The Nineteenth Chapter: Pick Up the Phone!

Outside the hall, darkness enveloped the entire glass door, while the lights inside were on. The reflections of the guests on the glass door overlapped with the garden outside, creating an eerie effect.

When Yu Xing woke up from his seat, he vaguely heard a few strange murmurs. He looked around but did not see the person who was murmuring. However, he did see a short, charred, long-haired object that was still walking in the corridor next to the hall.

Soon, everyone gradually came to their senses. After calming down in the preparation area, everyone who had been tricked in the previous round had regained their composure. Han Yan, in particular, even took advantage of the fact that everyone's positions were quite far apart at the beginning to sit down next to Yu Xing in a friendly manner and thanked him, "Xing, thank you for speaking up for me in the last round. It was a pleasure chatting with you. Maybe we can work together this round?"

Yu Xing turned his head and saw the "perpetrator" badge on Han Yan's head, which was only visible to him, and remained silent for a moment.

The perpetrators in this round were him and Han Yan.

Moreover, Han Yan is Doctor this time. To be honest, if two Doctor are working together and it is stated that their tasks are similar, there will be almost no doubts.

Tsk, really...

That's great!

Now, although he and Han Yan can't directly kill each other, overall the fun has increased, hasn't it?

Yu Xing nodded with a smile, "If the mission happens to be close by later, we can go together, as long as you're not the perpetrator and don't kill me."

"Of course not," Han Yan assured him naturally. "I'm a really good person."

The Pearl Seller, dressed in a nurse's uniform, hummed softly beside them.

Yu Xing's heart skipped a beat, and she deliberately asked, "Wasn't the Pearl Seller brought by you? Why does she seem to dislike you?"

"You mean her... Sigh, it's my fault, really." Han Yan's expression calmed down a bit, as if he was thinking of something unpleasant. "Her sister entrusted her to me before she died, asking me to take care of her. But she resents me for not being able to save her sister, so she's always harbored some resentment towards me."

He only explained a few words, touching on the point and leaving the rest to the audience's imagination. Immediately afterwards, the sound of wheels rumbling approached from behind.

Yu Xing's first thought was that the person with the leg disability had come over in a wheelchair. After seeing Ren Yi's Doctor's uniform, Shafuri's nurse's uniform, and the Dark Thief's nurse's uniform, he had a premonition that the patients he had been gloating over in the preparation room were probably almost all his own people.

Sure enough, Zhao Mou's teasing voice came from behind. "What are you chatting about so happily, Doctor? Don't you care about your good friend's condition?"

Yu Xing turned around and couldn't help but let out a sneer.

Zhao Mou was wearing a loose-fitting hospital gown, half of his body buried in a wheelchair. Even so, he looked quite well, and his bespectacled face remained as composed and shrewd as ever.

To the right of the wheelchair lay an exquisitely crafted cane, carved with a seated silver fox; it was hard to say whose aesthetic sense it was.

Right behind Zhao Mou, Zhao Yijiu, still wearing a hospital gown, stood behind him with a gloomy expression, acting as his assistant pushing the wheelchair.

It turns out that Zhao Mou was the unfortunate guy with the leg disability.

What illness might "Brother Jiu" have?

Yu Xing stared at her for a while, only to be met with a glare from Zhao Yijiu that seemed to ask, "What are you looking at?"

Hmm, it seems it's not social anxiety.

Qu Xuanqing silently placed her hand on Yu Xing's shoulder and said softly, "It seems that, apart from you, none of us have had much luck in this round."

Han Yan looked startled and immediately moved several seats to the side. Yu Xing 'Qu Xuanqing head towards her, and suddenly, a large expanse of white skin under the collar of the hospital gown came into Yu Xing's view.

A long, slender neck, smooth collarbones, and further down... Yu Xing subconsciously helped Qu Xuanqing pull up her collar, saying worriedly, "Button up a couple more buttons, or don't bend over."

"Ha, you're still the same." Qu Xuanqing straightened up and buttoned his clothes, which drew a burst of indignation from the audience.

[What are you doing! What have you done?!]

[I haven't seen it yet, damn the live stream camera!]

Why did you remind her?

[Hahaha, this is hilarious! He's even more of a straight man than my boyfriend. Didn't he realize that Qu was doing this on purpose?]

