Their ghastly faces, their claws that were like hooks, and the ghosts wailed as they rushed at Feng Bujue.
Even if the people in the corridor were not ghosts but normal citizens of the monster kingdom, Feng Bujue would not be able to handle them. Furthermore, there was still the black fog chasing after him. If he was stopped, he would soon be swallowed by the director's evil spirit.
While he was daydreaming, the group of ghosts was just inches away …
"Hmm …" Brother Jue swallowed his saliva. "That is impossible!"
Yes, it was impossible to expect Lester to solve the problem himself, but …
"Goblin Tornado Kick!"
"Night Demon Flying Strike!"
Suddenly, two strange shadows flashed out from the wall. One of them had a shrill voice while the other had a deep voice. Both of them used their unique monster skills and blasted the group of ghosts in front of Feng Bujue to the ground.
"Run! Buddy! "the earl shouted." We'll hold them off! "
"I will still complain about you, you villain!" You scoundrel! "Victor yelled.
The intrusion of these two uninvited guests instantly cleared a path for Brother Jue.
"Thank you!" Feng Bujue replied as he brushed past the two.
The black fog followed closely behind. The director's voice rang out from the fog, "Don't block the way!"
But … the two figures in the corridor, one tall and one short, didn't move a single step.
Victor sneered, "Fake aristocrat, where did you copy that move from?"
The earl laughed as well. "Unscrupulous businessman, how can you call that Tornado Kick?"
Until the moment they were engulfed by the black fog, they were still engaged in a war of words, refusing to give way to each other …
…
On the other side, Brother Jue had successfully passed through the one-way corridor. He used the gravitational pull to jump to the first floor.
"Ah!" As soon as he landed, he let out a scream.
It was not that Brother Jue had accidentally sprained his ankle, but something had bitten his ankle.
Feng Bujue lowered his head to look and saw a ghost baby with a green body and sharp fangs curling around his calf.
"Humph …" Seeing this, Brother Jue's expression chilled. "Looks like you are not satisfied with the food!" He showed no mercy. He raised his leg and kicked the monster away.
However, when he got rid of one, he turned around and saw a whole corridor of monsters behind him....
"Zha …" Dozens of ghost babies screamed at Feng Bujue at the same time. It sounded like crying and roaring, and it sent chills down his spine.
"Hahahaha … You can't run away!" The black fog that was the director chased after him again. "I told you … As your consciousness changes, everything here will change. There are countless Earthbound Spirits on this land. They won't let you escape back to the world of the living! "Before he finished, the black fog rushed down from the corridor and poured down on Feng Bujue's head.
In the time it took for a spark to fly …
But … a white smoke ring shot through the air like a real cannonball, scattering the falling black fog.
"Fufu —" A soul-stirring sound of blowing smoke suddenly blew over.
A black baby with a long horn on his head appeared at the other end of the corridor. He used a rhythmic tone and a clear accent to scold, "YOU MARDEL FAKER!" He raised his short right hand and pointed at the ceiling. "Kill him!"
With Martin's order, the ghost babies in the corridor changed their target. They climbed up the wall like cockroaches and rushed up the corridor.
Feng Bujue saw that the path ahead was clear. Without hesitation, he ran.
The black fog that had been dispersed had reformed within a few seconds, and it continued to pour out from the top. "Old smoker! You're a mantis trying to stop a chariot! "
When Martin heard that, he scoffed. Like a hip-hop rapper, he hurled another string of English slang and swear words at the director. It was as nasty as it could get. Even Brother Jue managed to pick up a few new vocabulary words from it.
"Buddy, thanks for the cigarette," Feng Bujue said as he passed by Martin.
"You're welcome," Feng Bujue replied and continued to move forward.
At that moment, Brother Jue finally understood. There was another meaning to the side quests in this scenario. The number of side quests completed would determine the difficulty of the escape scenario. If he had only completed the two side quests, there would not have been so many NPCs coming to help him.
"If that's the case … Mr. Harper should be here to help, right?" Feng Bujue ran toward the lobby and thought to himself. "Jenny, Frank, and the little girl's scenarios are not considered side quests, so they might not show up. And the White Wolf Tribe chef in the kitchen … has been killed, and I don't have much interaction with him. Hmm … Looks like if not for Oink's sudden appearance, I might have had an extra helper. "
At that moment, he was still thinking about what had happened earlier and analyzing the things that he had missed and the things that were about to happen. This was definitely a sign of OCD. Of course, it was also possible that … he was just troubled by the fact that he had not used the Food Card and Black Rabbit Creamy Candy that he had obtained.
"Hi, young man." As he expected, when he was close to the hospital lobby, Mr. Harper's figure appeared.
