The Patients' Mass Escape

For Zhao Mou, he was sitting comfortably on the sofa when the live stream suddenly came crashing down from above, which was completely unexpected and didn't even elicit a whim.

Moreover, although the system's public announcement to everyone only declared the shift in the live stream perspective, he had a message to deliver. "Cold Wine."

When did his brother acquire this skill?

Qu Xuanqing's perspective shift was also due to completing a task, which implied "keeping a low profile," so the live stream perspective was removed by the system as part of the task's rewards.

Now, Zhao Yijiu can actually switch perspectives on her own initiative—isn't that something only a system can do?

"The focus has shifted to you?" Siren sat beside him. Unlike Yu Xing, even though Siren was sitting on the sofa, she was well-behaved and even paid attention to not letting her presence affect Zhao Mou's wound recovery.

Fortunately, Zhao Mou and Ren Yi's wounds had mostly healed, so they no longer needed to be as careful as before.

Upon hearing the prompt, not only the Siren, but also the remaining three people in the room —Ren Yi, Shafuri, and the Rubik's Cube— looked at Zhao Mou.

Unlike Zhao Mou, they didn't overthink things; they simply assumed that Zhao Yijiu had also been given some temporary task.

However, this means that their whereabouts will be exposed to the audience.

Shafuri, who had been sprawled out on the small bed without a care for her image, gradually came to her senses and quietly changed back into an elegant and alluring side-lying position to continue resting.

The siren was radiating a bluish glow. Ren Yi's small healing array was no longer effective; she was using her ocean power to expel the remaining ghostly energy from Zhao Mou's wounds.

In a brief moment of surprise, the group in the reception room resumed their usual routine. Ren Yi had stopped making any calculations and was focused on healing his injuries. The Rubik's Cube clutched his strange little Rubik's Cube, ready to react and run away the moment the Dean or Han Yan arrived.

This was the task Ren Yi had given him. Ren Yi said that his fat body would definitely hinder his escape, and he didn't need to contribute anything to this simulation, as long as he could stay alive.

For a moment, the room felt peacefully out of place with the outside world.

Only Zhao Mou's eyes darkened. A square sand tray appeared in his hand, the sand in the tray slightly damp, with a small willow branch inserted diagonally in the sand tray.

He lightly touched the willow branch, leaving a meaningless mark on the sand table, appearing somewhat absent-minded.

It's a pity that Yu Xing voluntarily left the base to avoid bringing any unexpected danger to everyone while collecting the reporter's ID fragments, saying he wanted to wander around. Otherwise, he could still discuss with Yu Xing now and ask Yu Xing's friend Sheqing Ghost, to help check if there was any problem with A Jiu.

Now he has to come by himself.

Calming his mind, Zhao Mou held the small sand tray in his left hand and pinched the top of the willow branch between his right index, middle, and thumb fingers. Following the feeling the offering [spirit medium] gave him, he poured his Spiritual Sense into it and instantly entered a trance-like state.

This was because the small spirit medium's usage time was very short, and there were people around him who could guarantee his safety to a certain extent. Zhao Mou dared to let himself be in a daze when the dean and Han Yan might come at any time. If he was quick, he might be able to finish the divination before anything happened.

The siren assumed he was making preparations for battle. There were still 24 minutes before the Fear Hospital was to be completely shut down, and they had already been resting at the stronghold for six minutes. Judging by the time, those who were supposed to come should have arrived by now.

The blue light was strongest on her palms, converging from her entire body. The dense, inhuman power caused several scales with a deep blue luster to appear on the back of her hands. The scales grew from under her skin, piercing the epidermis and causing a slight pain. A few streaks of blood formed on the back of her hands, only to be silently absorbed by the scales.

She can't heal, but she's good at dispelling evil spirits. She's already dispelled one round for Ren Yi, and now it's Zhao Mou's turn.

The siren controlled her power more calmly and gently, paying particular attention to preventing her power from touching the strange sand table, lest she disrupt Zhao Mou's preparations.

But her gaze couldn't help but drift towards the sand table, as if some mysterious force was drawing her attention.

The willow branch that Zhao Mou had pinched between his fingers moved.

It trembled and moved erratically in the sandbox, gradually drawing a crooked pattern in the sand.