Zhao Mou's expression was subtle, and Zhao Yijiu couldn't hold back any longer. He lowered his head and asked in Zhao Mou's ear, "Is this normal?"

"Which aspect are you referring to?" Zhao Mou responded softly, drawing a conclusion, "I think... Yu Xing has never been normal, in any way."

"..." seems to make a lot of sense.

Recalling Yu Xing's consistent style, Zhao Yijiu was unsure what kind of person Yu Xing really was. To be honest, from the first time he met Yu Xing, he always felt that Yu Xing was the kind of person who had been with many women.

After hearing the Research Institute's analysis of the relationship between Yu Xing and Qu Xuanqing from Zhao Mou, he had a strange feeling as if he had witnessed someone go into business. It seemed that "being forced by a big shot" was impossible for Yu Xing, but because it was Yu Xing, it seemed that anything was possible.

It's a bit strange, but not completely strange.

He was probably puzzled that someone as strong as Yu Xing would succumb to power.

Zhao Yijiu once had the urge to grab Yu Xing and beat her up.

Now...

Although the two appear to be very close, a closer look reveals that their relationship is not what it seems.

Zhao Yijiu was relieved.

Yu Xing felt the strange gazes directed at him by the two members of the Zhao family, and his forehead twitched.

These people gossip regardless of the occasion. And as expected of Brother Jiu, who was raised by Zhao Mou, even though he looks gloomy on the surface, he's still so lively inside.

The system didn't allow the guests to talk for long before it started ringing.

[The second round of the Yugi has officially begun]

[Yugi Mode: Screaming Night]

[Yugi Mode Description: In the darkness, you'll never know how many eerie and malevolent spirits lurk within this hospital. Ghostly figures lurk in the elevators, in your collar, and behind you. Come, amidst the rampant killing intent, savor the terror emanating from the supernatural!]

The dean's voice came over the loudspeaker again, but unlike the previous time, this time his voice was noticeably trembling. "It's very late. What are you all doing in the lobby? Go back and do what you're supposed to do, get some rest, and be careful... be careful not to catch a cold at night."

His last sentence certainly wasn't "catching a cold at night," but the dean seemed to have some consideration in mind, so he didn't say it more directly.

The words had barely left his lips when a piercing buzz came from the loudspeaker, abruptly stopping the dean's voice. A few seconds later, he urgently said, "Go back now! Leave the hall!"

This is kicking people out.

In this mode, everyone has the opportunity to encounter the Dean, who, like them, is constantly threatened by ghosts.

The difference is that they are only disturbed, while the dean will die from the attacks of the ghosts.

The previous researchers hadn't noticed any difference between whether the dean lived or died, because the process always continued.

It wasn't until the Research Institute compiled an analysis that the director survived in the darkness mode, and in the twilight, the director had a certain way of being briefly lucid.

If the guest dies, then the boss they encounter in Dusk Mode will be a massive, extremely difficult boss to defeat.

After the analysis report was released, the guests on the show assumed they would protect the dean. In reality, they didn't gain much, but they firmly believed that this was the key to unlocking the secrets of the dean's office.

Given this premise, many people feel sorry for the hospital director, believing he was probably murdered one night, which led to the creation of the Fear Hospital.

This claim persisted for a long time, until...

Ren Yi once wrote a few paragraphs in a research report.

"The Night Mode's Fear Hospital is not only active with players, but also with many ghosts. However, the Fear Hospital itself is actually a building that houses a murder Yugi, and no extra people should be present inside, as they might influence the guests' choices."

"If the dean were a human, he wouldn't be subject to the rules of the murder Yugi. He could be protected or killed by anyone, which would disrupt the rule that only the perpetrator can kill, contradicting the system."

"Therefore, the dean couldn't be a human being, nor could he have been killed in the dark of night."

In other words, Ren Yi, who had studied the Fear Hospital for a long time following in his master's footsteps, believed that the original director was not actually killed, and the killings in the night mode were just the director's fantasy.

Perhaps out of fear, they fantasized about being killed, or perhaps out of guilt, they deliberately created these ghosts to kill themselves in a masochistic way.

But as time passed and his soul grew weary, the dean gradually forgot his original idea. He was completely trapped in this little world he had created, living in fear and despair every night and dusk.

Yu Xing stood up. As the perpetrator, he didn't need to tell the truth when talking about his mission. He had to go back to his office first and kill someone along the way. However, when confessing, he could easily create a time gap and lie that his mission was on another floor.

