Seeing Qiao Dule eating "scallion roasted pork ribs", Su Hong spoke in a low voice.

"Listen, you are now in an abnormal space, all the patients around you are actually monsters, and these foods are also rotten flesh and blood, I am an official agency personnel who came to investigate, named Su Hong."

Qiao Du stopped eating, he tilted his head, looked at the "food" on his plate, and then motioned for Su Hong to continue.

"It's a special psychiatric hospital, only a few people can notice, walk in, and once you are caught by it, the people inside will be constantly contaminated, and eventually become the monsters around us."

Su Hong saw that Qiao Duan was willing to listen to him, so he explained the situation in as simple language as possible.

"Pollution?"

Qiao Du asked curiously.

"Yes, in official terms, we usually use the concept of 'depth' to describe the degree of contamination of objective entities – that is, actual humans, animals, objects, and the like."

Su Hong explained in a voice that no one around her could hear.

"The deeper the depth, the more polluted it becomes, and humans lose their minds, become less and less human, and eventually become monsters."

"Depth."

Jo Twilight repeated the word, as if thinking.

"Ordinary human beings are like foam floating on the surface of the sea, the depth is zero, they can't see, they can't touch, they can't feel these strange things."

Su Hong saw that Qiao Du seemed to gradually accept what she said, so she continued to speak.

"But with the waves of the waves, many people will sink into it, and once the depth increases, they will be discovered, affected, and dragged into an even deeper abyss by the monsters under the surface of the sea."

"Drag."

Qiao Du caught another keyword.

"Yes, all these anomalies, these monsters, are all in a certain depth, such as this [madhouse], its own depth is about two hundred, it can only interfere with objective entities between one hundred and two hundred, if you are only fifty deep, then you can't see it, you can't feel its existence."

Su Hong took a breath of decaying and withered air and continued.

"But if you sink to the depths where it can interfere, then, once it finds that it can interfere with you, it will recklessly pollute you, erode you, and make you alienate into monsters like it, so as to alleviate its own pollution, so don't let them find out that you can notice them, or they will become these monsters!"

He admonished earnestly.

Seeing that Su Hong's narration was over, Qiao Duan tapped the table with her finger and was silent for a moment before speaking.

"Severe paranoia, victimization paranoia, schizophrenia, has formed a complete and self-consistent worldview system, delusional behavior has been projected into reality, with slight self-harm, masochistic tendencies, long-term observation is recommended."

“？”

A question mark appeared on Su Hong's head.

"Brother, your condition seems to be very serious, I know it's difficult, but people must always learn to accept reality."

Qiao Du repeated solemnly.

“......”

Su Hong suddenly had an urge to throw Qiao Du on the spot to feed those monsters.

I've really been moldy for eight lifetimes, and I finally met this cub on a mission.

He didn't eat a bite of what was on his plate, and was going to pour it into the bucket of swill later.

These foods, one bite is pollution!

"You don't eat? Don't have an appetite? ”

Qiao Du stared at the "scallion roasted pork ribs" on Su Hong's plate and swallowed his saliva.

"I don't eat this, you'd better not eat it, this thing is poisonous."

Su Hong tried to dissuade Qiao Dui, but the other party had already eaten all the "scallion steaks" on the plate, and was still eyeing Su Hong's plate.

"Then give me yours to eat, it's a shame to waste!"

Qiao Duan didn't let Su Hong stop her, so she picked up the "scallion roast steak" on Su Hong's plate and took a big bite of it.

"You...... Never mind. ”

Su Hong's eyes rolled and he carefully observed Qiao Dulai, and he saw that this mentally ill person had eaten his "scallion steak" cleanly, and even licked the sauce on the plate.

"How does it feel?"

Su Hong observed Qiao Du and asked.

"Hiccup—"

Twilight burps in reply.

"Where are you going next?"

After cleaning up the dinner plate, Su Hong asked while continuing to stare at Qiao Dui.

Qiao Du was a little weak-hearted, and felt that Su Hong's eyes were a little wrong when he looked at him, but he gave himself his big chops again, not like a bad guy.

