Infinite weird games

In the darkness, Zis lost the touch of his limbs and floated in a daze above the dreamland.

Below, a light blue halo of light was cast from a high place, illuminating the entire operating room coldly, with the focus falling on the bed in the center of the room.

Chiss noticed that there was a weak woman lying on the hospital bed. Her face was somewhat similar to the female ghost he saw in the ward, but her abdomen was highly bulging.

Doctors in white coats gathered around the hospital bed, their faces blurred, and a man with clean white clothes stood out, who was probably Cheng An from the past.

The doctors were sterilizing scalpels and looking for anesthesia needles. They were busy coming and going, like a group of frogs disturbed by stones.

The woman on the bed suddenly stretched out her pale and skinny hand and grabbed Cheng An's sleeve: "Dr. Cheng, I'm so scared... Do you think I will die here?"

Cheng An stopped what he was doing, lowered his head and replied: "No, you are still young, nothing will happen to you."

The woman's voice was still trembling with fear: "But I heard it's been seven months, and it would be very dangerous to abort it..."

Cheng An's shoulders visibly stiffened, but a young nurse next to him sneered: "Didn't you make it yourself? Why did you go there earlier? Hiding in the deep mountains and old forests, you thought you could get away with it."

Cheng An glanced sideways at the little nurse, perhaps to express a warning, but there was no expression on his misty face.

Two seconds later, he sighed and said to the woman: "You will be fine, don't be afraid, it's nothing."

The words were not very confident, but the woman seemed to believe him, letting go of her hand and making no more noise.

The scene speeds up, and the intense surgical process passes quickly, and then slows down at a certain moment, showing more details.

Zeiss saw large areas of bright red blood blooming on the white background, spreading around like paint dripping into clear water.

Perhaps because he was in an out-of-body state, he did not suffer from the symptoms of dizziness as before, but the scene in front of him suddenly turned dark as if a light had been turned off.

Noisy voices rang in my ears.

"He's bleeding heavily... I can't stop it..." "Hurry up and get a blood transfusion! I have type O blood, take mine!"

There was a flurry of pinging and banging for a while, and it seemed like someone knocked down an iron frame, making a loud "crash".

"I can't be saved, I'm sorry." The neutral voice said sadly.

Low cries sounded sadly, and arguments ensued.

A group of people started pushing and shoving, which soon turned into insults and fights. A sharp female voice shouted from the side: "You can't blame Dr. Cheng, he even drew his own blood!"

"Quack, quack, quack, quack!" The frog chirped loudly, far and near, one after another, one sound drowning out the other, gradually burying all the voices.

"Bang!" A man fell to the ground amidst the sound of frogs and seemed to have fainted.

The noise stopped, and concerned voices sounded one after another: "Dr. Cheng, what's wrong with you?"

"Doctor Cheng! Wake up!"

…

Qisi opened his eyes and saw the white ceiling of the ward.

It was already dawn, and the early morning light poured through the uncurtained window lattice, illuminating the entire ward.

Chiss found himself lying on the hospital bed well, with no blood around him and no pain in his ankle. Everything I experienced after twelve o'clock last night seemed to be just an illusion.

On the system interface, the value in the [Failure Rate] column changed to [20%] at some point.

After staying in sight for two seconds, the large text was refreshed crazily, like a pop-up window popping up on a computer interface that had just recovered from a stuck state.

[You are a person who strictly abides by the rules, and sometimes you are so strict that you are unkind; whether it is public order and good customs, laws and regulations, or some new policies, you will implement them meticulously and with a prudent attitude. 】

[Last night, you actually violated the hospital's rules and took the initiative to leave the ward after lights out. Others don't know you, but the dean knows your character. If he knew about this, he would be surprised and worried. 】

[Of course, the abnormality last night may just be due to haemorrhage. You forgot a lot of things due to extreme fear, which is excusable, but Xu Qing (ghost) still has doubts about you. 】

[Performance failure rate +20%]

Good news, I learned more about Cheng An's character: a machine who abides by the law and has no need for emotion.

Bad news, suddenly one fifth closer to complete failure.

Qisi did not have too many unnecessary emotions. After all, if nothing unexpected happened, the copy time limit would be five days, and the failure rate would increase by 20% in one day, which was within the acceptable range.

