Even though he knew that there was fear behind the door, Zhang Ye still pushed open the white door, aimed at the figure reflected on the wall and approached step by step.

As Zhang Ye approached, the figure disappeared after a flash of light, Zhang Ye just snorted and continued to move forward, just walking in the corridor on the first floor of the hospital again, but he did not encounter those tentacles again.

Although this allowed Zhang Ye to come to the staircase leading to the second floor smoothly, it gave him a bad premonition, because it meant that the runaway Alaisa was about to have a "new game" again.

Zhang Ye stepped on the steps with further vigilance, and then advanced towards the second floor of the hospital where there was a faint roar.

The second floor of the hospital is the ward area, and through a messy corridor, you can see that this hospital was still an aristocratic hospital, and all the supporting facilities and decorations were of the highest standard in the 17th century.

But now those are tantamount to garbage, compared to guns, ammunition or all kinds of medicines, and even more so for Zhang Ye, but they are an obstacle to his progress.

But he had his own way, and he used his mental power to clear all the large "barricades" that stood in his way, so that he could search the owner of the low roar that could still be heard before the search of the wards.

But in front of Zhang Ye, there were only charred corpses on the hospital beds, pierced through their bodies and hung up by iron chains, and they were placed in various strange postures, which was not only an insult and torture to them, but also a message to Zhang Ye.

Because those people are posed in a way that is like a radical of a word, if Zhang Ye combines them in the correct order, a complete sentence can be obtained.

"It'...... At...... Abyss...... Waiting for you ......"

"No...... Fear...... The truth...... Coming ......"

A large number of charred corpses composed these two sentences, and only in this way can they be understood and understood.

It?

Fear?

The truth......

Zhang Ye frowned and thought about it, but he quickly put it behind him for the time being, because the low roar from before appeared again.

It was in another ward next to Zhang Ye, and the sound of chains dragging and colliding on the ground sounded at the same time.

Is it?

With the doubt in his heart, Zhang Ye walked to the ward and pushed open the door slightly, observing the ward through the crack in the door, but he couldn't see anything, everything in the ward was unknown to him, even if he used telekinesis to perceive.

The premonition ability from the T virus also reminded Zhang Ye at all times that the crisis was coming rapidly with the opening of the ward door.

Zhang Ye ignored the sense of crisis, he took a step back and kicked the door open!

The muzzle of the assault gun pointed directly at the black shadow that appeared faintly in the door, and Zhang Ye pulled the trigger one after another without hesitation!

Bang bang......

In the sound of gunshots that exploded one after another, Zhang Ye's shotgun bullet with nearly half a magazine hit the black shadow's body!

The shadow screamed and vanished, and the room was once again illuminated by a dark orange glow, from behind large exhaust fans, hot and unsettling.

Zhang Ye thoroughly explored every corner of the ward, but this time he failed to get useful clues.

However, some of the thick wrist-thick lines on the wall, which were different from stationary tentacles, as if soaked in black slime, caught his attention.

He stepped forward to take a closer look, and saw that the lines were squirming as regularly as if they were breathing, as if they were transporting some kind of liquid or something.

He pressed his hand to the pipe and tried to inject telekinesis into it, allowing him to extend his perception along the pipeline.

However, what the fourth kind of apocalyptic realm king did to him made it impossible for him to perceive the end of the pipeline, but even so, he still sensed a familiar "existence".

The corners of his mouth lifted in delight as he rushed out of the room and made his way to where she was, even as the hallway grew darker and darker until there was no light.

His path was stopped by a group of nurses, who were silent in a dark hallway, their British-style nurses' uniforms covered in blood and cracked all over the place, just like in the movies.

Zhang Ye slowly raised the universal assault snatch, and turned the firing mode to a grenade, and there was no sound in the process, so the nurses were still motionless, which was exactly what he wanted to see.

He abruptly turned on the light on the gun, and then pulled the trigger as the nurses moved!

A grenade hit them in the center with a deafening roar and a blast of light! They were easily blown to pieces like fragile paper dolls!

Zhang Ye walked past the smoky and scorched corpse pile, and walked along the corridor where the lights gradually brightened towards the intensive care ward at the end.

There, it was the place where Zhang Ye sensed her, but the bad feeling appeared again, growing wildly with every step he took fell.

In his frustration, he couldn't tell whether it was from worry or the perception given by the T-virus.

He didn't care anymore, because the answer was behind the white door that was sealed by chains.

His left hand reached for the chains in front of him, and the translucent telekinesis converged on his fingertips to form "claws", allowing him to crush the seemingly solid chains.

The iron chain clanged when it landed, and Zhang Ye subconsciously took a deep breath and pushed open the white door to the unknown.

