Chapter 193 Five Gods!

Room No. 1 was dark. The person coughing crazily was a man with a gloomy face. He looked like he had eyeliner on. The entire circle of his eyes was dark.

It's like he didn't sleep well.

"Cough cough cough cough. Cough cough!"

The sound of violent coughing reached Su Qi's ears even more.

at the same time.

Su Qi also understood more deeply how serious his cough was, because every time he coughed, black blood kept coming out of his mouth.

"Poof! Ahem! Poof!"

Not to mention it’s quite rhythmic.

Even though he was coughing like this, he still raised his gloomy eyes: "New here? Don't you need to check?"

Su Qi looked at the blood coughed out of his mouth.

Is this still necessary to check?

His eyes flickered slightly.

Black blood dripped onto the floor, but seeped through the cracks and did not remain in the room.

Su Qi looked at the question mark silently.

Two words are displayed on it [Black Mist]

He smiled:

"Of course, I'll come and check you now."

Su Qi stepped forward and picked up the stethoscope.

Things like black mist come from the abyss. The first time I met him, it was in the place where the Lord of Destruction was. A large amount of black mist formed a thick whirlpool, trapping the Lord of Destruction in it.

And now.

Appeared again.

Combined with the Temple of the Restless Land. Suddenly teleported to such a strange place.

Su Qi probably already knew the identity of the person in front of him.

The moment the stethoscope touched the chest in front of me.

Su Qi clearly felt it. There was a strange and weird low-pitched sound in his ears, and his head was suddenly confused for a moment. Everything in front of him seemed to be moving back and forth.

Final screen.

Stopping in a small dark cabinet, there was a box of pills with strange patterns.

Just for a second.

Su Qi's eyes were clear and everything was back to normal.

The gloomy eyes of the man in front of him raised slightly.

"Do you know the medicine that can cure me? Ahem."

He coughed suddenly, and a pool of black blood spurted out, but Su Qi gently dodged it.

Su Qi took the stethoscope in his hand, and through his open clothes, he saw the bloody chest that had turned into a hollow.

He pretended not to see it, just smiled and said:

"Don't worry, patient. I already have a rough understanding of your illness, which is excessive kidney deficiency. It's not just a slight cough and oral ulcers. I'll check the next room first and then help you deal with this matter."

The gloomy man coughed and vomited blood: "."

Su Qi backed out of Room 1 and entered Rooms 2 and 3.

The old man in Room 2 has white hair that almost reaches the edge of the bed. He also has a thick white beard. Coupled with the stilt bridge of his nose, he looks a bit like the great magician surnamed Deng, but his eyes are blind. God, stupid and motionless.

"Uncle?" Su Qi waved his hand, but the other party's eyes didn't even move.

"Sir, please say something."

"I am your old friend Su Buxian!"

"Does Su Buxian know?"

The other party glanced at Su Qi blankly, and his pupils slowly dilated again.

Su Qi put his hands in the pockets of his white coat. He did not rush to use the stethoscope, but started to use his hands: "Uncle, I am different from Western medicine doctors like Dolly. I follow the traditional route and pay attention to seeing, hearing, asking and understanding."

When he did it, the other party didn't react.

Su Qi felt slightly relieved.

soon.

Su Qi found a black nail from behind the thick hair on his head, with black blood flowing on it. It fell on the floor drop by drop, and of course seeped through the cracks.

"Good guy."

"This depth is no longer called Alzheimer's disease but brain-deficient disease."

Su Qi shook his head and sighed: "It seems that Dr. Dolly's license was purchased from salted fish, which is too unqualified."

He pressed his stethoscope to the other person's head.

next moment.

I also saw a picture of a box with another pill box with a different pattern.

As for why, this kind of almost fatal injury needs to be treated with medicine.

Su Qi was not surprised.

Instead, he patted the old man on the shoulder and said, "Uncle, please stay here while I leave first."

The one in room three is a boy.

He looked only seven or eight years old, but as soon as he entered Suki knew where his problem was.

