Doomsday survival game? I became a boss by picking up trash

Chapter 297

Song Yu's plan to attack the mental hospital's stronghold was simple and brutal.

Just do it and that's it.

The mental hospital is very large, but there are only a few buildings for special wards.

"Your Majesty, what are we supposed to do now? Go in and kill them?!"

The mental patients in the chaotic prison ward excitedly asked Song Yu.

These people came voluntarily with Song Yu, and they were all very cooperative, treating Song Yu as their leader.

They would do whatever Song Yu said without question.

Of course, this is based on the premise that Song Yu attacked the mental hospital.

"I don't care whether the staff live or die, but I want all the patients to live."

Song Yu turned around, raised his hand, and moved his index finger, indicating that they could attack now.

"Boss, the doors to the special wards are very difficult to break down; they're military-level."

A player who had experienced the last attack on the special ward leaned closer to Song Yu and whispered.

After the apocalypse, the buildings here underwent various distortions, becoming even more difficult to destroy.

Last time, they used quite a few props to break open the building's main entrance.

As soon as the door was opened, all sorts of spirits swarmed out.

Many of the mentally ill people who attacked with them turned their guns on them, demonstrating what it means to turn your back on someone.

"Don't underestimate these mentally ill people."

Song Yu raised her chin, gesturing for them to look in that direction.

Upon receiving Song Yu's order, the mentally ill in the chaotic prison ward rushed forward faster than the next, uttering strange cries and displaying madness and cruelty on their faces.

They enjoy killing.

The mentally ill patients in the chaotic wards are an important part of this mental hospital.

It is also one of Xiong Yuanfeng's trump cards.

The mental illnesses in the chaotic prison wards are quite unique.

They weren't involved in the last rebellion.

Because Bei Yuan and her team simply couldn't control these mentally ill people.

Only someone of Song Yu's caliber could have such ability.

Just as Song Yu said, the players turned to look and saw the mentally ill people howling as they rushed toward the building, hacking and even biting—a truly spectacular sight.

Under their attack, the building's seemingly indestructible iron gate actually began to break down!
The players stared wide-eyed. Was this still the building they had been unable to conquer for so long?
Song Yu looked around; there must still be emotional monsters in this mental hospital.

For example, the one selling tickets.

But for some reason, the other emotion monsters have never appeared.

"What happened to the big boss?"

One player, observing Song Yu's expression, spoke cautiously.

Song Yu did not answer, but a large number of mechanical worm-borne viruses suddenly erupted from behind her!
Countless mechanical viruses mingled in the land and sky. Song Yu closed his eyes and sensed them through the heart of the land.

Everything else may be fake, but this land is real.

A continuous stream of energy and a constant flow of information were transmitted to Song Yu through the earth. In an instant, Song Yu learned about all the bloody events that had occurred on this land.

Those cruel histories.

When Song Yu opened her eyes again, she looked at the players behind her.

Do you have a sword?

"Something a bit more upscale."

Song Yu asked.

"Yes, yes, yes, boss, do you think I did okay this time?"

The player quickly handed over his sword, but it wasn't quite enough for Song Yu.

"If I don't have a sword, will a bow and arrow work?"

Another player handed over the item; it was a one-time use item.

She had never been willing to use it.

Song Yu took it, glanced at it, and chose the bow and arrow.

"This is to make it up to you."

She tossed a row of attribute-boosting potions to the player, nocked an arrow, drew her bow, and aimed at the sky!
The bow and arrow are of the fire attribute. Song Yu transferred the vigorous fire element energy into the item, and the scorching aura made the players unable to help but retreat and dodge.

In everyone's eyes, Song Yu is now a miniature sun!

The most dazzling thing was the arrow in her hand!
"Is this still my prop?"

The player who provided the bows and arrows couldn't help but exclaim.

Under Song Yu's pressure, an eye suddenly appeared in the gray clouds.

That enormous eye looked down from the sky, scrutinizing and monitoring all of humanity in the city, instilling immense fear in everyone!

The people in the mental hospital couldn't help but shudder, and even the players avoided eye contact.

Only Song Yu stared directly at it.

"found it."

Song Yu curled her lips into a smile. The first director of the mental hospital.

After the apocalypse, this heinous criminal was resurrected and once again took control of the hospital.

Mental illness has always been a very complex discipline. In the early days of the Old Capital Hospital, all the medical staff here knew very little about mental illness.

These people have a foolish and naively cruel curiosity about treating mental illness.

Living with mentally ill people for extended periods, and having terrifying control over them, corrupts these staff members.

