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Chapter 4 004. Shameful waste!

Seeing Qiao Mu happily eating the "roasted green onion steak", Su Hong spoke in a low voice.

"Listen, you are in an abnormal space now. All the patients around you are actually monsters, and the food is also rotten flesh and blood. I am an official from the official agency who came to investigate. My name is Su Hong."

Qiao Mu stopped eating, tilted his head, looked at the "food" on his plate, and then motioned for Su Hong to continue.

"This is a special mental hospital. Only a few people can notice it. Once they walk in and are captured by it, the people inside will continue to be contaminated and eventually become the monsters around us."

When Su Hong saw that Qiao Mu was willing to listen to her, he explained the situation in the simplest language possible.

"pollute?"

Qiao Mu asked curiously.

"Yes, in official terms, we usually use the concept of 'depth' to describe objective entities - that is, the degree of pollution suffered by real-life humans, animals, objects and the like."

Su Hong explained in a voice that no one around her could hear.

"The deeper the depth, the more serious the pollution, and humans will lose their minds, become less and less human, and eventually become monsters."

"depth."

Qiao Mu repeated the word, seeming to be thinking.

"Ordinary humans are like foam floating on the sea. The depth is zero. They cannot see, touch, or feel these weird things."

Seeing that Qiao Mu seemed to gradually accept what she said, Su Hong continued to speak.

"But with the waves, many people will sink into it. Once the depth increases, they will be discovered, affected and dragged into a deeper abyss by the monsters under the sea."

"Drag."

Qiao Mu captured another keyword.

"Yes, all these anomalies and monsters are at a certain depth. For example, this [Madhouse] has a depth of about two hundred. It can only interfere with a depth of one hundred to two hundred. It is an objective entity in space. If your depth is only fifty, then you cannot see it or feel its existence.”

Su Hong took a breath of the rotten and withered air and continued.

"But if you sink to the depth that it can interfere with, then once it finds that it can interfere with you, it will pollute you at all costs, erode you, and alienate you into a monster like it, thereby alleviating its own pollution. , so don't let them notice that you can notice them, or you'll turn into these monsters!"

He warned seriously.

Seeing that Su Hong's narrative had come to an end, Qiao Mu tapped the table with her fingers and was silent for a moment before speaking.

"Severe paranoia, persecutory paranoia, and schizophrenia have formed a complete and self-consistent worldview system. Delusional behaviors have been projected into reality. They have slight self-mutilation and self-abuse tendencies. Long-term observation is recommended."

"?"

Question marks appeared on Su Hong's head.

"Brother, your condition seems to be very serious. I know this is difficult, but people must learn to accept reality."

Qiao Mu repeated seriously.

"."

Su Hong suddenly had the urge to throw Qiao Mu on the spot to feed those monsters.

I have been so unlucky for eight lifetimes that I finally met this evil bastard on a mission.

He didn't take a bite of what was on his plate, intending to pour it into the swill bucket later.

Every bite of these foods is polluting!

"You don't want to eat? No appetite?"

Qiao Mu stared at the "roasted green onion ribs" on Su Hong's plate and swallowed.

"I won't eat this, and you'd better not eat it either. This stuff is poisonous."

Su Hong tried to dissuade Qiao Mu, but the other party had already eaten all the "roasted green onion ribs" on the plate, and was still eyeing what was on Su Hong's plate.

"Then give me yours, it's a shameful waste!"

Qiao Mu didn't let Su Hong stop her, so she picked up the "braised green onion ribs" from Su Hong's dinner plate and bit off a large piece in one bite.

"Forget it."

Su Hong rolled her eyes and observed Qiao Mu carefully. He saw that the mentally ill patient had eaten all his "braised pork ribs with green onions" and even licked the sauce off the plate.

"how do you feel?"

Su Hong observed Qiao Mu and asked.

"Hiccup——"

Qiao Mu burped in reply.

"Where are you going next?"

After clearing the plates, Su Hong continued to stare at Qiao Mu and asked.

Qiao Mu felt a little guilty and felt that something was wrong with the way Su Hong looked at him, but he ate his big steak for himself and didn't look like a bad person.

