Chapter 273 [Seven Days to Return] Mental Illness

Mirror, why is there a mirror in front of me?

Gao Yi shook his head and looked at himself in the mirror, his eyes a little confused.

No, no, not just a mirror.

He turned his head slightly and saw that he was surrounded by layers of mirrors, reflecting images on each other, making everything around him look extremely psychedelic.

Where are you, what are you doing?

Turning around, Gao Yi saw a broken mirror, and a large number of glass fragments fell to the ground.

And beneath it, lay a trembling fat man.

If you look carefully, you can see that a piece of glass has been inserted into his right shoulder, and a large amount of blood has flowed out, forming a small lake under his body.

When he saw Gao Yi turn his head, he quickly blocked his fat face with his left hand and begged in mourning:

"Brother, please forgive me. I really don't know anything. My family is still waiting for me, and my mother is still waiting for me to pay her medical bills..."

"Shut up!"

Gao Yi rubbed his hair irritably, and then applied a layer of blood to the curly hair that had not been taken care of, which was considered as styling.

Looking down, he saw a bloodstain on the palm of his right hand, which seemed to have been scratched by something.

His brain had never been so chaotic, and the clarity and fluency of the past seemed to have never appeared.

Turning his head, Gao Yi walked to the fat man:

"Say quickly! Where is this place?"

"This... this is the 'Hulong Mall', the mirror maze... Brother, I am just a part-time worker, please forgive me..."

"Shut up! What do you answer when I ask you something?"

The chaos in his mind made Gao Yi's mood become violent. He hit the back of his head several times with the back of his hand, as if trying to straighten out the mess:

"I am Gao Yi...Mirror Maze, Pot Dragon Mall, Fatty..."

Finally, he caught a moment of the past and recalled something:

"By the way, this is the scene when I came out of the dungeon for the first time and was ambushed. I finally got rid of the last fat guy here, and then escaped with the ticket of [The West Side Story]."

Gao Yi clapped his hands, and the expression on his face finally softened.

The fat man lying on the ground was literally bloodless and was trembling uncontrollably.

His reaction did not diminish Gao Yi's interest in retrieving part of his memory at all, and he began to pace slowly in the jungle made of mirrors:

"But it's wrong. I remember that I used the [Mist Mask] to change my appearance. Why is it my own face now? No, no... And why did I come back here?"

As another memory was retrieved, more questions began to arise, which made Gao Yi become a little anxious.

The densely packed mirrors in front of him made his images overlap and intersect layer by layer, and every Gao Yi's face was filled with annoyance and confusion.

And just as he was pacing and thinking, the voice from the loudspeaker came from outside the mirror maze:

"Gao Yi! Put down the hostages inside so we can talk!"

The voice of the visitor was very deep, and the owner was obviously a middle-aged uncle.

But these words only made Gao Yi more confused:

"Hostage? What hostage?"

The fat man on the ground widened his eyes, but he didn't dare to say a word, he just pointed at himself silently.

"You are a hammer hostage. You are here to rob me. I am acting in self-defense!"

Gao Yi glared at him fiercely and kicked away a fragment of mirror that fell on the ground.

"Brother, I'm just a migrant worker. How could I be a robber? You suddenly broke into our 'Children's Paradise' today, injured several people, and finally came here... Take a look. Are you feeling uncomfortable with the clothes you are wearing? "

The fat man tried his best to choose his words and pointed to his head, for fear of angering the man in front of him.

When Gao Yi heard what the other party said, he frowned and turned around, looking at the mirror in front of him.

The images inside slowly changed.

The clothes on Gao Yi's body are no longer a jacket suitable for sports, but a blue and white striped hospital gown.

On the chest, there is a line of large words embroidered in red font:

"Chengnan Mental Hospital"

"You want to say, I'm mentally ill?"

Seeing the scene in front of him, Gao Yi couldn't help laughing, turned to look at the man on the ground, and pointed at himself.

"Of course not, of course not!"

The fat man shook his head violently, which seemed to have affected the wound, causing him to bar his teeth again:

"Brother, you seem to be feeling a little uncomfortable. I heard from outside that your doctor is also here. Why don't you talk to him?"

doctor?

baffling!

Shaking his head, Gao Yi laughed disdainfully.

Although his memory is a bit confusing now, the adventures he experienced during this period obviously cannot be fake.

If nothing else, this should be a space created by an enemy.

Anyway, take out your weapons first...

Gao Yi thought, raised his left hand and flipped his wrist.

But this time, the backpack he brought with him didn't obey his orders.

After turning it three times in a row, I failed to take out the equipment.

"Damn, what's going on?!"

In an irritable mood, Gao Yi couldn't help but cursed and looked down.

Only then did he realize that there was no red tattoo with complicated floral decorations on his wrist.

In fact, there were only bloodstains on the pale skin caused by glass fragments.

"What!? What kind of ability is this to seal my backpack?"

Gao Yi frowned and felt the irritable anger in his body, climbing up along his spine and almost approaching his neck.

He began to turn in circles at a very fast pace and bit his nails:

"No, no, no... That's right! This is some kind of mental attack or illusion. I just need to get the label system out!"

Gao Yi showed a long-lost smile, slapped his thigh suddenly, and scared the fat man on the ground and shrank back on the spot.

The man's fear is not difficult to understand.

Gao Yi understood that from the other party's perspective, the man who ran away from the mental hospital was obviously getting more crazy at this moment.

In the past ten seconds, he had inexplicably turned and raised his hands, paced quickly, and talked to himself in a way that was completely incomprehensible.

And between each movement, he would release a burst of anger and vent it to the air.

"You think I'm really crazy, right?"

Gao Yi leaned down and looked at the fat man on the ground.

"No, no, no, brother, you are not... woo, please forgive me, I only come out to earn this little money a month, who have I offended... "

He didn't dare to look at the man in front of him at all, so he could only shake his head frantically and cry desperately.

Gao Yi just shook his head and ignored the fat man's meaning.

Forget him, first confirm which tags you carry and what tasks you have now.

But just when Gao Yi focused his mental power and tried to open the "tag system", he realized a horrible fact.

Even this most original and secret system actually failed here.

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