Without hesitation, Song Yu released his bow, and the arrow flew swiftly towards his eyes in the sky!

An invisible barrier rippled out, halting the arrow's advance!
Their eyes were brimming with confidence, and they even turned around and used their power to intimidate Song Yu!

Unfortunately, it overlooked the fact that Song Yu also had a mechanical worm-like virus.

Even though Xiong Yuanfeng had repeatedly reminded it.

The insects swiftly gnawed a hole in the barrier, creating an opening. The arrow, carrying terrifying energy, exploded, shattering the barrier and piercing the eyeball!

The middle-aged man's agonizing screams echoed through the hospital, and the bow and arrow in Song Yu's hand vanished in a flash of light.

Eyeballs burst open, and blood mist rained down slowly from the sky.

"Eh?"

The blood mist landed on the people, and the players looked up in surprise.

Why does the exploding eyeball and its blood mist enhance their attributes?
Not only these players, but the blood mist nourished all the living beings and spirits in this hospital.

His strength originally came from the suffering of his patients.

This is normal.

"It's done."

Song Yu stretched, finding the problem easier to solve than he had imagined.

"Is this the end?"

The players stared at Song Yu in shock. Was killing an eyeball all it took to end the game?

Don't we need to kill the big boss or anything?
"correct."

Song Yu nodded.

Of course, things are not that simple.

Song Yu was able to kill Xiong Yuanfeng's fierce general so quickly and easily, partly due to his cooperation with the national team.

Although these players were unaware of it.

The players that Song Yu sent out were very efficient; they contacted Chu Lang and Tang Hong almost immediately after they left.

The national team was also very efficient, capturing the leader first and directly taking control of Xiong Yuanfeng before sending people to the old capital.

The people sent by the national team are currently outside the old capital.

Through the earth, Song Yu felt it.

That's why Song Yu acted so decisively.

The director of the mental hospital is dead. The real boss, Xiong Yuanfeng, is far away in Marriott City. The hospital has enemies both inside and outside, and it's only a matter of time before it's breached.

However, as long as Xiong Yuanfeng, the culprit, lives, it's only a matter of time before the mental hospital recovers.

It won't really disappear.

Just like that dean.

Song Yu killed him, but that was only once.

"So, now we..."

The players looked at each other, wondering what they should do next.

escape?

It seems there's no way to escape.

fighting?

It seems like there's no chance of winning.

That building too...

"Look!"

With gasps of surprise, the players turned around to find the seemingly sturdy building crumbling!

It's thanks to the mechanical worm-derived virus.

The building's exterior was breached, revealing the interior and allowing players to see the panicked staff.

Especially psychiatrists and nurses.

They are the most ruthless people when it comes to tormenting the mentally ill.

Anyone with a conscience wouldn't last long at the old capital hospital.

The basement was also dug out by the mechanical virus.

Bei Yuan and the others were locked in the basement, where they were in a very miserable state.

But he's not dead yet. As long as he's alive, nothing is a problem.

That's how it is for Song Yu, but I don't know if it's the same for Bei Yuan and the others.

"Can you still move?"

Song Yu jumped from the ground floor to the basement, squatted down, and asked Bei Yuan.

Beside him was a doctor, controlled by the virus, writhing like a maggot.

act like a buffoon.

Without the protection of the hospital, these people are nothing but bedbugs.

Bei Yuan opened her eyes in a daze, and she seemed to hear Song Yu's voice.

"It's not my imagination, it's me."

Song Yu spoke again.

"..."

Bei Yuan did not answer, but simply closed her eyes again.

I started hallucinating again.

What kind of script will it be this time?

These women have been so tormented by the hospital that they can no longer distinguish between reality and illusion.

Song Yu sighed, picked up Bei Yuan, and leaped into the air, her figure immediately appearing on the ground.

The remaining players also rescued the other members of the national team.

They definitely have to prioritize rescuing the players, and then the patients.

It's not that we discriminate against ordinary people; after all, there are degrees of closeness and distance.

"Song Yu!"

A familiar voice came from afar. Song Yu looked up and saw Chu Lang.

He actually led the team himself.

Song Yu thought those few would hold out for Marriott City.

"Their psychological damage is severe; they can no longer distinguish between reality and illusion."

Song Yu handed the player over to the national team player and said to Chu Lang.

This matter is difficult to resolve, as Song Yu knew.

Illusion and reality—those people in the mental hospital must have used this trick many times.

Give them a glimmer of hope, then shatter it, repeating this process until they break down mentally.

That's something Xiong Yuanfeng would do.

Who knows, this guy might even be able to impersonate a system.