His eyes were dug out violently, and black blood continued to flow from them.

The little boy just held the pen calmly, stained with the black blood, and wrote and drew on the drawing board.

Suki took a look.

They are all kinds of mythical creatures, demons and other strange creatures. Each one seems to be thrown out alive, but the black blood will slowly disappear from the drawing board, and there are only pure traces of paint on it. The feeling of being thrown out seems to be It was also eaten away.

"Aren't you afraid when you see me like this?" came the little boy's faint voice. He raised his head and looked at Su Qi with his bloody hollow eyes.

"I just think," Su Qi sighed, "your parents are a little too much."

"?"

"You are only a few years old and your paintings are so lifelike. How many training courses will your parents have to enroll you in?"

little boy:"."

"Besides, I also have a lot of experience in painting. Can you let me try it?" Su Qi smiled.

painting? Thoughts?

The little boy paused slightly, but did not answer. Instead, he handed over the paint pen and drawing board, indicating that he could try it.

Su Qi picked up the pen, but did not touch the ordinary paint.

Instead, he stained the pen with the black blood flowing from the little boy's eyes.

Then a simple drawing of a panda face was left on the drawing board.

little boy:"."

He said solemnly: "Can this also be called painting? Are you kidding me?"

"This is post-modern art. Minimalist lines can bring a charm and a sense of picture that no amount of heavy ink and color can describe." Su Qi talked eloquently, and he picked up a lot of theories at random.

It was obvious that the little boy was serious about drawing, as he seemed to have had a tainted theory rushed into his head.

"Okay, the examination has been completed. Children, remember to watch and study carefully." Su Qi took back the stethoscope and headed outside.

Although it's only the third room.

Su Qi was already at ease, and had almost understood what was going on here, and guessed the identities of the people in the room.

"Anyone who treats them as ordinary weirdos is a fool."

Su Qi: "Several people are related to gods. Or they themselves are gods."

He is no ordinary assistant.

It wasn't like he had never seen the world before. Su Qi could boldly guess their identities from various traces and the information given by Question Mark.

"The black blood flowing out of each person is the power of the black mist coming from the abyss. Although the so-called symptoms are open to question, it is estimated that they were all seriously injured during the war."

"And the patterns of the three medicine boxes are not simple. I'm afraid they are all their own totems. Each one represents a god."

"If they were gods, all five of them would be imprisoned in such a weird hospital."

There are many different versions of the current legend.

In the global war in the mythical epic, countless gods and the abyss broke out in horrific battles, countless worlds were destroyed, and a large number of gods, powerful believers, and strong men fell, fell asleep, and were sealed into the ancient battlefield.

It seems that I have entered an extraordinary place now.

but.

Although there are general judgments and guesses, there are actually more questions that follow.

Did the trainee assistant appear to treat their injuries?

Or rescue them from here?

But it seems that it has not been successful so far?

And who is Doctor Dolly? Then why did the caregiver ask him to put things away for him?

Room four.

Su Qi took a quick look, and he didn't feel very good about it, and there wasn't even the other party's content in the record book.

He did not enter in order, but chose door number five.

As soon as I entered.

Someone suddenly rushed over.

Su Qi kicked the man out without hesitation!

Judging from the above three people, these gods do not have strong power here, but are about as weak as ordinary people.

"It hurts"

The man fell to the ground hard and said.

The man in front of him had slightly fluffy brown hair and thick black-rimmed glasses. He held his head and rolled wildly, but suddenly stopped and showed a crazy smile: "Ah hahaha, I'm lying to you, although it's really good. It hurts! But this kick is really beautiful!"

Su Qi also replied: "Of course, I practiced playing football in the past."

The man turned around, but was slightly startled.

because.

Su Qi lay back on his bed, stretched out his hands and looked at the books next to the counter:

""Existence in Time", "Metaphysics", "Being and Nothingness"."

"I originally thought that your mental illness could be cured, but now it seems that you actually read so much philosophy, so it is really hopeless."

