Rossi looked ordinary, as if he was just an ordinary patient.
The only thing that was special was that his face was surprisingly pale.
"How did such a person end up in the intensive care unit?"
Zhao Guangli said.
??The spiritual vision swept over and found that Rossi's body did not have any supernatural power.
"who knows¡¡"
Kui Shi smiled and said: "This time the death brawl will be killed."
Jingle Bell.
The bell rings.
The ringing of the bell means that meal time is over.
A large number of nurses filed in and carefully escorted the patients into their wards.
"Remember our agreement."
Before leaving, Kui Yan blinked at Zhao Guangli.
Zhao Guangli¡¯s expression was cold, without any expression.
This Kui Shi seems to be very proficient in this kind of speaking skills. It is estimated that every time a new person comes, she will do it again, just to increase her presence.
After Zhao Guangli got some rough information, he ignored it.
The patients in the intensive care unit are all monsters suffering from demonic lesions. There is no doubt that Kui Shi believes in the demon god, but she looks normal. This is the biggest abnormality.
Back to his room, the headless minced meat in the room has been cleaned up.
My identity number 013 has also become the new identity number 211.
¡°I¡± representing critically ill patients is engraved on the front.
This place is different from the inpatient department. Zhao Guangli, who put on the restraint device again, was confined to the room and could not leave under any circumstances.
Zhao Guangli sat on the bed with calm eyes.
Having seen all kinds of strange patients, he probably had an idea in his mind.
In the third level of dreams, the vast majority of seriously ill patients can be easily suppressed.
The strength displayed by the headless patient before was at best the level of the peak official level.
So, the top level of combat power should be around high level.
Although Zhao Guangli is now suppressed below the higher level, the combat power of his body and puppet is still strong, so killing a higher level person is not a big problem.
"The mental hospital in Elland Mortal"
Zhao Guangli whispered softly: "If it were the real Elan Demon City, I'm afraid these monsters would be close to false gods."
The girl closed her eyes and began to take a nap.
¡¡
In the monitor.
Losers is communicating something with countless black shadows.
"Number 211, [Evil God Girl], is good at communicating with the evil gods in the void and using various secret techniques."
"Although it is a creature found in the wasteland, it is speculated that it should come from the ancient Xilai of the Demon God Empire."
"He killed Headless easily, so his level should be pretty good."
The black shadow surged and made a strange sound.
"It doesn't matter, just hurry up and fight."
"In the name of the red moon, I want to see the most terrifying monster."
"Yes, the most interesting thing is when humans kill each other."
Losers bowed, his expression extremely respectful.
The time of dreams cannot be measured in any unit at all.
It just took a blink of an eye, and half a month passed.
¡°At least in Zhao Guangli¡¯s consciousness, it seemed that he had just taken a short nap.
When the nurses opened the door to the ward and asked him to walk out wearing a restraining device, Zhao Guangli understood that the legendary ward brawl had begun.
¡°Interesting and interesting.¡±
Zhao Guangli was not too worried.
On the contrary, he was looking forward to the strange shapes his opponents would have.
There was a sound of insects in the darkness.
The air carries the smell of disinfectant. There is a big red moon on the label of each disinfectant, which seems to represent some kind of logo.
Ten patients formed a group, and there was a legendary ward brawl.
Each group was left with four living patients.
One of the nurses whispered the rules of the battle into his ear, making Zhao Guangli understand the current situation better.
¡°Patients in the inpatient department will also be selected.¡±
When Zhao Guangli was still wondering that there didn¡¯t seem to be so many seriously ill patients in the Festering Mental Hospital, the second sentence came as expected.
Zhao Guangli was stunned for a moment, then said:nbsp; You will be randomly assigned a patient to engage in a two-on-two battle.
Zhao Guangli feels that this festering mental hospital really treats the patients as toys. What is the meaning of this?
If Zhao Guangli¡¯s scope of action hadn¡¯t been limited to the Festering Mental Hospital, he would have really wanted to see where the danger came from.
What does the red moon called [Ancient God] represent in this crazy country.
Short break.
Zhao Guangli is sitting and thinking.
Someone seemed to be making excited sounds around them.
The possibility of this sound is also very simple.
¡°There should be ordinary patients who have been assigned to patients in the intensive care unit, so that they can hold their laps.¡±
Zhao Guangli¡¯s idea just now was simpler.
Patients, what do you want, patients?
"Just kill your teammates together. You don't feel at ease when you have a weird mental patient next to you."
But the mental hospital seems to have such a premonition, it should be because too many such things happened in the previous death battles.
It is forbidden to hurt teammates on the same team!
Violators will be eliminated and killed directly.
"Tsk."
Zhao Guangli was a little dissatisfied.
Under this kind of allocation, if two seriously ill patients are assigned together, they will be killed.
but¡¡
Zhao Guangli was not afraid.
My own strength is more than enough to deal with such a guy.
While still thinking about it, Zhao Guangli felt a trance in his mind.
That kind of trance feeling surges like a tide.
This feeling¡¡
It¡¯s the feeling of switching dreams!
Doesn¡¯t it mean that you can only enter a new dreamland after defeating the strongest creature, or ten years?
"Why is it happening at this time!"
Zhao Guangli put his hand between his eyebrows.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Instant.
Zhao Guangli felt that his body became heavier.
The sense of alienation from reality is getting weaker and weaker.
Zhao Guangli can no longer tell whether this is a dream or reality based on his own perception.
Fundamentally, it is impossible to judge.
"Dreamland, fourth floor!"
Zhao Guangli raised his head.
The scenery has not changed at all.
In the dream world, there is also no switching!
"It's still the mental hospital in Elland Mortal."
Zhao Guangli stood up.
At the same time, the door ahead opened.
A thin and sickly young man walked in.
He bit his fingers nervously, his body trembling.
"Youyouokay"
The man grinned.
Zhao Guangli looked at the man.
My double row teammate is actually this guy. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com