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Chapter 183

[Integrity First] Live Room:

?!

This is??

Ah, I remember! After being touched by that neuron, the 'disease' on the ID card will attack. Speaking of which, what is the anchor's disease?

I remember that the initial one seemed to be intellectual disability, oh yes, and then there was a sexual inversion that was determined to be successful by the ID card.

I'm going...! Isn't that so?

Wen Jianyan stumbled forward and hit the sarcophagus directly.

Hearing a bang, the lid that was loosely fastened to the sarcophagus was knocked open, and it fell down the edge, making a deafening sound.

There seemed to be people around who were reaching out to him and saying something.

The sight is messy.

He can clearly hear the other party's voice, and the emotions contained in those voices: surprise, fear, panic... But as for the content of the other party's words, it is difficult to distinguish.

Wen Jianyan's hand was on the slate, and she seemed to be groping for something under her fingertips.

There seemed to be some strange dents on the surface of the cold stone, which were uneven and rough on the fingertips, causing a slight pain.

what is it?

Not sure.

The young man's arms were tensed, and under the pale skin were cyan veins, which bulged out due to the force, and the scattered hair hung down, blocking the wet skin and dilated pupils.

His brows were furrowed, his breathing was a little uneven, and his expression was forbearance.

Wen Jianyan had never felt this weird before.

He knew who he was, and neither his memory nor his self-awareness had disappeared.

He was like a small child back, and his complex memories were like a cabinet that was too big for him. All the contents were there, but he had no ability to call them out.

It seemed that something slender had stabbed into his brain, slowly, bit by bit, stirring up his brain, turning it into a viscous slurry, his thinking was gradually becoming dull, and the inflow of information was simply swept away. It's like holding a sieve with too big holes and salvaging it in vain. No matter how hard you think, your palm is always empty.

After being stunned for a while, Su Cheng quickly reacted.

He took a few steps forward quickly, supported Wen Jianyan, held his breath, and leaned closer to the other's lips: What did you say? Say it again?

Wen Jianyan's lips twitched, half confused, half persistently chanting the words that flashed in her mind before she fell into a daze.

It is difficult for him to remember the reason himself, and it is only mechanical repetition driven by the subconscious mind.

Although it was just a messy sentence, Su Cheng still pieced together the other party's instructions. He flipped through Wen Jianyan's pocket quickly, and quickly took out a tube of antidote.

As the only person who was not infected at that time and was almost unconscious for the whole process, Su Cheng was stunned for two seconds, showing a blank expression.

At the moment of seeing the antidote, Huang Mao slightly widened his eyes and exclaimed:

This, this is... at the time of the laboratory?

This is an antidote! It's decontaminated! Hearing this, Shaoyao responded quickly, and she shouted at Su Cheng, Inject it into his neck!

Understood.

Su Cheng nodded quickly, holding the injection in one hand and holding Wen Jianyan's head in the other.

Suddenly, the other party turned his head, and the sharp needles magnified in the amber eyes were reflected, and the eyes were bright, undisguised pure fear: No!

He screamed, suddenly struggling.

The field was immediately chaotic.

Help me hold him down!

Su Cheng couldn't hold back Wen Jianyan, who was struggling, and hurriedly asked his other two teammates for help.

Huang Mao and Shaoyao hurried over, holding down Wen Jianyan's shoulders and arms, forcibly fixing him in place.

Su Cheng pierced the needle with the fastest speed.

The bright, cold and sharp needle pierced the skin, and the young man's body shook violently, and a whimper-like sound came out of his throat.

Under the messy hair, the clear amber eyes of a child were slowly covered with a layer of water mist.

He sobbed pitifully: Pain...

[Integrity First] Live Room:

Damn, do you actually cry because of injections after your IQ drops! Thank you, I'm really cute!

Soon, the injection was empty.

The three of them gasped and let go of their hands and stood up. The young man leaned against the sarcophagus, shrunk himself into a ball, covered his neck with one hand, and sobbed twice from time to time, looking extremely aggrieved.