The old man was wearing a patient's garb and stood in the middle of the corridor. His body was still covered in needle-like holes, but there was no tube attached to his body.
"You seem to be in trouble," Mr. Harper said after greeting Brother Jue.
When Feng Bujue heard that, he gasped internally. "No way, right? It's already caught up to me? "He turned to look, and indeed, the black fog had returned.
"Yes … it's big trouble," Brother Jue answered as he picked up his pace.
His running speed had slowed down. Firstly, it was because he couldn't take it anymore. Secondly, it was because of the injury on his ankle … The wound caused by the ghost baby's bite was much more serious than he had imagined.
"That's the dean, right?" Mr. Harper's pierced eyeballs stared straight at the black fog. "I understand … Leave this to me, young man."
"Ah … Thank you." Feng Bujue ran past the old man and turned to reply.
"Harper! You old b * stard … "The director's roar came from the black fog again." Get out of my way! "
Mr. Harper ignored him. The old man steadied himself in the middle of the corridor and spread his arms. "I told you … You b * stard …" At this point, the needle-like holes on his body started to leak black liquid. "I hate Dr. Pepper the most!"
Bang! There was a loud noise. It was as if a can the size of a water tank had been opened after being shaken violently. Feng Bujue, who had already run some distance, thought that Harper had self-destructed. He could not help but turn back to look.
He saw … a huge amount of black liquid gushing out from the needle-like holes on Mr. Harper's body and colliding with the black fog that was the director.
For a moment, the two black substances collided in the corridor. One was like a tornado, the other was like a tidal wave. Harper and the director were evenly matched.
At this time, Feng Bujue finally reached the last corner before the lobby.
"I'm almost at my limit …" Brother Jue knew in his heart that Lester was about to die. The "sock" in his pocket could no longer suppress the erosion of the cold. This was a sign that his "consciousness" was about to collapse.
In addition, the pain from the wound on his foot, the soreness from running, and the huge pressure on his heart and lungs all hinted that … the "player" was about to reach the end of his life.
"Ha ah … Ha ah …" Brother Jue's speed could only reach the level of 'brisk walking'. He held the wall and staggered as he turned the last corner.
The hospital lobby was right before his eyes. The door was just 20 meters away. He could even see … a weak ray of sunlight coming in through the door.
However, the hospital lobby that was more than 200 square meters in size … was already filled with ghosts.
In the eyes of "Lester," they were no different from living people. They were all corporeal. To put it simply … the road ahead was impenetrable.
"Ha … Hahaha …" Seeing this, Feng Bujue actually laughed. He took a deep breath and yelled at the people in front of him, "Everyone … how about you give me a way out?" As he said that, he took a step forward. However, the ghosts only stood where they were and looked at him. They had no intention of moving out of the way.
"I'm warning you …" Brother Jue refused to admit defeat. Even though there was no other way, he still said confidently, "My anger meter has been full for a long time. Don't force me to activate Unparalleled and charge out." He said it like it was true, but unfortunately … it was useless.
"Let him go." Suddenly, the voice of the little girl came from behind Brother Jue.
Feng Bujue was startled and quickly turned around. Then, he saw a bright red ghost shadow.
The newcomer was no doubt the little girl from Room 125. At this time, she had really combed her hair into two ponytails. Her scary eight-eyed monster face was also revealed. However, in this kind of environment where ghosts gathered and none of them looked like humans, what kind of appearance was considered 'scary' was debatable …
The little girl glanced at Feng Bujue and then said to the group of ghosts, "He … can save all of us."
The two short sentences were spoken in a calm tone, but it seemed to have a magical power that drove the earthbound spirits to move. In less than two seconds, the ghosts neatly retreated to the sides. A path was cleared among the ghosts that led to the door.
"Why did you come to help me?" Feng Bujue turned around and asked, "You are also an earthbound spirit here. Even if you are not controlled by the spirit's instinct, there is no reason …"
"No, I am not." The little girl interrupted Brother Jue. "I am not a living spirit. I have never been one." She continued, "This place was originally a 'spirit gathering place', and I am the guardian spirit here. Until one day, a god who was more powerful than me came here and maliciously left behind a curse. " She paused. "Actually … it is not this land that is cursed. It is … 'I' who is trapped here." She raised her hand and pointed at the door. "Go, traveler from another dimension, Lester, no matter who you are … your departure will be the end. Once this redemption is completed, I and all the souls here will be freed. "
"Don't even think about it!" With a roar, the black fog came. "I want you to die with me!"
When Feng Bujue saw the undercurrent, he turned around and ran.
He limped and stumbled toward the door. The black fog behind them chased after them like a shadow. Even the little girl and the ghosts in the hall were powerless to resist and were all swallowed up.
