Chen Zhiyuan estimated how much time had passed. He had lost his phone, and to conserve his strength and stay in the Congealed Jade Gourd a little longer, he had spent almost the entire time asleep.
He had slept without worry until he woke naturally. At most, ten or so hours had passed, but he decided to leave.
Converted into the time in [Ping'an Hospital], it was most likely somewhere between noon and two or three in the afternoon.
He could not stay here any longer. Otherwise, if all the other players died, he would have no hope of surviving either.
With a thought from Chen Zhiyuan, a distorted ripple appeared in the air. An eerie little jade-green gourd materialized out of nowhere, and then a person "flowed" out of it like water!
The human body rapidly grew larger, while the gourd disappeared.
After just two or three breaths, Chen Zhiyuan appeared at the entrance to Ward Six-the very spot where... he had vanished last night.
The moment he appeared, Chen Zhiyuan immediately ran forward. The blazing sunlight fell over him at once, finally allowing him to breathe a sigh of relief.
It's noon... thank goodness.
Chen Zhiyuan looked toward the other wards. Where is everyone?
How many are still alive?
As he was thinking, Chen Zhiyuan spotted someone!
On the first floor of Ward Two, Wen Liangsheng stood with his back to the entrance, seemingly doing something.
Chen Zhiyuan immediately ran toward Ward Two. "Mr. Wen!"
Wen Liangsheng shuddered, his back still turned to the entrance. He slowly turned his head to look at Chen Zhiyuan. "Oh, it's you... Mr. Chen."
He's injured?
Chen Zhiyuan looked at Wen Liangsheng in astonishment. His entire left arm was gone!
"Were you attacked by a ghost?"
"Yes." Wen Liangsheng nodded bitterly. "Green-Faced,