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Chapter 4 Don't Read Anymore

...The new copy is turned on?

Zhicang Dongye looked at the information emerging and his eyes suddenly widened.

[Whether to open the new copy ‘Yumen Hospital’ line...yes\no]

After hesitating for a moment, his mind touched the "yes".

In an instant, the sudden darkness swallowed its consciousness, obviously, this was a sign of entering the dungeon—

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Consciousness has a brief sense of weightlessness in the dark space, and the surrounding pictures are also distorted, as if shrouded in a thick layer of mist.

[Scene number a1045... The copy of ‘Yimen Hospital’ has been loaded]

[The current regional strategy level is 0%, the risk level of this dungeon has been increased to level C, please be careful to deal with it]

The brain seemed to be burning with fire, full of noise.

When the field of view switches from distorted to normal mode, the dim vision begins to brighten.

Zhikura Too Ye's eyes were able to see things, and he first looked around his surroundings.

"It's like a bedroom, so where am I now?"

He slowly stood up and found that he should have been sitting on a bed with a pool of rags on it. It should be bedding or something, but it looked dirty and rolled into a ball.

"There is a calendar here, and the time is... Hell, who is the marker painted all the dates after the first year of the year into black?"

He found a calendar on the desktop of the cabinet beside the bed, but after picking it up, he found that the date on the calendar had been deliberately changed.

Stand up and walk around the gray concrete room. Zhicang Dongye confirmed that it was a rather narrow three-story room.

There is a bed in the room, a small cabinet at the head of the bed, a wardrobe with a mirror, a wooden grain desk, and a wrought-style chair...

"There are no electrical equipment, no sockets for charging, and the lighting facilities are only this chandelier."

This is an old chandelier with a pull wire dragged on it.

He tried to pull the chandelier's line, but the chandelier did not respond.

"There are no windows, and the only entrance and exit is this iron door."

Zhikura Dongye investigated the room, but unfortunately he found nothing. The wardrobe, desk and cabinet drawers in the room were all empty.

"There is no clothes in the closet. Who is the one who lives here? Or if anyone has lived here before, they all know nothing."

When he walked to the big wardrobe, he suddenly noticed a line of red handwriting on the mirror of the big wardrobe.

The mirror was a little blurry, and he reached out to wipe it.

"A smile is the first principle to serve 'it'..."

"Please keep smiling..."

"You must know that children who love to laugh can get better moods every day."

What? Is this spiritual chicken soup or something...

Seeing this, Zhikura Dongye frowned.

This passage is written in red, and it exudes an indescribable and weird atmosphere.

Suddenly, Zhicang Dongye's eyelids twitched.

He saw behind him in the mirror, like a phantom, and a figure in black suddenly appeared. The other party was wearing a white mask on his face, which was a strange smiling face.

Zhicang Dongye blinked, and the figure in black disappeared like fog.

"What's that?"

He frowned. Even if he did not open the "Inner Eye", he still had the ability to see ghosts. This ability is similar to the powerful Yin-Yang Eye. If there really is ghosts or ghosts in the world, they can be seen.

(It's just that figure in black just now, a little strange... I don't think it's a ghost or a ghost...)

After he finished checking again, he pushed open the iron door.

After the iron door was pushed open, Zhicang Dongye suddenly realized that he should be located in a basement. There was a gray corridor outside the door, and iron doors could be seen on both sides.

Light emerges from the corridor upwards of the entrance and exit. Because the entrance is relatively spacious, the room is not particularly dark.

"Is this place a hospital? It's impossible! The medical facilities should not be designed so roughly."

The name of the copy seems to be "Yimen Hospital". Speaking of this surname, I seem to have some impression of it.

"By the way, the Imperial clan is one of the Chinese clans. No, it should be said that it is a very famous tribe among the Chinese clans. The Amano family is just a division of the Imperial clan."

Zhicang Dongye recalled that the Yumen clan was indeed a relatively powerful family among the Chinese clans, and it was a rising star.

In modern times, the Yumen clan has not indulged in the glory of the past. This clan is very active in the capital level operation and its industrial operation is very exaggerated. The wealth of the Yumen family has grown rapidly in half a century, and the establishment of the Yumen consortium is a large consortium with strong strength in the financial industry.

"...As it is called Yumen Hospital, this dungeon should have something to do with the Yumen clan, right?!"

While thinking about it in his mind, Zhicang Dongye opened the several iron doors next to him. The layout of the room in the iron door was exactly the same as the one he had just walked out. It was simple and crude, and there was no coating on the wall, and it was monotonous gray.

"It seems that I can't find anything here... Go up and take a look?"

Climb up from the stairs and as soon as he reached the top, a low noise came from his ears, which was the sound of mechanical operation.

On the upper floor, the space feels much larger than the basement below. On the left, there are various large and old machines piled up, some of which are still running, and some instruments can be seen on it.

These machines are separated from the outside world by an iron fence, which seems to be set up to distinguish the walking corridors and the mechanical devices.

"There are lights, but there are no windows on this floor. Could it be that I am still underground, right?"

The machine is operating, proving that the power supply exists. Zhicang Dongye is too lazy to think about why the power supply exists. After all, it is not the first time he has experienced this kind of strange image in the copy space, so it is no wonder.

“Huh?”

He stopped and an office chair appeared at the end of the corridor on this floor. A man sat upright, his hands lowered, and a paper bag was worn on his head. There was also a strange smile on the paper bag.

The smiling face painted in the paper bag is very uncomfortable. It is a crooked smiling face, giving people a sick feeling. There are two holes on the paper bag, which look like two empty eyes.

"Man... no, he is a dead person."

Zhicang Dongye stopped, but he soon discovered something abnormal, and strode over and lifted the paper bag hard.

Hurry!

Under the paper bag is a scarecrow's head. The "man" sitting here is actually just a scarecrow.

"Is this a prank..."

Zhicang Dongye lowered his head and saw a line of handwriting written on the desktop in red handwriting.

"Come again?"

He lowered his eyes and looked at it, unknowingly speaking out.

"If you don't like laughing, you will lose its 'pet' love..."

...Okay, it's totally unknown.

However, there seems to be a booklet here, which looks like a single case file book.

Zhicang Dongye reached out his hand, picked up the booklet, and flipped it out.

Who would have expected that the first page would be written in a line of red letters, "Don't read it!!!"
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