I am a reincarnation player.

"Probably. Just take it for now. It will come in handy somewhere." Yuki spread his hands.

He has been extracting characteristics on time, and now there is a conceptual gift hanging in the spare column, named "Do you have any serious illness?"

I don't even know what this thing is supposed to be used for. It's just adding a debuff to yourself, right?

At this time, the boy who was rolling around with his head in his hands also returned to normal. He lay on the ground gasping for breath, took out a pill from his arms and put it into his mouth. After swallowing it, the bulging eyes finally recovered a little.

"Mr. Thomas, Ms. Hiyori, I'm really sorry for what happened just now. I feel like I'm going to get sick so I'm leaving now. Luckily I have some medicine with me."

His clothes were soaked with sweat, and his whole body was shaking with every word he spoke, which made Hiyori look sympathetic, but she didn't dare to give him the Chaos Item she had just obtained.

This is probably the most unlucky player. I don’t know how he is still alive.

Yuki regained his cold gaze, not caring about his explanation, and simply asked, "What is your characteristic?"

The boy hesitated for a moment, and without opening the player panel, he lowered his head and replied, "It's called Pain Transfer. After turning it on, it will copy one of my negative states to others."

Oh, the combat characteristics are consistent with his performance.

Yuuki turned around and saw Hiyori nod slightly, knowing that the boy was telling the truth, but he didn't force him to unfold the panel.

Unless the player wants to, other people won't be able to see the panel, and the boy doesn't look like he can withstand torture.

Yuki turned his attention back to the copy and glanced at the closed door behind him.

After resting for several minutes, the other two teams did not enter. They either went to the opposite side or used other methods to leave the ninth floor.

"Now that you have recovered, let's continue our strategy."

The three of them stood up and walked quickly across the corridor to the front of the ward. Like the ninth floor, there was a nurse's station and a lobby with an elevator.

The nurses were busy, patients and their families were walking around, and all kinds of noisy sounds came into my ears.

Yuki opened the elevator and took a look. It was exactly the same as before, except that the eighteen buttons for the '9th floor' had become sixteen buttons for the '8th floor'. He frowned.

Is the number of floor buttons decreasing?

Subtracting the starting floor, finding a way out among the remaining 15 floors is a workload that the three of them cannot accomplish in a short period of time.

9-17

8-15

7-13

6-11

......

2-3

1-1

"According to this formula, I can just go to the first floor and leave. Is it that simple?"

Yuki didn't quite understand, he just kept it in mind and looked at the time again.

It's nine o'clock in the morning, and there are 39 hours left.

"We must find other strategies and be on guard against the hidden arrows from the other two teams, especially the tyrant, who has no one to follow."

Yuki rubbed his frowning brows and waved his hand, saying, "Zhang Qing, you take a rest for a while, and Hiyori, you come with me to walk around."

"Thank you, Mr. Thomas." The boy felt relieved and found a bench to lie down.

Yuki glanced at him, then looked at Shiina Hiyori who was also tired.

It would be strange if an ordinary person didn’t feel sleepy after staying up all night.

"Hold on a little longer."

"It's okay, I can still hold on." The girl forced a smile and followed Yuki to explore the ward.

Because of the similar structure, the two people who had been to the ninth floor more than a dozen times were familiar with the place. They scanned every ward without missing any details, and took the elevator to try it again, and found that the conventional method was still effective.

The abnormal staircase still existed, but neither of them had the idea of ​​repeating the same old trick. Even if their observation and memory were better than those of ordinary people, it would be a waste of time to identify the problem on 16 floors.

So half an hour later they returned to the lobby on the eighth floor, looked at each other, and basically sorted out their thoughts.

"The process of elimination is useless, at least not now. According to the rule, the number of buttons is reduced by two on each floor, and it is not worth using until the sixth floor." Shiina Hiyori stroked the long hair on the side of her ear, feeling depressed about the lack of unity among players.

According to this decreasing rule, there is actually a chance to complete the dungeon using conventional methods, because the lower the floor, the less time it takes.

"Don't regret it. No one has the patience to wait for this pattern." Yuki didn't like regrets and pretended to be casual. "There's more than one way to conquer it. We can just keep looking. Any good ideas?"

The girl said nothing, but glanced at the noisy ward and the medical staff coming and going.

They were very busy, but the wailing in the ward never stopped for a moment, and it was even more chaotic than on the ninth floor. The "angels in white" seemed to be accustomed to this atmosphere and just did their tasks mechanically.

