Players Please Get In the Car

  Chapter 624 is not something you can think of

   "I'm not sick." The player with the scar forced himself to calm down, but his eyes were trembling uncontrollably, and he kept wandering around the wound on his body. Every time he saw a bleeding wound, the fear in his eyes deepened.

In this dungeon, the things imagined by the players are often visible to the naked eye, so Xu Huo can also see the details of his hallucinations after being affected by the "babbling ball", so he can also hear the constant ticking bleeding Voice.

In order to make the effect more realistic, he added two buckets and a clock beside him. The clock was placed on the desk facing the scar player, and the pain was placed under his wrist to catch blood. There was water in the bucket, and the ticking sound would be heard enlarge.

  Scar player gritted his teeth, watched the stopwatch turn for a while, watched the water in the bucket be dyed red for a while, and his mental state became more and more unstable.

  Xu Huo got up and walked to the desk, "It is said that a very famous doctor of medicine abroad once conducted an experiment."

"Choose a death row prisoner, blindfold him, simulate the movement of a blade on his wrist, and then put a bucket next to drip water, and tell him that he is bleeding, and slow down the flow of water according to the passage of time speed, creating the illusion of slowed blood flow due to excessive blood loss."

   "After a period of time, the death row prisoner's breathing and heartbeat gradually slowed down, and finally stopped."

  "When the doctor went to check again, he found that the prisoner was really dead. It is said that he died of a stress reaction."

He leaned against the table, reached out and turned the minute hand of the clock back a little, and said: "The authenticity of this experiment cannot be verified, but what medicine pursues is the limit. I have always been very interested in this experiment. Really scared to death."

  He slipped a fruit knife out of his sleeve, and scratched his wrist in front of the scarred player.

  Feeling the pain and seeing blood flowing out, the player with the scar stared at him, "What do you want to do?!"

  Xu Huo dropped the knife casually, took a long towel from the drawer, walked behind him, covered his eyes, and said, "Do you remember where I turned the minute hand just now?"

   "Nine..." The Scar player answered involuntarily.

   "Listen carefully to the sound in the bucket, I'll be back in fifteen minutes."

  Xu Huo turned and left the room after blindfolding him.

Hearing footsteps and the door closing, the Scarred player struggled on the chair. He roared, cursed, and tried desperately to get out of the chair, but as the blood flowed, his movements became smaller and his breathing became weaker and weaker. , It didn't take long to collapse on the chair.

   "What is he doing?" Wen Xuelin was outside the door. Through the glass window, she saw the scarred player struggling on the chair, her eyes widened in shock, "Is he trapped by props?"

   No one is holding him down and tying him up. Why is he kicking around on the chair with his eyes closed?

   "Obviously he's on the right track." Zheng Liang from the room he didn't grab took a look, and said indifferently: "A person like him deserves to die."

   There were other players wandering in the corridor, two of them came over immediately when they heard their conversation, saw that the person inside was a Scar player, and immediately pushed them away to rescue them.

  Zheng Liang raised his hand to stop them, "You two, the diagnosis and treatment are not over yet."

Those two are also cannibal players. In order to show their advantages, after everyone lost their personal panels, they could reveal the player numbers behind them. One of them opened his hand, patted his shoulder and said, "Boy, don't worry about what you shouldn't care about." .”

   Zheng Liang sneered and didn't talk nonsense with him. He raised his fist and smashed it, knocking the man-eating player of average physique to the ground.

   "Pretend your grandma is a bear, and you treat everyone else as an idiot! Bright arms in winter are not too cold!"

  The man wiped the nosebleed, got up and punched back.

  If they were all players, Zheng Liang might not have gained the upper hand, but now everyone has become an ordinary person again. He has studied martial arts for two years, and he is not timid one-on-one with his skills!

The two fought like this, and another cannibal player next to him stared at Wen Xuelin and pounced on her, trying to bite her, Wen Xuelin screamed, and when he dodged, he stuffed the phone into the opponent's mouth and came again Kicked in the crotch, then quickly hid behind Zheng Liang.

One-on-two is impossible. There are still many players in the corridor. If the cannibal players unite, other ordinary players will naturally join forces. When the atmosphere is tense and the fights are about to turn into gang fights, the next The door of an office opened, and a doctor wearing glasses scolded them: "Do you all want to be locked up on the seventh floor?"

  The players who were "seriously ill" were sent to the seventh floor, and the players who became ordinary people did not dare to risk themselves, so they had to temporarily truce.

   "Next." The doctor nodded expressionlessly.

  Zheng Liang squeezed a cannibal player away with a stride and rushed in, then closed the door triumphantly, and the players outside raised their middle fingers helplessly.

  Zheng Liang spontaneously walked across the desk and sat down, looked around the office and said, "Doctor, you have good taste, there are still landscape paintings in the office."

   Xu Huo, who had changed his appearance, flipped through the medical records, "Your condition has obviously improved during the last treatment."

   "Really?" Zheng Liang said quickly: "Then can I be discharged from the hospital today?"

   "If you pass this test, you can be discharged from the hospital." Xu Huo handed him a form, "You must answer each question carefully. If the result is qualified, your family members can pick you up today."

   "No problem!" Zheng Liang took the form with a slap on his thigh, wrote the answer in a swish, and handed it back, followed by looking at Xu Huo expectantly.

  It's a pity that Xu Huo couldn't let him leave so easily, he frowned and stared at the form for a while, "Do you remember your good friend Xu Zhi?"

  There was a flash of shock on Zheng Liang's face, and then he restrained his expression, "Remember, what's wrong?"

"Is he really your best friend?" Xu Huo tapped the form, "He will visit you once a month, but on this form, you clearly stated that your best friend has passed away. "

   "How is that possible!" Zheng Liang blurted out, "Xu Zhi has been dead for ten years!"

  Xu Huo took out a mobile phone from the drawer, "This is the mobile phone you handed in when you were admitted to the hospital, open it and have a look."

Zheng Liang snatched it, and successfully opened the photo album according to his mobile phone password, and then saw the group photos of himself and Xu Zhi at various times. Xu Zhi has undergone subtle changes in the photos in the past ten years, and it can be seen that his age is growing. There are several photos of them together in the hospital, the earliest one was in the Seventeenth Hospital a year ago.

  He turned darker and darker, and finally threw the phone back, "I'll just say what I remember, just treat me as mentally ill, I won't leave the hospital today!"

   After finishing speaking, he was about to leave, but Xu Huo said behind his back: "You have a meeting this afternoon, your parents and Xu Zhi will both come."

  (end of this chapter)