Chapter 28
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The last player walked out of the sanatorium.
Clang!
The iron door moved on its own and slowly closed. The lock on the door swayed as if it was locked by a pair of invisible hands.
Thick fog surged in and covered the entire sanatorium. The ghosts and monsters inside lay quietly on the ground, waiting for the next opening of the sanatorium.
They were waiting for the next carnival of flesh and blood.
Inside the small room.
Zhou Wenyan was still lying on the white porcelain tiles. There was a small pool of blood under him, dyeing his white coat red. He opened his eyes and touched his chest.
The wound there had already healed, leaving only a thin line of blood.
"You will regret this."
A cold voice sounded in the small room.
Zhou Wenyan pushed himself up from the ground with one hand.
The person was an illusion.
He was also wearing a white coat, and his expression could not be seen.
Zhou Wenyan stared at him. "Director."
"No." The director appeared beside Zhou Wenyan in the blink of an eye. He raised his hand and pressed on Zhou Wenyan's shoulder. "You are the director now."
You Xi's voice appeared.
[Player Zhou Wenyan has failed the game. He will become the next director of Fushan Sanatorium.]
Half of the director's hand had already sunk into Zhou Wenyan's body. His voice was low and cold. "You will be trapped here forever. There will be no death, and there will be no hope.
"Players will come and go, and you … will never be free."
Zhou Wenyan's body trembled, and his eyes lost their light. He allowed the director to slowly merge into his body.
If the two merged into one, Zhou Wenyan's' human 'part would be erased. Only an emotionless body would be left, and he would become the next director.
Just as the two were about to merge into one, the director stopped and screamed, "No, no …"
The director discovered a terrifying black fog inside Zhou Wenyan's body. It had been dormant before, but now that the time was up, it pounced out and tore at him.
The director struggled to break free from Zhou Wenyan's body, but he was tightly bound by the black fog. He was slowly but surely pulled back.
The black fog dispersed.
Before the dean could enter Zhou Wenyan's body, he was completely devoured by the black fog in his body.
Zhou Wenyan opened his eyes, rubbed his thumb across his lips, and smiled contentedly. "Do you think I will be obedient?"
You Xi was silent for a moment.
[Even so, you can't leave.]
Zhou Wenyan patted his white coat, and something appeared between his index and middle fingers as if he was performing a magic trick.
It was the special item in Little Crew Cut's hand that allowed him to leave the dungeon without clearing the dungeon.
Game knew that it could not do anything to Zhou Wenyan. Its emotions fluctuated for a moment before it said coldly,
[There will be a next time.]
Zhou Wenyan raised his eyebrows. "There won't be a next time."
He wasn't stupid. If he was harmed once, there would be a second time.
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