Game Boss She Comes From Interstellar

The girl had roughly introduced the rules of the trial. From the look on Zheng Caijun's face, you could tell that he was thinking carefully about what he said, "I've been talking for a long time and I still don't know your name. My name is Qiu Tong."

"Zheng Caijun."

Zheng Caijun lived up to his name and was quite handsome. Qiu Tong showed a friendly smile and said, "Please understand. The head nurse has told you what to do. I happened to be free, so I went to help you."

"When it's almost noon, remember to deliver meals to the psychiatric patients. Originally, the head nurse asked me to do it, but now I have to go to the inpatient department and I can't leave. Please."

After speaking, Qiu Tong clasped her hands together and looked at Zheng Caijun with pleading eyes.

No one who knows these secrets for the first time is not curious about the patients in the psychiatric inpatient unit.

I happened to take advantage of the meal delivery to ask Zheng Caijun to check it out, which could be considered as buying him a favor so that I could get along with him as a colleague in the future.

What a good opportunity. Zheng Caijun was overjoyed. Looking at Qiu Tong's unscrupulous look, he hesitated and said, "But I don't know the route to the hospital yet, so I'm afraid I won't be able to send her."

Although he said this, Zheng Caijun's curious look convinced Qiutong that he wanted to go but was afraid of the head nurse.

He quickly told Zheng Caijun, "It's okay if you don't know the way. Just wait in the cafeteria."

"Other colleagues will come over at noon, and they will bring food to you. You only need to be responsible for distributing it to the patients."

There are more people on trial for mental illness this year than in previous years. Zheng Caijun alone cannot deliver lunch at once, not to mention that Qiu Tong asked Zheng Caijun to do this task on her behalf.

Afraid that Zheng Caijun would regret it, Qiu Tong waved her hand and ran towards the inpatient department as if running away.

This Qiutong is not simple, Zheng Caijun thought with great difficulty as he looked at the direction in which she disappeared.

Is it like an NPC that the game deliberately invests to lure players into completing tasks? Or...

Ghost?

Forget it, Zheng Caijun shook his head, admitting that he was not a high-IQ player. He was still good at mental work. He couldn't think of anything anymore.

I can't figure it out, so I sent him some food.

In the psychiatric room, the patients sat together in a group, each analyzing the situation and their next plan.

The arrival of Yin and Bai brought a lot of useful news, and naturally other players also became interested.

Touching his shriveled belly, Zhu Zhuang was thinking about the arrival of lunch.

The sticky stuff in the morning was so disgusting that he didn't take a few bites. Now he was so hungry that his eyes were black and he couldn't care about anything else.

"Don't think about the next step yet."

The few people discussed endlessly, and Zhu Zhuang's head became even bigger when he heard it, "Why hasn't lunch come yet?"

"No, it's an unpalatable sticky thing again, right?" The one-star player reluctantly choked out these words after being stopped by Zhu Zhuang.

He was also hungry, but when he thought about the food in the courtyard, he didn't dare to look forward to it.

Hearing this, Zhu Zhuang became even more powerless. If he had known he was eating something like this, he should have thrown some snacks into his backpack.

The backpack was full of steel rods and the like, and there was not a single bite to eat.

The one-star players are similar to Zhu Zhuang, they are all props.

Just when they were regretting not buying snacks, the sound of wheels rolling on the ground was heard outside the door.

coming.

All eyes were turned to the door at this moment, and they opened the door as expected and pushed a cart of food.

The npc moves very quickly, and within a moment, everything is arranged in a straight line.

"Thank you, everyone," the voice came from outside the door, and then a man in a nurse's uniform walked in. The work badge on his clothes had three words engraved on it - Zheng Caijun.

Sure enough it was him.

An Ran didn't look surprised. She knew that Zheng Caijun would find a way to come over anyway, but she didn't expect that he would come so quickly.

But Zhu Zhuang was different. When he saw that Zheng Caijun was leading the meal, his eyes lit up.

He probably wouldn't let his fellow players eat badly.

He had completely forgotten that he and Zheng Caijun still had a personal feud.

But when he saw the liquid dripping from the side of the vat, his whole face turned cold.

"Thank you for your hard work, please wait outside the door now." Zheng Caijun gracefully picked up a spoon and motioned to the patients to line up for meals.

Upon seeing this, the NPC nodded and turned around mechanically, closing the door behind him.

They are not worried that this group of so-called mentally ill patients will harm Nurse Zheng. All the staff members are well aware of this.

They were all judged and did not have any mental illness at all. They were just given the title.

Rather than calling them mental patients, they prefer to call these patients - "v".

The moment the door closed, Zheng Caijun threw down the spoon. The smell of the sticky substance was not pleasant. He took out the dish towel he had hidden, wiped his hands clean, and called to other players, "Do it yourself, do it yourself."

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"Eat as much as you want, but I guess you don't like the taste either."

A fishy smell.

"You feel good," Zhu Zhuang scooped a large spoonful into the plate, put it into his mouth as if he was dead, and hummed, "Nurse Zheng eats better than the patient."

Although I don’t want to eat it, I can’t help it.

