I Drew a Good-Guy Role

The endless darkness didn't last long. At least after Yu Xing found the Siren's Light Orb, he had a reference point for his perception of time, so he wouldn't get lost in this strange, uneventful world.

In his perception, only about an hour and twenty minutes had passed since his encounter with the siren when he felt his heartbeat again in a daze.

By this time, the siren's orb of light had dimmed to the point of being almost invisible. She seemed to have no desire to have any further contact with this orb of light that had taken the liberty of reading her private information after getting close to her. After that, no matter how Yu Xing talked to her or tried to coax her, she stopped speaking.

Yu Xing, Yu Xing's ability to amuse himself had been honed over the long years. He wandered around, using the immobile sea monster as a reference point at the edge of his perception. Before he could explore any more information, he heard a series of steady muffled thuds.

It took him a full three seconds to realize that it was his own heartbeat.

The ease of being detached from his body almost made him unable to adjust to the connection with the shell; he immediately realized that this was also one of the traps.

If people indulge in unrestrained pleasure... then those who despise their physical bodies will soon cease to be human.

Yu Xing regained his sense of weightlessness with each increasingly clear heartbeat. His senses were instantly disconnected from the siren, and he felt himself falling. His consciousness faded, and when he regained consciousness, he had already bid farewell to the darkness.

The process seemed quick, but the impact on his soul was still too strong. He sat blankly on the edge of the bed, with a soft, warm quilt under his bottom.

A beam of golden light shone through the glass onto his face. He instinctively raised his hand to shield his eyes, and after a few heartbeats, he lowered his hand, and a huge setting sun leaped into his vision.

The bottom of the window frame served as the horizon, and the crimson sun was imprisoned within the square windows. The clouds on the horizon were as brilliant as fire, as beautiful as the path leading to heaven.

Yu Xing sat on the edge of the bed, facing the only window in his room.

The light cast a long shadow behind him, and he sat quietly, like a long-completed, timeless sculpture.

Dusk has fallen.

Congratulations to all survivors! You have successfully identified the two perpetrators. Mission accomplished.

The perpetrator's mission failed.

The mission has failed as the player who died.

Information has been entered, and records will continue to accumulate. A final diagnosis will be made based on each player's performance after the three rounds.

The first message he saw after regaining his senses was the second round of settlement from the system. Without a doubt, he had "failed," and failed miserably. He had neither completed the task of committing the crime nor the tasks of the Doctor's role, and had even taken advantage of a loophole to kill himself.

Your behavior does not comply with the rules of the Fear Hospital Yugi.

The system displayed a serious warning regarding his behavior on the panel.

However, your actions do not violate the established rules.

Yu Xing could see that, two seconds later, the system contradicted itself.

This incident should be recorded, and the Fear Hospital.

Ultimately, the system could only issue a rectification notice for itself, and was powerless to do anything about Yu Xing, the contributor who found the bug.

Yu Xing chuckled softly and continued reading.

He was to face the punishment he was supposed to receive.

If the character fails in rounds two and three of the second-round mission, the penalty is postponed to the third round of the Yugi because the character has already died, and the penalty is reduced by 80%.

In this round of the Yugi, influenced by your experience with the insane Doctor, you will experience three bouts of madness, each lasting ten minutes, with a warning given one minute before each episode.

"..." Symptoms of madness?

Yu Xing stared at these words in deep thought. If he remembered correctly, the Persona Mask's evaluation of him had always told him that he had never been normal, and that a 57% degree of alienation was enough to turn any normal person into a monster.

He hasn't lost his mind because he's already lost his mind.

Following this logic, the symptoms of madness in the third stage probably won't affect his thinking. The most likely outcome is that it will cause his personality to become unbalanced, increasing the proportion of a certain aspect and making him unable to control his emotions.

Yu Xing rubbed his fingers together, thinking that this shouldn't cause any delays.

He can control it well.

Having addressed the issues left over from the previous round, he got up from the soft bed, averting his gaze from the dazzling sunset, and began to survey the new ward.

After he fell out of the darkness, he went straight into the third round of the Yugi. Although he didn't see the final identification in the night mode, he could roughly guess that Han Yan would probably try to make another move on the way to the hall, but Qu Xuanqing was enough to stop his hasty attack.

Then, Han Yan was voted out, and the Yugi ended.

So he's done everything he wanted to do, the night mode is over, and he needs to focus all his energy on the twilight.

This is the most important round of the Yugi right now. Countless chaos, sins, and secrets will follow, shattering this... Yu Xing looked around the ward, which was fine in every way. On his bedside table, there were even a few bouquets of flowers in full bloom, fresh fruit, and a Mixue Ice Cream Snowman figurine that swayed from side to side, which no one knew who had put it there.

"..."

Shatter this seemingly perfect world.

Thankfully, the Snowman figurine wasn't on.

The large screen on the wall above the bed was still there, and the comments on it were even more active than in the previous two rounds. This was entirely expected by Yu Xing, after all, his persona was different now.

These words flashed across the screen and were immediately pushed down by more powerful forces.

Yu Xing had been quietly reading the text scrolling by until he saw Zeng Lai's sentence, at which point he finally smiled slightly.

I'm confident.

"Ren Yi is very strong. I haven't seen him use any abilities related to his title yet. He shouldn't need my protection."

"Besides, Zeng Lai, I don't want stunning beauties." He responded gently to every question Zeng Lai asked. "You can leave those glamorous women to your expressionless friend."

