Different Dimension Game

"Don't worry, the ability of suspended animation may not be of much use in the hospital script."

"Just try another 'Paperman Manipulation' ability."

"I can control the paper man, go to some dangerous places, and maybe get more information."

Thinking of this, Wang Hao put on the helmet again with the mentality of trying.

[The script you entered is "The Incredible Hospital", and your current game points are 10100. 】

More money brings a sense of security!

The start is still in the same office. After a few minutes, the director of the office will come over to chat with the dean and want to build a new building.

Wang Hao also ran out, chatted a few words, and suddenly asked, "Director, the history of Building 3 is very long, right?"

"Yes, that was the tallest building in our city more than 40 years ago, and it has been surpassed by many buildings now." The bald director turned his head and said with a smile, "But the most recent tall buildings have not been approved by the government. Especially It is a high-rise building of more than 500 meters, and basically it will not be built again.”

This rule is similar to the one on Earth.

Once upon a time, people thought that the higher the building, the more prosperous the city, and the row upon row of all kinds of strange buildings, but in fact this is just a psychological factor.

Whether it is comfort, ventilation, fire protection, high-rise buildings are no better than shorter houses, especially high-rise buildings may have the problem of foundation sinking... So it is not approved now.

After the plot between the two was over, Wang Hao picked up ordinary scissors and began to cut paper.

Soon, a vivid paper villain appeared in his hand.

After drawing round eyes, a line of prompts popped up.

[You made a paper man. Quality: inferior. 】

【You can now control the paper figurines with your spiritual power. The power of the paper man is determined by the material of the paper and your spiritual power. 】

Wang Hao tried a little, this control method, like having a small clone, is not too complicated.

Under the influence of mental power, the paper figurine stood up crookedly, a breeze blew, and the paper figurine suddenly floated in the air, losing control.

"A piece of ordinary A4 paper consumes about 0.1 points of mental strength per second. I have 5,000 points of mental strength, which can last for more than 10 hours, which is definitely enough."

However, once this paper figure is soaked or blown away by the wind, it will become uncontrollable...

"It needs to be strengthened a little bit."

Wang Hao found some iron wire, plus a few pieces of oily paper, and recreated a new paper figurine.

Many things in the game have been simplified, and after about 15 minutes, an oily paper man with iron wire as a skeleton was finished.

Whether it is a door gap or a vent, it can be drilled in, and the flexibility is fully guaranteed.

"The consumption of mental power has increased by 0.5 per second. It can be tolerated."

In fact, this ability is quite practical, as long as there is a strong enough paper figurine, it can be used as a means of resisting weirdness...

Of course, this kind of "powerful" paper figurine requires a lot of rare materials and various research support. If you want to achieve the kind of Xanadu Village, you may have to try a lot.

The paper figurine's field of vision is naturally inferior to that of humans, with black and white images and some pixels.

"It's like a robot..."

Holding this paper figure, he first rummaged through boxes and cabinets in the archives room to check the information about Building 3.

【Please do not take the information out of the archives at will. 】

There is only this sticker on the wall.

After searching for a long time, all the information in Building 3 was destroyed by someone.

Wang Hao was not discouraged, and searched again.

This time, I actually found a dusty notebook in a hidden drawer.

"What is this... a diary? In the last reincarnation, I haven't found this thing yet."

He gently opened the diary, as if a product called "history" emerged from the notebook.

[You found an important clue, 'my' diary. 】

"On June 20, the weather was fine."

"I am the director of the archives department of this hospital, and I have worked diligently here for many, many years."

"My name is Zhou Jieran, but I always find it strange... I look at myself in the mirror, and I often have doubts. Am I really called Zhou Haoran?"

"Memory reminds me that I have been working in this hospital for twenty years."

"And last week, I measured my bone age. I'm only twenty-four years old. Did I work here when I was four years old? Although the bone age is not very accurate, it is in the forties. Isn't it strange that I have a bone age of twenty-four? Am I so gifted that I won't age?"

"Just today, in the hospital, I saw a young and old patient. Although he is only a teenager, he looks like he is in his thirties or forties."

"I think about myself, is it the same? I think about some possibilities and I'm scared, but I can't record any more."

(A lot of underlining, the writer may have realized something and just crossed it out.)

So "my" name is Zhou Haoran?

Wang Hao's eyebrows jumped twice, looking at his work nameplate, it was indeed called "Zhou Haoran".

"On June 21, the weather was fine."

"I found that there is no surveillance in our hospital, and the specific photos of the characters are also sparse. This is not unusual... Our world, how can I put it, sometimes it is a blessing to not know, we carefully follow With the known rules, it has been twenty or thirty years in a flash?"

"It is impossible for me to marry a wife and have children. Although children may be safe, being born in such a world is undoubtedly a kind of torture. (A lot of words are crossed out) I am a person who likes ancient poetry, and I seem to have thought about it, Be a historian?"

A lot of nonsense describing life and emotions, this guy seems to be extremely stressed, and he can't stop reading in his diary.

Wang Hao was also a little confused.

In theory, this "avatar", without its own thinking and actions, should not have an overly complicated character background, and it is even more impossible to write a diary.

So the owner of this diary is someone else?

"I am the director of the archives office, and also the successor... Some kind of mysterious force has placed me in this job position? The owner of this diary will not... is already dead."

31xs/12/12970/《Sword Comes》

Wang Hao's face was a little gloomy and uncertain. With the excavation of clues, the Qingtian Hospital really became more and more strange.

"On June 22, the weather was fine."

"When I was sorting out the files, I observed that there was almost no mobility among the staff in the hospital. Everyone went to get off work on time every day, and they got off work on time every day, and no one asked for leave. It's a really amazing thing. Everyone praises the staff in the hospital. Working atmosphere, enthusiastic work, saving lives and healing patients, are our code of conduct."

"There are more and more praises from the outside world."

"And I thought of a terrifying possibility... the veiled truth is terrifying."

"The rules of the past may be wrong, no, I have to pursue the truth. Even if I may die because of it... (lots of black graffiti

The middle of the diary skipped two days.

But in the next diary, UU reading www.uukanshu.com made Wang Hao's heart skip a beat, sweat profusely, and goosebumps all over his body.

"On June 25, the weather is fine."

"I spent two days in panic, and I'm ready to go."

The text below is written with a red marker.

"My name is Zhou Haoran, I am 45 years old this year. In order to find the truth, I am ready to commit myself! I am not committing suicide because of despair, I am just pursuing the truth!"

"Please pay attention, I! With absolute determination and perseverance, I will complete this operation!"

"I'm about to inject cyanide that can kill 10,000 elephants. It's impossible to survive. Within a second, I will die! Please believe me, I will!"

"My name is Zhou Haoran, I am 45 years old this year, 1.72 meters tall, and looks mature!"

"My name is Zhou Haoran, I am 45 years old this year, 1.72 meters tall, and looks mature!

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