San Tian Liang Jiao
Chapter 515 The Cursed Hospital (14)
After rushing out of the elevator, Feng Bujue ran down the hallway. Unexpectedly... he had just run past a corner when an unexpected change occurred.
The hallway in front of him was filled with ghostly figures.
"Where did these come from..." Feng Bujue thought, looking at the semi-transparent figures. "The lights are on, and I'm not wearing sunglasses... why can I see them..."
He was suspicious, but he didn't stop running. He couldn't afford to delay any longer. Even if there was something unusual, he had to force his way through.
The ghosts, of course, had noticed Jue-Ge's appearance and reacted immediately. They turned their faces, uttering indistinct moans. At the same time, their bodies began to move at a very slow pace, reaching out their arms toward Jue-Ge... as if to grab him.
"No way..." Feng Bujue had only taken a few steps when he realized something was wrong. "They can actually affect me..."
He used "affect" instead of "touch" to indicate that the ghosts did not yet have the ability to make physical contact with him, but... they were not entirely harmless.
At that moment, when Feng Bujue "passed" through those semi-transparent ghostly figures, there was a noticeable sense of resistance. It was like swimming on land. Each ghost was like a cloud of invisible, heavy air. Touching their bodies would slow the player down.
"It seems like time is really running out..." Feng Bujue tried to concentrate, fighting the chill that was coming from his body, while twisting and turning through the ghosts, trying to maintain a high speed. "The closer Lester's 'body' gets to death, the more obvious the influence of these ghosts on me will become. Until... I become one of them."
Fortunately, not every hallway was filled with ghosts. After this section, the situation improved significantly. Although there were still one or two scattered ghosts blocking the way, their small numbers didn't slow Jue-Ge down much.
After running for ten minutes, Feng Bujue arrived at the door of room 216 again. He pushed the door open and saw...
Victor and the Count had left the bed and were standing by the window. They were fighting with a strange shadow that was reaching in from outside the window.
"Ah! It's you! Come and help!" Victor heard the sound of the door opening and glanced at the doorway, then shouted this sentence.
The Count added, "Don't forget to close the door!"
Without saying a word, Feng Bujue slammed the door shut and strode forward.
During those few seconds, Jue-Ge's gaze was fixed on the strange shadow reaching in from the window. It was a monster wearing a green homespun robe with a hideous face. Its head was like a torn sack, with no hair, no ears, no nose, and eyes and mouth like three dark holes.
"What should I do?" Feng Bujue was fast, but he had no skills, and only a kitchen knife for equipment... and only the monster's upper body was outside the window, pulling and tugging with the Count and Victor. Even if he wanted to chop it, it would be difficult.
"Idiot! Use that thing you just extorted from me!" Victor yelled.
"I see..." Feng Bujue thought, "So that's how it is..." Hearing Victor's hint, he seemed to understand something instantly.
[Name: Moonlight Bomb]
[Type: Consumable]
[Quality: Excellent]
[Effect: Creates a "Moonlight Burst."]
[Note: Made by elven craftsmanship, it explodes upon impact, releasing the moonlight stored within the bomb.]
Although this thing was defined as a consumable, judging from the effect and note that said nothing... this thing was probably meant to be used in this script... The question was, where should he use it?
At that moment, the answer was obvious...
Before Victor could finish speaking, Feng Bujue had already put on his sunglasses and thrown the bomb.
With a bang, a light burst appeared. Immediately afterward, a terrifying wail was heard.
The light burst was strange. It was clearly a very intense light, but it did not irritate the eyes. The Count and Victor were not affected in any way. They didn't even blink. They just took a few steps back, away from the monster that began to "combust" after being hit by the moonlight.
"Hmm... so, I was overthinking it?" Feng Bujue thought to himself, looking at the scene before him.
Jue-Ge recalled the plot in his mind and quickly understood. If he hadn't extorted Victor when he completed the quest for [Victor's Key], then the battle would likely have already ended when he returned to this room, and he wouldn't have needed to get involved at all.
Following his current flow would actually make it more difficult...
The [Moonlight Bomb] was not a necessary item to obtain. It could only be used if all the flags were in place. At least the player had to "successfully extort Victor," "complete the quests for Victor and Harper and not go to the blood bank," and "not go to the third floor and complete the transaction with the little girl" to reach this point... and achieve the "player personally kills the Mirror Demon" branch of the story.
The fact that Feng Bujue could unintentionally reach this point by following his usual style was quite a feat...
"It's trying to escape! Quickly find a mirror to trap it!" Suddenly, the shout rang out again, still Victor's shrill voice.
At the same time, the Mirror Demon's burning body was gradually "retreating" into the window. The monster seemed to still have some life left and was preparing to escape back into the mirror.