However, Weird Game directly dealt with it this time, which still surprised him.

"Does this mean that I would rather be in the same room with ghosts than escape out the door when I'm suffering from haematosis? It seems that in this dungeon, the priority of acting is much higher than dealing with ghosts..."

Qisi remembered that he fainted in the corridor last night. A few steps away was a long line of female ghosts, who were obviously coming with bad intentions.

According to common sense, he should have woken up in his bed by now, deciding whether to spend the last half hour playing games or writing a suicide note, but the fact is that he is still alive and well.

It can be seen from this that although the ghost has no connection with him, there is a certain probability that it will not harm him; and once the failure rate of the role is reached, he will definitely die without negotiation.

Qisi's eyes fell on the last line of the prompt text.

The role-playing rules say that [if the NPC is suspicious, the failure rate will be increased by 5% to 20% depending on the situation].

The failure rate increased by 20% at once, not because his failure rate is 20%, but because it can only be increased by 20% at a time. In other words, his actions last night were definitely a major or even fatal mistake.

But from the system prompts and memories, the only people who witnessed his violation were a group of ghosts in the ward and the corridor.

Even if the role-playing judgment is so strict that it is not allowed to make ghosts suspicious, it is not enough to support such a severe punishment.

Unless... those ghosts are of great importance.

"Why does the system prompt specifically mention the dean? The role-playing judgment is a failure. In the final analysis, is it because the dean discovered the abnormality? There shouldn't be such a boring setting as surveillance..."

"If I want to get more clues, I will contact those ghosts sooner or later; but I have blood phobia, and I will fall into a coma when I see ghosts with blood on their bodies... It's troublesome." Qi Si looked at the female name "Xu Qing" in the prompt text and touched his chin.

It was a blessing in disguise last night. After he fainted, he dreamed of the scene in Cheng An's memory.

It can be basically determined that Cheng An is an obstetrician and gynecologist. During an artificial abortion operation, the patient died of heavy bleeding, and he was stimulated by this and suffered from hemophobia.

If you want to explore this copy in depth, you must first find a way to cure hemophobia, otherwise you will faint at any time and anywhere, which is almost the same as telling the ghost: "I am hopeless, please take me away quickly."

"So how to treat hemophobia? Homologous stimulation? Untie the knot?" Qi Si fell into deep thought.

Homologous stimulation, that is, forcing yourself to repeatedly witness human blood, this method has been determined to be useless.

From yesterday to now, Qi Si has seen no less than three bloody scenes. He himself has no waves in his heart, but his body has honestly fainted.

As for untying the knot... Qi Si has no knot. What's wrong with the failure of the operation causing death? Not actively killing people and vivisection is already good.

Of course, the original owner obviously doesn't think so.

Qi Si felt the deep malice of the weird game towards him.

Apart from being very clean, he and the original owner have completely opposite personalities and views in other aspects, even to the point of being unreasonable...

If he could communicate with the original owner face to face, he would still have the confidence to change the original owner's ideas through words; but the problem is that the original owner had died the moment he entered this copy...

"What the hell is this? A haunted hospital, a desperate battle royale? A 20% increase in the failure rate for one night, this is really amazing..." A familiar voice sounded in the distance, and just by listening to the tone, one could imagine the speaker's sad face.

Then a timid male voice said, "Fatty, stop talking. My sister is in a bad mood."

The voice in front said indignantly, "Do you think I'm in a good mood? I really believed your nonsense. I haven't even made a single move to clear the level, and I'm still thinking about clearing the level as a TE..."

The female voice interrupted, "It was my decision-making mistake. I didn't expect this dungeon to be so tricky. But we all added a 20% failure rate, which is fair. There's nothing to complain about."

The door of the ward was pushed open from the outside, and Huang Xiaofei walked in first and sat on the bedside table. Lu Zimo and Sun Dekuan followed behind.

The three of them were all covered in dust and dripping wet, as if they had just been pulled out of the water.

Huang Xiaofei and Lu Zimo were fine, but Sun Dekuan's tight hospital gown was wrinkled as if it had been ravaged, and the edges were torn in many places. You can imagine what kind of crisis they went through last night.