"That's my spiritual food, and I'm not a mentally ill person." The person in front of him licked his lips and smiled politely. Although the smile was very stiff, his face was still twitching and veined. Jump: "However, forgive me for being rude just now because I saw the new assistant! I'm so excited, and I have someone to communicate with who hasn't been contaminated by knowledge!"

Su Qi: "In other words, you understand it very well?"

"I have too much knowledge in my head. I have to think to the extreme every minute and every second, otherwise it will make me feel extremely painful." There was madness in his eyes: "I know you want to check me , but I’m sorry, you can only leave from here if you satisfy me.”

Su Qi looked at the person in front of him.

The man in front of me is not mentally ill in name, he seems to be a crazy intellectual maniac!

The question mark directly shows the identity of the other party.

【God of Knowledge】

This information is equivalent to a final word on Su Qi's previous judgment.

The people in the five rooms are all gods, and they have all suffered unimaginable losses.

include.

This person in front of me

There was a thick black mist in his seven orifices, as if everything in his mind was completely contaminated and eroded, and he was in unbearable pain.

There were bump marks all over the walls.

It seems that as he said, being unable to communicate with others will plunge him into horrific torture.

No wonder Dr. Dolly feels mentally tortured every time he finishes an examination.

"Satisfied?" Su Qi closed the philosophy book: "For example?"

"Ask you about all the knowledge you have come into contact with in the past! Thinking will help me relieve the pain! Of course. I will only give you ten chances. If you can't do it, you will stay here forever!" He pushed up his glasses and revealed Crazy smile: "But don't worry, I won't hurt you, I will only instill all my knowledge into you until you have a mental breakdown."

Su Qi glanced at him calmly.

"Okay, first question. When I was eight years old, I first used a stone to hit the glass of the principal's office. It was a model of the curved motion of the stone."

This question made the man suddenly calm down from his madness. He stared at Su Qi, as if he was really thinking. And thinking did make him less painful.

Time passed slowly minute by minute.

The man was staring at Suki and thinking.

Su Qi was also observing the information above his head.

[Traces. He is capturing the old but existing lines among countless traces, and analyzing and working backwards! 】

After about five minutes, the man slowly smiled and said: "I understand."

He actually knelt directly on the ground and used his fingers to remove the model with excitement.

"See, that's it, this is my knowledge!"

Su Qi did not show any surprised expression. Instead, he clapped his hands and nodded with satisfaction: "Congratulations, the answer is correct. This is indeed the same as what I calculated at the time."

The man pushed up his glasses, stared at Su Qi and showed a more appreciative smile: "You are not an ordinary guy. It only takes one second for me to know everything about other ordinary people, but you are just a child." This thing took me so much time to think about!! It’s so interesting!”

Su Qi smiled and said, "The interesting part is yet to come."

While the man was excited and excited, Su Qi asked follow-up questions. Of course, there were some contradictory philosophical questions and classic fun questions from the mentally retarded bar.

The man's excitement gradually cooled down.

It wasn't that he couldn't answer them, but he found the questions boring.

"You just piqued my interest, and now you're asking these stupid and trivial questions." The man's face couldn't help but twitch: "Now there are only two questions left."

Su Qi smiled lightly and said: "That's enough. I already understand almost everything just now."

This guy is not omniscient and omnipotent. In fact, he wants to know the knowledge he has come into contact with himself. In other words, there must be traces, profiling and backward reasoning from countless intricate traces to discover the cause and effect.

This is a step up from the butterfly effect.

Moreover, all the classic contradictions cannot trouble him at all. After all, he is a god.

Su Qi pondered: "Then I have to ask the last two questions."

"first question."

"There's something in my eye."

"second question"

"How do I kill it?"

Su Qi had already prepared these two questions.

There is actually a trap in what the man just said, and the premise is that he has past knowledge that he has been exposed to.

The point is contact.

This is also the key to his ability to work backwards through traces. Generally speaking, pretending to be empty or deliberately talking about high-level or virtual existence will only waste the amount of money in question.

But unfortunately, he has been exposed to them all.