"I'll do it!" Feng Bujue said, taking out the small mirror from his pocket and raising it to shine on the monster.
Sure enough, as soon as the small mirror shone on the Mirror Demon's body, the monster was unable to move. It was stuck in the window, gradually turning to ashes...
The wails faded away, and the room returned to silence.
The Count and Victor slowly returned to the bed, both sighing in unison.
Feng Bujue also took a breath and murmured, "The one who smiled at me earlier and created the illusion of bloody handprints... was him..."
"Hey! Mate, I smell blood." The Count spoke at this moment, "You brought the stuff, right? I happen to be thirsty."
Feng Bujue walked over quickly and handed him the two bags of type B blood that he had taken from the blood bank.
The Count was also straightforward. As if he knew that Jue-Ge was in a hurry, he took the blood bags and quickly took out the reward item from his hospital gown pocket, handing it over.
This time, the reward was... a white sock.
Yes, only one, and it didn't even have an item description. It felt like trash...
However, Feng Bujue knew what it was for. He took out the other sock from his pocket, held the two together, and sure enough... same style, same color, and the item description interface appeared when the two socks were combined.
[Name: Pair of Warm Cotton Socks]
[Type: Story-Related]
[Quality: Normal]
[Function: Greatly reduces the effect of freezing on the body]
[Can it be taken out of this script: No]
[Note: Keeping your feet warm is very important, but you don't really have to wear them.]
The note was right. It didn't really need to be worn, because the moment the two socks were put together, the chill around Feng Bujue's body suddenly disappeared. Obviously, these socks were just a symbolic existence in "this space" that allowed Lester to "feel" better, but... it wouldn't extend the survival time of his "body."
"Alright... everyone, I have things to do." Feng Bujue handed in the quest and immediately took out the [Teleport Stone to the Third Floor], preparing to go straight up.
"Good luck, mate."
"You did well just now, but I'm still going to complain about you!"
"Beer is so good~"
The three oddballs in the ward each said a line, as a response to the player.
A few seconds later, Feng Bujue activated the item in his hand. He only felt a flash of white light before his eyes, and in the blink of an eye, the surrounding scenery was completely different.
And the teleport stone in his hand immediately disappeared after being used, which was not a good sign...
The third floor of this hospital was obviously isolated from the other floors. There were no stairs leading here from the second floor, and the elevator didn't go here either. And the only teleport stone was one-way. All of this indicated the same thing... after arriving on this floor, the Boss battle was not far away.
"Alright... Mr. Director." Feng Bujue took out his kitchen knife and strode forward. "Here I come..."
The location of the teleport stone's arrival was undoubtedly fixed. At this time, Jue-Ge's back was three meters away from a wall, and there were no forks in the road in front of him, just a straight corridor extending out.
Both sides of this corridor were white walls. He couldn't see any doors or other landmarks for the time being.
Feng Bujue walked about a hundred meters and finally found a door on his right.
[It seems to be locked] The system prompt came as soon as he grabbed the doorknob.
"Hmm... could this be the Director's office?" Feng Bujue muttered, taking out the [Director's Office Key] and trying it in the lock, but it wouldn't go in.
"I knew it... It wasn't..." He immediately switched to the other key, the "backup key that Lester had secretly made."
This time... it worked.
After opening the door, Feng Bujue saw something unbelievable... behind the door was not a room at all, but a narrow space only three meters long, and three meters away... there was another door.
Feng Bujue walked in warily and quickly grabbed the doorknob of the door behind him. The system prompt came again: [This exit will allow you to leave the hospital directly. Are you sure you want to leave now?]
"Oh... how convenient..." Feng Bujue naturally did not open the door. He immediately withdrew his hand and muttered, "After killing the Director, I can leave the hospital from here, right..." As he spoke, he turned around, preparing to return to the corridor.
Unexpectedly, a second later, he heard another prompt: [This room can only be entered once. Once you leave this room, the room will disappear.]
"What!" Feng Bujue was shocked at the time. "This is deliberately screwing people over! Setting up such a room on the only path to the Boss battle, normal people would come in! What's the point of telling me it's one-time use after I've come in!"
Jue-Ge had to stand in that small, confined space, stroking his chin, and thinking about a countermeasure: "The task clearly stated that I have to kill the Director before leaving the hospital... If I go out this door now, the main task will definitely be considered a failure... But if I leave this place to find the Director, this room will disappear..."
After thinking for a while, he decided not to open the door. Because opening the door would definitely lead to failure, while not opening the door... there was still a glimmer of hope. He could kill the Director and then look for other ways to escape.
[Open the door, and you will be reborn.] Suddenly, the system prompt rang out again.
