Enjoy My Treatment

When Yu Xing saw the first long description, he already guessed that he would be the perpetrator again.

This twilight has brought not only greater chaos to the rules, but also darker messages to patients, such as the first appearance of "we" in character information.

Yu Xing glanced at the paper in her hand again, which felt like human skin, and a knowing look appeared on her face.

He quickly recalled all the key points on the paper that were relevant to his role.

First, this information is from "our" perspective, rather than from objective, established facts, meaning there is a possibility of error.

What "we" say is not necessarily true. Regardless of whether the character actually killed anyone, after countless escapes, resistances, and being caught and subjected to electroconvulsive therapy, the character would be forced to become ill even if he wasn't.

Secondly, "we" mentioned that the dean said he wanted to make a drug to treat this symptom. In the previous round, Yu Xing already knew that the dean had assigned the ability to "make medicine" to that imagined Doctor friend. The one who said this to "us" was that terrifying person who killed the female Doctor and scared the dean's father to death.

The third point is the last sentence in the perpetrator's description.

After he killed the person, he voluntarily put on the restraints. This, in turn, proves that the restraints had no effect on him at all; he could get rid of them whenever he wanted.

Fourthly, and most closely related to his character, he already knew the time limit for the first mission.

This mission was terrible; it didn't even tell him when the "right time" would be, or how much time he actually had to escape the treatment room.

Yu Xing put down the paper, turned around and walked to the door of the ward, turning the doorknob.

Luckily, he's not stupid, otherwise he could easily have been fooled.

Some might assume the time limit is one hour because "we record data every hour."

But no one knows how much time has passed since the last record was set after the Yugi started.

To find out the time limit, I must quickly remove the restraints, find a specific time and the current time to confirm the data, and then leave the treatment room. Leaving any earlier or later won't work; who knows what I might encounter outside the door if I leave too early?

Yu Xing had a clear mind. She pushed open the door and stepped out.

He received a notification on the screen before his consciousness briefly vanished.

[Screen location for this Yugi: Random (The real-time screen will be activated when there are fluctuations, including encounters with monsters and the discovery of hidden information)]

[Extracting fixed perspective for this round]

[This round's perspective follows: Nightmare]

In other words, apart from the camera that was always following Qu Xuanqing, there were no cameras at any other locations. However, when a guest encountered a monster or obtained information that was helpful for the hidden ending, the screen would turn on until the encounter ended and all the information was obtained.

If the perpetrator commits murder, it is not considered part of the encounter, and the perpetrator can still conceal their identity.

But the problem is...

What about the identification process?

Since they weren't asked to gather in the lobby, there was naturally no requirement to return to the lobby for identification.

In this round, the perpetrator won't be identified, so how can they possibly lose?

Yu Xing blinked. He believed that experienced and intelligent people had already figured it out.

There is no identification step because it is not necessary.

The little girl's wording was actually altered during the broadcast, especially that one sentence...

"There is a perpetrator among you."

There was no quantity specified, nor the "two" explicitly mentioned in the first two rounds.

Yu Xing's consciousness gradually faded, and she was teleported from the preparation area into the Yugi.

Before he vanished, he came to a conclusion.

In this game, there are twelve patients, twelve mysterious patients whose illnesses have not been revealed, and no Doctor to guide or treat them.

Therefore, the twelve perpetrators were the ones who would emerge from the ward at dusk.

After a long wait, a drop of water fell to the ground, bloomed, and vanished.

[The third round of the Yugi has officially begun]

[Yugi Mode: Twilight (Hidden mode unlock conditions met)]

[Yugi Mode Description: In a chaotic world overrun by monsters, how can a single hospital possibly save everyone? Now that you've uncovered half the truth, find the other half to complete the puzzle within the perilous situation you've created.]

Yu Xing heard a system notification in his ear, slowed his breathing, and got into character.

