"Ribbit, ribbit, ribbit..."
Croaks rose and fell in waves, coming from all directions and blending into one deafening chorus that shot toward the sky.
The sounds came from far away, filtered through the buildings and distorted by echoes, more like the cries of infants.
The noise irritated Qi Si so much that he opened his eyes, only to see a ceiling covered in mold stains.
The hospital's distinctive disinfectant smell flooded his nostrils. He had smelled it just a few days ago. This time, though, it was even more revolting, mixed with a faint stench of blood, urine, and rotting flesh that nearly made him vomit.
He lay on a cold, hard iron bed without a mattress, which dug painfully into his back. Turning his gaze to the side, he saw a short iron stand with a pair of black-rimmed glasses resting on it.
Qi Si sat up, but his head suddenly spun, like a bout of hypoglycemia. His vision turned into a sea of white.
He nearly collapsed back onto the bed.
[Instance Name: Blue Frog Hospital] [Instance Type: Team Survival] [Preliminary Hint: "Life" is born from "death," and "death" ends with "life"]
As the instance information appeared, the croaking gradually softened and fell completely silent half a minute later. Qi Si's dizziness eased as well.
The preliminary hint was as vague as ever, but new text soon appeared:
[This is an advanced role-playing instance. You must strictly play the role assigned to you in this instance to avoid arousing the suspicions of the NPCs within.] [Note: If you arouse an NPC's suspicion, your failure rate will increase by 5%–20%, depending on the circumstances.]
A role-playing instance? It was practically tailor-made for him...
Qi Si looked at the [Rose