Chapter 65Perfect Transformation(12)
Pepe shook his head and refused ruthlessly: "No, they are very powerful, I can't beat them."

Meng Zhi sighed regretfully: "Okay."

Then she took the elevator to the first floor. She could hear noises and fighting on every floor she passed. It was not as quiet and harmonious as the fourth floor where she stayed.

The elevator door opened and Meng Zhi went straight to the head nurse's office. There was no one inside.

Zhao Yanyan worked diligently with her new partner, but after just one night she looked sluggish.

She came out just in time. When she saw Meng Zhi who was idle, she couldn't help but stop, and then she remembered what happened in the morning.

The three of them hid in a corner and talked, but excluded her. Didn't this make it clear that they wanted her to die?
Instantly, her eyes looking at Meng Zhi's back were filled with resentment.

Zhao Yanyan took out a small doll made of straw from her pocket and wrote Meng Zhi's name on the back of the doll.

"Use it for me...hehe."

The dark eyes of the doll became a little brighter, and the name written on the back was wrapped in a pale white light, and then disappeared.

The nurses who came and went seemed to dislike these "ugly people" who had not been reformed, and would always glance at them from time to time.

Meng Zhi thought that staying here would attract the attention of these nurses, so he gave up.

"You are my puppet, tell me everything you know... God will spare your life..."

Soft whispers circled Meng Zhi's ears, and the surrounding environment was distorted, turning into a field shrouded in night.

And a three-meter-tall scarecrow stood in the middle of the field, looking at her with a charming smile.

It opened and closed its mouth, and the words it spoke were no different from the words in Meng Zhi's ears.

"Okay, stop reading. Even if you talk about sparks, I'm not your puppet." Meng Zhi said boringly, staring at the scarecrow with a layer of purple energy around him.

The scarecrow stopped talking, and dozens of human-shaped black mist appeared in the dark night, surrounding Meng Zhi.

"The familiar smell," Meng Zhi sniffed gently and raised the corners of his mouth, "Sooner or later I will find you."

She stepped forward, and the black mist rushed towards her. Meng Zhi bent her waist, then raised her foot and kicked the mist away. She grabbed a ball of mist and threw it away, avoiding the remaining mist and rushing towards the scarecrow.

The scarecrow standing in the center could not maintain a calm smile on its face, and Zhao Yanyan, who was controlling it, also panicked: "Why? Why can you catch it?!"

Zhao Yanyan wanted to turn around and run away, but her soul had already merged with the scarecrow. If the mist couldn't stop Meng Zhi, she would be attacked!

"Don't come here! Ah - go away!" She screamed in disbelief. Meng Zhi took out a piece of paper from his pocket and flipped around with both hands.

"Snapped!"

When the paper hit the scarecrow, a ball of fire burst out, and the fire instantly ignited the scarecrow from bottom to top.

It was reduced to ashes in the raging fire, and the disintegrated purple energy escaped across the world, and finally disappeared into the hospital.

The space where Meng Zhi was was shattered like glass after losing its control.

She stared at the scattered purple air, her eyes gradually becoming colder.

After a while, she sneered, turned around and looked at Zhao Yanyan who was lying on the ground without emotion.

The latter held the blackened puppet in his hands like a madman: "Why? Why did it fail? Impossible!"

"Where did you get this prop? It's such a good thing." Meng Zhi squatted in front of her and picked up the scarecrow in his hand, which was still warm from the flames.

Seeing that Zhao Yanyan was silent, Meng Zhi put the scarecrow against her face, drew a black mark, and said coldly: "If you don't tell me, I'll kill you in advance." Zhao Yanyan couldn't stop crying, and there was no one around. Moving around, she deliberately hid in the utility room in order to better control the prop.

There were only two of them in this small space.

And this woman who was supposed to be at her beck and call was threatening her.

Zhao Yanyan didn't dare not answer, so she said coquettishly: "Yes...it's a prop given to me by my sponsor."

Meng Zhi listened patiently: "Who is the sponsor?"

Is this question important?

Zhao Yanyan couldn't answer. She shook her head and looked at Meng Zhi in fear: "I don't know, he always wore a mask. He only said that letting me wear this prop would keep me alive."

"Okay, let me ask another question, how do you know him?" Meng Zhi weighed the scarecrow, but looked at Zhao Yanyan unblinkingly.

"This... I got close to him in the previous dungeon. He said there was a way to find me outside the game, so I stayed with him." Zhao Yanyan couldn't cry anymore after talking too much, begging Meng in her heart. Zhi didn't want to kill her and told her everything he knew, "He has a tattoo on his arm, and it's an eye."

Meng Zhi snorted: "Do you know anything else?"

"No, I don't know anymore." Zhao Yanyan flinched and was killed with a knife before she could even utter the words of begging for mercy.

Meng Zhi stood up, feeling suddenly happy. She wiped the blood off the knife, but after waiting for a moment, a few wisps of purple energy came out of Zhao Yanyan's body.

"Tsk, we killed a lot of people." Meng Zhi couldn't help but sigh, threw her body into the big family in the photo and left the utility room.

Next door to the utility room was the bathroom, and there was a sweet smell blowing into her face. Mengzhi suddenly fell silent when she thought that this was a place to go to the toilet and it still smelled so good.

She walked in and stopped in front of one of the cubicles to make sure that the noise came from here. Meng Zhi did not knock on the door, but quietly left and stood outside.

A few minutes later, a nurse with a work badge on her chest came out to wash her hands. The moment she saw Meng Zhi, a guilty look appeared on her face.

But she soon calmed down and smiled very reluctantly. Her facial muscles were very stiff, as if there was an error in the operation, and her smile was crooked.

"Why don't you go on duty?" she asked casually after laughing.

Meng Zhi replied sincerely: "I smelled a very fragrant smell when I passed by. I thought someone was baking bread in the toilet."

This metaphor made the nurse in front of him suddenly darken his face.

Her tone became colder: "I'm leaving first."

Before she turned around and took two steps, Meng Zhi grabbed her wrist and pulled her back.

The girl's pretty face suddenly widened in front of her, and she said with a smile: "Don't worry, let me guess, which room are you a patient in and are you working as a nurse?"

"The name of the nurse being replaced is...Yu Nan? Don't tell me, it looks similar." Meng Zhi looked at her face and admired her.

"Yu Nan" was furious, but he didn't dare to shout, so he could only explain hastily: "I am Lian Mo! Didn't you help me? Why did you come to stop me?!"

Meng Zhi said in surprise: "Ah, you are Lian Mo. Didn't you just finish the transformation? Why did you come out?"

Lian Mo was actually relieved when he came out and saw an acquaintance outside. In addition, she didn't have much feelings for Meng Zhi, so she successfully diverted the topic away from her.

She sighed deeply: "But with a new brain, I feel like I have seen through this so-called transformation."

(End of this chapter)

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