Chapter 63

Chapter 63

Before coming over, Ning Shuo had specifically checked his treatment plan. At eight-thirty, the nurse would come by to check on his room again.

So he only needed to get back before the psychiatric inpatient building was locked for the night.

Ning Shuo didn’t know why they were so certain the little girl they needed to find was this child named Zhu Xiangfeng. After they settled Zhu Xiangfeng back in her own ward, Shen Zhiwang explained, “We have to spend three nights and two days here. Counting this afternoon, Zhu Xiangfeng’s treatment period happens to line up exactly with that window.”

“And Xiangfeng isn’t sick or in pain. When she feels unwell, they can’t find anything wrong with her, but no one else thinks that’s strange at all. It’s like Xiangfeng was always supposed to be this way.”

“The strangest part is that Xiangfeng has no guardian. She’s like an abandoned child who was simply dumped here, yet no one at the hospital finds that strange either. It’s as if it’s only natural.”

Luo Li was much more direct. “The nurse taking care of me said I have a really good playmate named Zhu Xiangfeng.”

“If she’s already my playmate, then she’s either in cardiac surgery or pediatrics, so I made a lap around cardiac surgery and slipped over here.”

Ning Shuo looked thoughtful. “Then do you have any leads on the Cloth Doll?”

Shen Zhiwang shook his head, and Luo Li said, “That Cloth Doll is with me.”

Ning Shuo was confused. “If it’s with you, why didn’t you bring it?”

Luo Li was just as confused. “Why would I bring it?”

As the two of them stared at each other, the strange part finally surfaced. In unison, they asked, “What’s your mission?”

…

They didn’t have the same mission at all.

In complete contrast to Ning Shuo, even the name of the Script Luo Li had entered was entirely different-

“Destructive Angel’s Game.”

The mission content was also the exact opposite of Ning Shuo’s-

Find the little girl. Do everything you can not to satisfy her requests. Hurt her. Make her angry.

Luo Li was so furious her teeth itched. “I hate this kind of Yin-Yang Script the most!”

Leaning against the door, Ning Shuo counted the knocking sounds coming from behind him. “Yin-Yang?”

“Yeah. The camps are split into two sides. They’re already making us play PvE, and they still pull this crap. If that isn’t pure yin-yang nonsense, what is?”

Luo Li didn’t seem like the type to come up with that kind of nickname, so Ning Shuo asked, “Who came up with the name?”

“That lovesick fool Willow.”

“…” It looked like she held quite the grudge against Rao Lin.

Luo Li calmed down and looked toward the closed door with a complicated expression.

Zhu Xiangfeng was resting inside.

She hesitated for a moment, but in the end, she said nothing.

Shen Zhiwang, on the other hand, was perfectly open about it. “Since that’s the case, we’ll make this an individual battle.”

Ning Shuo nodded with a smile. “Inside a Script, everyone has always been fighting for themselves.”

It was just that in previous PvE modes, the default opposition had always been between the Player and the NPC.

When the Player side also had to oppose one another in PvE mode, their combined strength was no longer as great as when they were united.

Shen Zhiwang’s gaze fell on Luo Li. Luo Li’s voice was cold. “Don’t worry. Before we have a solution, I won’t damage my own interests.”

Shen Zhiwang smiled. “Then I assume Ms. Lolita won’t mind handing that Cloth Doll over to me later.”

Lolita shook her head. “No. Who knows if it’ll get stolen if I leave it with you?”

Shen Zhiwang said, “There’s no need to worry about that. Once I have it, I’ll destroy it immediately.”

Ning Shuo, who had just been about to leave: “…That’s pretty ruthless.”

As he walked, he waved a hand. “In that case, God bless. Let’s hope that doll doesn’t go missing before you get your hands on it.”

Shen Zhiwang didn’t know the Half-Immortal’s true abilities. Luo Li, however, seemed to sense something and followed him.

To avoid running into that nurse again on the way, Ning Shuo took up his responsibilities as an older brother and escorted his little sister back to her ward.
Then the little sister searched everywhere for the Cloth Doll before turning an expressionless look on her brother. “You really are a Half-Immortal.”

Ning Shuo said modestly, “Oh, I wouldn’t dare. I’m only half accurate.”

After leaving the hospital room, he avoided prying eyes and slipped over to another room. “Hey there, Nan-ge.”

Qin Genan was holding the Cloth Doll. “You reacted fast. I was just about to go in when you leaned back against the door and locked it behind you.”

Ning Shuo said, “I just noticed something was off.”

“You’re even on guard against Lolita?”

“It’s not being on guard,” Ning Shuo said lazily. “Since we’re temporarily each fighting for ourselves, this is respect for her, and an acknowledgment of her strength.”

“She wouldn’t want us to treat her like some helpless little girl, protecting her even when we’re on opposing sides, as if we don’t take her seriously.”

Qin Genan burst out laughing. “I like that attitude of yours! You’ve only played one Script with Lolita and you already understand her this well!”

After they finished talking about Lolita, Ning Shuo asked curiously, “Nan-ge, what illness does your identity have?”

Qin Genan’s laughter came to an abrupt stop.

“…Hemiplegia.”

Ning Shuo: “…”

Ning Shuo: “Haha.”

No wonder they were in neurology.

Ning Shuo was filled with solemn respect. “You’ve got it rough, Nan-ge.”

For someone this talkative and lively, having to pretend to be paralyzed for who knew how long was no easy task.

Since Qin Genan couldn’t conveniently move around, Ning Shuo put the Cloth Doll into his Backpack, planning to find a chance to give it to Zhu Xiangfeng later.

He was trying to circle around the others and return to his room, but his steps halted as he passed the restroom around a corner.

Ning Shuo carefully examined his surroundings.

The hospital at night was much quieter than during the day, but when Ning Shuo turned this corner, even the whisper of wind brushing past his ears vanished.

The corridor seemed to have become incomparably long. Ning Shuo took two steps.

As he moved, the end of the corridor seemed to move with him.

Ning Shuo stopped walking and swept a careful gaze over his surroundings.

The closest place to him was the restroom. Ning Shuo looked at the mirror outside it.

In the next instant, a bloody cut suddenly appeared on his face in the mirror.

At the same moment, pain stung his face. He reached up and came away with a finger smeared in blood.

Ning Shuo took a few quick steps, but no matter how far he walked, there was always that mirror outside the restroom beside him.

He had to get out of this corridor.

Other than the restroom just now, the nearest place was the room beside it.

-The morgue.

Ning Shuo took a deep breath and strode into the morgue.

There was one more bloody cut on his face, but at least he had gotten away from that mirror.

The air conditioning was on in the morgue, and Ning Shuo’s body temperature was already on the low side. The consequences of staying too long in cold storage went without saying.

As he stood in the morgue thinking about how to get out, something suddenly grabbed his wrist.

Every hair on Ning Shuo’s body stood on end. Holy shit, the corpse is moving!

He was just about to kick the body away when an embrace wrapped around him, carrying a chill that made Ning Shuo shiver before warmth returned. “How did you get two wounds?”

That voice…

Ning Shuo fell silent for a moment. “Can I ask why you’re in the morgue, Ningning?”

Ning Wang covered his awkwardness with a light cough. “My login point was here.”

Ning Shuo said gently, “You mean your identity in this Script is a corpse?”

“…”

“Are you trying to have a human-ghost romance with me?”

Ning Wang chuckled softly. “Why not? Gege, doesn’t that make it more exciting?”

Ning Shuo silently took a deep breath.

Life was full of malfunctions-including the person who was almost his boyfriend.