So many people were waiting for Yu Xing to show off or give some other reaction, but all they got was this strange chat between Yu Xing and Zeng Lai.

Amidst the barrage of comments that nearly caused the screen to lag, a comment from a non-celebrity predictor caught Yu Xing's attention, as did many others.

The person who would say something like this at this time is undoubtedly someone sent by the Fallen Path to stir up trouble. This person hardly concealed their stance, but what they said was impossible to ignore.

Yu Xing rubbed his temples indifferently and said coldly, "It's at the Struggle Level."

His calm voice didn't sound like he was arguing, but rather stating a fact. "My upbringing is verifiable and there's nothing to hide. If you're willing, you can take the time to investigate. Trying to sow discord here won't affect my mindset or create a greater advantage for Han Yan."

"However... you're saying this because you're afraid, aren't you? You're afraid my attitude towards Han Yan will be the prelude to his failure. Let me see, who made you have this worry? You're from Single Prism, you know a certain mid-to-high-level person, and you're influenced by that person's attitude, right?" Yu Xing's eyes revealed a familiar dangerous arc, his words like a drop of oil falling into already swelling boiling water.

The person who posted the comment never appeared again.

Yu Xing had pieced together the information about the outside world from the words of these viewers. He knew what was going on, so he stopped paying attention to the screen and instead wandered around the ward, trying to bring up the scare that always happened before the official start.

But even after searching for a long time, even deliberately turning his back to the wardrobe and bending down to look under the bed, creating many opportunities for the ghost to frighten him, he still didn't get frightened.

For a fleeting moment, he even suspected that the scare was caused by the Snowman figurine on his bedside table starting to sing while he relaxed.

"Attention everyone! The third round of the Yugi will begin in three minutes. We will now begin revealing the identity cards for the third round."

Suddenly, before the Snowman could speak, the loudspeaker announced something.

This time, the announcer wasn't the dean, but the little girl who took over the broadcast in the later stages of the night mode. She still used her eerie and ethereal voice, which, despite the warm twilight, managed to send a chill down one's spine.

"In this round of the Yugi... hehe, no one can be Doctor, and no one can help others. All twelve of you are patients!"

The very first sentence had already deviated significantly from the rules of my previous Fear Hospital.

This hospital has never before experienced a situation where twelve patients were in disarray.

Yu Xing took this as the consequence of them unlocking the hidden storyline. They learned that the dean was mentally unstable, and naturally, the dean was no longer qualified to lead the medical staff to cure patients. In the dean's subconscious, everyone was sick, including himself.

"The patient has... well, I don't want to tell you."

The little girl's voice, tinged with a naive yet malicious laughter, disrupted the guests' preparations on the perfectly clear broadcast. "I've written down what illness each patient has and how serious it is on little slips of paper and hidden them. You'll have to find them yourselves!"

"Task setup complete. Guests, please collect your medical record cards in the preparation area! You only know your illness, right? The tasks you need to complete are marked on your medical record cards. If you don't complete them... this time the punishment will probably be quite different. I can't wait to see you all crying your eyes out!"

After cursing the guests, the little girl added a mock warning, "There's a killer among you, so be careful. And... I hope you don't run into the director, he's really scary now!"

"Now, please take your medical record card and push open the door to the preparation area within two and a half minutes to enter the third round of the Yugi. We'll meet there..."

The broadcast ended, Yu Xing turned around. The screen had gone completely dark, and a medical record lay on his soft bed.

It's strange, but also very interesting.

This time, the announcement did not require them to assemble in the lobby.

In other words, the moment he pushed open the door to the preparation area, the first act of violence had already begun, and in the twilight, the countless monsters and diseases were completely unrestrained.

He leaned over and picked up the medical record from the bed sheet.

This time, he was given a very sturdy piece of paper that felt very comfortable to the touch, like human skin.

The paper was yellowish, with only a few words, and a haggard photo of someone with bluish under-eyes was pasted in the upper left corner.

The following section introduces his role as a patient in this case.

Fortunately, the patient was admitted to the hospital for treatment three years ago. The symptoms were diagnosed as mental disorder, often accompanied by short-term amnesia, short-term agitation, self-harm, and behaviors that threaten the lives of others. The specific cause has not yet been determined.

"Because the patient was in critical condition, we put him in a restraint suit and confined him in the treatment room, recording his data every hour."

"The patient is extremely uncooperative."

Mission 1: Escape the treatment room within the allotted time. Failure to escape will result in death.

Task 2: Retrieve your data within three hours. Failure will result in death.

You will receive Mission 3: Escape the Fear Hospital. If you fail to escape, you will die.

You will die.

The punishment for mission failure, which had been escalating step by step, was reduced to a single, overly direct and harsh three-word sentence.

"The reason the patient was brought in is horrific; we heard he killed many people. The hospital director said we will treat him with very strong methods, including bioelectric stimulation. He also said he will be responsible for developing drugs to treat this kind of mental disorder, and that we should not give up on this patient."

This is the last paragraph on the medical record; the entire document ends here.

Yu Xing also received his second notification.

Obtained Special Identity: Perpetrator

You're a serial killer; everyone in the hospital knows it except you. You always hear them talking about your many misdeeds when you're restrained, but you don't remember any of it. They say it's a symptom of amnesia.

Really? You might occasionally look at your hands, now stained with warm blood, and question the cold corpses on the ground.

But you don't remember why they were cold, nor do you remember why their hands were warm.

You're a good person. Thinking this, you step over the corpse in front of you, throw away the murder weapon, and slowly walk back to the treatment room to put on your straitjacket.