If he didn't eat something, the danger hidden in the dark place would not kill him, but he would starve to death first.

Zheng Caijun chuckled, "Eat more, who will let the system identify you as a patient."

The two started again.

An Ran pulled Zheng Caijun, who was quarreling with Zhu Zhuang, and asked, "What is your mission?"

"What mission?" An Ran's sudden question made Zheng Caijun confused. Why didn't he know what the mission was?

"You don't have a mission?" Hua Yingman asked suspiciously.

Players who play the role of patients and doctors have their own tasks. How could Zheng Caijun from the nurse camp not have one?

Seeing the impatient looks of several people, Zheng Caijun tried hard to recall what he had seen and heard. He believed that the boss would not ask questions out of nowhere. He must have encountered something.

But after thinking about it for a while, did the system say it had any tasks? What happened?

Under everyone's expectant gazes, Zheng Caijun said bravely, "I have no mission."

No mission? Did you guess wrong?

"Are you sure?" An Ran asked with confirmation.

"Boss, I really have no mission," Zheng Caijun nodded, and the system panel never appeared in front of him. "Boss, do you have any clues?"

Before An Ran could answer, Zhu Zhuang, who had filled his stomach, sat on the ground and gargled with a bucket while talking.

"We all have missions, even Li Shen has missions, how come you don't have one?"

As if thinking of something, Zhu Zhuang spit out the water in his mouth.

"Could it be that he forgot what his mission was and didn't dare to tell everyone the truth, so he had to lie and say that he had forgotten it?"

Zheng Caijun ignored Zhu Zhuang's sarcasm, "Boss, what is your mission?"

I swear to my idol, he really has no mission.

The system display board has not appeared in front of him since this copy started.

Not to mention posting tasks.

"Escape from death," said these words slowly, and An Ran fell into deep thought again.

Xiang Yu, who had been silent all this time, and An Ran, also chose to believe what Zheng Caijun said.

What Zheng Caijun said is right.

There are no tasks, maybe the system did it deliberately to confuse the player's thinking.

"What about Kurigami?"

"Their task is more difficult," Xiang Yu responded. "Their task is to find out the secret of this hospital."

A secret?

Qiu Tong's brief introduction sounded in his ears. Zheng Caijun pulled a few people over and lowered his voice, "The psychiatric inpatient department you are in is named after this hospital."

Regardless of the opinions of other players, Zheng Caijun continued, "The real power here is not under the control of the dean. The dean is just the acting manager. The real controllers are a group of people who call themselves judges."

"What judge?"

From the beginning, I have always heard the word "Judge", but no player knows what it means.

"The spirit and all patients are judges and are judged by judgment."

"The method of trial is through the vote of the judges, which means that the judges can control everything in the psychiatric department."

"The only way out for all patients who enter the psychiatric inpatient unit is for the judges to unanimously prove that they are cured of their illness."

Xiang Yu frowned. He had never seen such an unrealistic copy after being in the game for so long.

All copies of the Abyss game are copies that are realistic and based on the real world, although there will be some changes in some places.

Just like the layout of the current hospital looks very much like a prison, there are still hospital prototypes that are not so outrageous that they fall off the system's design of the replica.

For example, there will be no aliens in dungeons related to work. At most, the system will only place ghosts who died suddenly on the job due to overwork.

This copy is really weird. Even the patient's diagnosis is not based on the doctor's diagnosis, but on the vote of the so-called judge.

Zhu Zhuang looked at Zheng Caijun with a complicated face, "I've been having bad luck since I met you."

Whether he is looking for trouble or trying to deceive, even the clues in the dungeon are incomprehensible.

Before I met Zheng Caijun, I can't say that I was very lucky, but I was also lucky. At least I didn't encounter copies that were as nonsensical as now.

This is not a hospital, the system is probably deliberately trying to mess with them.

"Bah," Zheng Caijun looked at Zhu Zhuang with a look of disgust, "I'm just unlucky if I meet you, right?"

The war between the two is about to break out.

Ignoring the two men's appearance of fighting each other, Xiang Yu asked Xiang Anran.

"It seems that our task is not easy." If it is true that what Zheng Caijun said can only be walked out of the hospital with a unanimous vote from the judges, then according to the system's temper, they will never be able to leave the hospital in their lifetime.

"Take it one step at a time," An Ran said a few words in front of Xiang Yu's ear as if thinking of something.

Zhang Yurou, who was on the side, stared at An Ran.

She knew that An Ran had a plan at this time, otherwise how could she tell Xiang Yu quietly.

As for what is Enron's plan and how to lead the players to escape?

She doesn't care.

She only needs to destroy Enron's perfect plan after learning the plan.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yurou's originally sweet face revealed a twisted smile.

At this time, Zhang Yurou had been blinded by desire, and her original rationality was gone. A voice kept reminding her to kill An Ran.

Only by killing An Ran can he return to his status as a lovable student.

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Throwing the used dinner plates into the bucket, Zheng Caijun walked out of the door reluctantly. To be honest, he would rather be a mental patient like An Ran.

He didn't want to face that damn old witch.