Zhou Zhi That's understandable.
For Xiu Heng, there is no retreat whether you believe it or not.
He can only choose to believe.
Otherwise, he will only die of old age in this prison called a mental hospital for the rest of his life.
"Liu Lisha, this woman may be hiding a message."
"And, we've found a little bit of it."
Xiu Heng made a voice. "On her laptop, we found the last time [Personality Riot]!"
While talking, Xiu Heng took out a notebook.
Same as what Zhou Zhi got before.
It is considered part of the text.
"[Personality Riot]...World Calendar Three hundred and twenty-four years, November 2, twelve o'clock at noon."
"Executor, [Meng Wuyou][Xia Yu]."
Hiss.
A moment.
Zhou Zhi noticed a very obvious difference.
If we say that the notebook we obtained before contains the handwriting of a woman [Juan Xiu].
So this one... is clearly written in a man's handwriting.
[Rational][Restrained][Founder]... It also contains some [special emotions].
Zhou Zhi began to judge that this notebook might be a forgery by Xiu Heng.
However, this judgment soon dissipated.
Even if Xiu Heng knows the name [Xia Yu], it is impossible to know her connection with Zhou Zhi.
It seems that this [Meng Wuyou] is probably also a member of the Patient Association.
Wait a moment.
Then this Meng Wuyou, is [President]?
Let's assume it's possible.
Xia Yu killed Liu Lisha and replaced him, so there was a situation where Liu Lisha called a woman the president.
It's surprisingly reasonable.
"The time is coming."
Xiu Heng interrupted Zhou Zhi's thinking.
"Personality Riot will distort everyone's spirit and personality."
"Dispersion, fear."
"If you don't have a solid spirit, you will be directly strangled by riots."
Xiu Heng seems not to want to recall the situation at that time.
"What time is it now?"
Zhou Zhi asked.
Xiu Heng took out a pocket watch from his waist. "Contraband... Hehe, eleven o'clock Thirty-Two."
Zhou Zhi feels the Power of Pestilence emanating from this pocket watch.
It's obvious.
This thing is Pathogenized Object.
The pocket watch with a strong [Ultimate Bliss] looks very much like a psychiatrist's tool for hypnosis.
"It's bad luck that your personality will be reduced to that of a weak patient, and your body may not be able to bear the mental stress and burst."
"Or you may become attached to a strong person, and your personality will be squeezed out by flesh and blood."
Xiu Heng said sadly.
"How terrible!"
Barking Vessel whispered, "I want to go home."
"I don't want to be here anymore."
Xiu Heng glanced at Barking Vessel: "But this is also the only chance."
"Personality Riot and Heavenly Chief Hospital have only appeared twice in hundreds of years. This is the third time!"
"If you find a partner with the right compatibility, you can minimize the impact of Personality Riot."
Although Zuo Mi was killed, Xiu Heng was still not upset.
Apparently...
He has already seen it.
The woman controlling the living corpse is not the same person as this man and woman.
It can perfectly replace the position of the female dwarf.
Di Qiuyan beautiful eyes flash.
'Once Personality Riot begins, the door to Deep Layer will also open.'
'In this way, there is a chance to enter it and find the Pathogenized Object that [Li Xunuo] needs.'
'This is a good opportunity, an opportunity to increase value on [adult]'s side.'
The original Jing Liu can be ranked in the top three in the list of things Di Qiuyan dislikes.
Then there is no doubt about it.
Zhong Wan'er must be ranked first.
This woman is annoying.
This time is an opportunity to surpass Zhong Wan'er's status.
'Xiao Qiu must take the high road, and it will be a life that everyone envies.'
'Let Zhou Zhi find no better girl than Xiao Qiu.'
Although I don't know how Zhong Panxi is related to [Li Xunuo], it doesn't matter.
Xiao Qiu Just be yourself.
"So, what is the arrangement now?"
Ripple asked.
The words have not yet fallen.
external.
Screams sounded.
Lü Hang and Evil Eater came in with pale faces.