The white door was slowly pushed open with an unpleasant creaking, and the first thing that appeared in the ward was not Zhang Ye, but the muzzle of the universal assault gun, and Zhang Ye changed the firing mode to a scatter bullet to deal with any monsters that suddenly appeared.

But the room was calm and even deadly silent, and it was pitch black, and there was no light source for Zhang Ye, who walked into the ward, to see the scene in the room.

However, just as he took another step down, the dazzling white light suddenly lit up, making Zhang Ye subconsciously block the light with his hand, and the fingers that had always been on the trigger were also ready to exert force.

When his eyes adjusted to the light, Zhang Ye saw a neat hospital room, pots of unnamed flowers bringing life to the miserable white room, and a snowflake TV adding to the treacherousness.

There was only one hospital bed in the room, and Wang Ling was lying on it at this time, her eyes were covered by blindfolds, she had a respirator on her mouth and more than a dozen infusion tubes on her body, injecting some kind of black liquid into her pale body.

Zhang Ye put down the assault gun and approached the hospital bed, Wang Ling didn't seem to notice that there was anyone in the house, or......

Zhang Ye didn't even know if she was sane or not.

"Wang Ling, can you hear me?" Zhang Ye said as she tried to take off her blindfold.

Wang Ling didn't respond, and after Zhang Ye took off her blindfold, he found that her eyes looked like they were burned, and she couldn't open them at all.

The heart is like a knife, this is how Zhang Ye feels now, he called her name again and again, but she didn't respond like a vegetative person.

Zhang Ye didn't know what to do for a while, he looked around with his mouth slightly open as if he was distracted, he wanted to sit on the edge of the bed but stood up, he wanted to touch Wang Ling and withdrew his hand.

His face was extremely pale, he didn't dare to imagine what happened to Wang Ling, he hoped that everything was just his own thoughts.

He finally sat down on the edge of the bed, his head hanging and not knowing what he was trying to write.

The slender arm slowly raised, and the slender fingers rested on Zhang Ye's wrist and held it.

Feeling the cold touch from his wrist, Zhang Ye turned his head with wide eyes, and a smile bloomed on his face, because he saw Wang Ling's lips open and close, as if he was saying something, and the hand that grabbed him was also hers.

Zhang Ye gently removed her respirator and pressed her ear close to her lips.

"Another sunny ...... You want...... Pull out...... Unplug the power ...... End the Nightmare......"

Wang Ling's words were intermittent, and her tone was extremely weak.

Zhang Ye didn't have time to respond, because Alesa appeared in front of him again.

After she looked at Wang Ling on the hospital bed, she looked at Zhang Ye and pointed to the door of the ward, as if signaling Zhang Ye to leave here.

Choice, Zhang Ye must choose, whether to unplug the power or get up and leave.

It was a very simple decision, and it was effortless to implement, but Zhang Ye felt extremely difficult.

He didn't have any clues, he didn't know which choice was the right one, he didn't even know if this time was the same as before, it was just Alaisa who was creating fear for himself.

He finally made a decision, he opened his "source eyes" and looked at Wang Ling's body, he found that Wang Ling did not have any damage in her body, her body was very healthy, except that the black liquid was constantly weakening her vitality.

Zhang Ye somewhat understood what was going on, and he used the power of the "Source Eye" to change the black liquid in her body into a repair liquid little by little, and also made its color like a wood vitality, turning into a vibrant emerald green.

Alaisa suddenly screamed and disappeared without a trace, her cry was so sudden that Zhang Ye was startled.

However, he didn't plan to stop, Wang Ling's face gradually recovered and his body temperature gradually rose to encourage him, even if he couldn't bear it and had more and more unbearable headaches.

Zhang Ye's consciousness became more and more blurred, and his vision was the same, and he finally ripped off all the infusion tubes with a satisfied smile and poured them on Wang Ling's side, because the pollution in her body that constantly weakened her vitality was all transformed by Zhang Ye into a repair liquid that restored and even strengthened her vitality.

Zhang Ye didn't know how long he had been asleep, but he felt someone touch his face in a daze, and then he fell asleep again.

I don't know how long later, he opened his eyes and saw Wang Ling sitting on a chair next to the hospital bed, looking intently at the lit screen of his mobile phone.

"You're awake." Wang Ling said with a smile.

Zhang Ye got up in surprise and looked at her, he said, "I can keep my sanity here and see you smiling...... It's weird......"

This is almost Zhang Ye's habit, as long as Wang Ling smiles, he will definitely ridicule.

Wang Ling didn't fight back, she put away her phone and asked with a smile: "Did you see the letter I gave you?" ”

"Except for the last part." Zhang Ye said as he checked the universal assault gun.

"If so, no wonder ......" (To be continued.) )