Chapter 92: Loving Welfare Home

The plant patient's pale eyes darted in and out of their sockets as he wobbled to his feet, his hands wobbling as he approached the blood lingzhi on the hospital bed.

Muke moved warily in the direction away from the bed and this patient, and he backed up slowly until his back was against the door.

The corridors were lined with the crisp heels of the nurses on patrol, and once Muke went out he was sure to be caught by the night nurses and forcibly brought back in - it was a rule of the hospital that patients could not leave their rooms at night because of the monsters that roamed the hospital at night and harmed them.

If Miao Feichi knew about the disturbance in the ICU at night, the nurses might discuss it during the day, and if Miao Feichi knew about it, then all the painstaking work Bai Liu had done before would be useless.

Muke slowly turned his attention to the patient across the room and the blood lingzhi on the bed, it was logical that he was not completely desperate, the monster here had a weakness and it was quite obvious - the information Muke had been given stated that the blood lingzhi was the patient itself, if the lingzhi did not die the patient did not die, if the lingzhi died the The patient dies.

But besides being the opposite patient's weakness, this Blood Reiki stuff is a bonus buff to this plant patient!

[The Monster Book of Love and Welfare refreshed - Plant Patients (2/3)]

[Monster Name: Plant Patients (Blood Reiki Activated Version)

[Characteristic: Moving speed 500, needs a lot of water to grow, likes humid environment].

[Weakness: ????? (to be explored)]

[Attack: Sucking Body, Liquid (upgraded from A to S-rank skill due to Blood Spirit bonus), Poison Mist Contamination ((upgraded from A to S-rank skill due to Blood Spirit bonus)]

[The monster (plant patient) receives (blood ganoderma) as a secondary bonus, giving it a blood energy boost, the monster's overall rating is upgraded from A to S-rank, and it will kill players below B rank with one hit].

With a C+ panel, Muke was ready to rush straight to the blood lingzhi, but after seeing the overall rating, Muke looked at the note in his hand, remembered that he hadn't passed on the message to Bai Liu, and gritted his teeth and took a step back.

The patient across the street seemed to be still recovering as it stood on the bed gorging itself on the blood lingzhi with blood at the corners of its mouth, not coming over to mess with Muke, but Muke knew it was only temporary, when the creature across the street had had enough of the blood lingzhi to recover, he would surely be in danger.

These are items that are already in this game that the player can't fit into their backpack, like these notes and books, but with such a large amount of information, Muke simply doesn't have a way to use the keyboard to deliver it.

But if he had delivered it in some other, more straightforward way, he would surely have fallen out now that he was dead, and if Miao Feichi and the others came over to icu the next day and saw the contact paraphernalia, and opened it, Bai Liu's identity would have been instantly dismantled.

what to do what to do ahhhhhhh!!! Muke is so anxious he's biting the skin of his fingernails - what's it going to take to get this information across!!!

Muke dropped his gaze to that bookcase and then to the torn pages in his own hands, his eyes gradually calming down.

Bai Liu is now in his room, and he remembers the arrangement of every book in his bookcase.

That's enough.

Bai Liu's panel suddenly rang, he was still loaded with Muke's panel, the panel suddenly rang, he was not manipulating it, Muke was manipulating it, Bai Liu was leaning on the door, waiting for Muke's message, now the sound came, Bai Liu immediately opened his sleepless eyes, he clicked on the system backpack, the keyboard inside was really moved The keyboard had been moved.

"Y, F5." Bai Liu watched the keyboard with rapt attention and soon four new key buttons were taken off the keyboard, "X, 45." then, "Z, 678. "The last one was, "enter."

This means that the information has been entered once and the task can be started.

Bai Liu narrows his eyes, XYZ, it's a three-dimensional axis, and F the shape is very much like - Bai Liu's gaze momentarily moves to the bookshelves in the room, and he raises an eyebrow in slight incredulity.

Muke, this guy, does he have such a strong memory?

Bai Liu quickly understood what Muke was trying to say - but he was still amazed at how well the guy remembered.

--F stands for the number of levels in the bookcase, X stands for the book that is the first book on the bookcase and Z stands for the page that is the first page of the book.

After looking through the bookcase below, Muke was able to remember the placement of all the books in the bookcase in his ward, the hierarchy, and the page numbers of the key information inside, without getting confused, and finally came up with this form of axes to pass on information to Bai Liu.

A different person, even if they had found the key information in the ICU, would not have been able to pass it on with only a keyboard. To be able to remember the exact location of all the pages in two bookcases and to correspond over by the axes is simply not something that a normal person could do.

No wonder Muke's father tried everything to save him; the value of such a talented man, even if he only lived one more year, would be unlimited.

Bai Liu started flipping through the book and once he found the corresponding page number, Bai Liu didn't fold it up or make notes to mark the page, which would have been too cumbersome.

Although book destruction is explicitly forbidden in this hospital, it was too late to catch him and it was Muke's room, so Bai Liu tore into it without any psychological consequences.