So, what else do we need to do next? Su Cheng asked.

Huang Mao shook his sore wrist - although Wen Jianyan's IQ had dropped, his physical strength might not have been there, and it was really difficult to hold this guy down.

He recalled carefully: I don't need it, I should just wait.

Su Cheng breathed a sigh of relief: That's good...

It's a pity that this relaxed moment lasted only a few seconds before it was easily broken.

When everyone's attention was focused on Wen Jianyan, suddenly, a strange sound came from the dark passage leading to the catacombs not far away.

It sounded like scratching, and it seemed like the sound of procrastinating footsteps, chaotically, overlapping layer by layer, as if they were approaching in this direction.

!

Several people were startled, and subconsciously looked in the direction from which the voice came.

Oops.

Every time the bell rings, the copy changes irrevocably, mutating at an unsettling rate.

Maybe it was just the bell that had a negative effect, or maybe it was because they made too much noise just now, causing the corpses that were sleeping in the corridor to wake up and move in this direction.

What do we do now?

Huang Mao's face turned pale, and he looked at the other two beside him absentmindedly.

In just a few seconds, the pale corpse appeared at the end of the dark corridor.

The lifeless, half-corrupt face was turned up, the neck bone seemed to have been broken, and it drooped at an unbelievable angle, the hair was covered with blood scabs, and the skull was broken with a large opening, revealing an empty dark crevice.

We can't rush out. As the only person with experience with these living corpses, Shaoyao made a decisive decision: Block them!

She came in with her teammates, and she knew exactly how terrifying these corpses were after being awakened. When they didn't receive any weakening, they just rushed into the catacombs while saving their lives, and Now, their combat power is only two and a half at most.

Yellow hair is half.

And Wen Jianyan was unconscious, and the life and death of the person he dragged out was unknown, and Shaoyao didn't even have time to confirm who the other party was.

In this case, it is simply a fantasy to want to rush out.

Conversely, blocking a living corpse is much less difficult.

The passage leading to the catacombs is slender and narrow, which greatly limits the number of living corpses that can pass through at one time—that is to say, as long as this passage is blocked, the chances of survival will be high.

However, if they do this, then they are also equivalent to blocking themselves in a dead end, and it is difficult to leave the catacombs easily - if they bet wrong, there will be no more tasks in the catacombs, and they will not be able to open or complete the ultimate If it's the main line, then, doing so is equivalent to burying themselves alive.

Several people looked at each other and rushed forward tacitly.

They have no other choice.

After all, chronic suicide sounds more hopeful than outright death.

*

Muffled and chaotic sounds seemed to be heard in the distance.

Footsteps, shouts, prop activation.

...

Wen Jianyan frowned and opened his eyes slowly.

The feeling that the brain was becoming dull a little bit before, like being covered by a foggy thing, has disappeared, and he felt that his thinking ability was recovering, and it quickly became clear again.

Slight pain in neck.

Wen Jianyan breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that his teammates understood his hint well and injected the antidote for him in time.

only……

He raised his hand and touched his cool cheek, showing a puzzled expression.

How is it so wet?

However, now is not the time to pay attention to this.

Wen Jianyan stood up on one side of the sarcophagus, turned her head to look in the direction of the sound, Su Cheng and Shaoyao were trying to block the narrow passage, Huang Mao stood aside, occasionally helping, but most It was time to observe the movement of the living corpse in the channel, warning the two of them.

It didn't seem like he needed much help, and he had other things to get done.

Wen Jianyan retracted her gaze and turned to look at the sarcophagus behind her.

When he just rushed out of the confession room, although he was already infected, the negative effects had not fully occurred, and he barely retained a little sanity on the edge of chaos.

Wen Jianyan remembered that she seemed to have touched something on the board of the sarcophagus...

It was uneven, like it was engraved, but his brain was not sober at the time, so he didn't know what was on it.

Wen Jianyan leaned down and searched carefully inside the sarcophagus.

Finally, he found a crooked notch on the inside of the sarcophagus lid.

Adam

A... name?

Wen Jianyan froze for a moment, showing a puzzled look.

