Strange Game Designer Chapter 239

Chapter 239 Patients with virtual cognitive disorder

"Su Mo is probably not dead yet. There were no signs of struggle in the house. He and the woman might have escaped through other exits, such as the window." Brother Xiong also knew that this was unlikely. He could only say that he had not seen Su Mo yet. Mo's body, so he had to try to think on the bright side.

Lao Sao shook his head: "In this room where the monster lives, anything unimaginable will happen, and it will be difficult for everything to develop in the direction we want."

Her heart was beating faster than usual. Lao Sao had always felt very uncomfortable. He could predict the danger, but now he was haunted by that feeling all the time, and he didn't know where the danger came from.

"Lishan Hospital is completely different from the house I first entered. It's very different." Lao Sao hesitated for a moment, looked at Li Ding and Brother Xiong, and told the truth: "I didn't expect it before entering. What happened was that I made a misjudgment.”

"Don't think too much, cheer up." Brother Xiong grabbed Lao Sao's arm: "Your phone has been vibrating, don't you take a look?"

"It was the post I posted online that was replied to. People outside are very curious about what happened to us." Lao Sao casually turned on his phone, clicked on the post, and showed it to his companions.

The night was behind them, and the late afternoon light was shining in front of them.

Lao Sao reacted quickly and asked for help without hesitation: "We are here to help our friend's mother get medicine! Help! There are monsters chasing us!"

"No wonder I can still receive their messages even if I block them! Are all these guys who reply to messages ghosts?" His neck was wet with cold sweat, and Lao Sao looked at the comments that said strange words.

“I seem to have found you, I seem to have found you!”

“Found it, found it! I found you!”

“Huh?” Lao Sao glanced at the screen. The first comment under the post was a curse—all four of you will die in the hospital, be cut into pieces of the same size, and put into my newly exchanged jars.

As long as the heart can still sense danger, it will not stop.

The phone vibrated again, and a picture was sent, which was taken from the corridor of the psychiatric department.

In addition to his highly alienated head, his hands were also severely alienated, with no fingers and only two masses of softened flesh.

They can mutate into different weapons according to the child's commands, such as sickles, chains, etc.

“It's the ones you usually use to play games and quarrel with others!”

Following closely behind him, Li Ding and Brother Xiong were also tripped over.

　　Pictures were sent continuously. The thing entered the floor and ran wildly in the corridor. Picture after picture made the phone screen glow continuously.

Pain came from all parts of the body. Before Lao Sao could even raise his head, his neck was pressed by a special knife.

The old man suddenly covered his chest: "Run! Run!" The three of them rushed out of the room, and happened to see a child of about ten years old standing outside the ward a few meters away. He was wearing a huge game helmet and had a skinny figure. , but the movements were ridiculously fast.

The child patient was chasing hysterically, and Li Ding was running at the back. He was really anxious: "Old coquettish! What did you do to that child?"

“I will find you, I will find you, cut you into building blocks, and put you together into the shape I like.”

"The four of you will die in different rooms. I will make you all mute and deaf, and make you into toys to gain attention to satisfy those guests who like novelties and perversions."

“Let me play with you! Let me chop your mouth into pieces! Let me see how hard your mouth is! How hard!”

Li Ding cleared the message screen and saw blurry pictures and text.

Seeing the content of the reply, Li Ding and Brother Xiong looked a little unhappy: "The person who replied to you is so strange!"

The three of them fled all the way to the first floor. When the old man at the front stepped out of the corridor, he seemed to trip over something and fell heavily to the ground.

The pictures of the backstage are still being updated. We went down from the seventh floor. After pausing for a few pictures on the fourth floor, we entered the safe passage again.

In the increasingly darkening clinic, the bright light reflected the faces of several people palely.

Lao Sao and the other three looked at each other, all nervous.

The picture was taken on the floor of the psychiatric department. At the same time, the door to the safe passage was also opened.

“**! Why are there so many monsters here!”

Li Ding's adrenaline surged and he ran harder.

　　After Lao Sao scolded the other party in a private message, he blocked the other party. However, he did not expect that the other party was in the hospital, nor did he expect that the other party would follow his post and follow him.

　　　“That's it.”

Two teams of security personnel stood separately. The leader had long black hair, and every inch of his skin was filled with ferocious ghost lines.

"But he knows that we are four people. You didn't disclose this information in the post before!" Li Ding clicked on Lao Sao's background. The reason why his phone kept vibrating was because the person on the first floor of the post kept bombarding Lao Sao with private messages. .

"I will tear your mouth apart bit by bit. I have brought the biggest hook I can find in the hospital. I am going to try everything I said on you!"

Excited screams came from the game helmet. The child was so fast that his head was lowered by the game helmet. His legs were swinging and he was chasing after him.

　With the fastest speed, Lao Sao turned his cell phone to silent mode, but it seemed to be a little too late.

The child's head has completely grown together with the game helmet, and the wires and blood vessels have become alienated together. This patient seems to be unable to distinguish between reality and games.

“There are a lot of comments like this, so you don't need to worry about it.” Lao Sao has run his own account and is immune to scolding comments.

The private message pictures in the background are constantly updated, starting from a certain ward on the seventh floor of the hospital, then the messy corridor, and then the safe passage they just walked through before.

Lao Sao rushed to the front. He didn't dare to look back and ran frantically towards the road.

The pictures are like reminder notes. Lao Sao originally wanted to ask for help from people outside through the Internet, but it seems that only people inside the hospital can see his posts.

Looking up in horror, Lao Sao saw two teams of security personnel wearing black Bureau of Investigation uniforms standing in the hall.

　　A child wearing a game helmet has appeared at the entrance of the corridor. His hands have transformed into two sickles, just like the protagonist of the game who can freely choose to change weapons.

The dazzling blood ring was stuck on his wrist, and the man stepped on the old coquettish man's head: "There are actually survivors? Aren't you just a Kaitan player?"

"A low-level shadow alienation product, not even a big ghost." The man did not pull out the knife. He stepped over the old Sao's head and walked towards the corridor alone.

The ghost eye tattoo on his neck blinked, and the man had a smile on his face. The child patient was not afraid and raised the sickles in both hands as if he was preparing to fight a game boss.

(End of this chapter)

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