His office was on the third floor, but he wasn't in a hurry this time, so he planned to go up via another staircase on the first floor.

"Want to come together?" Han Yan leaned closer again, Qu Xuanqing glanced at him and stopped him.

"I don't need to come with you." She grabbed Yu Xing's arm and said coldly, "Xing, either go alone or come with me. The celebrity predictors here are out of the live broadcast camera's view, and you'll be even more difficult to deal with."

"You still don't trust me, huh? Fine, fine." Han Yan raised his hand and stepped back, shaking his head good-naturedly. "Then I'll go do my mission. You guys do as you please."

Yu Xing nodded to him, a hint of apology in her voice. "Good luck."

He turned to Qu Xuanqing: "Where is your mission?"

Qu Xuanqing said, "Fourth floor. But... I have night blindness, so it's really annoying if the lights go out halfway up."

So you're the one with night blindness.

Yu Xing was speechless. Their luck seemed a bit strange.

There are four Doctor, three nurses, and five patients. The Doctor are him, Ren Yi, Han Yan, and Rubik's Cube; the nurses are the Pearl Seller, Shafuri, and the Dark Thief; among the patients, Zhao Mou has a leg disability, Qu Xuanqing blindness, the Siren is pale and looks very weak, probably has leukemia, and Zhao Yijiu does not show any social anxiety symptoms, so she probably has dissociative identity disorder.

Who is the other one?

Yu Xing subconsciously searched and finally spotted Yu Jing's figure in a corner of the hall, then found it amusing.

No wonder we didn't see Yu Jing at the start of this round. This socially anxious guy kept hiding in a corner to minimize his presence. Who would have thought that even a lecherous guy like him would have this day?

In short, their team was dealing with some rather troublesome illnesses, as if something had been arranged by fate.

It's no wonder Yu Xing is overthinking things; it's because the last time Lingren forcibly interfered with Death Parallel Line left a deep impression on him. Only after the Death Parallel Line livestream did he realize that Despair-level deducers could influence the system design to a certain extent.

The system will remain fair and impartial, but will grant more privileges to those in the "desperate" level. It's like navigating a maze; those in the "desperate" level can request that the unknown destination be moved to a different location. It's just a change of location; the system won't reveal the specific location, so it remains fair.

The target this time is Han Yan. Yu Xing guesses that Lingren may have watched the first round of the Yugi and secretly helped Han Yan in the second round. Everyone on his side is unlucky except for him, who is the Doctor. This also fits Lingren's "preferential treatment" of him.

"Sigh..." Yu Xing sighed. Han Yan, who hadn't gone far, turned back slightly and then left without making a sound.

Qu Xuanqing went upstairs, and Zhao Yijiu pushed Zhao Mou's wheelchair out of the elevator Yu Xing Zhao Yijiu could get there.

Yu Xing: "... Hmm?" Why are you ignoring him?

Has he finally been able to hide his villainous aura any longer?

∠(?"∠)_

Yu Xing walked alone to the lobby on the first floor. Behind the lobby was a long corridor with some consultation rooms on both sides. The incandescent lights overhead and the occasional hanging electric fans seemed to come from two different eras.

The lights seemed to be shrouded in some invisible black veil, greatly reducing their penetrability and making everything in Yu Xing's sight gloomy.

It looks perfect for a horror movie.

Yu Xing could only hear his own footsteps and breathing. He was wearing sneakers, which didn't make a sound when he stepped on the floor and were quite neat, but at this moment, there was a rustling sound lingering in his ears.

It was as if several people were walking with him down the corridor, but he couldn't see them.

The nurses' station is just ahead.

The stairs are next to the nurses' station, and the nurses' station is monitored by live cameras, which means that ghosts must be present at the nurses' station.

Yu Xing walked towards it without changing his expression. His goal was the stairs. He didn't have time to play with ghosts before completing the first task.

But the ghosts probably don't think that way.

Yu Xing saw a sign posted in the corridor that read:

[Remember to answer the phone when it rings. If the nurse is not available, passing medical personnel have a responsibility to answer the phone to avoid delaying others' rescue time.]

My gaze had barely left my eyes when the phone at the nurses' station rang.

Yu Xing looked down at her white coat. Well, what a coincidence! It was a passing medical worker.