Zhao Mou's gaze couldn't focus until the design was completed, at which point the focus returned.

He held his breath and looked, and there in the sand table was... a twisted ghost face!

"As expected." Zhao Mou frowned slightly. He had been calculating his younger brother's situation, and this pattern was clearly telling him that the vengeful spirit inside A Jiu had regained the upper hand.

It's important to understand that the Dusk Mode is not the same as the Night Mode from before. Zhao Yijiu's symptoms of split personality have disappeared, and the independent personality that the vengeful ghost briefly possessed has also disappeared. If the vengeful ghost is in control now, it can only mean that Zhao Yijiu has entered the vengeful ghost state. Although he is still his younger brother, his thinking and personality have changed drastically!

I hope nothing bad will happen...

Zhao Mou wasn't worried about Zhao Yijiu's safety. In her ghost form, Zhao Yijiu's Combat Power would only be higher than before, and her consciousness would be very clear.

His concern was that if A Jiu stayed in this state for too long, her Personality Assimilation Degree would increase rapidly, eventually turning her into a vengeful ghost. In that case, his original brother would be considered to have "disappeared" in another form.

Just look at the dean to see how terrible the result is when one's true self is suppressed.

No, we can't do that.

Zhao Mou put away the spirit medium and looked down at the wound on his abdomen.

Because he needed to exorcise the ghostly energy, he deliberately rolled up the hem of his hospital gown until it wouldn't interfere with the sea monster's energy, exposing his entire abdomen. A thin layer of muscle covered his skin, and in the very center, a hand-length scar was almost healed, but the newly grown, unprotected tender flesh could still be seen in the gaps between the scars.

At this moment, due to the warmth of the blue light, wisps of faint black energy seeped out from the wound and slowly dissipated in the air.

Zhao Mou assessed the chances of him escaping unscathed if he went out to find Zhao Yijiu and was discovered by the ghost. He couldn't help but feel more anxious; he couldn't do it.

If he were to rush out rashly, given his non-combatant physique, he would likely just be throwing his life away. If he were to run into the dean directly, he wouldn't even be a match for him.

Damn it, the vengeful ghost that was suppressed by the Sheqing Ghost in Night Mode shouldn't have the conditions to appear in Dusk Mode, unless there's something else it hasn't discovered that caused the vengeful ghost to awaken.

Just as he was wavering and worried about Zhao Yijiu, danger finally gave him little time to hesitate.

Shafuri jolted awake like a cat, sliding limply off the crib. Her eyes were fixed on the doorway, where she sensed a strange, powerful force.

Ren Yi also stood up from behind his desk. He gestured with his eyes to Rubik's Cube, indicating that he should move closer to the window.

The next moment, a huge scalpel burst through the door, splitting the door of the stronghold in two almost instantly before it fell limply to the ground.

After the door was destroyed, a blood-red crawling creature, its head bearing the dean's face, grinned at them, its mouth wide open and a fleshy, cylindrical syringe protruding from its spine.

The dean has arrived!

Behind the Crimson Dean, the shadow-like dean had grown to an enormous size, his body almost filling the entire corridor, making it appear as if he could barely move.

In reality, he moved very fast, and the wall seemed to have no effect on him. His figure disappeared into the wall, and he passed through the wall and entered the house.

Clearly, normal doors and walls are no longer effective against the Shadow Dean. The entire hospital is part of it, and the reason it breaks down the doors is simply to let its blood-red self in to hunt.

Upon seeing the number of people in the room, the Shadow Dean's face, which was as big as one and a half people, broke into an excited smile. He cheerfully greeted them, "Hello, my patients! Self-treatment won't work. If you want to be cured, let me help you!"

"Screw you, get the hell out of here!" Shafuri sneered, immediately drawing the dean's attention as planned.

There's nothing we can do; she's the most skilled of the five people here...

There was supposed to be Cold Wine, but this guy, Yu Jing, and the Dark Thief have disappeared somewhere and haven't returned even though they're much later than scheduled.

The group at the stronghold could only conclude that the Dark Thief had been exposed, thus delaying Yu Jing and Cold Wine. Perhaps Han Yan was also there, planning to take care of them first.

Are you worried?

