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Devil's Hospital: Chapter 8: The fickleness of the world (Second update)

really.

The 'introverted' Yuki lowered his eyes, and he knew that things were not that simple. After all, the reincarnation game was not just a story of rules. Finding the rules was important, but there was still a long way to go to utilize the rules.

Just like in the previous copy, he found a way to instantly spend a day and a night, but even without Li Dan's calculations, it would be difficult to break through the subway tunnel according to the time.

But Shiina Hiyori is very good. She discovered the problem before the old players.

He nodded in appreciation, not looking down on this soft girl. She was a 'strategist' with great intelligence and observation skills. Even when forced into a desperate situation, she had the courage to make up her mind.

"Decisive discovery, then clinging to our thighs, showing the value of existence, thus increasing the survival rate."

In the reincarnation game, the top students may not survive, but the brainless reckless people are definitely dead. So they might as well take out a bottle of Coke and drink while watching.

Can't take a photo...

Everyone was a little crazy, but on second thought, this proved that Shiina Hiwa's analysis was correct, otherwise why would the copy close this shortcut.

I am so lucky to meet a useful newcomer.

The tyrant twisted his neck. If he had known earlier, he would have been more friendly. Now it was too late to repair the relationship. He also knew what the criteria were for a talented newcomer in the reincarnation game.

Fighting champions are useless. Observation and IQ are the key. But this newcomer can't be forced by force. And Thomas actually used the precious storage space to store Coke? ?

"If you have any ideas, just say them. Don't waste everyone's time." The tyrant's voice softened a little. It turned out that he was treating people differently based on their situation.

"Once you find the pattern, you have to use it to your advantage, and the game will block simple methods." The girl muttered to herself, making a summary that made the old players look at her sideways. She raised her head, her purple eyes filled with confidence.

"Then we can only use the stupid method."

"What stupid method?"

"Memorize by rote. Let's spread out and each be responsible for an area. Write down the decorations and features in the area, and then go to each floor to compare." Hiyori took a few steps back and forth and said:

"According to clue three, only by going too far astray can the devil be attracted. The word 'going too far' is the key."

Everyone looked at the huge ward, hundreds of rooms, and nurses and patients coming and going, and their scalps went tingling.

There are only nine players left, how can they possibly remember them all?

"This is beyond the limits of human beings, right? Who among us has skills like super memory?" Sakurajima Mai rubbed her head. She had a good memory, but at most she could only remember the details of ten wards.

"That's right. It's impossible for humans to remember so much." Hiyori nodded slightly and took a step forward. "But we can use the process of elimination. There are 18 floor buttons in the elevator. Now we have eliminated 2. Subtract the starting floor, and the way out should be among the remaining 15."

This statement finally provided some confidence. It was indeed a stupid method, but it seemed feasible.

Clang.

Yuki placed the can of Coke on the nurse's table and also relaxed a little. Shiina Hiyori's analysis was similar to his, so finally he didn't have to be in the spotlight.

This is only the first floor. It's never a bad idea to make a fortune in silence. A talented newcomer may be even more credible than revealing the answer yourself.

"Don't litter." The tyrant picked up the empty can and threw it into the trash can, then said to the others, "Remember this, since we are going to compare, you cannot change anything on the starting floor."

Smart, the reference object cannot be changed, not even a little bit.

Yuki didn't mean to apologize and just turned and walked away.

"You guys do this, I'll go around the building."

Curly wanted to call him, but Hayasaka Ai stopped him. The two looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

Let this frantic player remember the details. Yuki is willing to do it, but they are still worried. This person's biggest role is fighting, at least he did a very good job just now.

So, let him be.

There is no setting that forbids walking alone, so there are no restrictions. Just when the tyrants were assigning tasks, Yuki had already gone to the ward. He seemed to be strolling around, but in fact his brain was working at full speed.

As the details are summarized, doubts emerge.

Demons are summoned by pain, anger and other resentments, and there is no end to them. They are more terrifying than the zombies under the red moon. At least the latter are monsters spawning in the ancient castle, and demons are pouring out from all around.

