Chapter 231 Frog Hospital (Thirty) Transformed Into a Ghost

[The soul contract has been signed. This contract is guaranteed by the rules of the world and no existence can disobey it]

In the Blue Frog Hospital, Qi Si stood in the dense fog with scarce light. His gray shadow made him look like a ghost in the forest.

Or rather, he should have been a ghost.

The color of the system interface became darker and darker, showing the blackness of burnt paper, with a layer of strange red light on the edge, crawling inside like blood.

Bloody text refreshed in patches on the black background, and the same information was repeated thousands of times, almost filling the entire field of vision.

[Name: Soul Contract]

[Note: It can only be used three times in each copy. After exceeding the limited number of times, the player will be transformed into a ghost]

[Number of times used: 4/3]

Although the world of the hospital has a refresh mechanism, it will not reset the number of contracts signed with other players.

Qi Si first signed a contract with Huang Xiaofei, then Lu Zimo, and then Cheng Xiaoyu...

Signing the [Soul Contract] with Lin Chen was the fourth time in this copy.

He was gambling with his life.

No, this is no longer a life-or-death gamble. It is knowing that things will go in a bad direction, but still going his own way with a gambler's madness.

Just because things develop to a certain point, the benefits of taking risks are high, and retreating will make all efforts go to waste.

Just because a wave-like inertia pushes him to the multiple-choice question, and he clearly knows which option is the best.

Just because for him, the cost is not unacceptable, but can extend a new path...

The count on the system interface flashes like a malfunctioning appliance after exceeding the limit, and sharp burrs symbolizing poor signals grow at the end of the stroke, changing length frequently.

The blood-colored mask spreads in front of the eyes, and everything within sight is coated with a layer of water-red exposure, dazzling like insomnia caused by looking directly at the sun.

A variety of noises reverberate at the bottom of the mind, at first vague and gentle like a dream, and then clearly audible in repeated repetitions.

"You are not a human..." The sinister voice trembles.

"You can't be a human being!" A sharp and high voice, gloating.

"You are a ghost... a monster!" A voice of fear, sentencing.

Qi Si felt that his thoughts were broken up and reorganized. In the process, something was taken out and something new was mixed in.

Some crazy, irrational, bloodthirsty, cruel, indifferent, inhuman, tiny fragments were mixed in the personality that had been integrated, splitting the behavior logic into pieces.

The body temperature continued to drop, and the mist formed by the water droplets floated around the body, turning into tiny light blue ice crystals and slowly settling, like a light snow with rain.

The soul and the flesh seemed to be disassembled from beginning to end, and every molecule was washed clean in clear water, and then evenly colored with the remaining sewage.

During the whole process, Qi Si did not feel any pain or discomfort. The sense of touch, pain, smell, and vision were all melted into a pot of porridge, soaking and wrapping him softly.

After an unknown amount of time, everything was over. The blood-red barrier that blocked vision and thinking collapsed. The system interface stopped refreshing text, and the remaining warnings faded to normal silver-white, but the background color was as dark as the night.

Except for the panel of the weird game, the colors of the world in front of him were much dimmer than before, white turned into light gray, and bloodstains turned into light pink, like a canvas with manually reduced transparency, with gray-white mist painted on the surface of the bright scenery.

"Is this the world in the eyes of ghosts?" Qi Si touched his face, and his cold fingers could not feel the change in temperature.

It seems that there are no significant negative effects after becoming a ghost, except for a lower body temperature and a decrease in color discrimination ability.

He suddenly returned to the late stage of the "Double Happiness Town" dungeon, and once again possessed the power of a ghost.

I just don't know if he can leave the dungeon normally after clearing the level in his current state-this is what he really wants to gamble on.

However, combined with Zhang Yiyu's experience, leaving the dungeon should not be a problem. What needs to be worried about is the pursuit and containment of the Weird Investigation Bureau.

Of course, with the arrangements made by Qi Si in reality, the Weird Investigation Bureau really couldn't do anything to him.

Risking the sacrifice of a large number of innocent people to contain a ghost that doesn't seem to be a big threat, it's not a good deal, isn't it?

There's no need to think too much in the short term. Qi Si took the crumpled [Book of the Dead] in his hand back to the prop column and turned off the effect of disguising as a ghost - it's better to use this kind of prop with negative effects less.

Well, now he is a real ghost, there is no need to use props to disguise, it's simple and convenient.

Qi Si suddenly wanted to laugh, but he couldn't tell why.

The fear of the unknown that should have emerged seemed to be replaced by all kinds of weird emotions. He seemed to have returned to many years ago when he couldn't understand the mechanism of emotion.