After tearing it off, Bai Liu removed another enter keycap to represent the end of his execution, and a new set of axes was quickly sent across the room. Within five minutes Muke had removed an "end" keycap, signifying the end of the message.

Bai Liu quickly skimmed the information on these pages with a single glance, and soon he frowned, "If the lingzhi does not die, the body does not die ......"

If that was what he understood it to mean ...... Bai Liu's eyes froze - something was going to go wrong on Muke's side, and that patient simply wasn't dead yet.

Bai Liu's eyes scanned the panel and Muke's [Mental Value], which had been stable, suddenly began to drop at a rapid rate, with a small red line appearing next to it.

[System warning: Player Muke is being attacked by the (Poison Mist Contamination) S-Skill of the monster (Plant Patients) and will be at zero spirit in one and a half minutes! Please leave the range of the monster's poisonous mist attack quickly!

Muke huddles beneath Bai Liu's bed, covering his mouth and trying to resist the urge to choke on the fog.

The monster patient on the other bed it sniffed and opened its arms and legs like a spider gripping the bars on either side of the bed, its middle body arched up and its head lowered to reveal its sharp teeth, chewing on the blood lingzhi growing on the bed in great gulps, the blood lingzhi as big as a grinder was soon eaten up between this patient's jagged teeth.

The patient's abdomen also bulges like a spider's, and one can see clumps of mycelium that it has eaten wriggling around in his belly, stretching his skin, which is wrapped in mycelium like a blood film, to translucency.

While munching on the blood lingzhi, a red mist visible to the naked eye erupted from this patient's body.

The fog soon spread throughout the ward, turning the room an eerie light pink colour, which Muke was forced to inhale as he huddled under the bed to breathe.

Muke was about to struggle to buy a bottle of Mental Bleach, but then he thought that he had already passed on his message and his main identity line with only 6 life points was no longer worth anything, so it didn't matter if he died or not, dying would just give Bai Liu the opportunity to confirm [Muke]'s identity once and for all, so there was no point in wasting points to save himself.

His gaze was slack, his breathing slightly raspy, and he was huddled insecurely under the bed where Bai Liu had been -

--Yes, that's it, Bai Liu was so calmly executing his main identity line, the useless main identity line could be abandoned, so Bai Liu said, then I can do it too, Muke closed his eyes and kept hypnotizing himself, although his hand was shaking vaguely as he gripped the pages.

But as his spirit level dropped, and the monster patient who had eaten the blood ganoderma tilted his head and exhaled a seemingly satisfying burp, Muke shuddered in fear as the monster patient climbed off the bed and began sniffing for him.

Tears quickly filled Muke's eyes as he struggled, gasping for breath, to pick out the three keycaps on his keyboard and deliver one last message to Bai Liu.

[Delete] [M] [E].

Delete me, abandon me, empty my inventory and don't let a dead me drop anything that would expose you - please don't come to my rescue, Muke is saying to Bai Liu on the other end.

Bai Liu had exhausted Mu Sicheng's skills, the fishbone was on Miao Fei stiff's side, there was nothing left to save him, and Bai Liu's arrival would only be a death sentence, not a good one, Muke thought as calmly as he could - my role was gone, the message had been delivered, dead was dead. It's no big deal.

But Bai Liu has a lot to live for and he still has a lot to do.

For as long as Muke can remember, one of the things he has feared most is death, but no matter how much he fears it, there is no escaping it, because he is born with the disease, and for as long as he can remember, Muke has been in the shadow of death, struggling in an ungainly way.

He had never thought he would ever have a moment where he would be so at ease with facing death - perhaps because he knew it would not really come, or perhaps it was the blind trust and security he felt in another person that made him willing to escape the fear of death a little for that reason.

Muke was born with abilities and a family that many ordinary people would never have in their lifetime, and all he saw with his eyes was the very top of the world's luxury.

If there is a hierarchy, Muke is at the top of it, in terms of both ability and assets, and it is only logical that he should be able to look down on most people in the world.

He was supposed to be just what he presented himself as, an arrogant, obnoxious, condescending and hopelessly unpredictable young master.

It was only fair that death should have knocked Muke from the top of the pyramid in an instant, and from then on, the young lord of the gilded world was like the commoners he could have trampled underfoot, fearfully doing all sorts of humiliating things to survive in the mundane world.

He could have begged his father for a lot of doctors, got down on his knees and begged the audience to reward him, and sold his soul to Bai Liu, but after all he did, he still couldn't avoid the moment of death.

Although it was only fifty percent of his life, the quality of death was one hundred percent. Muke's breathing became short and his heart began to ache, which made him curl up more and more.

Muke's eyes were losing focus, his hands covering his lips began to slip slowly, his chest rose and fell violently, and tears slid senselessly from the ends of his eyes.

A good memory allows Muke to recall things from far away, but in this moment, as the mental value slips, it only allows Muke to see more details of the past that he subconsciously dreads.

He saw his father shaking his head at the door with a kind of hesitant look, and soon began to find other women to stay out all night, for he needed a sounder heir, and his mother acquiesced to this, despite the fact that everyone doted on him, like a pet that doesn't live long enough to expect too much or give him too much power.