When his five senses were fully connected, his most direct feeling was discomfort. His whole body ached as if he had just been beaten up. His arms were bound by cloth and pressed tightly against his chest. His hands were fixed to his shoulder blades. Apart from his hands, his waist and legs were also fixed to the cold chair by leather straps.

Yu Xing couldn't see anything; a thick strip of cloth covered his eyes, tied very tightly, making him very uncomfortable.

The surroundings were extremely quiet, so quiet that even the throbbing in his temples became clear. He carefully assessed the situation and realized that he was truly unable to move. Rather than being dressed in a restraint suit, it was more accurate to say that he was being imprisoned by the person who was "treating" him.

The strap around his neck also felt restrictive, causing his head to tilt back involuntarily, resting against the back of the chair and coming into contact with several strange, round protrusions.

He immediately realized that he was sitting in an electric chair.

"These people are really strict with me..." Yu Xing muttered, pulling his arm away. The blade hidden in his fingertips barely managed to cut a small piece of the restraints. Since there were no gaps between his skin, this movement obviously hurt him as well. His skin broke, and blood flowed down his skin.

Yu Xing frowned, then with normal force, he tore the restraints that had found a breach to shreds.

With his arms free, he felt a great sense of relief in his chest. He reached out and pulled down the blindfold, and the dim light broke the darkness in his eyes. After adjusting for a while, he looked around with interest.

If this is the treatment room "we" are talking about, then it is undoubtedly very unprofessional, because apart from the large mechanical chair in the center where he is sitting, there is only a trolley loaded with bottles and jars, a few pieces of paper scattered next to the reagents of various colors, and a pen without a cap lying on the ground.

The light came from the ceiling—a low-voltage incandescent bulb that easily created a depressing atmosphere. Under its glow, the small room felt empty, connected only by the crisscrossing electrical wires on the floor.

This place looks more like a torture chamber where some kind of prisoner is held.

After Yu Xing finished his observation, he couldn't see his own body due to the angle of view, so he could only reach out and touch the belt around his neck.

The belts extended from the electric chair, meeting on both sides in front of his throat and secured by a metal buckle.

Fortunately, the electric chair wasn't very smart. The belt was manually fastened for him after he sat down. Now that his hands were free, he could untie the not-too-complicated knot himself. His fingers brushed over the belt buckle, and with a slight "click," he unfastened the first buckle.

Yu Xing twisted her neck, gently rubbed the marks left by the straps, and looked down.

The dim light illuminated him clearly; his tattered straitjacket hung stubbornly on his body, beneath which was a blue and white striped hospital gown. On his left shoulder, the gown was stained red by the cut from the razor blade, adding a sense of vulnerability to his character.

Look, what a pitiful innocent patient is, tied up and experimented on by these perverted Doctor!

Yu Xing looked at her waist and legs, which were bound together like a shrimp with leather straps. She raised an eyebrow, deftly unbuckled all the metal buckles on the straps, moved her limbs to regain their strength, and then stood up shakily from the chair.

It's true that he's in good physical condition, but the character has been subjected to rounds of blood draws and electric shocks, which has ruined him to some extent. It will take him at least half an hour to recover from the negative effects of the character.

So, Yu Xing, now resembling an elderly person, slowly and carefully removed his restraints, explored the various buttons on the electric chair, and roughly figured out how it worked.

Then he walked to the handcart, picked up a few obviously unimportant pieces of paper that had been left out, and glanced at them casually.

The paper contained data beyond his knowledge, which he couldn't understand, so he skipped it and looked at the words he could read.

In short, this patient is in critical condition and unlikely to die.

What does it mean to be "hard to die"? It's like those serial killers in foreign horror movies who, even after being stabbed or shot by the protagonist and burned in fire, can still drag their battered bodies and continue killing the protagonist.

The person who wrote the observation record was terrified. The paper said that this patient named Xing was like that and that he had to be kept under close guard. If he were released, everyone in the hospital, except for other dangerous patients, would suffer.