But it doesn't matter.

Emotions, personality, dreams, and ideas, these things outside of survival can be discarded in the face of absolute interests, and flaunting their nobility is just to sell them at a higher price.

Qi Si raised his left hand and looked at the time. It was 5:30 in the morning.

He walked towards the ward area leisurely along the route he remembered.

…

At six in the morning, in Ward 404, Sun Dekuan and Lu Zimo were woken up by the alarm clock on time.

After establishing the direction of cooperation, the two of them collected their respective props.

Because Lu Zimo has been exploited by Huang Xiaofei for a long time, his props reserve can be described as "terrible".

In addition to a flashlight and a paper chain, there is only a rusty bronze compass.

[Name: Ghost Pointing Compass]

[Type: Prop]

[Effect: The pointer will always point to the most dangerous ghost in the space]

[Remarks: It is a must-have for home use]

Although Sun Dekuan has not cleared several copies, his props are much better than his.

There is no shortage of small tools such as Swiss Army knives and matches, and there are also two special props.

[Name: Bloody Knife]

[Type: Prop]

[Effect: Turn any food into edible meat]

[Note: Its previous owner was a meat lover. In order to eat pollution-free meat frequently, he made this knife through mystical means]

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[Name: Left Hand of Unknown Creature]

[Type: Prop]

[Effect: After merging with the player's body, some unknown changes may occur]

[Note: (Data Deleted)]

Last night, after comparing his own and Lu Zimo's props, Sun Dekuan felt a little relieved, only a little.

From the data on paper, Lu Zimo really couldn't beat him, but who knows if the other party is lying?

Skepticism is contagious. Sun Dekuan feels that he has been with Qi Si and Lu Zimo, two old sinister guys, for a few days, and he is about to suffer from paranoia.

The white light of the early morning passed through the window lattice, illuminating the white ward.

Lu Zimo's ghost compass was placed on the low table, and Sun Dekuan's two props were stored in the prop column.

The corridor outside the door woke up in a few seconds, and the sound of footsteps and the wheels of the dining cart broke the silence.

"Cherish food, stop wasting, and breakfast must be eaten!"

"Eat a good breakfast, respond to policies, and listen to the radio in time!"

The same shouts as the previous few days came as expected, and the knocks on the door came from the distant doorway one by one, becoming clearer and clearer.

"Dong Dong Dong!"

There were rapid knocks on the door.

Lu Zimo climbed out of bed, walked over quickly, pushed open the door, and took two bowls of tadpole soup from the nurse.

At the beginning, the nurse brought four bowls of tadpole soup; after Huang Xiaofei died, she only brought three bowls.

In terms of quantity, there are indeed only two players left alive in the Blue Frog Hospital.

Lu Zimo handed a bowl of soup to Sun Dekuan, took another bowl of soup and walked to the window sill, pouring it all out.

As expected, there was no prompt about the increased failure rate.

He curled his lips inconspicuously, and his ears keenly caught the familiar footsteps.

He knew that the replica of "Huang Xiaofei" was coming.

The thin black ghost walked straight into the ward from the door. The beautiful woman had empty eyes, and lay on the bed like a machine with a set program, staring at the white ceiling with her black eyes wide open.

The compass needle on the low table suddenly turned rapidly, and it stopped slowly after half a minute, pointing to "Huang Xiaofei" on the bed.

It seems that the nature of this "Huang Xiaofei" is a ghost.

Not long after, another round of footsteps sounded.

The young man in a white shirt and black trousers walked straight towards him with the same pace as "Huang Xiaofei".

The pale face, scarlet eyes, and the fog that condensed around him due to the cold, all these factors combined made him look more like a ghost than "Huang Xiaofei".

"Cheng An."

Lu Zimo calmly read out the name of the uninvited guest.

He didn't meet Qi Si in the operating room last night, and heard the news of "Cheng An's disappearance" from the nurse. He had already determined that the young man named "Cheng An" died in the dean's office.

He expected that the other party would return to the ward in the form of a replica under the refresh mechanism of the copy.

Even so, Lu Zimo still had some doubts.

He looked at Sun Dekuan and was about to ask the latter to take out the kitchen knife and cut the young man's neck again, but he saw that the fat man who was more likely to cause trouble than to help was staring at the compass with a look of surprise and doubt.

"Xiao Lu, you... look at the compass turning like this, what's the situation?"

Lu Zimo moved his sight and saw that the pointer of the ghost compass was turning rapidly again, this time much faster than last time, turning into a palm-colored afterimage.

