Chapter 136

It seems that this time the copy should be a mental hospital.

The cloak completely broke free from the inside, and Wen Jianyan quickly gave up trying.

He turned his head and looked out the iron railing.

The vehicle was pitch black in sight, filled with foul smell and meaningful noise, shaking in the night, and unable to see the road clearly.

Wen Jianyan withdrew his gaze and looked around in the car.

Because his body and neck were firmly fixed, his vision was very narrow. He could see the whole picture of the entire car and distinguish which one was his teammate.

I thought yellow hair would be the easiest to be distinguished, but...

Wen Jianyan swept around the hairs in the distance and couldn't help but sigh.

Unexpectedly, the number of black hair in this car would be the smallest.

As time passed, after the engine tremor, the bus stopped slowly and the door opened.

Laughing, murmuring, scolding, the sounds are noisy, and the mentally ill patients in restraint uniforms are pulled out of their seats one by one, driving out the car like livestock.

Wen Jianyan followed the flow of people to the bus.

In the thick and ink-like night, an old gray-white building appeared in the eye. It was a pointed Gothic building with a huge cross on the top. It looked like a little generation, with a large area, and the peeling walls were covered with ivy. Each window looked particularly narrow and tightly sealed with mottled iron railings.

Soon, the mentally ill people were driven into the building.

Wen Jianyan was pushed and walked, and while walking, he quickly analyzed the current situation in his mind.

This copy is very different from the few copies.

First of all, as mentally ill patients, their range of movement and the things they can touch are very limited, and it is almost impossible to use a mobile phone like a few copies.

In other words, whether it is points redemption or copy form, there may be some change.

Through the entrance, the hall was spacious and gloomy, and the air was filled with an uncomfortable smell of disinfectant.

A short distance away you can see the slender and dark corridor and the activity room at the end of the corridor.

The lively and light music floated out from the iron railings, and through the narrow gap, many figures in blue and white clothes could be seen.

Someone stood tightly against the iron railing, and the flesh on his face was squeezed deeply, and his deformed and crazy eyes fell on the slowly moving team, making a creepy laughter.

"Damn it, this is too cunning."

An anchor walking beside Wen Jianyan whispered, retracting his gaze with lingering fear.

Wen Jianyan glanced at him calmly.

According to what he has observed now, there are quite a few anchors in this copy. Almost half of the mentally ill people transported from the bus this time, otherwise the team would not have been so smooth.

A man who looked like a head nurse walked out, with a flat and dull face and a glowing eye. He hurriedly glanced at the new patient who was admitted to the hospital, and then said:

"Send to clean first, register after you come out."

"Cleaning? Is this going to let us take a shower?" a anchor muttered.

"It should be."

Wen Jianyan: “…”

There is always an ominous premonition.

The mentally ill patient wearing a restraint dress stripped naked in batches and was pushed into the bathroom tough and savagely.

The wall tiles of the bathroom were peeling off, and the feet were flowing across the sewage. The facilities inside were pitifully few. The compartments were so narrow that they could almost turn around. The cold water was pumped out from the high-pressure nozzle and pointed at each body by the caregiver, and cleaned roughly and savagely.

Wen Jianyan gritted his teeth, turned his head slightly, and endured the pain of the strong water flowing on his skin.

The intense water column left a cruel red mark on his fair skin, and the water column dripped from his wet black hair, making him look particularly embarrassed.

【Integrity first】Live room:

“!!!”

"My God, this copy... is really a big deal!!"

"Damn it, every time I reach this point, I will hate the harmonious system of Nightmare!!!"

"Why can't the camera go, why!"

After the rude "cleaning", everyone was assigned to a blue and white striped mental hospital clothing. Wen Jianyan put it on as fast as possible. His slender and flexible fingers turned slightly, and a narrow piece of mirror was stuffed into the gaps of the clothes. Although the outside was wearing a restraint suit, the inside was still the same body that the anchors wore when they entered the copy.

When he was stripped off his restraint suit, Wen Jianyan took out the fragments of the mirror in his pocket as quickly as possible, and quietly hid in his palm.

After all, this prop method is put into the system backpack. If it is lost, there is really no place to find it.

The wet patients lined up, tremblingly walking outside the bathroom under the supervision of the nurse holding an electric baton.

Wen Jianyan took the opportunity to turn his head and glance.

Soon, two familiar figures appeared within sight.

The closest thing to him was yellow hair. His yellow hair turned brown after being soaked, and he stomped on his face, looking like a pitiful dog.

He had the best eyesight, and it was obvious that he had seen where Wen Jianyan was. When he saw Wen Jianyan look over, Huang Mao's eyes were lit. If it weren't for a big and thick nurse standing next to him, Wen Jianyan would have no doubt that he would jump up and wave to him.

And seven or eight meters behind Huang Mao…

It's Su Cheng.

He lowered his head and followed slowly in the team. His wet hair blocked his pale face and he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.

Wen Jianyan frowned slightly without any trace.

Just now, the head nurse appeared in front of everyone again with a file folder.

She registered as she walked, chanting each person's number in a dull tone, and the nursing union following him assigned the bracelet representing the number to each patient:

“……No. 039, paranoid schizophrenia.”

"No. 040, "sex" is wrong."

“No. 041, manic depression.”

“No. 043,”

The nurse stopped at Wen Jianyan's face, her cold and hunched gaze stopped on him for a moment, and said, "Intellectual disability."

Wen Jianyan: “…”

【Integrity first】Live room:

"Hahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

"Honghonghuohuo laughed to death, God's intelligence is disabled!"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha, it is reasonable to suspect that the copy contains revenge!"

"I laughed so hard that I felt like I was in a daze!"

The nurse walked up and put a paper bracelet on Wen Jianyan's wrist with his number and mental illness printed on it.

The moment the bracelet was put on, the familiar system sounded in Wen Jianyan's ears:

"Welcome the anchor to the A-level copy [Ping An Special Nursing Home]. This copy is a non-limited copy of the points accumulation category!"

Points accumulation category?

Wen Jianyan was stunned and searched for the memories related to it in his mind.

Although he had never experienced this type of copy, he still understood this kind of copy during this period of time and still understood what the general mechanism was.

The dungeon will randomly release a series of tasks, without the main line and branch lines, but the points rewards are different. Points will be accumulated after completing the task, and after a certain amount of points is accumulated, you can automatically pass the level.

Choose a simple task and pass the level a little slower, and choose a difficult task and pass the level a little faster.

"The cumulative task points reach 10,000 points, you can pass the level."

The paper bracelet flashed, and several lines of dense small words emerged.

【Identity Card】

"Sex" and life: Wen Jianyan

Age: 24

Occupation: Nightmare Live Room Signing Anchor

Related plot: Due to intellectual disability, he was sent to Ping An Special Nursing Home for hospitalization

【Survival time allocation is completed】

The countdown of blood-red "color" starts countdown: [5:00:00]

In one second, Wen Jianyan saw a small taskbar appeared on the edge of his sight.

[Elementary task has been released: go to the ward you are assigned]

As a patient with intellectual disabilities who is not very threatening, Wen Jianyan was no longer wearing a restrained suit. He followed the team in a low-key manner and came to the single ward on the third floor.

"Cruff--"
To be continued...