He saw every doctor shake his head at him, which made it impossible for him to sleep peacefully and put his head under the covers and pray that tomorrow would come slowly, because he didn't know if he had a tomorrow and if he would wake up tomorrow.

Muke was denied anything strenuous and occasionally had to crouch down to catch his breath and keep his heart rate up, and would be mocked for this ugly gesture by uneducated classmates, although Muke would soon ask his father to give them a piece of his mind, but accordingly, he had no friends.

His father saw this and so his father, in an effort to get the class to understand his vulnerability and befriend him, his father dropped money on the teacher to show a documentary called Bubble Boy to the class.

This documentary is about a young boy with an acquired immunodeficiency disease who has to live in a bubble forever because he lacks a normal immune system, and the teacher says afterwards that Muke was born with the same disease, so don't discriminate against him, but protect him.

And one of his classmates asked him in a pitying and incomprehensible, but not malicious tone, how pathetic it was to live like that, if it were me I would rather die.

Bubble Boy only lived to the age of twelve, when little Muke, at twelve, tilted his chin and said, "I just want to live, for all you care.

The high and mighty young master Muke grows up as fragile and alone as a mole.

He's as ridiculous as an ant tilting its head up to keep its pride, when it's obvious that any man is stronger than him, but because he lives in a crystal box made of money, he has survived until now.

And every day, Muke wonders if I'm going to be buried in this crystal box tomorrow, and he starts frantically trying out some really weird stuff, like parachuting into companies to make games.

The moment he saw Bai Liu in the game, he remembered that this was the staff member whose computer he had lost, and Muke had such a good memory that he remembered every detail as if to make up for his short life.

But Muke was too afraid that Bai Liu would not save him, and he tried desperately to play dumb, to show his weakness, while Bai Liu just looked at him with a look that saw through everything, but did not break Muke's clumsy trick, reached out to him and whispered, "Then let this be our first meeting, my name is Bai Liu and I am the owner of your soul.

I will save you and let you live, but you will have to work for yourself, and I think you have what it takes to live by your own efforts.

Muke was pulled out of the [bubble] he had lived in for over twenty years by Bai Liu, someone willing to commit his life to him as a fragile human being, telling him calmly that until something happens, I assume you can do it, and if you can't, then let's die together, Muke.

You don't need to rely on anyone, even I can rely on you, you will keep us all alive, I believe in you, Muke.

Muke's eyes were vacant as the patient scooped him out from under the bed with his long, slender arms and legs, so low in mental energy that Muke was immersed in the mess of fragmented memories, rolling out like a dead body, unresponsive to the sharp double row of teeth of the patient who had lowered his head to bite his neck.

The mucus from the patient's mouth dripped onto his collarbone and the warmth of the touch made Muke's body tremble, a tear slipped from the end of his eye, the three keycaps [delete] [M] [E] that had been snapped off were held in his hand and his lips gently parted.

" Bai Liu ......"

It turns out that death coming is such a feeling that it doesn't seem so unacceptable.

Muke wondered, in a trance, as if my fear was not of death itself, but of dying unrecognised and worthless, when I knew that my death would bring greater value than death itself -

[- If my death brings greater value than death itself, then death is not unacceptable. Bai Liu took Muke's trembling hands in his and he smiled as he led Muke to hold the bone whip around his neck, [If my death can get you into the ICU to find the main quest of the [Life-Saving Remedy] and keep you and the other fifty percent of me alive, then I'm willing to die for you and me, Muke.

"...... I'd like that too, Bai Liu ." Muke said with lax eyes to the patient who had opened his mouth wide to him, he closed his own eyes shakily and took a deep breath gritting his teeth and clenching his hands.

At the last moment when the monster patient opened his jaws and bit into Muke's thin shoulder, the door to the ICU was suddenly kicked open from the outside, Bai Liu's eyes coldly stepped on the front fallen door, and a black shadow flashed behind him, jumping several times on the wall onto the back of the patient who was about to open his mouth and hiss, the black shadow raised a tall dagger and stabbed down hard at the black shadow.

[System Alert: Player Liu Huai uses personal skill (Flash Strike), A+ skill blast causes monster (plant patient) to stiffen for one and a half minutes]

The patient's mouth grew bloody, his eyes darted around, his sharp, slender, open-to-attack ten fingers hung in mid-air and suddenly didn't move. Liu Huai gasped and jumped off the back of the rigidly immobile patient, wiped the sweat from his jaw and flung his hands in a cold voice: "Go! The nurse is coming over!"

The sound of nurses' high heels soon swarmed towards the ICU, and Bai Liu simply picked up Muke, who was still lying on the floor, and poured a bottle of psychotropic bleach into his mouth as he picked him up, dragging him out of the room.

Muke sucked it up in confusion, having been semi-forcibly dosed with half a bottle of psychic value by Bai Liu before he could barely make sense of what was going on - he stared in disbelief at the cold, expressionless side of Bai Liu's face as he dragged him forward.

Bai Liu comes to his rescue again.