Chapter 62

Sun Zhuo’s horror game scenario—

Nervous, scared out of his mind, always on guard against patients suddenly attacking.

Shi Jian’s horror game scenario—

Relaxed, comfortable, taking photos, having afternoon tea.

Tang Tian, who knew the situation, could sense Sun Zhuo’s confusion. She just wanted to pat Sun Zhuo on the shoulder and, in a veteran’s tone, tell him, “Get used to it. Shi Jian is still the school belle among all these monsters, holding fan meetings for ghost fans.”

Tang Tian: Her sisters are just amazing!

[Since watching the broadcasts of Fairy Shi Jian, various new ways to play the scenario have been unlocked, including but not limited to farming and dress-up mini-games…]

Farming refers to everyone happily planting bean sprouts and chives together in Rose Castle; dress-up mini-games refer to transforming Cinderella.

Most new viewers didn’t understand the situation but were attracted by the stark contrast between Sun Zhuo and Shi Jian, and of course, by Shi Jian’s face.

After the veteran fans happily discussed Shi Jian’s new gameplay in the previous scenario, they decisively started asking questions, expressing their desire to hear more.

…

Shi Jian didn’t plan to mess with people’s mindsets, but Sun Zhuo kept asking.

Everyone didn’t dwell too long on that topic; attention quickly shifted back to the director’s office.

Tang Tian looked curious, “What’s going on up there?”

The other broadcasters were also waiting for news from Shi Jian, which would decide whether they could clear the scenario.

Shi Jian simply drew on a piece of paper what she had seen, describing as she drew, “There are two paths. One is to take the elevator straight up, but there are many infrared sensors.”

She then told about throwing a hair tie onto the infrared sensors and how it broke into many pieces.

“The other path has no infrared sensors, but I don’t know which stairwell it leads to.”

With just a few strokes and a brief explanation, Shi Jian gave the broadcasters a clear image; everyone thought Shi Jian was reliable.

Shi Jian’s hidden little braid perked up: Impressive, right? Good drawing, huh? She had scrapped five sheets of paper in private just for this scene.

The broadcasters and viewers in the public channel all started complaining—so twisted, why are there infrared sensors?

Though they knew getting into the director’s office wouldn’t be easy, they couldn’t help but vent their frustrations. After all, they couldn’t even be allowed to blow off steam, right?

After everyone finished complaining, high school teacher Sun Zhuo summarized, “Two paths, we clearly know which one to tackle.”

Just use the process of elimination.

They could start acting now.

One path was densely covered with infrared sensors, the other wasn’t—blindfolded, they’d know which to choose.

The broadcasters all nodded, then the most beautiful person on site spoke clearly and brightly, “Choose the one with infrared sensors!” She tapped the pen on the path filled with sensors.

Sun Zhuo: ???

Other broadcasters: ???

Everyone stared at Shi Jian: What’s going on with you?Shi Jian didn’t think there was anything wrong with her choice. She tilted her head and looked at the others, “The director’s office is heavily guarded, right?”

You can tell just from the infrared sensors.

“The other path is spotless, not a single infrared sensor—so maybe the hospital relies on something else.”

“At least whatever’s there is on par with the infrared sensors, or even scarier than them.”

So compared to the unknown and more terrifying thing, Shi Jian felt it was better to choose the path with the infrared sensors.

Tang Tian agreed wholeheartedly, “I also think that path definitely isn’t simple.”

Tang Tian: Although infrared sensors are scary, at least the danger is visible and known. The other path’s danger is unknown and riskier.

…

Actually, everyone understood this logic, but none of them knew how to deal with infrared sensors, so they could only choose the path with unknown risks.

This time, relying on other broadcasters, they got a map of the hospital.

They gathered again for a meeting. From the map, it was clear the other path to the director’s office did connect to a stairwell, but the layout was strange.

To use that stairwell, you had to go underground. Most places were marked on the map, but the underground area wasn’t clearly labeled—they didn’t know what that space was used for.

Sun Zhuo smiled bitterly, “It’s come to this. We don’t know what’s down there, but we have to check it out. It’s better than wasting time.”

The elevator that led to the underground area was right near the psychiatric department, which Shi Jian was familiar with.

In the entire Renxin Hospital scenario, all sorts of illnesses appeared for all the broadcasters, but Shi Jian was the only psychiatric patient.

Shi Jian increasingly felt this game was really targeting her.

Knowing how dangerous this mission was, after discussion, everyone decided to go together.

The exploration was scheduled for dusk.

As usual, under the nurse manager’s gloomy watch, Shi Jian didn’t do any rehabilitation exercises. She cheekily waved at the nurse manager and headed to the elevator nearby.

Tang Tian was already waiting there; the other broadcasters arrived one after another.

The early stage went smoothly because many patients were doing rehabilitation exercises, so few medical staff passed by. Once everyone gathered, Sun Zhuo asked,

“Ready?”

“If you’re ready, let’s start.”

Shi Jian almost blurted out “Not ready,” but swallowed it down and followed Tang Tian with a calm, composed expression into the elevator.