"There is no other situation, it just means that the person who came in is also a ghost." Lu Zimo said lightly, "The good thing about my prop is that it can make judgments in real time, and there is no fear of slipping through the net."

"Oh my god, this sounds good!"

As the two talked, the afterimage settled down, and the rusty pointer pointed to the young man who came later, motionless.

The prop will not make mistakes. It seems that "Cheng An" is dead as it is, and has become a ghost. For some reason, he is more dangerous than Huang Xiaofei.

It is better not to take the initiative to provoke such an existence.

Lu Zimo gave up the idea of ​​letting Sun Dekuan chop him with a knife, and stood aside quietly and obediently, paying attention to the young man.

The young man seemed to have completely ignored the collusion between the two humans. He walked towards the bed by the window with an expressionless face and passed by Lu Zimo.

For a moment, Lu Zimo felt a cold wind like an illusion, brushing against his ears like a knife.

No, that was not an illusion!

Lu Zimo saw a scarlet spiritual pendulum pop out from the young man's sleeve, dragging a black chain towards him.

He subconsciously raised his hand to block it, but the sharp pendulum passed through his palm, bringing a cold and itchy pain.

From the corner of his eye, he saw "Huang Xiaofei" in the distance reaching out to him, as if he wanted to block the attack for him as he had done countless times before.

However, it was too late.

Most unconscious ghosts are slow, not to mention that they have nothing.

The cursed spirit sank straight into Lu Zimo's heart, carrying a long line of blood across the void, and hit the gray-white wall behind him, making a light "thump" sound.

Lu Zimo's body fell backwards, just sitting on the corner of the wall where a pool of blood had accumulated.

He never figured out until his death why Qi Si, who had become a ghost, suddenly attacked him.

Sun Dekuan didn't realize what happened until the moment Lu Zimo fell. He rolled out of bed and rushed towards Qi Si with a kitchen knife.

His collusion with Lu Zimo was obvious, and Qi Si would not let him go... He had to fight to have a chance to survive!

However, after seeing the young man's calm expression and the temperament that was obviously not that of a living person, he didn't dare to chop the knife down, but his legs softened and he sat on the ground.

"Cheng... Brother Cheng, I'm sorry! I just didn't think well for a moment and was fooled by that kid! You... You are a magnanimous person, don't bother with me!"

The scenes of getting along with Qi Si in the past few days were vivid in his mind. Sun Dekuan didn't think he could beat him in a one-on-one situation. Instead, he might anger this madman and be cruelly tortured to death by him.

If Lu Zimo was still alive, if the two of them had not let down their guard, they could have joined forces to subdue him; unfortunately, there is no if, Lu Zimo was killed in one shot, what's the point of him playing?

The situation changed rapidly, and he had lost his only chance. It would be better to say something nice, at least he could die happily, and maybe he could still survive...

Qisi had already anticipated Sun Dekuan's psychology, silently stepped back a few steps, and sighed: "Get up first, be quiet, otherwise I will chop you up and put you in the bucket."

Sun Dekuan heard the subtext of Qi Si not wanting to kill him immediately, and rolled and crawled into the corner, fearing that he would be an eyesore.

Qi Si walked out of the door leisurely, bent down to pick up a bowl of tadpole soup placed at the door, turned back to the window, and poured out all the soup inside.

Half an hour ago, he came to the corridor in advance, blocked the nurse who was preparing meals at the intersection, and took away a bowl of soup that was to be sent to Ward 404.

He played the role of "Cheng An" who had a good relationship with people, and it was reasonable for him to take his breakfast in advance. The nurse agreed without saying anything.

Because of this, Lu Zimo and Sun Dekuan only received two bowls of tadpole soup, and out of the inertial thinking they developed yesterday, they thought that there were only two living players left in this land.

Qi Si put down the empty bowl and walked to the corner where the blue frog was squatting.

After the refresh at six o'clock in the morning, his backpack containing the blue frog was empty as expected, so he had to go back to the ward to find this useful blue frog.

The frog bulged its red eyes and white belly, staring fiercely at the black-haired young man.

Qi Si quickly wrapped it with a towel and stuffed it into his backpack.

After doing everything, he finally gave up suppressing himself and coughed lightly.

When Sun Dekuan rushed towards him just now, beads of sweat flew into his trachea, causing a burning pain in an instant, and it was still burning and uncomfortable now.

He thus knew another negative effect of becoming a ghost:

Any touch from a living person would hurt him, and any body fluids from a living person would be poison to him. (End of this chapter)