"Hmm?" Feng Bujue was stunned for two seconds after hearing this sentence. Then, he smiled, a cold smile...
"Heh... Hahahahaha!" The cold smile gradually turned into a big laugh, "Hahahahahahaha..." The big laugh evolved into a wild laugh, with a naked mockery in the laughter.
The laughter hadn't stopped when Jue-Ge walked out of the room and back into the corridor. He slammed the door shut beside him.
"This is overthinking it... Mr. Director!" He shouted loudly at the empty corridor, then ran away.
At this time, Feng Bujue's eyes had become extremely firm.
After running for three minutes, he saw the other end of the corridor, where... there was a large golden door.
With the key in his left hand and the kitchen knife in his right, Feng Bujue went forward without hesitation and inserted the [Director's Office Key] into the lock of the door, pushing it open.
The next second, dazzling golden light burst out. The room that appeared before Jue-Ge was even more spacious than the dining room on the first floor. The room was paved with gold bricks, with large oil paintings hanging on the four walls, art decorations placed in the corners, and even a chandelier on the ceiling.
By the window, there was a desk facing south. Opposite the desk was a window. Although the outside of the window was a dark chaos, the "person" sitting in the office chair was still facing the window, leisurely smoking a cigar.
"You just won't give up, will you... otherworldly traveler?" The Director said as he turned his chair around.
The Director of this hospital basically looked like a human. He was about 1.7 meters tall, had a beer belly, and was balding, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.
He wasn't wearing any clothes, but... he was "wearing" something else.
Whether it was the script's stream-of-consciousness technique, or there was indeed such a race in the Monster Kingdom. In short... the Director's skin surface was covered with a dense layer of "copper plates," the kind that were round with square holes and a heavy color.
"You're pretty sharp..." Feng Bujue squinted at the other party and said, "A guy who can interfere with the 'system voice'... I know one..." He seemed to be referring to Billy. "Unexpectedly, there's more than one..."
"If I hadn't said that last sentence, maybe I would have succeeded..." The Director said, exhaling smoke.
"Oh, you mean that sentence, 'Open the door, and you will be reborn,' right?" Feng Bujue continued, "Heh... it doesn't really matter. Before you said that sentence, I had already decided not to open that door." He paused, shrugging. "But you saying that sentence still has some meaning..." He said with a mocking smile, "At least it let me know two things... First, you're afraid of me; second, you're an idiot."
"Hmph... afraid of you? Why would I be afraid of you?" The Director replied, "Do you think you can defeat me with that kitchen knife in your hand?"
"It's too late for excuses, idiot." Feng Bujue continued, "Your nervousness was already showing when I first arrived in this script..." He laughed, "Your opening remarks did have some misleading elements... You didn't lie about Lester's personality. He was indeed a person with a relatively open lifestyle. But... you said 'no one likes him,' which is very strange." He tilted his head. "If no one liked him, then you could have fired him just for 'flirting with nurses and female doctors,' right? As long as someone complained about him for sexual harassment, you could have let him go immediately."
Feng Bujue began to pace back and forth in the room, as if he were performing a reasoning show: "When I met Jenny, I was even more certain that there was no 'flirting,' at most it was 'flirting.'" The mocking smile on his face became more obvious. "Now, looking at your opening remarks again... I can see a lot of 'jealousy.' What 'your handsome face,' 'indiscreet'... Heh... Mr. Director, I think you're jealous to the point of madness."
The Director's expression became very ugly. The face covered in copper plates was distorted.
But Feng Bujue's words were far from over. He continued aggressively, "That's right, Lester did a lot of unruly things, but for the other employees and patients of the hospital, it was all a good thing, or we can use a word like 'care,' which is something people like you wouldn't understand." He shook his head. "Because he was so popular with everyone, it was very difficult for you to fire him... So, your resentment towards him grew stronger and stronger." He turned around, raising a finger. "However... you are the Director after all. Under your frequent pressure, the personnel department still compromised. Finally, you could get rid of that annoying kid."
"Heh... maybe it was fate, but Lester's last night shift happened to be on December 5th." Feng Bujue paused for a few seconds, then continued with a smile, "As you said... he often couldn't arrive on time, so this time was the same. He was late again." His eyes changed slightly, and he met the Director's gaze. "But this lateness saved him, allowing him to stop at the gates of hell."
The Director's face was ferocious, and he said in a deep voice, "Hmph... are you sure?"
"Of course I'm sure." Feng Bujue interrupted before the other party could finish speaking, "On the way here, I already understood..." He reached out and pointed behind him, "That room earlier, that so-called 'door to leave the hospital,' wasn't prepared for Lester at all..." His expression sharpened, "It was a door for you to escape, right..."