That's really terrible.

Unfortunately, they couldn't kill Xiong Yuanfeng.

Xiong Yuanfeng is now the property of Yongjin Mother Nest. Given her value, Yongjin Mother Nest would never allow her to die.

"She should have anticipated this a long time ago."

Chu Lang suddenly said.

Xiong Yuanfeng is really smart; he probably prepared for today's situation long ago.

With such a large creditor as Yongjin Mother Nest, who can kill her?

No matter how terrible what she did.

Capital will protect her fiercely.

Chu Lang was very frustrated.

Since the apocalypse, everything he has done seems to be wrong.

"Song Yu, what should we do?"

He couldn't help but ask Song Yu a question.

He just wanted to protect all of humanity, even though he also possessed great power.

But why is it that he and they can never do it?

Song Yu smiled politely; she had already given Chu Lang the answer to the question.

why?
It's not strong enough.

To put it bluntly, if she had a few more grandmothers, she wouldn't be able to protect them either.

The weak have no voice.

Very realistic.

Song Yu did not answer; she had no intention of becoming Chu Lang's confidante.

Chu Lang knew the answer to the question perfectly well; he just wanted someone to confide in.

During this period, he, Tang Hong, and the others were under a lot of pressure.

However, Song Yu glanced at Bei Yuan and the others as they were being led away, and sighed almost imperceptibly in her heart.

She should probably change her answer.

Even if the national team doesn't interfere in the affairs of ordinary people, there are too many scumbag players.

If the national team doesn't intervene, even more ordinary people will likely die.

Song Yu is now unsure whether the national team should intervene or not.

Her initial answer was too presumptuous.

That's incredibly arrogant.

"Let's start from the heart."

She remained silent for a long time before speaking.

You'll regret whatever you do, so choose the option that you'll regret the least.

"gone."

Song Yu patted Chu Lang on the shoulder.

She's going back to Marriott City.

She still wasn't entirely at ease with the AI.

After all, this guy has a criminal record, and who knows, he might have been turned by the national team while she was away.

She and the national team generally have no ill intentions towards each other.

But human nature is complex.

Who knows.

That Cheng Xue from last time, wasn't she a bit interesting?

Song Yu left the mess to the national team and then walked away.

On the way back to Marriott City, Song Yu kept thinking about a question.

The BOSS-level emotional monsters have already been assigned their bound persons in the Old Capital. Is it possible that the bound persons for other BOSSes have also been assigned?

Judging from Xiong Yuanfeng's actions, her integration with the old capital hospital was a very natural and simple process.

Are other boss monsters with emotional states also like this?
So she...

Song Yu kept a straight face. If that was the case, then she was certain that the person bound to the emotional monster in Bai Tu City was definitely not her.

Perhaps it's Xiao Hei, or perhaps it's Grandma.

Or it could be someone else, but it definitely wasn't her.

This discovery angered Song Yu.

Why is that dead dragon looking down on her?
She didn't have any problem with her grandmother, Xiao Hei, but her feelings were quite subtle.

Song Yu was targeting the dragon itself.

She was the one who hatched that dragon.

Dead dragon!

Song Yu returned to her house in Marriott City in a huff and ignored everyone.

As soon as I got back to my room, I sat down in front of the computer in my bedroom and started playing games.

She needs to vent her emotions.

Since she wasn't the one bound to the monster in Bai Tu City, she was even more determined to take over Wan Hao City.

Otherwise, everyone else will have a bound boss while she won't, which would be so embarrassing.

Song Yu decided to transform into a ruthless capitalist starting today, following in Xin Jia's footsteps.

"This guy doesn't seem to be bound to a BOSS either?"

Song Yu suddenly thought of something.

Xiong Yuanfeng had the old capital, and Sang Ning had the southern city.

They could be considered sisters in misfortune, right?

Song Yu decided to go find Xin Jia for a drink and to scold Xiong Yuanfeng and Sang Ning, those two traitors.

She definitely didn't want to find out if Xin Jia had also betrayed the organization that was with her.

Really.

"Song Yu, you're back?"

Song Yu, who had just bought beer, drinks and snacks from a vending machine downstairs, bumped into Cheng Xue.

The ordinary members of the national team who had their eyes on the AI.

"Is something wrong?"

Wearing shorts, a tank top, and slippers, with her hair tied in a bun, Song Yu opened a soda, took a sip, and squinted her eyes as she asked.

Cheng Xue, on the other hand, was dressed very meticulously.

Shirt, trousers, and leather shoes.

His attire was completely different from Song Yu's.

This also destined the two to walk different paths.