At this moment, the familiar system notification sound rang in my ears: [Ding! Congratulations to the anchor for completing the task: Got it? ? ? real name]

【Reward Points: 1000】

Wen Jianyan was taken aback.

Wait, when did this mission happen?

And... 1000 bonus points? so much? !

Is this the name of 05?

wrong.

This idea was quickly rejected by Wen Jianyan.

After meeting No. 05 with the face of Witch Candle, there was no more response in the task bar, and it did not release relevant tasks for him like when meeting with several other people, that is to say, the tasks he completed now , should have been obtained before—

Speaking of... ADAM's initials are A.

The abbreviation of Dr. Reese in the information is Dr.A.Reese.

Only his real name task difficulty level is high, and the others are intermediate.

In other words, ADAM is actually the name of Dr. Reese?

Wen Jianyan lowered her eyes and rubbed the crooked notch with her fingertips, revealing a contemplative look.

Some broken clues are strung together in my mind.

First, according to the Bible, Adam was the first man created by God.

Secondly, Dr. Reiss is always more like a high-risk patient than a medical staff in the system's identification - he has the task of his real name, and he can also enter the inner world.

Finally, in the special scene just now, Dr. Reiss said that he experienced the exorcism not once or twice - you know, in the process of completing the exorcism ceremony, all the medical staff People will leave the room, only the priest and the sick will be left behind.

If there was only one of them, it would be difficult for Wen Jianyan to determine the underground conclusion, but when all three clues were put in front of him, the final result could never be clearer.

Dr. Reiss was the original patient No. 00 before 01, but because he got rid of the patient's identity in a certain way, he became a key member of assisting the completion of the plan.

The second question arises.

What exactly is a plan?

According to the picture book that Wen Jianyan found in patient No. 03, that is, Nair Lore's room, it can be clearly seen that they do not have any mental illness, but are two souls stuffed into a body.

That is to say, their dual personalities are artificially created.

And the contamination of neurons will have a very similar effect - that is, turning normal people into madmen.

Mental illness in otherwise healthy human beings.

And the final No. 05, almost no longer belong to human beings.

He is a brain soaked in a certain liquid.

If so, is it possible that all mental illnesses in high-risk patients are manufactured?

Not just mental illness, maybe...

Are they made themselves?

This thought came to mind, causing Wen Jianyan to shudder.

If his guess is true, then these high-risk patients should all be guinea pigs bred in the laboratory, all to complete the so-called plan.

That being the case, their names should also be given.

is some kind of codename.

Wen Jianyan was very curious at the beginning, why one of the tasks in this dungeon would be to find the real names of high-risk patients, so their names should be meaningful.

In the information in the reference room, they are all referred to by their initials.

Edward, initial E

Mars, initial M

Nair Lore, initials N and L

Uris, initials U

Dr. Adam Reese, initial A

Wen Jianyan raised her hand and pinched the bridge of her nose with a troubled look.

E M N U L A...

According to the appearance of this copy so far, everything should have a lot to do with Catholicism.

Suddenly, like a flash of light flashed through my mind, like lightning illuminating the dark sky.

!

Wen Jianyan seemed to realize something suddenly, he murmured:

Emmanuel...?

Emmanuel.

Derived from Hebrew, it is a variant of Imanuel [Immanuel], that is, God is with us.

【Ding! Congratulations to the anchor for completing the hidden mission and obtaining the real name of the No. 05 high-risk patient! 】

【Reward Points: 5000】

【Ding! Congratulations to the anchor for triggering the ultimate main quest of Ping An Sanatorium: ? ? ? 】

[Completion time limit: one hour]

[Note: If the task fails, all survival time and points will be deducted, and the live broadcast room will be closed immediately]

Wen Jianyan's heart tightened for a moment.

The ultimate main quest? !

The system prompt sound has not been completely broadcast, and the bell suddenly rang again.

When - when - when -

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the bell seems to be particularly loud, echoing in the huge catacombs, bringing up layers of turbulent sounds.

