The "tentacles" of the sanatorium are almost exactly the same.

What's more important is...

The system determined that he had completed the mission of the audience's reward.

These tasks basically revolved around the identity and appearance of No. 05. When he arrived at "Wizhu", to be precise, the moment he saw the brain, these bounties started ringing in his ears.

There is a sound of task points arriving in the account.

In other words, the system determines that he is "05".

One step, two steps, three steps.

"Wizhu" walked in this direction. Wen Jianyan's body tensed up and he subconsciously stepped back until his back hit the confessional, making a muffled sound.

A few short moments later, the other party had already stood firm in front of him.

"..."

Wen Jianyan pursed his lips and stared at him intently. Every muscle and nerve in his body was adjusted to deal with danger. He was evaluating, testing, and speculating, trying to pass the information he had searched so far.

Scattered clues restore the truth.

An unexpected but common-sense guess emerged in my mind.

Perhaps, what appears in front of him now is not Father God, but the deputy No. 05.

He has never appeared and almost never appeared in Ping An Sanatorium. Perhaps it is because he is not "him" but "it":

A brain soaked in nutrient solution.

The face of "Witch Candle" is just an image it chooses for itself.

You must know that the concrete structure in front of us was built by Wen Jianyan, who was weaving neurons in front of his eyes.

【Integrity】During the live broadcast:

"I'll go...what's going on?!"

"I know it too!"

"Is this 05? Or is the brain 05? Why does he look like a boss who has been entangled with the anchor for several times!!!"

"I just thought about it. The bounty task I posted has been completed. The completion time was probably when the anchor threw the flare. I guess the brain is No. 05. As for the second question... I also know, is it

Do you think this face is good?"

"Hahahahahahahahaha, it's really good!!"

No. 05 lowered his head and looked down at the priest in front of him with his half-mutilated face. He opened his mouth, but the specific vocal cords seemed to exist together, and the intact lips closed slowly and slowly, as if he wanted to say something.

"..."

He quickly stopped trying after realizing he had no voice.

No. 05 silently took Wen Jianyan's hand.

The young man's fingers trembled slightly, as if he wanted to retract his memory, but he held it back and allowed the other party to hold his hand and write words on his palm with his cold fingertips:

【mine】

He thought for a while and continued writing:

【eat】

As if feeling the strong resistance and almost hostile vigilance and resistance produced by the opponent under his palm, No. 05 paused and rubbed Wen Jianyan's palm hard with his fingers, as if he wanted to erase the words he had unintentionally left just now.

Dangerous speech.

He newly wrote:

【marry】

"???"

Wen Jianyan blinked slowly, staring at the half-mutilated face of the person in front of him, showing a rare dull expression.

etc?

What the hell??

What did this guy write?

The next second, the deafening bell rang!

"When-when-when-"

The sound of the bell seemed to have a strong inhibitory effect on No. 05, and his expressionless face showed a look of pain.

The human form covered with fragments was slightly scattered under the vibration of the sound wave, and it was almost difficult to maintain the human form. Scarlet neurons spread from his body and spread slightly to the surroundings.

The sound of the bell seemed to rapidly weaken No. 05's control over the church.

Wen Jianyan had already completed the task and should have been sent away from the scene after the task was completed, but due to No. 05's half-way interception, he was forced to stay.

The fleshy membrane covering the confessional struggled, squirmed, trembled, and relaxed its grip on it.

Along with the change in power balance, a familiar system prompt sounded in my ears.

【Even in the middle】

[The scene is ending, please wait patiently]

【10,9,8...】

This is a great opportunity!

With the sound of the bell, 05's body moved back, putting a little distance away from him.

Wen Jianyan found the opportunity, activated the prop, and the slender metal hook suddenly thrust in one direction, grabbed one of the humans who bowed his head in prayer, held the other person in his hand and walked backwards.

The human body of 05 lost its original form and transformed back into its original scarlet tentacles made of neurons gathered together. It seemed to want to keep the human in front of it and tightly wrapped around the opponent's arm.

Cold and slippery, it slowly wrapped around his wrists, palms, and fingers, like the tongue of some kind of creature, licking the lines in his palms and the thin skin between his fingers.

Wen Jianyan's pupils shrank.

Too bad!

He suddenly remembered what kind of impact these neurons might have on humans after being touched... This would make mental illness a reality!

【3,2,1】

Time passes in waiting, so do faith and hope.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes.

The closed confessional remained unchanged.

Soon, the five minutes came to an end. According to their previous agreement with Wen Jianyan, this was the signal for them to part ways.

Su Cheng's eyes were fixed on the closed door in front of him without saying a word.

If the door is indeed as smooth as Shaoyao said, then forget it, he will definitely fulfill his promise without hesitation, but... this situation now gives people an inexplicable hope.

"Wait a little longer," Su Cheng said with some difficulty, "three minutes."

"..."

Shaoyao took a deep breath and nodded.

She understood Su Cheng's current mood. If it was her teammates who were trapped in front of her now, she would not let go.

Suddenly, without warning, a deep bell rang from above.

"When-when-when-"

The sound was so penetrating that it came from the ceiling, and the ground seemed to vibrate slightly.

Everyone was startled and subconsciously raised their heads.

Oops, here we go again!

Although Wen Jianyan had warned them that the rhythm of the bell would become faster and faster, they did not expect that this time the bell would come so quickly!

Just when they were tense, as if they were facing a formidable enemy, something even more unexpected happened!

There was only a loud "bang!" sound, and the door of the confessional was pushed hard from the inside.

The next second, the young man stumbled out.

His face was pale, his forehead was covered with fine sweat, his silver-white hair was stuck to his cheeks, and his chest was heaving rapidly, making him look particularly embarrassed. His hand was dragging a limp person who didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

Several people waiting outside the confession room were severely shocked.

"!!" Su Cheng's eyes burst into light, and he seemed incoherent and confused due to excitement, "I knew it, I knew it..."

"quick……"

Wen Jianyan let go and let the concrete fall to his feet with a "pop".

He raised his pale face, frowned, and his pupils were slightly dilated, as if he was enduring something, constantly resisting some kind of well-known enemy, his voice was hoarse, and his speech was delayed, as if he was taking a long time to test every word he said.

, "My pocket... solution..."
Chapter completed!