Chapter 339 Lin Yu’s Death, Clearance…?

"boom!"

Max dragged Zhi Geng back to the dean's office through the gap in the floor, and then heard an explosion below.

The floor shook slightly, and Max crawled under the table in shock and slammed the button, and the floor closed again.

She slumped there, then fear turned to sadness.

"The prophet...he..."

Max clenched his fists and his body couldn't help but tremble.

No matter how optimistic he was, Max still felt resentful and sad when his teammate who had just been chatting and laughing suddenly died in front of him.

Being able to join the 'Night Watch', Max naturally has a relatively positive outlook on things.

She could understand that Lin Yu sacrificed for herself and Zhigeng.

This is the 'game of death'... No matter how many times she experiences this scene, she is never used to it.

"Damn...damn!"

Max cursed, pounding the floor.

But no matter how unaccustomed she was, she could only accept it.

While Max was venting his emotions, Zhi Geng on the ground slowly woke up.

"ah!"

She woke up from the ground and pulled out the paintbrush from her arms tremblingly.

After finding herself back in the dean's office, she looked at Max in confusion.

"You saved me? You were not affected by that 'dead spirit'?!"

Max shook his head, smiled bitterly and said, "No...it's not me."

Zhi Geng's face changed slightly, and he understood what was going on.

"He...how is he?"

Max pursed his lips and his eyes were a little red: "It's more bad than good."

Zhi Geng also fell into silence.

After a long time, the little girl hugged her knees and buried her head in them: "What kind of 'night watchman' am I..."

Max looked at Zhi Geng's appearance and opened his mouth, but in the end he said nothing.

She just followed Zhi Geng in silence, and it took a long time before she spoke again.

"Well...he told me at the last moment that he is actually May May of Order. What's going on?"

Zhi Geng raised her head again, looked at Max, and sighed deeply.

"Well, I think you have the right to know everything about this copy..."

Next, Zhi Geng briefly told Max about "reincarnation".

She also told Maxlin the reason why he called himself a "prophet".

After hearing "reincarnation", Max's eyes widened.

"No wonder some of those monsters have scars...wait a minute, does that mean that he might still be saved?!"

Max stood up and said excitedly: "As long as we trigger 'reincarnation' again, will he..."

"No."

Zhi Geng calmly interrupted Max.

"Although I really hope so... but the undead spirit in the wine cellar will never be affected by the 'reincarnation' mechanism."

"I have faced her... She is probably a being that is higher than the cause of the 'reincarnation' mechanism here."

Max was stunned: "What is the origin of that undead spirit?"

"It's the former dean - she originally guarded this place for the Lord of Kirishima and extracted the souls and emotions of patients to make wine."

"But...she was betrayed by her former boss, the Lord of Kirishima."

"The Lord of Kirishima promised this madhouse to a guy, and allowed that guy to kill her and imprison her soul in the basement."

When Zhi Geng explained the mechanism of reincarnation, he hid the part where he had been here, and did not mention that the "Psychological Society" might be the cause of reincarnation.

But even so, Max heard about it.

"That is to say..."

"Yes, he is hopeless."

Zhi lowered his head, his nails digging into his fists.

"It's my fault, but it's more important for us to... get out of here."

"We cannot let his sacrifice be in vain."

She exhaled and took out a seal from her arms.

"This is the seal that belongs to the previous dean... The current dean is nowhere to be found, so this may be used as proof of our departure."

Max took out the paper ball thrown by Lin Yu from his arms.

"This is the permission slip he gave us... to leave."

Zhi Geng looked at the crumpled paper ball, and then slowly flattened it.

She slowly wrote her code name "Zhi Geng" and then filled in "Max" on the other one.

Then she stamped it with the dean's seal.

On the last one, Zhi Geng hesitated for a while, but finally wrote "May May" and stamped it.

Although he knew he couldn't get out, he still couldn't help but do it.

Like some kind of commemoration.

"Let's go... let's go."

Zhi Geng said as he and Max walked out the door with the filled-in "outgoing instructions".

Although judging from the current memory, it seems that they have just entered this dungeon not long ago.

but……

Both Zhi Geng and Max knew it very well.

They have gone through this cycle many, many times.

And in what may be the final round, some teammates even died.

Even if you have to pass the level, it won't make you feel relaxed at all.

It just makes people feel...

tired.

They took the "exit permit" to the exit of the lunatic asylum, and then stepped outside.

And the moment the two of them went out...

White light pours down like a waterfall!

The next moment, Zhi Geng and Max completely lost consciousness before they could react.

…

Jiang Lin opened her eyes in the ward and sat up in panic.

“Haaa!”

She gasped for air.

Looking at the spacious and bright single ward, a thought came to Jiang Lin’s mind.

“Failed again?”

But soon, she was confused by her own thought.

What failed?

What was she thinking about?

At this time, the door of the ward was pushed open.

“Oh, I just woke up... It’s time to take medicine.”

The tall doctor walked in with a smile, holding a tray in his hand.

“From your appearance, did you have a nightmare again?”

“The adaptation to this new medicine is still not good enough.”

Jiang Lin gradually reacted after hearing the doctor’s words.

Oh, yes, I just had a nightmare... It seemed that I was playing a game in the dream, so I had the thought of “failure” when I woke up.

She was fully awake.

I am a patient currently hospitalized in this mental hospital...

Because I recently changed to a new type of medicine, I often have some strange dreams.

"Although it is related to the medicine, it may also be too depressing," Jiang Lin whispered, "I can't even paint when I live in the hospital..."

She whispered, and the doctor smiled.

"There is no way. You can only paint when you are more stable."

"After all, we can't be sure whether the act of painting will make your condition worse... This may also be the source of your stress."

"But it doesn't matter. If you feel depressed, you can go out for a walk. You can still participate in other normal activities!"