"So your number was 77." Xu Huo repeated the child's ID gently, then asked him a few more questions about his "treatment." His gaze gradually turned cold.
"Uncle, am I cured?" Children were sensitive to changes in adults' emotions. The boy asked cautiously.
The Players in the pharmaceutical factory had vanished along with them. The District Government should have already learned they'd entered the Dungeon. With the new city under attack, it probably wouldn't send a large number of Players in. If anyone came, it would likely be a small elite force. These children would most likely end up back in the Underground Passage Laboratory, and for now, no one had time to deal with them.
Xu Huo thought it over, then found a Player whose mental state was clearly worse than the others'. After giving him psychological treatment, he had a nurse take the man to a ward in Building Three and stay there for a while. Once he was sure the man had caught the pathogen, he signed the discharge papers and sent him out of the Dungeon.
"Hopefully, this'll buy us some time."
He then opened a door and went to Building Two, the main battlefield for Moth Art and the gentleman Player.
Moth Art had already used his magic trick, "A Thousand Selves." Inside his Spiritual World, the gentleman Player's consciousness had been split into thousands of pieces, which in turn should have affected his body. That was how it was supposed to work, especially since the mental interference device had already been destroyed. Yet, against all odds, the man had forced his way out of the Spiritual World at the cost of three fingers!
"I set it to wake me automatically as soon as I entered the Dungeon." Forcing his way out of the Spiritual