nursing Home, and other anchors have not seen him, and now it is pitch black again. If something really happened, wouldn't the anchor who started this branch be decided without any surprises?"

    "That's true, nightmares generally only increase the difficulty, and won't do any branch lines."

    "Oh, unfortunately, I'm really curious about this 05!"

    Wen Jianyan glanced at the progress bar.

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

    Leaving the confessional room, he is equivalent to completing the last task, and the epic-level props will naturally fall into his hands...

    Very stable.

    but……

    Wen Jian slowed down the speed of articulating words without a trace, and while he was reading, he thought quickly in his mind.

    This also means that in this extremely difficult and demanding scene, he only obtains a very small amount of information-whether it is the "truth of the plan", the true identity of Reese, or the The "05" that "shows up" will all be sealed at the end of the scene.

    According to the current map, the main building of the Ping An Sanatorium can no longer be returned, and the main structure on the ground in the church is dangerous and there is almost no possibility of exploration, and the two of them will most likely disappear with the end of the mission.

    The progress of the copy is also accelerating, and it should be over soon.

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

    "..."

    Wen Jianyan absent-mindedly recited the words in the Bible, lowered her eyelashes slightly, her amber pupils were hidden in shadows, and the look in the bottom of her eyes was unfathomable.

    There are five last sentences left.

    Even Wen Jianyan had to admit that it was a rare luck that he "touched" this branch this time.

    Not only did he get the common props in the rooms of the two directors by accident, that is, other anchors got into this scene by chance and faced a wheel battle from several high-risk patients, but he happened to collect the difficulties corresponding to each high-risk. props will greatly reduce the difficulty of customs clearance on this map.

    It was supposed to be a picture of hell-level difficulty, but he marked it as a normal level.

    This situation is rare.

    Some intuition in the body was buzzing, as if speaking in a language only he could understand...

    You are very close.

    The truth is only one step away.

    Do you really want to give up the current opportunity for the sake of stability?

    The last two sentences remain.

    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 underground floor.

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

    If... Patient 05 is really "sensitive to light" as Dr. Reese said, his prison should be made into a form that blocks light sources.

    He smelled the familiar smell of lies.

    "..."

    It's like "groping" in the dark, reaching out and grabbing a corner of the curtain, and the thing hidden under it releases a wordless temptation.

    Wen Jianyan gritted her teeth.

    whatever.

    spell!

    The higher the risk, the greater the reward!

    Wen Jianyan raised her hand, opened the live broadcast interface as quickly as possible, selected props and activated them.

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

    Although it is only a temporary idea, Wen Jianyan has already drawn a rough plan. Although it is not very thorough and precise, it is absolutely feasible.

    During the exorcism ceremony, the option to leave the room and go to other areas was easily rejected, not to mention whether it can escape the darkness smoothly, interrupting without authorization is likely to lead to the failure of all previous achievements - stop chanting, and try to escape from Ruisi. The doctor's mouth-watering option was also dropped for the same reason.

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

    The information brought by the short-lived light is not much. In this situation, it is likely to become a key breakthrough point, an important thin line for the scattered beads to be strung together, and more importantly, He is now only one step away from completing the task. Even if there is any danger or mistake, he can solve it by quickly reciting the last two prayers. Although he may not get much, the risk is minimized.

    Plus, there are too many viewers posting related tasks.

    Even if he doesn't get anything in the end, he can also rely on this to earn points to fill the balance.

    Mosquito legs are no longer meat.

    The bright light is poured into the huge space in front of him like warm water. Although it is not dazzling, the eyes that have been in the dark for a long time are still difficult to adapt.

    Wen Jianyan forcibly resisted the physiological "sex" urge to blink, and rushed in the direction that Dr. Reiss had just walked at the fastest speed!

    The next second, he was stunned.

    The person who appeared in front of him was not a [human].

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

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

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

    In the "liquid", there is a huge brain floating.

    With a diameter of more than one meter, the folds and ravines on it are complex and curved, showing a scarlet color.

    It is quietly suspended in the "liquid" body, and there are countless thin, neuron-like thin lines that are connected to the surroundings, and it is very familiar...

    On top of the jar, a small, translucent sign could be vaguely seen.

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

    A concept appeared in Wen Jianyan's mind without warning.

    【Brain in a Vat】

    The brief few seconds seemed to be stretched into a century, Wen Jian simply stared at the extraordinary things in front of him, almost forgetting how to breathe.

    Under his horrified gaze, scarlet silk threads suddenly began to emerge in mid-air.

    Thin, like cobwebs, woven and constructed by some invisible existence, slowly taking on the shape of a human being, neurons weave bones, blood vessels, nerves, and even skin, hair...

    It's a real, nightmarish scenario.

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

    "As I said, the patient is very sensitive to light, Father."

    Dr. Reese's voice seemed to suddenly pull Wen Jianyan back to the world. He took a sharp breath and recited aloud as quickly as he could:

    "Leave! Evil spirits!"

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

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

    "Leave!"

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

    A familiar system announcement sounded immediately in my ear: [Ding! The live special scene has been cleared! Hidden branch completed! 】

    The mechanical system sound was broadcast in a steady voice, seemingly unaware of the urgency of the situation at hand. Accompanied by the sound of the word-by-word broadcast, 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 towards Wen Jianyan's direction.

    The eyeballs are pure golden color.

    Half of her face is as handsome as a god, and half of her face is cracked and empty as a ghost.

    That familiar image that could almost be imprinted in the back of his mind was a face he could draw even with his eyes closed.

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

    But he can't.

    He could only stand in place, staring at those scarlet, dense neurons, entwined like life, growing, not far from his eyes, slowly weaving the appearance of the pseudo-god.

    ... witch candles.

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