"You can't run away! I have absorbed all the power here. No one can stop me! " The director's voice was almost at Feng Bujue's ear. "You can't escape from me … Lester, don't even think about it!"
At this moment, every inch of the hospital was filled with the thick black fog that was the director's evil spirit. Only the area close to the door had not been swallowed by him.
And the only exit was right in front of them!
"Just a little more … Just a little more …" Feng Bujue decided to crawl and roll to the door.
But … just two meters away from the door, his injured leg was seized by the black fog.
"Hahahaha … Hahaha …" The director laughed wildly. A fat face covered in copper coins poked out from the surging black fog. "The game is over …"
He was right. When the black fog wrapped around his leg, Feng Bujue's entire body was unable to move. An unprecedented feeling came over him … If "death" was a feeling, then at this moment, Feng Bujue was experiencing death.
His body was dyed gray and shrouded in the aura of death. His five senses were still there, but they were barely there.
This was the feeling of a ghost … Everything when they were alive seemed to be an illusion, and the "death" at this moment was real. If they did not accept this reality, they would disappear. Because they were afraid of forgetting that "illusion", they desired to devour life.
"You feel it, don't you? Haha … This is death! "The director's face leaned over." This … is your final destination, and the final destination of all living beings. Hah … Even in the netherworld, you dregs will still be trampled under my feet! "
"Death … is also a part of chaos." Feng Bujue continued weakly. "All things begin from chaos and return to chaos. What is life? What is death? It doesn't matter. If you know life and death, then you can know life and death. If you don't know life and death, then there is no life and no death. What is reality? What is illusion? Everything is boundless and boundless. Everything is just a thought. " He murmured, and his body … began to move again, slowly crawling towards the door.
"What's going on?" The director's face was filled with horror. "This is impossible!" He controlled the black fog to continue pouncing on Feng Bujue, but the faint rays of sunlight at the door were like an indestructible barrier, blocking the black fog outside the "line" of light.
"I have to thank you …" Feng Bujue said as he crawled. "There is a part of the knowledge that Zero taught me … I couldn't understand it no matter how hard I tried. Now, thanks to the feeling of 'death', I seem to have figured it out. "
As soon as he finished speaking, Brother Bujue flipped over and rolled out of the door.
"No!" A rumbling roar came from the black fog. It was so loud that it seemed to be able to shatter a person's soul.
However, this roar was soon replaced by another voice.
"Oh, my god! Look, is that clothes? "
"Hey! Come here! I think we found something! "
"Drag him out!"
"Be careful! He's already frozen. Don't break his limbs. "
Some of the conversations reached Feng Bujue's ears. His body temperature dropped to freezing point in an instant. A blinding light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, making him realize that … his eyes were actually closed. Then, he gradually lost consciousness.
...
When Feng Bujue came back to his senses, a voice notification rang in his ears. [Current mission completed. Main mission completed.] [Automatically teleported after watching the ending.]
At this time, he lost control of his body. He was now in a state where he watched the CG from God's perspective.
In the screen, the covers of many newspapers and magazines flashed.
[The miraculous survival of the night security guard] [Escaped after being buried for nearly 30 hours] [A miracle in exchange for the perseverance of the rescue team]
Similar titles flashed continuously. Then, there were a few segments of television news. All kinds of monster anchors were holding a microphone in front of the camera.
"The Cedar County Public Hospital accident has led to a shocking corruption case. The local officials have been removed from their positions. The kingdom's spokesperson has said that the case will be thoroughly investigated. He hopes that the current officials in the country will take this as a warning. "
"The special plan for the inspection standards of public institutions has been initiated. It is expected to be implemented within the year."
"Is the curse rumor true? Is it the fault of the hospital director? Or is it a loophole in the system? "
"Today, the only survivor of the Cedar County Public Hospital accident has been discharged. During his stay in the hospital, this gentleman refused all media interviews … "
After a series of intercut scenes flashed by, the scene in front of Feng Bujue finally stopped.
Spring was in full bloom, and the ice and snow melted.
On top of a small green hill, a figure slowly walked over.
It was Lester. He wore casual clothes and walked toward a stone tablet on the top of the hill.
In front of the stone tablet, there was a marble square. It looked like it had been chopped by a knife or an axe. On it was engraved a line of words: In memory of the 125 people who died in the Cedar County Public Hospital accident.
Lester stood silently in front of the tablet. He closed his eyes as if he was recalling something. However, there were some things that he could not remember.
After standing there for a long time, he opened his eyes and offered the bouquet in his hand.
In the end, he was relieved.
He let out a long sigh of relief, turned around, and strode away. His eyes were no longer frivolous. Instead, there was a sense of gratitude for life.
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