He was a little afraid that if this neuropathy had some extreme behavior, he would harm himself at that time, but after thinking about it, it would be even worse if Su Hong hurt others, Qiao Dui was in good health and his physical strength was not bad, but he was suitable to be a hostage.

"Go to the reading room and read a book."

So, Qiao Du proposed, hoping to use books to knock on Su Hong's sleeping heart.

"Let's go."

Su Hong followed Qiao Du into the hospital building.

It's eerie, bloody, and twisted, and ordinary people lose their minds and fall into madness even if they look at it.

But Qiao Twilight skillfully shuttled through the stairwells as if she had returned home, and soon came to the reading room.

Su Hong glanced at the books on the shelves.

They are all tattered and mottled old books, if Su Hong's prediction is not wrong, then these books must also carry pollution, and reading them at will will only make you fall deeper into the abyss.

He retracted his gaze and found that Qiao Du had picked up a book and read it with relish.

With just one glance, Su Hong felt that the words on the cover of the book came to life, flying in the air like a fly, trying to burrow into his skin.

He immediately looked elsewhere.

The goosebumps calmed down, and Su Hong quickly found a spot.

That is, Qiao Du is not affected.

Whether it was the books full of foul language that I was reading now, or the pieces of meat crawling with maggots, or even the dry and smelly air, all the things that could pollute human beings seemed to have lost their effect on Qiao Dui.

A somewhat outrageous idea took shape in Su Hong's brain.

Is there a possibility, that is, that the depth of Qiao Dui's current is zero?

The world in his eyes, everything is as beautiful as ever, the wind and the sun are beautiful, the patient is the patient, the doctor is the doctor, the hospital is the hospital?

Thinking of this, Su Hong immediately understood everything.

He looked around, the reading room was empty, and it was just the two of them.

Su Hong came to Qiao Dui's side and spoke mysteriously.

"Do you have a vision of text similar to the mission system in the game?"

Hearing Su Hong's words, Qiao Du stopped turning the pages of the book.

Seeing this, Su Hong felt that he had guessed correctly, and he hurriedly continued.

"These texts usually give you a quest with a variety of goals, am I right?"

Qiao Du put down the book completely, and he looked at Su Hong suspiciously.

"So you're not sick."

“？”

Su Hong didn't know how Qiao Dui's imagination jumped to this level, but he knew that Qiao Dui estimated that nine times out of ten she was the same person as herself.

"Sure enough, you're also the Chosen One."

"The Chosen One?"

Qiao Du frowned slightly.

"The power behind those words, we call it the Chosen Game, this is our only hope struggling in the abyss, when you become the Chosen One, people may gain a special supernatural power, you should also have some different powers."

Su Hong explained simply.

"Maybe it's this power that allows you to stay sane here and not be polluted."

He didn't go into details.

More formally, pollution is the only way to fight it.

Su Hong thought that the reason why Qiao Dui was able to maintain his sanity in this [Madhouse] may be because the power he gained when he became the Chosen One may even exceed the depth of pollution here, which is why the [Madhouse] has not disappeared for a long time, because it is estimated that Qiao Dui's mission is involved here.

And according to the current official observation records, the priority of the Chosen game mission is quite high, and it can even suppress the anomaly to a certain extent!

A Chosen One like Qiao Du who can maintain his sanity is very rare and must be fought for.

Su Hong suddenly felt as if she was not so unlucky again.

"You know, I'm not sick, it's not a conjecture."

He hurriedly added, for fear that Qiao Du would give him another diagnostic report.

Qiao Du was silent for a moment before finally speaking.

"I believe in you."

"Will you trust me?"

Su Hong was a little confused.

Just now, he said so much seriously, Qiao Du thought that he was a psychopath, and now, Qiao Du believed in himself without thinking, what was this person thinking?

"Yes, I can see the words you said, which means that you have seen similar words, because I am not mentally ill, so by analogy, you are not mentally ill."

Qiao Du said seriously.

“...... Thank you for your understanding. ”

Su Hong began to wonder if Qiao Du was really still sensible.

"No thanks."

Qiao Du smiled brightly.

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