The setting sun turned the sky red, and there was an eerie stream of blood spreading.

After the surgery hall completed the operation of all 624 patients with Banyan disease with a success rate of 82%, the medical staff who had been fighting for three days were given a holiday. And Gu Jun, Wang Ruoxiang and other interns can also go back to the dormitory to rest.

It was the first time they had walked out of the surgical building in three days, and everyone was tired like dogs, but the past few days since they started studying medicine have shaped them better than in previous years.

Cai Zixuan had already cooked a pot of beautiful and fragrant porridge with green vegetables and minced meat in the dormitory, and comforted their mouths and stomachs. After eating the porridge, the tired crowd dispersed, and they didn't want to talk more about the experience of the past few days for the time being.

Gu Jun went to take a shower, returned to his bedroom and lay down on the bed, also wanting to sleep first.

It's just that as soon as he closed his eyes, the scenes of the past few days came to mind.

The old woman's death, the little boy's death, the strange twisted limbs, the abrupt and winding veins, the skin with black liquid flowing......

"Whew." Gu Jun opened his eyes and looked at the pale ceiling, the hollow was sometimes a rare beauty.

"If you've been in the Tianji Bureau for a long time, won't you really go crazy?"

He muttered that he had grown up much faster here than in a medical school or a regular hospital, but the challenges he had accepted were not the same thing.

Even though he feels that he has some experience, there are many ups and downs in life, and now he is determined and clear-headed. But he just can't control the influence on his heart, and there are imperceptible changes in his subconscious, but they must be changing.

Now he understands what Brother Qiang said, the more people have inherent cognition, the heavier the shackles in their hearts.

Looking at the ceiling and being quiet for a while, Gu Juncai gathered his energy to take care of the affairs of the system.

Twenty surgeries in three days have been successful and failed, and the cultivation of Tairan's hand has become the second heaviest 20,000/30,000, and the familiarity has increased by a total of 13,000, and his surgical contribution is getting higher and higher, but the proficiency is like this, it starts to rise fast, and it becomes more and more difficult to rise later.

There is still 10,000 proficiency left to move up to the third level, and if you continue to live like this, it won't take long.

After seeing the calm hand, Gu Jun opened the list of surgical careers again, pulled it, and turned it off, these are all valuable surgical experiences, but he doesn't want to review them now.

He opened the task list again, and in the past three days, he has completed an ordinary task except for the hidden task, and the reward has not been received.

At that moment, Gu Jun pulled the quilt over himself and took the box of "human anti-inflammatory drugs" first, which was similar to tumor targeted drugs, nothing special, and it was packaged in aluminum foil, but there were 10 capsules in a row, there was no instructions, and the different texts on the medicine box could not be understood. He put this box of medicine in his pocket first and carried it close to him.

Then his mind turned to the hidden mission:

"There is a quest reward waiting to be claimed: 1 blurry and dilapidated photo, click to claim your reward"

Gu Jun nodded with thoughts, and suddenly a fierce and chaotic light and shadow surged into his mind from nowhere, although he had been mentally prepared, but this intensity was unprecedented, so he had to hold down his head with both hands that was about to explode, and let out a muffled cry of pain.

At the same time, just above his sea of knowledge, the light and shadow gradually condensed and became a photograph-like thing.

"Ah......" Gu Jun endured the pain and needed to ease down for a while, this was the reward that consumed the most energy when he received it.

Before he could click on it, he could see from a distance that it was a black-and-white photograph, the paper was yellow, a little mottled and blurry, and the edges were a little torn, and it looked very old. In the photo, there are dozens of people sitting or standing in four or five rows, all facing the camera, this is a group photo.

The clothes they were wearing looked like the long horsecoats of the Republic of China style of those in the illusion of sacrificing the banyan tree......

Is this a photo of the organization at Lyson Corporation? What age? Who are they?

Gu Jun looked at the dozens of people with blurred faces, and a nervousness came up, will there be parents in the group photo?

He paid attention to the background of the photograph again, it seemed to be in front of a huge tree on the coast, the sea was very gray, the tree was intertwined, and the branches of each tree were twisted and deformed...... Banyan again.

After pausing for a while, his thoughts finally clicked, and he opened and enlarged the black and white photo.

Gu Jun glanced at it, and suddenly a thunderbolt exploded in his heart, and his wide eyes were blank.

The dozens of people in the photo, whether they are tall or short, strong or thin, old or young, all have the same face, the face of the withered man.

Although their faces were slightly different, they were only in different states under the same set of facial features, they were all very withered, their cheeks were drooping, and some of them were so thin that even their eye sockets were sunken in, like skeletons. But they're all one face!

"......" Gu Jun looked at this photo deeply, this situation was not any of his previous assumptions.

Why is this happening? Is this a computer photo? No, he had an indescribable manic feeling that told him it wasn't......

Mask? That's not a mask. Surgery? Another thought popped up in his mind: "Have these people all had facial plastic surgery and made themselves like this?" He looked at it but didn't feel like it, these faces were very coordinated, and the weirdness revealed was only cold, not deformed.

Why? He looked at them, and felt that these dozens of people were also looking at him, and he counted, fifty-two.

Gu Jun recognized the man in red in the illusion of sacrificing the banyan tree, and the proportions of his facial features were exactly the same; And the other fifty-one people may be the black-clothed men kneeling around the banyan tree.

To put it this way...... The "usher" man was not the man in red, nor was he any of the people in the photo, but another person.

Gu Jun pondered, and the words that the "usher" said with a strange grin came to his mind: "I'm an insignificant person, easy to deal with, a person you can see." Not like the ones you can't see. Now that I think about it, there is smugness and mockery in the man's tone......

Because even if he saw it, he couldn't recognize who was who.

Then he remembered that he had seen this man many times over the years, and those withered men in his hazy memories were really the same person?

"Laisheng Company, Laisheng ......" Gu Jun muttered a few times, "What is the meaning of this name?" ”

He had thought about it many times, but he couldn't figure it out. Rai is a plant that was eaten by the poor in ancient times. That's what the dictionary says.

But now that he has seen this photo, Gu Jun has an idea that has gradually become clear, "What if 'Laisheng' is just a borrowed sound?" Is it actually an 'afterlife'? ”

This life, the next life, the next life...... That man's life is the embodiment of them one by one.

All people are the same person, just as the banyan tree will merge all people and beings into one life.

"Afterlife?" Gu Jun suddenly muttered this name, and the mania in his heart became more and more intense, and there seemed to be something churning in the depths of his subconscious.

In the afterlife, these people seek strength from the sea and call out the unknown from the banyan tree...... What are they after? Eternal life?

Gu Jun felt that he was a lonely boat on the vast sea, trying to find the shore, and finally saw a little light from the lighthouse in the distance, he seemed to have found the direction and sailed over, but only sailed into a fog that could not see the edge.

He looked at this photo for a long time, a long time, before turning it off, and there was still a determination in his eyes.

"I have to find a way to trigger the illusion of this photo, what the truth is, I have to find out."

Gu Jun thought about it, so he resolutely closed his eyes and fell asleep, and he could take care of his spirit in order to deal with this unknown everything. He adjusted his breathing, let go of distractions, and tried to get himself to sleep...... There was silence in the bedroom, and I don't know how long it took, but he seemed to have fallen into a dream, and it seemed to ......

He heard a whisper of mystery, incomprehensible, high and low...... He seemed to be walking on a muddy road towards a large banyan tree......

The whisper grew louder and louder, resounding through the heavens and the earth, and then he could suddenly understand it.

"I am the son of doom, and thou knowest thou art unclean, and thou art foolishness, and thou art lowly......