With the sound of the bell, the waves of living corpses attacking the catacombs seemed to calm down again.

Those dense footsteps and rubbing noises gradually disappeared until they were swallowed up again by the darkness and returned to silence.

...

The three of them stood at the end of the passage, gasping for breath, their foreheads covered in cold sweat, clearly exhausted.

In any case, the most urgent crisis now is finally resolved.

They turned their heads and looked behind them.

I saw the silver-haired young man hanging his head, staring fixedly at the open sarcophagus, the whole figure seemed to be completely immersed in his own thoughts.

The chaotic mental state just now seemed to have disappeared from him, and he seemed to have completely returned to his normal state, looking calm and rational.

you're awake?

Su Cheng was surprised and delighted, and hurriedly greeted him: How do you feel?

Wen Jianyan was stunned, as if he was awakened from his meditation, and turned his head to look over: It's okay.

He smiled: Thank you, you guys responded quickly.

Not only can he quickly realize that he is in a contaminated state, but he can also pull out the antidote from his clothes and inject it for him. The whole process is very tacit, saving a lot of time,

It's a pity that it wasn't fast enough, the living corpse was repelled, and Wen Jianyan returned to normal. Although the crisis had not been completely resolved, Su Cheng finally had the leisure to joke.

He looked at Wen Jianyan narrowly: At least it's not too late to record you crying because of the injection.

Wen Jianyan: ?

He blinked, ignoring the sudden realization of something, and his body froze slightly.

Wait... When I just woke up, the wet thing on my face could not be...

Wen Jianyan: ...

Gan.

As a reliable adult male, a non-famous professional international fraudster, it is somewhat embarrassing that his face is full of tears because of the injection.

Shaoyao is now checking the teammate who was picked up by Wen Jianyan.

She carefully lifted the other's head and recognized Luce's face.

He seems to be alive, but his breath is weak and his body is cold, as if he will die in the next second, and he will never wake up, but in any case, Wen Jianyan has indeed fulfilled his promise.

——Within his ability, rescue her teammates.

Shaoyao let out a long sigh of relief and turned to look at Wen Jianyan not far away:

Speaking of which, the task of the epic props has been completed, have you got the props?

Her voice saved Wen Jianyan from the embarrassing abyss.

Should have gotten it.

With that said, Wen Jianyan opened her backpack and took out the epic hidden items that were automatically put into it by the system before.

A small, small iron box appeared in the palm of his hand.

It was gray and inconspicuous, and it was very inconspicuous, with a logo of ouroboros shallowly engraved on the surface.

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room:

Oh oh oh! Epic props!

I look forward to it, I look forward to it, what will it be!

Several people came over curiously.

Wen Jianyan frowned and looked at the iron box over and over again - soon, he found a thin gap in the center, which seemed to be able to be opened, but there was no keyhole for a key.

...Isn't it? Su Cheng's mouth twitched: After completing so many tasks, what I finally got was not an epic item, but a box containing epic items?! And we are now trapped in the catacombs. , how can I find the key?

Wen Jianyan stared blankly at the iron box in his palm: ...

Damn, the pit is more than the system.

[Integrity First] There was also silence in the live broadcast room:

...

...Crap, this wave is really unkind, and the props given are still semi-finished products!

Laughing to death, I'm afraid I have to use a lock-picking tool to pry this thing open!

However, this also shows that this item is really unusual. It is estimated that it is out of the ordinary. Otherwise, the system will not add so many restrictions to it.

If only his previous lock-picking tool hadn't been used...

Wen Jianyan showed a look of pity.

But this is not in the way. When he leaves the dungeon, he can go to the free market to buy a similar item. In any case, this lock will probably not help him for long.

By the way, let's talk about it,

Wen Jianyan put the small box back in his pocket, looked at the people in front of him, suddenly something sounded, and said:

I've started the final main quest.

No. 05's real name would actually be the trigger point, which he didn't expect at all.

Several people were startled, and their expressions suddenly became solemn.

The ultimate main quest...