Yu Xing: "..."

It's not actually that exaggerated.

He thought he was very kind, and as long as the medical staff didn't bother him, he wouldn't go looking for trouble... Of course, the medical staff here were probably all aggressive monsters; they would come up and offer themselves up as their own if they saw him.

It's so hard to be a good person.

Yu Xing stretched and began to try to figure out how long ago it had been since anyone else was in this treatment room.

Since the task requires this, there will definitely be time-related prompts. He wandered over to the back of the electric chair and found a small screen behind it that looked like it was monitoring various data, with a string of values that appeared to be time on it.

[59:03]

Below this number were data points that were in a red alert status because he had left the chair; he guessed they should include [body temperature], [heart rate], [blood pressure], and so on.

His gaze returned to [59:26], which was indeed the only time data, with the subsequent seconds increasing steadily and accurately.

"They come in to collect data every hour. Does that mean it's been fifty-nine minutes since the last collection?" Yu Xing stroked his chin; the wound on his shoulder had healed and didn't affect his movements. "That's ruthless. If anyone thinks they have almost an hour's buffer time, they'll be caught off guard by what comes in."

Although the monsters in Fear Hospital cannot kill people directly, this round of Dusk Mode cleverly transfers the monsters' damage to the missions. If the guests fail to defeat them, they will die due to mission failure. This is equivalent to removing the monsters' attack restrictions. If you are not careful, you will be caught by them and your life in the Yugi will end in any way that can happen in Fear Hospital.

Whether this death will turn into a real death depends on the progress of the hidden plot. Both Han Yan and Ren Yi hope to uncover the hidden truth so that the former can use the rules of invalidation to truly go on a killing spree.

No one dared to gamble on their failure, so in this round of twilight, everyone's life was of utmost importance and could not be wasted on the monster.

Yu Xing was thinking about these things, heavy footsteps came from the doorway.

At the same time, he was judged to have begun to encounter monsters, and the live broadcast camera quietly turned on. Viewers could not only see him standing behind an electric chair in deep thought, but also see the strange environment and hear the sounds outside the door.

[Monster encounter? So fast?]

What is Xing doing? Why doesn't he hide?

[Can anyone guess what his mission is? I'm so curious. His character seems to be illegally imprisoned.]

[The ground was littered with fragments of the straitjacket; good heavens, he'd shredded it completely.]

[The fact that he's wearing a restraint suit suggests that Yu Xing's character isn't a good one; he probably has a very heavy backstory. I wonder if he might be the perpetrator.]

[Qu Xuanqing's situation is also very serious. She doesn't seem like a good person either. Did you forget that the back of her pillow was covered in blood, and there was a severed hand stuffed inside? That looks like the perpetrator too.]

[That's not the point, the point is... ahhh, the door's open!]

The door opened.

It took three turns of the key to unlock the heavy door.

A golden light seeped in through the air, adding warmth and coziness to the cramped room.

The things outside the door didn't remain deliberately quiet; they walked with footsteps like hammer blows on the ground, talking to each other and expressing their weariness from work.

"Ugh, I'm going to see the patient I least want to see again. When will I get my shift over? I get chills every time I'm near this patient. When I'm testing his data, I'm afraid he'll wake up and stab me."

"Who isn't? I'm still wondering if I offended the director. I've been called four times this week already, I'm terrified. If this keeps up, I think I'm going to have a nervous breakdown. Do you think I can use this as an excuse to ask for a day off?"

There were only two "people" who came, and during their brief conversation, both of them revealed that they had no desire to have any contact with Yu Xing.

As soon as they entered the door, their conversation came to an abrupt halt.

"..."

Looking at the empty electric chair, a sense of panic spread through them. One of their voices involuntarily trembled as it asked, "... Where is everyone?"

"People are waiting for you to open the door for me." Yu Xing stood behind them, smiled kindly, and politely answered their question.