Replace the fluids, take away the medicines, collect the fees...

Hiyori's eyes lit up, "Mr. Yuuki, I remember we entered the hospital as patients."

"Yeah, they can see us, but they ignore players except in their respective wards." Yuki nodded. Of course he remembered that a nurse even asked him to take medicine at the beginning.

Thinking of this, his expression changed slightly, and he recalled what the senior had reported to him. The curly-haired girl seemed to have some ability, and entered the doctor's office to obtain a key clue to a solo flight.

Then the second thing is, there is also a ward number 37 on this floor, and on the patient card, there is a capital 'L'.

"This is a completely different strategy than the conventional method. The reference must remain unchanged for comparison. Adding the dungeon plot will inevitably change everything."

The two equally smart people looked at each other and found their ideas. Yuki even raised his eyebrows.

That conceptual costume seems to have found its use?

Chapter 15 Dean Fuchuan (First Update)

With a solution in mind, Yuki returned to Ward 37 for treatment, which allowed him to collect clues and recover his strength at the same time.

Coincidentally, his team is full of "old, weak, sick and disabled". Let alone Zhang Qing, Shiina Hiyori can also use the side effects of "comfort drugs", and Yuki is even simpler.

The doctor came to check on him just now, and he immediately activated the concept costume, which scared the doctor on the spot, and he quickly called an expert consultation.

"I didn't expect that the concept costume could be used in this way. There are no useless skills. It just depends on whether it fits the current situation."

Yuki rubbed his cheeks. This really was a test of timing and intelligence. He lay on the hospital bed and began to connect the clues.

First of all, the player does enter the dungeon as a patient, and the characters in the dungeon will also communicate with the player, but only about their condition.

Secondly, when you are wandering around outside, the dungeon quest will ignore you, as if the ward is another space, and only the triggering conditions can advance the plot.

Finally, these people have no medical ethics. Not only do they prescribe medicine at random, but they also require full medical fees before they are willing to treat the patient.

No wonder tip 4 has to be divided into two parts. Most people only notice the first half which prohibits deliberate destruction of the hospital, but do not understand what the treatment funds mean.

[Tip 4: Please do not intentionally destroy the hospital building and harm patients and medical staff. Players have 18 hours of treatment funds.]

"Sure enough, every word is very valuable. From the very beginning, it hinted at another path."

Yuki glanced at the pills in the trash can. He wasn't stupid and of course he wouldn't take them. Moreover, as a medical student, he happened to be able to recognize the effects of these pills.

There are medicines for supplementing vitamins, improving immunity, and protein supplements, but they have nothing to do with the "tumor ward". Moreover, some medicines may make the condition of tumor patients worse and cause cancer cells to spread faster when taken.

It's such a large hospital, but it's just a shoddy one that doesn't even have any medical knowledge. Isn't this just murder and robbery?

Wait a minute, murder for money.

Yuki narrowed his eyes, thinking of the boy who had been in a car accident before. Not only was he frantically demanding payment, but he also let an intern be held responsible for the severe brain injury. This was simply against common sense.

The patients are in pain and their families are sad, so won’t the resentment and pain become more and more intense?

"And those demons were attracted by resentment..."

Yuki sat up straighter all of a sudden, realizing a blind spot, a blind spot that would be overlooked if one was not involved in the plot.

If the player follows the strategy of Hiyori, there will be no need to interact with patients and doctors at all. Yuki is just doing it out of habit and likes to collect information.

Coupled with the illusion I saw in the elevator, it’s really terrifying to think about it. Could it be that the Demon Hospital is fundamentally different from the Bloodthirsty Red Moon?

There is no plot in Under the Red Moon, only endless hunting. The challenge comes from the gift of the Red Moon, which may eventually produce the first generation of Impure World Reincarnation.

But the Demon Hospital seems to be different. The staff of this hospital are like Red Moon, increasing the difficulty of the copy, and they cannot attack them intentionally.

There is a problem, then how to solve it?

dong dong.

Yuki turned his head and looked at the door of the ward. A short figure was standing there. She had pink hair, was skinny, and her face was full of signs of being tortured by illness.

This is the little girl in the room next to his. After entering the ward, the plot is triggered. The patients will visit each other, and Yuki is also happy to collect more information.