He was a little afraid that this lunatic might do something extreme and harm himself, but then he thought about it, it would be even worse if Su Hong hurt others. Qiao Mu himself was healthy and had pretty good physical strength, so he was suitable for being a hostage.

"Go to the reading room and read."

Therefore, Qiao Mu suggested that he hope to use books to awaken Su Hong's sleeping heart.

"Walk."

Su Hong followed Qiao Mu into the hospital building.

This place is gloomy, bloody, and twisted. Ordinary people will lose their minds and fall into madness even if they just take a look at it.

But Qiao Mu felt as if he had returned home. He shuttled skillfully through the stairwell and quickly arrived at the reading room.

Su Hong glanced at the books on the bookshelf.

They are all tattered and mottled old books. If Su Hong's prediction is correct, then these books must also carry pollution. Reading them casually will only make you fall deeper into the abyss.

He looked away and found that Qiao Mu had picked up a book and was reading it with interest.

With just one glance, Su Hong felt that the words on the book cover came to life, flying in the air like flies, trying to get into his skin.

He immediately looked elsewhere.

The goosebumps subsided, and Su Hong quickly discovered a bright spot.

That means Qiao Mu is not affected.

Whether it was the book full of obscenities that he was reading now, or the pieces of meat crawling with maggots, or even the dry and smelly air, all the things that could cause pollution to humans seemed to have lost their effect on Qiao Mu.

A somewhat outrageous idea took shape in Su Hong's mind.

Is there a possibility that Qiao Mu's current depth is zero?

In the world in his eyes, everything is as beautiful as before, the wind is sunny, the patient is a patient, the doctor is a doctor, and the hospital is a hospital?

Thinking of this, Su Hong understood everything immediately.

He looked around and saw that the reading room was empty except for the two of them.

Su Hong came to Qiao Mu and spoke mysteriously.

"Is there text in your field of vision similar to the mission system in the game?"

After hearing Su Hong's words, Qiao Mu stopped turning the pages of the book.

Seeing this, Su Hong felt that he had guessed correctly, and he hurriedly continued.

"These texts usually give you a mission, with various goals. Am I right?"

Qiao Mu put down the book completely and looked at Su Hong suspiciously.

"So you're not sick."

"?"

Su Hong didn't know how Qiao Mu's imagination jumped to this level, but he knew that Qiao Mu was probably the same person as him.

"Sure enough, you are also the Chosen One."

"The Chosen One?"

Qiao Mu frowned slightly.

"The power behind those words, we call it the Chosen Game. This is our only hope when we are struggling in the abyss. When we become the Chosen One, people may gain a special extraordinary power. You should also have it. Something different."

Su Hong explained simply.

"Perhaps it is this power that allows you to stay sane here and not be contaminated."

He didn't go into detail.

More formally, pollution is the only thing that can fight pollution.

Su Hong believes that the reason why Qiao Mu can maintain his sanity in this [Madhouse] may be because the power he gained when he became the Chosen One may even surpass the depth of pollution here. This is why the [Madhouse] has not disappeared yet. , because it probably involves Qiao Mu’s mission.

According to the current official observation records, the priority of the God's Chosen game tasks is quite high, and it can even suppress anomalies to a certain extent!

A divinely chosen person like Qiao Mu who can maintain his sanity is very rare and must be fought for.

Su Hong suddenly felt that she was not so unlucky anymore.

"You know, I'm not sick, these are not just assumptions."

He quickly added, fearing that Qiao Mu would give him another diagnostic report.

Qiao Mu was silent for a moment before finally speaking.

"I trust you."

"You want to believe me?"

Su Hong was a little confused.

She had said so much sincerely just now that Qiao Mu thought she was crazy. But now, Qiao Mu believed herself without thinking. What on earth was this person thinking?

"Yes, I can see the words you said, which means you have seen similar words, because I am not mentally ill, so by analogy, you are not mentally ill either."

Qiao Mu said seriously.

".Thank you for your understanding."

Su Hong began to doubt whether Qiao Mu really had any sense anymore.

"You're welcome."

Qiao Mu showed a bright smile.

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