Su Ming's guess is correct. The specific concept she represents in the hospital cannot be determined for the time being, but the knowledge she has mastered is different from the one in the library before.

And his attitude is different. The one who took the initiative to report his name before seemed relatively friendly; but now, there is a great sense of distance.

Will it be related to their clothes? Those who wear black robes prefer themselves, while those who wear white robes are not so close?

But they all gave information, and overall they were more like neutral forces, if they were the same group.

Well, there is also information in what this person said, such as his story book "Death Knell" and the so-called 65 questions.

Of course, it is still difficult to distinguish between true and false. You can write it down first and then analyze it after all the information has been summarized.

"That's it, so do you have anything else to tell me? What information do you think is useful to me?"

These strange living organisms seem to be able to provide information, but they always stop when they say something, so Su Ming didn't go around in circles and asked directly what level the other party could say to him at most.

If you are in one step and speak more simply, you will save yourself from refining your core ideas from riddles, right?

His statement made the living body in white robe speechless, but because of the lack of emotion, she did not show any dissatisfaction. She just remained silent for a moment before saying:

"Are you looking for a secret? Or are you looking for a CAAT? It's like I asked you first, what are you looking for?"

After saying that, she turned around and left. It was obvious that she had finished all the things she should say. She had nothing to say about Death Knell and was about to drive people away again.

Without giving the man time to digest this information, her figure dissipated not far away, and the walls and windows of the entire hospital began to shine, and then a familiar vibration came.

Su Ming thought something and quickly left the hospital. Looking back, the place where the hospital was originally located turned into a forest, as if there had never been a building here.

"Yeah?"

The slight tentacle of the symbiote black bean sprouts is still filing the segment of the line, and I don’t know what it has eaten. Anyway, it is now asking the host if it has found it.

"It should be considered as there? I guess this person in white robe may be named Erivier. She is a bit opposite to Norwier before."

Death Knell moved his neck, and he rubbed his face and kept the disguised smile that made him feel a little uncomfortable on his face:

"But this doesn't matter to me. I don't plan to get involved here for too long. There are still five living people left. Let's ask one by one. Next, we still have to find a way to enter the creation world."

"Yeah."

The strangle means that London sound is really strange. What about Norvell, Irivier's meaning?

So the riddle is actually in them, what they say?

"It doesn't matter. Now it seems that the fourth level may not be as difficult as I imagined. Whenever I complete a communication and a journey, a living body will disappear and a building will disappear. Then when all seven living bodies disappear, it is very likely that we will pass the level and then we can go to create the world."

Su Ming is still optimistic about this, because in this way, he can not only collect information, but also solve the puzzles of this level. Isn’t that great?

"Yeah."

The symbiosis means that although the host only senses seven living organisms, what if there is an eighth one? Just like there are actually nine of the eight iron hat kings in the Qing Dynasty, and there is also a cuckold king.

"Ah, this possibility cannot be ruled out, just adapt to the situation." Su Ming identified the direction and flew in the direction of the next target again: "We first look for a place full of 'knowledge' and 'life and death', and then we go to the person in the amusement park there."

"Yeah?" What's full of it? The naughty kids' noise?

"But don't, I hate naughty kids the most."

At this time, a cold death knell was blown and Batman's classic expression was revealed, and the corners of his mouth were turned down.

"Well, well, although I don't like cats very much, because cats often lick their hair, so their poop will be like Xanthium, but why don't you want to play with me and have to play with Spider-Man?"

The spacecraft was still steadily swimming in the universe. Deadpool, who could not hide his envious expression through the mask, looked at the cat with a gaze, biting his index finger in his mouth, even though this finger had just been clenched by his butt.

"Why don't I play with you? Don't you think you're going to have a B-digit?" Qianmao Zhimeng, who was burying his head on the table, rolled his eyes. It shook his hair on his body: "Although my sense of smell is not as sensitive as a dog, you are too smelly. Did you pull in your pants again just now?"

The answer is that simple, because Deadpool is too smelly. If Deathkill hadn't sent it to Spider-Man and said that the boy wanted to be safe here, the cat wouldn't want to come so close to Deadpool.

As long as this bitch exists, the room he is in is like a pile of cow dung, which is so smelly that the cat suffocates. Even if his nostrils are gone, the odor seems to be able to pass through his body into his soul.

This is concept level disgusting.

"Slander, you slander me, this is called manly, right?" Wade raised his arm and sniffed his armpits. He smelled nothing: "You have been following my cousin for a long time. Haven't you noticed that I am actually more handsome and handsome than him?"

"Hait, shut up quickly, it's so disgusting to me." Although Qianmao Zhimeng doesn't understand human aesthetics very well, Deadpool is not considered good-looking in any species, right?

"Okay, don't quarrel, everyone is friends." Peter quickly gave the cat smooth hair so that it wouldn't really spit it out: "What a person's inner self should not be judged by appearance, Deadpool is just involuntary."

His mask had been taken off, so he became a weak otaku style again, and his speech was not smooth.

"Ah, yes, yes." Gwen leaned on the wall aside without sincerity to repair her nails, with a malicious smile on her face, which made anyone know that she was talking nonsense at first glance.

"By the way, why are you staying here? Stinky girl." Deadpool pointed his finger at Gwen. He waved his hand quickly as if he was driving away flies while talking: "This is the love nest spaceship of the squirrel girl, the treasure girl and Spider-Man. You, an irrelevant person with a flat chest, should you get off the ship long ago, or are you planning to participate in the unblocked conference they might have to hold?"

"What love nest spaceship! What kind of unblocked meeting?!" The squirrel girl jumped up from the table and smashed the bitch with a nut, then stood on the table, and slapped the deadpool's face with her big tail: "Is there only those things about men and women in your mind?! Don't think of others as you!"

“Ah~~~”
Chapter completed!