"Then I hid in the ward, and the room became my own, and no more demons came out. What's the principle behind this?"

Yuki repeatedly pondered over the clues that only he knew, and caught a glimpse of the electronic clock hanging above the corridor.

The flow of time was normal, the setting of the moon outside the window was also normal, and apart from the fact that the hospital was doing too much business late at night, there was nothing wrong.

Hua Hua Hua.

Hearing the sound of wheels rolling, Yuki instinctively moved aside and saw a cart passing by with two gray-haired old men lying on it crying.

He followed instinctively and watched the cart enter a ward.

There was a busy scene in the ward. The caregivers moved the young man to the bed, the nurses were busy inserting tubes and connecting to the monitor, and the doctor called the two elderly people aside.

"You are already in debt and you must pay it off before tomorrow morning, otherwise the hospital will stop treating you." The doctor put his hands in the pockets of his white coat, his face expressionless.

"Doctor, please give us two days' grace. We are already borrowing money. The child is still young and cannot die like this."

"This has nothing to do with me. The hospital is not a charity. If necessary, the medication should be stopped."

"Please, I really beg you." The old man knelt down with a thud, and his skinny black hands grasped the pure white clothes.

"Get up. I've seen a lot of people like you. Instead of begging me here, you'd better go and borrow money quickly." The doctor's attitude was very firm. He took a few steps back with contempt, looking at the two old men who kept kowtowing to him with a cold expression.

At this time, a nurse walked past Yuki and shouted into the ward, "Doctor Yamada, President Murashita in bed 17 said he is feeling a little unwell."

"Okay, I'll be right there!" The doctor's expression tensed up instantly, and he handed the young man's medical record to the intern next to him, "Choose a treatment plan for him at random. If the money hasn't been paid in the morning, remember to stop taking the medicine. If it's not paid within two days, throw it out."

After saying that, he trotted out of the ward.

.......

The world is full of different kinds of things and the world is fickle. Are there any doctors as realistic as these?

Yuki was watching silently at the door. To be honest, he had already ignored any plot in the copy, but he still felt aggrieved.

"Don't you think it's ironic?" Sakurajima Mai happened to come over. She was in charge of this memory. She walked to Yuuki and sighed softly:

"I think it's not as good as Red Moon City. Those zombies chased us so hard that it was hard to breathe, but at least we didn't feel so uncomfortable."

Red Moon City is a battle royale, and the seemingly normal police officers and citizens are actually absurd and can easily be classified as 'monsters'.

"It only proves that reality is more gripping than absurdity." Yuki shook his head. This made Mai's eyes widen slightly, and she found that this guy's words were quite philosophical.

Is reality more compelling than fantasy? Absolutely.

Along the way, she saw enough life and death, separation, and all kinds of human life.

There are those who stand by and don't call the doctor after the infusion is finished, just waiting for their parents to die quickly so that they can divide the inheritance; there are also those who have splitting headaches and keep banging their heads against the wall; and there are also those who make doctors nervous even if a rich person has a concussion, but the poor people only let interns take care of their children's heads that are almost broken.

"Oh no, I was so absorbed by these tragedies that I forgot a lot of things." Mai looked away reluctantly at the two old men crying and snorted, "You are just watching the show and leaving all the troubles to us."

"I don't want to watch this kind of drama. How about Shiina Hiyori?" Yuki withdrew his gaze and went to the next ward.

"Very smart, with a very good memory and keen observation skills, much like you."

"Senior, you are so straightforward in praising me? You don't have any thoughts about me, do you?"

"Bah, I'm just telling the truth." Mai followed him, as if in a place filled with negative emotions, only by arguing with this idiot would she feel better.

"Although they are very similar, there is still something missing between Hiyori and you."

"what?"

"Well... you have the brain to discover patterns, but you don't have the vision to see through them."

Yuki paused for a moment and slowly smiled under his mask. It turned out that the senior knew him very well.

He glanced at the woman in the ward who was tied to the bed with restraints and making hoarse sounds like a zombie.