To be honest, there's not much to worry about. Apart from Zhao Mou, the others don't have a deep relationship with Cold Wine and the LSP Foundation, and they're already struggling to take care of themselves.

Stimulated by the time limit, everyone's thoughts underwent a subtle change. Because of this not-too-long, not-too-short time limit, their goal shifted from only being able to survive by killing Han Yan to simply surviving until the time limit expired. So, why not just wait it out?

While you might not be able to defeat a Despair-level opponent, escaping from one is much easier.

As for Han Yan's desire to slaughter them, there's no rush to settle the score once they're out of the guild. They'll have the support of the entire guild once they're out, which is much safer than fighting head-on here.

That was exactly what Shafuri thought. After drawing the Dean's attention to the others at the base, she saw that they had retreated through the window as agreed.

She breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that she had kept her promise, and after that, no one could criticize her for not helping anymore.

Unless Han Yan comes knocking on her door and she has no other choice but to cooperate in doing dangerous things again.

Evacuation takes time.

The Crimson Dean and the Shadow Dean are two separate individuals. The Shadow Dean is temporarily watching over Shafuri, but the Crimson Dean will not let the other patients leave. It opened its mouth wide and let out an unpleasant laugh. Like a gecko, it climbed up the wall next to it and quickly crawled towards the window. At this moment, the Rubik's Cube had just climbed over the window with the help of others. The next one was Zhao Mou.

Seeing the speed of the blood-red dean, Zhao Mou pursed his lips. The thought of how anxious and upset he was for Zhao Yijiu, and how this bloody, rotten flesh was causing him trouble, made his eyes behind his glasses darken.

At that moment, the fox-like quality faded from him, replaced by a wolf-like sense of danger.

Unfortunately, no matter how his mentality changed, it was an undeniable fact that his abilities were not suitable for direct combat. Zhao Mou could only suppress his violent aura, raise his hand to summon his fox staff, and let the hungry ghost attached to the staff howl and rush forward to its death once again. At least it slowed down the speed of the Crimson Dean and allowed him to successfully flip over.

Before the scales on her hands had faded, the siren gritted her teeth, and instead of increasing her radiance, her blue light instantly contracted, "dyeing" her skin blue like paint. At that moment, it seemed as if layers of compliant scales surged from her entire body. When the Crimson Dean and the Shadow Dean, who had just realized what was happening, tried to stop her, those scales stood up like bristles, and some ancient aura surged out, pushing Zhao Mou, who was just a window away, back a meter or two before he could regain his footing.

The Shadow Headmaster was stopped by Shafuri again. This time, Shafuri didn't speak, but instead pulled out her whip and stood in front of the Shadow Headmaster with a cold expression. "Headmaster, greed will only lead to catching nothing. You don't have many minutes left to live, so why don't you try catching me?"

Having said that, her figure suddenly became ethereal, and she slipped through the shadowy dean, disappearing into the doorless entrance of the reception room.

The Shadow Dean, of course, couldn't let go of this sharp-tongued, irritating woman who was trying to slip away. He glanced at the Crimson Dean's situation with a sinister look, then turned around and chased after Shafuri with peace of mind.

The ancient aura emanating from the siren weakened rapidly after its outburst, and the Crimson Dean retreated briefly before attacking again. Ren Yi was still at the window, and the Crimson Dean ignored him for the time being, wanting to keep the siren there first.

At this distance, the siren wouldn't have enough time to escape. If she insisted on climbing through the window, she would be caught by the dean when there was nowhere left to grab her, barring any unforeseen circumstances.

But clearly, the siren still had the ability to create some surprises. Before her breath had dissipated and her skin color and illusory scales had disappeared, she placed her hand on the windowsill, and suddenly a lot of water seeped from her skin.

She resembled both a snake and a fish, and suddenly leaped out of the window at an angle completely incongruous with human bones, just as the Crimson Dean had reached the window.

This seemed to be the siren's life-saving ability. As soon as she came outside the building, all the abnormalities on her body disappeared. Her whole body was cracked like burnt ceramic, and even her lips were dry and bleeding.

The crimson-clad dean roared angrily, the fleshy tubes on his back grotesquely menacing, as he turned to look at the only patient still inside.

Ren Yi maintained his expressionless face, seemingly unfazed by the terrifying presence of the blood-red dean.