After hearing this, He Zhinian hurriedly dragged Xia Lingge behind him, and Xia Lingge tilted his head and asked, "How to deal with it?" ”

"We'll take you to the eighteenth floor, shoot tranquilizers to calm you down, and be obedient." When Nurse Xiaomei No. 2 said this, her black and white pupils dilated to the maximum, and her eyes like dead fish stared at them tightly.

He Zhinian couldn't help swallowing his saliva, his right hand was clasped by Xia Lingge, as long as he found that something was wrong, he would drag the girl and run desperately, but Xia Lingge was much looser, she pondered and shook her head: "Forget it, let's do this first." ”

If someone finds out that she smashed the lounge, I don't know how much she will have to pay.

Nurse Xiaomei No. 2 lowered her eyelids as if she was a little regretful, stared at the delicious 'patient' in front of her and licked her lips silently, then raised her standard grin, and stretched out her hand politely and gently: "Both, please come with me." ”

She took them to a 'brain correction center'.

Xia Lingge: "......"

"Please come in."

Nurse Xiaomei No. 2 became excited again, she stretched out her fingertips and pressed the electronic code on the wall a few times, her head shook and then rotated 180 degrees, and her black and white pupils stared at Xia Lingge: "Peeking is a shameful behavior." ”

"Nope." Xia Lingge silently dodged her long tongue, "It's not me peeking, it's your password that crashed into my eyes unreasonably." ”

Nurse Xiaomei No. 2: "......"

The door opened with a whirl, and an eerie cold wind rushed towards the door. He Zhinian shuddered unconsciously, and Xia Lingge also frowned.

As soon as I stepped in, the door behind me slammed shut, and the lamp above my head also opened with a bang, the light yellow light was bright but illuminated no more than three meters, and the floor under my feet was white and flowery, and a line of red and dazzling characters suddenly appeared on the opposite wall.

[Welcome to the Third Hospital's brain correction treatment.] 】

[We will peel off your skull, dig into your cognition, and fill his/her blank brain to achieve the most perfect fit.] 】

[Perform a brain assessment below.] 】

Xia Lingge and He Zhinian each appeared in front of a wooden table and chair for the exam.

[Three questions, please write the answer according to the first feeling (warm reminder: only the same answer ≥1, the cerebral cortex can be successfully matched, otherwise the hospital will treat it as garbage)]

Xia Lingge quietly looked at these lines, the so-called brain correction, to put it bluntly, isn't it just to transmit one person's memory to another person for comprehensive brainwashing?

No wonder He Zhinian said that he had found a way to make her believe him.

"Little Lingzi, have you found out?"

He Zhinian's voice next to him suddenly became serious, Xia Lingge turned his head to look at it, and saw that he pointed to the wall with a serious expression, and said word by word: "A good wall has a font for no reason, and it is still red, this!" It's a horror game standard! ”

The red font is transformed.

[Please take back your index finger and be polite to the wall, thank you.] 】

He Zhinian: "??? ”

Xia Lingge: "......"

What exactly was she expecting?

She walked to the wooden chair on the right side and sat down, He Zhinian walked to the wooden chair on the left side step by step with his index finger, and sat down.

The red letters on the walls began to change.

[Question 1: 1+1=?]

Xia Lingge: "??? ”

He Zhinian: "??? ”

？？？

He Zhinian twitched his originally nervous eyebrows, raised the tip of his pen and pointed to the red letters on the white wall, turned his head and asked Xia Lingge, "Is the IQ of this world of this grade?" ”

Xia Lingge, who lives in this world: "...... Maybe it's a bit of a both. ”

He Zhinian: "??? ”

What does it mean?

But whether it is difficult or easy, the questions raised must be answered.

Xia Lingge and He Zhinian picked up the fountain pen placed on the wooden table and wrote the answer on the white paper in front of them, the moment the answer was formed disappeared in an instant, and a big '×' was formed on the wall in front of them.

[The answers are not the same, please answer the next question carefully.] 】

[Question 2: Two tigers, two tigers, running fast, running fast, one without eyes, one without a tail, it's weird, it's weird.

Excuse me, what type of song is this? 】

Xia Lingge and He Zhinian looked at the second question that had been recompiled, and silently turned their heads to look at each other: "What did you just write?" ”

Isn't there only one answer to 1+1???

He Zhinian opened his mouth and wanted to say something more, but his right hand suddenly stabbed uncontrollably towards the back of his left hand, he dodged very quickly, looking at the tip of the pen that was inserted straight into the table, and unconsciously broke out in a cold sweat.

At the same time, loud snoring sounds, came from the darkness surrounding them.

It is forbidden to touch each other, this is a warning.

Xia Lingge glanced at the darkness that surrounded them, and continued to turn the pen on his fingertips, the question was not very difficult, and the answer was unique, but there were two results...... Why?

Looking sideways at He Zhinian, who was still scratching her ears and cheeks, her eyes suddenly flashed, although the two of them experienced the same thing, but in He Zhinian's impression, this was just a treacherous horror game, but in her memory, it was a world where she had lived for nineteen years.

Maybe this world is really illusory as he said, but this does not prevent her from knowing and understanding at this moment, which is completely different from his.

She looked up again at the title, 'Two tigers, two tigers, running fast, running fast, one without eyes and one without a tail, so strange, so strange. This is actually a very simple horror children's song,

It tells the story of the most brave king in the mountains, but some kind of creature gouged out his eyes, bit off his tail, and had no way to run away desperately. No one knows how the tiger lost its eyes and tail, or why it would rather endure the pain of a severed limb than flee.

What kind of existence will such a horror ballad be in the world that He Zhinian knows?

Won't it ...... It's a nursery rhyme, right?

Xia Lingge knocked on the table like a self-deprecating one, but still wrote the word 'nursery rhyme' on a blank piece of paper.

The font disappears in an instant.

[The answers are not the same, please answer the next question carefully.] 】

[Question 3: Is the world you live in as real and credible as you know?] 】

The words on the walls grew redder and bigger, and the snoring that hid in the darkness became more and more impatient and eager.

Xia Lingge remembered that before starting the test, he said on the wall that if he answered all three questions incorrectly, they would be treated as garbage, and he didn't know what to do with it, but ......

She glanced at He Zhinian, who was a little at a loss,

Obviously, the answer to this question doesn't matter anymore.