Qi Si sat up from the bed and asked knowingly: "You have been out for so long, have you found anything?"

Huang Xiaofei sneered: "You don't want to take the risk to explore, why do you expect us to tell you?"

No one paid attention to her.

Sun Dekuan seemed to have finally found someone to complain to, and complained to Qi Si: "Don't say it, I just turned a corridor last night and was surrounded by a group of female ghosts. We couldn't kill them or run away. We hid in the corner all night, and it was so hard to move..."

He regretted standing with Huang Xiaofei. The advantage of the force-type players is to pass the level safely. If you don't have that level and want to go the TE route, you are simply digging yourself into a pit...

The night in the hospital is obviously not suitable for going out. Even if the player is not sick, going out will not get much useful information. Instead, it will consume physical strength and get involved in crisis.

Qi Si sighed: "I guess what the nurses said is one of the hidden rules of this copy. You can't open the door or window at night, otherwise unclean things will come in. After you left yesterday, a frog and a female ghost entered the room. I pretended to be asleep and escaped. The failure rate has increased a bit." Huang Xiaofei finally noticed the blue frog squatting in the corner after hearing this. He threw a piece of paper over in the same way. The new frog was beheaded just like yesterday. "But I did get some useful information." Qi Si's expression did not change, and his eyes pretended to glance at the upper left corner of his sight. "The system prompts that the character I play has a psychological shadow because of the failure of the operation on a woman named 'Xu Qing'. He is extremely afraid of ghosts coming to claim his life, so he can't calmly pretend to sleep after seeing the ghosts."

Sun Dekuan thought of something and slapped his thigh: "I also got a reminder that the person I played was timid and opportunistic. He didn't dare to go out and wander around on the first day. He had to observe the wind direction for a period of time..."

All players who go out at night have an increased failure rate, which is really fair in a sense.

Although I don’t know whether other players can’t go out after lights out only on the first day, or whether they can’t go out after lights out, but the risk of increasing the failure rate is enough to make them prohibitive.

Huang Xiaofei suddenly looked at Qisi and asked abruptly: "How much has your failure rate increased?"

Both her and Lu Zimo's failure rates have increased by 20%. The next exploration must be cautious. If necessary, it is best to use players with lower failure rates to try and make mistakes.

As for what to do if the other party is unwilling, then use moral kidnapping - "You don't want us all to be unable to pass the level, right?"

The purpose of asking questions suddenly is to disrupt others, reduce the possibility of lying, and obtain more truthful answers.

Qisi had a clear understanding of Huang Xiaofei's psychology. He turned his head and looked at her and smiled: "I want to know, then... you - guess - ah -"

…

On the top floor of the hospital, in a dimly lit office.

The tall bookcases that cover the windows are packed with all kinds of books, and archives are stacked high and placed on the bottom floor.

The shadow of the bookcase is just right on the purple desk. In the center of the clean and tidy table is a small imitation statue of "Lamentation of Christ". The faces of the Virgin and Christ are full of East Asian characteristics.

There was a piece of white paper lying flat in front of the statue. A black pen flew up in the air as if held by a ghost, and automatically wrote lines of text on the page:

[Dear Sir (DATA EXPUNGED):]

[As you can predict, all the patients admitted to Ward 404, whether they were doctors or patients before, have had a certain degree of personality change after moving in, and have exhibited weird behaviors that go against common sense. 】

[Last night, Dr. Cheng An, who was supposed to strictly abide by the rules, rushed out of the room like crazy in the middle of the night and fainted in the corridor. I returned him to his bed, not seeing anything frightening in the ward, perhaps the poor man was just driven mad by the hallucinations caused by his condition. 】

[The other three patients with clean information voluntarily walked out of the ward while they were awake. I am sure that they did not suffer from sleepwalking. They seemed to want to look elsewhere or leave our hospital directly; after seeing me, they quickly regained their composure after their initial fright. 】

[It took a lot of effort to stop them, and for a moment I even wanted to kill them. But in order not to affect the plan that is so close to success, I can only choose to be patient as always. 】

[Sir, I think you must know something. If you can, tell your faithful believers in mercy. 】

【(DATA EXPUNGED)】