If you complete it, you will naturally get richer rewards and platinum trophies. However, this also means that if it is not completed within the specified time limit, even if the clearance requirements have been met, the live broadcast room will be closed.

Totally fighting for life.

Suddenly, Shaoyao seemed to think of something: By the way, how much do you collect items now?

Wen Jianyan blinked and replied, There's one more.

Shaoyao took a deep breath, took out something from his pocket, and handed it to Wen Jianyan's hand:

Try this.

At the moment of touching it, the familiar sound of the system sounded in the ear:

Congratulations to the anchor for getting the hidden item (normal) in the dungeon!

Collection 10/10

Wen Jianyan was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head subconsciously and looked at her palm.

It was a glass jar the size of a palm, so gray that it looked inconspicuous.

This is actually... the last hidden item? !

He looked at the peony standing in front of him, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes.

It's just an ordinary level, it's not very useful to me, Shaoyao shrugged, but it's different for you, after all the props are collected, it will provide you with a hint of the ultimate main quest, and we are all now Being locked in the catacombs, it is very difficult to complete the task of points in a short period of time, it is better to leave more paths for yourself.

In case I don't have time to collect the points, maybe it's up to you to complete the ultimate main quest and bring us all out.

Shaoyao paused, raised his eyes, looked at the young man in front of him seriously, took a deep breath, and said:

Also, I don't seem to have time to thank you.

Thank you for catching me in the lab earlier.

At that time, although she was immersed in the scarlet flesh membrane, she still had some vague and broken memories, and with the passage of time, these memories gradually became clear - the other party was even if the palm was caught by the fishing line. Splitting, slashing, and the delirious teammates behind him attacking him frantically, but he never let go...

It is precisely for this reason that Shaoyao is in Nightmare, a place full of intrigues, believing that the other party can rescue his teammates. For this reason, he is even willing to sign an unequal treaty and transfer epic-level prop tasks to him.

【Ding! It is detected that all the hidden props of the anchor have been collected, and now the core tips of hidden lines are released:

Seven bells, end to end

A brain in a vat, a world of its own]

...

Wen Jianyan was stunned for two seconds.

... 7?

7! ! !

After careful calculation, there are seven high-risk patients with names.

No. 00 Adam Reis, No. 01 Edward, No. 02 Uris, No. 03 has two people, Nair and Lore, No. 04 Mars, No. 05 Emmanuel.

The entire Ping An Sanatorium has a total of six floors.

There are two floors underground, four floors above ground, and above the fourth floor, there is a hidden seventh floor.

Seven bells, and they've gone through exactly six now, and the last...

Speaking of which, in Catholicism, the number 7 is actually very special.

It took God seven days to create the world. God designated the seventh day as a holy day, which is the day of worship. Even the legendary flood that destroyed the world is also inseparable from 7.

You shall take seven males and seven females of all clean animals, one male and one female of unclean animals, and seven males and seven females of the birds in the air. For in seven days, I will rain on the earth for 40 days and nights. I will destroy every living thing that I have made from the earth.

That is to say, in Catholicism, 7 is the cycle of creation and destruction, and both creation and destruction are closely related to this.

...

So, could the so-called plan in the Ping An Sanatorium be...

Wen Jianyan took a breath.

Suddenly, the contents of the sign he saw outside the laboratory suddenly jumped into his mind.

The words spiritual and uroborus could be vaguely recognized in the blurred and broken words...

uroborus is ouroboros, no doubt about it.

And another word is different.

If they were working on mental illness in this lab, then the word should be mental.

The word spiritual is used more often with respect to religion and supernatural soul than with regard to mental illness.

Wen Jianyan gritted her teeth.

Although he can speak English, he did not grow up from that language and cultural background, so he ignored such a prominent prompt!

Seven manufactured experiments.

The last is a giant brain that rises and falls in liquid.

Seven bells.

Plus that name that symbolizes God is with us...

Wen Jianyan stood there in a daze, a guess slowly surfaced in his mind, making his back shiver and his whole body shivering.

This so-called plan...

Why does it seem a bit like creating a god and creating a world now?