21:14, evening.

Wind Chime took three pills for the fifth time and walked into the safe passage under the surprised gaze of the cleaner.

Seeing the figure of the wind chime disappear at the other end of the door, he rubbed his eyes vigorously and took out his mobile phone to confirm the time.

21：15。

Time is passing normally, which means that he is not stuck in the "time loop" that was popular on the Internet before, it is purely that this little girl has to go down the safe passage every quarter of an hour.

As the wind chimes went downstairs, the words in their mouths vibrate, "Stop on the third floor, and then go down to the fifth floor in one breath......"

Once again, her attempt failed.

She didn't fall into the horror of the "polluted corridor", and when she pushed the door open, the security guard in the corridor glared at her with the same surprised eyes as the cleaner.

Wind Chimes also stared at the security guard for a long time.

The clothes on the body are intact, the skin on the face has no signs of contamination and corrosion, and there are many patients waiting for registration in the hall on the first floor, and some people simply lie on the benches in the waiting area and fall asleep.

This is not a "benevolent and righteous hospital".

In fact, the Hospital of Mercy does not exist in this world at all, neither the search engine nor the locals have been able to find out any stories about this hospital, and even the small website only vaguely mentions that it is a hospital that exists in the void, and you may enter it from any corner of the hospital.

There is a lot of contamination in the hospital, and the "adventurers" are still working to investigate the source of the contamination.

"This young lady ......"

After seeing the wind chimes for the fifth time, the security guard had to step forward.

Wind Chime's behavior seemed suspicious to him, as if he was stepping on a point, and he also carried a weapon with him.

"What are you doing here?"

"It's okay, I'll just walk around."

Wind Chimes gradually lost her patience, and the way "Big Carrot Head" told her didn't work at all, she double-checked the details and repeated them five times in exactly the same way, but now she still came to the first floor of the hospital, and was treated as a suspicious person by the security guards.

Before leaving, she was well prepared, bringing her own stickers, pens, water, and nutritional injections that could last for three days, and she was ready to fight for a long time at Renci Hospital.

But she is a persistent person.

If it doesn't work five times, it's ten times, and if it doesn't work ten times, it's twenty times.

Repeat until tomorrow and come back in the afternoon.

In the future, this prosthetic hospital will be her territory, and if she is not sent into the void, then no one will want to enter it!

……

"Why is this little girl so shafted?"

Witnessing this, Medell had a puzzled expression, the average person usually gives up after three repetitions to no avail, and Wind Chime has already started her sixth exploration journey after getting rid of the security guards, "She's already swallowed 18 pills!" ”

The pills prescribed by the nurse to the "big radish head" are painkillers, and a normal person who swallows so many pills in one go is estimated to have been sent to the emergency department for gastric lavage.

Wind chimes are the object of her long-term research, but this contact has left Maydell at a loss.

The other party is a real six-star candidate, if there is a conflict, she is very likely to be cut, although the physical damage will not be fatal to her, but it will greatly affect the image of the Lord of Pollution, she is now in the initial stage, but she can't be defeated before she has absorbed many "believers".

"Remember our strategy."

Song Lan's voice came from the headset, and in order to avoid being discovered by the consciousness body living in the wind chime knife again, he had to stay in the common room of the garbage dump and observe the movements in the hospital through the monitoring equipment that Dr. Shiratake hacked into.

"Got it."

……

For the sixth time, the wind chimes returned to the first floor of the prosthetic hospital according to the method provided by the "big carrot head".

The security guard was even more nervous by her behavior, and his hands that had nowhere to put them were on the gun for a while, and then they hung down again, as if they had already treated her like a cyber maniac.

Just as he was deciding whether to contact the law enforcers, "Cybermaniac" showed a surprised expression.

He drew his gun almost without thinking, even though he knew how pale the security guards' weapons were in the face of a true "cybermaniac".

The muzzle of the gun was aimed at the wind chime, and it was already winter, but sweat kept coming out of the palm of his hand holding the gun.

"Y-What do you want to do?"

"It's foggy!"

He saw "Cybermaniac" pointing at his ankle and was so excited that he unconsciously raised his voice.

The security guard looked down to see that the mist had crept over his ankles at some point, and the visibility outside the door was getting lower and lower, and in less than a month, the 17th arrondissement had ushered in several foggy days, a weather that had been said to be rare in decades.

Some believe that the fog has something to do with the Void, but there is no strong evidence of this.

The security guards immediately closed the doors of the prosthetic hospital.

Not long ago, all prosthetic hospitals received a reminder from law enforcement agencies that in order to ensure the safety of patients and staff, doors and windows should be closed and no going out should be allowed on foggy days.

Wind Chime's face was full of joy, and she remembered seeing on the website that there was some connection between the foggy day and the Void's activity.

And just as she was stunned, a white figure passed by her.

The figure flickered like a ghost, burrowing into the safe passage behind her.

Can......

The safe passage is that the door is closed and there is no sign of being opened.

For some reason, the fleeting figure made her feel familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before.

The wind chimes tried to catch up and find out, but the guardian spirit resisted like never before, and instead of slowly leaving warning words on the walls or glass, it directly sealed the entrance to the stairwell with ice.

A thin layer of ice covered the entrance to the safe passage, trying to prevent her from entering the world behind the door.

"It's important to me."

Once again, the wind chimes defied the guardian spirit's warning.

Thin Ice ultimately failed to stop her.

Pushing open the door, the fog has taken over the stairwell, obscuring the path to the upper floor.

The wind chime didn't hesitate, and she followed the white shadow's footsteps all the way up, until something strong suddenly appeared in her heart, reassuring her that something was waiting for her on the other side of the door.

Mercy Prosthetic Hospital.

It was a polluted and monster-infested death zone, and Wind Chimes was mentally prepared for a hallway of contamination, blood, carrion, and stench that awaited her at the other end of the door, but she knew that it would lead her to an answer.

With this in mind, the wind chime pressed the scabbard against the door.

However, the next moment, she was stunned.

The scene behind the door was completely different from what she had imagined.

There were no monsters, and no traces of contamination could be found, and the hallway led to a room with the door hidden.

Wind Chimes watched the white figure disappear through the hidden door, realizing something.

She's been here.

……

When?

And under what circumstances?

It looked like a hospital room, but she didn't have any memories of the hospital in her memory.

She never got sick, at least not after the age of ten.

The wind chimes quickened their pace.

When I walked into the ward, there were already a lot of people inside, they were brightly dressed, gathered around a hospital bed, and everyone's faces were moldy, but they were all a little familiar.

The white shadow figure stood in the middle of the crowd, looking intently at the man lying on the hospital bed.

"Polychoric psionic syndrome".

Almost at the same time, an unfamiliar word popped into her head.

"Hey, you!"

Suddenly, she heard the doctor's stern reprimand, "Who put you in?" ”

She seemed to be dragged back to reality, and she looked at the doctor with a confused face.

It was indeed a ward, but the figures of the Mohu Lake had vanished.

The medical staff scrutinized her sternly, and on the hospital bed lay a patient she had never seen before.

"If you don't go out, I'll call the security guards!"