"The demons must have been summoned by their resentment. No wonder no new demons emerged after I entered the ward. The patient in that ward was replaced by me, and I don't have such strong resentment."

Sakurajima Mai of course knew the second clue, and was also stunned when she heard it: "So? According to what Hiyori said, we can leave the ninth floor by finding the difference. What's the use of this clue?"

"That leaves the eighth floor."

"nonsense."

"Then you can think more about the issue of time and efficiency, and then what measures will the veteran players take in this situation."

"Everyone agreed."

"That's because every veteran player needs their own space. Senior, find an opportunity to activate the feature and monitor them."

The Tyrant was already calling for assembly, and Yuuki walked towards the hallway after saying that, leaving the senior blinking in place.

He doesn't seem to be optimistic about the solution that Hiyori found?

It took the players an hour to carefully check the entire ninth floor and then gathered in the lobby again. Everyone had a grim expression on their face.

Humans are not plants. While observing the details, they also go deeper into the copy and are inevitably disturbed by negative emotions.

"He's the only one who seems fine and doesn't feel at home." The tyrant glanced at Yuuki who was drinking Coke after cutting a slit in his mask.

"Now that everyone is here, let's go. Be careful this time. If you are not sure, turn back immediately and continue forward after confirmation!"

The elevator door opened and all the players walked in. Yuki was still standing at the door, and his eyes narrowed slightly the moment the elevator door closed.

Okay, it’s not an illusion.

Devil's Hospital: Chapter 4: Everyone Shows Their Magical Powers (K)

Setting off again, regardless of whether they found the problem or not, all players entered the elevator together and left together.

No one is a fool. Everyone can see that there is only one elevator and no one can be left behind in the team.

If someone goes astray and plays dirty tricks by hiding in the elevator and refusing to press the door-opening button, then wouldn't the rest of the people be blocked outside the elevator and have no way to survive?

So the tips didn’t say that you weren’t allowed to go it alone, but when it came to the walkthrough, every player was watching each other.

Ding, ding, ding.

The sound of the elevator door opening and closing continued, and players kept going up and down, and then they found that Shiina Hiwa's analysis was correct.

Use the corridor that caused the previous anomaly as the boundary. If you find any difference between the floor and the starting point, retreat immediately. If you can't remember, go back together to confirm that no anomaly has occurred.

They repeated this process over and over again and eliminated most of the abnormal floors. Apart from sore feet and a swollen head, there was no danger along the way. However, unlike the newcomers who had happy expressions on their faces, the expressions of the old players became more and more solemn.

They have already noticed something is wrong.

Ding.

When the elevator door opened, the crowd dispersed immediately and checked the planned area on their own. After practicing it a dozen times, they were quite familiar with the route.

"Area A is fine."

"There's nothing unusual in Area C, but the pattern on this vase doesn't look the same as before."

"Stop talking nonsense and take a closer look. Do you want to kill us?"

"Uh, it should be, no, there must be no problem. Now we can move forward."

"I remember there were supposed to be three fire sprinklers here, why are there four?"

"Write it down and include it in the list of suspicious locations. You two can cross-check it."

Yuki did not participate in this tedious work. He just watched coldly with a big sword in his hand. The rising sun outside the building shone on his body, but he could not feel any warmth.

The method was correct, but the efficiency was too low. It took four or five hours, and everyone was exhausted, but we finally finished searching most of the floors.

He glanced at Shiina Hiyori, who was holding a notebook and writing with dark circles under her eyes, but he did not mean to blame her.

It's been done very well, and you can tell something is wrong by looking at the expression.

Yuki leaned back against the wall, and then felt something in his palm, as if it was handed to him by a ghost.

Senior sister, you finished the investigation so quickly?

He casually picked up the patient's information on the nurse's desk next to him, used it to cover the paper, and a look of interest appeared in his eyes.

[The tyrant is trying to get closer to Jack while the comparison is going on, as if they are plotting something.]

[When Curly returned to the starting point just now, he quietly went to the doctor's office and I saw him talking to the doctor.]

[Hayasaka tried to hack into the camera and located the signal source below the third floor. She speculated that the area below was not the ward.]