"Xiao Qianna, are you hungry again?" Yuki waved with a smile and pulled a banana from the fruit basket next to him.

"Thank you, brother." The girl came in excitedly, took the banana, sat on the chair next to her and gently swung her legs.

There is almost no flesh on her pale calves, and her big eyes are full of innocence. I guess she must have been a very cute little girl when she was healthy.

"Brother, do you think I can get better? I really want to go to the amusement park with mom again."

The voice was clear, but it made Yuuki look away. He had no way of answering this question, so he could only repeat it in his mind:

This is fake, it's a copy setting. The girl will never get better and can only die in the hospital, and then the next patient will take over, and the cycle will continue.

But why is everything so real and so infuriating?

Yuki glanced at the pills in the trash can and gave a forced smile: "You are so sensible, you will definitely be able to do it."

"But the doctor said that I have used up all the money for treatment, so I can't be hospitalized tomorrow." Qiannai wrinkled her nose and said in a daze: "Mom and Dad are crying, I don't like to see them crying, so I came to hide here."

"Come anytime, I'm welcome." Yuki clutched the bed sheet.

"Thank you, I knew you were the best!" The girl cheered, turned her shriveled head gently, ran to the door barefoot, and hugged the girl's waist.

"Sister, you're here to visit too."

Shiina Hiyori was standing at the door, his body stiffened for a moment, then he reached out and stroked the girl's sparse hair: "Well, after waking up, take a walk around."

These patients are so real that even using [reality reading] I can't find any trace of acting.

Xiao Qianna has leukemia, and Grandma Hyuga has bone cancer...

After a few hours of contact, I felt that every person was so real, suffering from illness yet full of hope.

Yuki sat on the bed, looking at the girl listening to Hiyori's story with her eyes wide open. He glanced at the time and found that he had been on the eighth floor for six hours, but surprisingly he was not in a hurry at all.

Although the floors were changed, the player was seamlessly inserted into the hospital environment like an old patient.

dong dong.

About ten minutes later, there was a knock on the door and a haggard middle-aged woman stood at the door.

"Mom!" The girl ran over immediately, but after running a few steps she turned back and bowed politely, "Thank you for telling me a story, brother L, see you tonight."

"I've told you many times, don't cause trouble for others." The middle-aged woman also bowed, and Yuki waved his hand to show that he didn't care.

He looked at the thin figure going away and suddenly opened his mouth: "Qinai, I hope you get better soon."

The girl didn't know why her brother's expression was so solemn, but she still smiled sweetly and waved her hand: "Okay, let's work hard together."

After she left, silence returned to Ward 37. A few hours was negligible in the lives of Yuki and Shiina Hiyori, but it was also very impressive.

After witnessing the terrifying and cunning demons, one feels completely disconnected when interacting with normal people, even if their original intention was to extract information.

"Mr. Yuki, are we doing something wrong?" Hiyori looked at the direction the girl left. She was very observant and was more deeply affected.

"Now you know why the Tyrants didn't join the plot and would rather find other ways." Yuki sneered and said to himself: "Players are also human beings. The best way to avoid being affected by the dungeon is to stay away from them. So don't think too much and just treat them as illusions."

The reincarnation game is absurd after all. For example, under the red moon, if he showed mercy to those police officers, he would be the one to die.

Hiyori leaned against the bed, remained silent for a long time, and replied softly: "Just like the novels I usually like to read, even if the plot is made up, it is still touching."

Yuki's expression froze, he glanced at the girl who was as gentle as a cloud, and nodded slowly.

After spending several hours experiencing the plot of this dungeon, the feedback was anger, but he didn't know whether this anger was good or bad, and he was determined to avoid being involved in these causes and effects as much as possible.

"Tell me about your findings, what you have gained in the past few hours."

Shiina Hiyori's [Reality Reading] has a short activation time, but also a short cooldown time. She can collect a large amount of intelligence in various areas and then analyze it.

"First, when I went to the doctor's office to inquire about my condition, I heard that they would change shifts from 8:00 to 9:00 in the morning. It would still be the same elevator, but I would have to use my employee card."

Yuki suddenly remembered the surveillance report of his senior and guessed that Curly should have used this route.

"It's one o'clock in the afternoon now. We can't wait until eight o'clock tomorrow morning to take action. Let's talk about the next one."

"Second, the hospital sends the bodies to the morgue at midnight every night. Logically, the morgue should be on the bottom floor of the hospital."