"Outside... there are so many Pathogen and Disease Seed outside."
"It's like all of a sudden, everything came out!"
Behind several people.
Distorted objects appear like broken light.
Message flow.
[Pathogen: Spiritual Aggregation].
[Contaminated by the emotions and thoughts of various mental patients, it is a precursor to Personality Riot].
[...]
"Now the outside world is in chaos."
Di Qiuyan closed [Complete Visual Field]: "Many patients in the intensive care unit received the news in advance and gathered together in various ways. However, due to their close proximity to each other, their illness and terror became abnormally high."
"This also contributed to the occurrence of Personality Riot to some extent."
Xiu Heng shrugged and turned to Zhou Zhi: "I'm not lying, am I?"
Zhou Zhi groaned. "Then..."
Boom!
The ground collapsed instantly!
A huge monster with a diameter of more than 40 meters blasted out from under the ground!
"[Resentment Beast]!"
"This is a sick beast tamed by a certain researcher!"
"It escaped too!"
Lü Hang Hold on to the raised part on the wall and try your best not to fall.
Because of the ground collapse.
In an instant, everyone dispersed.
Around him, there were only two ordinary mental patients, Evil Eater and Little White.
"I don't want these two!"
"Where's the boss?"
"Where is the boss?"
"Mom, I want to go home!!!"
Lü Hang shouted loudly.
Evil Eater seems to understand something.
It turns out that this guy also has Peter Pan syndrome.
The other side.
below.
Di Qiuyan grabs Zhou Zhi with his right hand.
In the left hand, the Pathogenized Object [dagger] seized from the dwarf woman [Zuo Mi] was inserted into the wall, forming a short-term balanced posture.
"Wan Mian Dean, it seems that he is really not here."
"And without him, no researcher could intervene [Ward Parade]."
Di Qiuyan It is now clear that the entire Heavenly Chief Hospital has been completely declared to have no official management.
"Five minutes left."
"If Personality Riot all starts at twelve o'clock..."
Zhou Zhi's expression fluctuated.
"Personality Riot, what exactly is it?"
Zhou Zhi asked in a low voice.
This question.
Zhou Zhi never had a chance to ask.
After hearing this question, Di Qiuyan thought for a moment.
Then something seemed to come to mind.
She seems to have some kind of special dilemma.
But it quickly converged.
"Well..."
"That's it..."
Boom!
[Resentment Beast], like a black fish, cruised down from the upper level.
Interrupted Di Qiuyan.
At the same time.
Twelve o'clock.
Just right.
A moment.
Twisted Whirlpool surge.
Zhou Zhi felt that his spirit was disturbed.
That physiological reaction is no longer controllable.
In such a miserable state.
In front of me, everything is scattered.
All kinds of strange sights.
Nothingness...
dim.
Then there is.
Zhou Zhi opened his eyes suddenly.
A dark room.
Slightly damp.
"My head hurts."
"A little weak."
"Where is this?"
"My body hurts so much."
"So helpless."
Zhou Zhi touched his head.
Personality Riot, Heavenly Chief Hospital... what happened?
suddenly.
Zhou Zhi looked at his hands.
Slender, thin.
It doesn't look like a man's hand.
On the contrary, it's like...
woman.
"What's the situation now?"
Zhou Zhi looked around.
An ordinary house, a little dark outside.
Someone is cooking in the house.
Because there was a sound of burning fire.
Footsteps sounded.
Zhou Zhi is a little nervous.
Because he found out.
All my spiritual power, as well as Plague Extermination Art... were all dissipated.
A middle-aged woman walked over. She was wearing an apron and had some anger on her face, but also some unique tenderness.
No words can describe her gentleness.
Zhou Zhi I have never seen this middle-aged woman before.
But...
He always felt familiar.
Well, there doesn't seem to be any hostility.
Zhou Zhi did not speak, waiting for the other party to speak first.
"Qiu Yan... You went to fight with them again."
Zhou Zhi frowned.
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