Shi Jian had already given herself some psychological preparation, but many terrifying scenes still flashed through her mind.

Once everyone was standing together inside the elevator, a broadcaster asked, “We’re going to basement level two, right?”

The question turned into a frightened “Ah—”

Because when she tried to press the button for basement level two, the elevator doors closed on their own, with no warning, and the elevator plunged rapidly with a rumbling sound. The overhead lights flickered, switching between bright and dark.

Of course, no one cared about that now.

The first thing they felt was a sudden loss of gravity, dizziness, nausea, ears ringing; completely unprepared and unable to stand steadily, someone fell directly inside the elevator.Shi Jian didn’t fall down. Afraid of losing control, she had already found a spot by the railing. When the elevator dropped, she leaned and grabbed onto the railing tightly, so at least she didn’t fall.

She also reached out to pull Tang Tian, who was about to collapse to the ground, back up.

Tang Tian quickly grabbed the nearby railing as well.

Shi Jian then helped another person up. The rescued broadcaster kept apologizing to Shi Jian, while those who had fallen were helped up by everyone else.

“Damn, why is this happening again?”

“Hurry and press all the elevator buttons!”

“Are we not going to fall straight down the elevator shaft and get crushed into meat paste?!”

Before, everyone only imagined that there might be an ambush in the underground area by the stairs; they didn’t expect the elevator ride itself to be so terrifying.

The small metal elevator was packed with everyone, moving at a fast speed, and under these conditions, it even felt somewhat suffocating.

Everyone was talking loudly, and the broadcaster closest to the buttons quickly tried to press them, but found, “I can’t press them, no response!”

She hammered on the buttons with all her strength, but the elevator buttons didn’t light up like usual, no response at all—they just kept dropping on their own.

Shi Jian’s mind went blank, doubting if they were about to die inside the elevator, when suddenly it stopped.

It stopped directly at basement level two, and the doors—

Whoosh—opened.

The elevator stopped steadily on this floor, no longer dropping. Fresh air flowed into the sealed space, and the elevator lights returned to normal, no longer flickering.

“Basement level two reached,” a mechanical voice inside the elevator announced.

…

After the elevator drop, everyone was shaken and many looked disheveled.

“What kind of damn elevator is this?”

“My heart nearly jumped out just now.”

“But no matter what, at least it stopped.”

At first, Shi Jian also felt relieved it stopped, but Tang Tian patted her arm with a trembling voice, “This place… looks like a morgue?”

Shi Jian nodded stiffly, she had already seen it.

The room in front was large, with one medical bed with wheels after another, all holding corpses. They could tell they were corpses because each was covered with a white cloth, and the exposed skin was no longer normal in color. Shi Jian even saw some livor mortis spots.

The room’s air conditioning was on full blast. Earlier, Shi Jian had felt that fresh air had come in after the elevator door opened, making it less stuffy—but now, upon closer sniff, this was no fresh air at all.

There was clearly a stench of decaying corpses in the air!

Shi Jian was speechless—she would have rather continued dropping.

So the other path to the director’s office must go through the morgue? No wonder there wasn’t a single infrared sensor.

“Do you think these corpses will get up?”

“Close the door! Close the door!”Everyone started to panic again after realizing the elevator opened directly facing the morgue and the more than twenty corpses.

But they had to keep their voices down.

“Don’t wake them up.”

Shi Jian was quick and pressed the elevator button.

But the elevator still didn’t respond, just like before.

“...” Fine.

Everyone looked at each other, feeling stuck. Standing frozen inside the elevator wasn’t a solution—they had to get out, but the elevator was unresponsive.

At least the corpses weren’t moving now; maybe they could make a run for it.

At that moment, they also saw the stairs.

Just past the corpses lying there.

Sun Zhuo took the lead and stepped out of the unresponsive elevator, and everyone followed into the room.

What baffled Shi Jian and the others was that right after everyone left the elevator, which had been unresponsive moments before like it was broken, it suddenly closed and quickly ascended, as if it was in a hurry.

It seemed its only job was to bring them to the morgue.

No breathing room at all—not only did the elevator change, but the corpses that had been lying still began to move.

As if silently mocking the broadcasters, as if to say, “What good things are you thinking? We’re waiting for you here.”

“Hide first!”

Sun Zhuo quietly signaled everyone to find places to hide. Tang Tian led Shi Jian to some clutter beside the elevator.

It might not help much, but at least it kept them from being directly exposed under the corpses’ watchful eyes. Shi Jian saw one corpse, which had been lying stiffly, suddenly flip like a carp playing dead. The other corpses also started moving, lifting the white sheets off and getting out of bed.

More than twenty corpses stood in the morgue; behind them was the corridor, but they had to get past these corpses to leave.

The difficulty level was extremely high.

The elevator behind them wouldn’t obey anymore—there was no hope of escaping by elevator.

Shi Jian felt utterly hopeless watching the scene: Really, if she could redo this, she’d still choose the infrared sensor route.

She really couldn’t stand this.

[Hospital morgue, corpses, the things I fear most all gathered together...]

[There’s no way to hide here. Are the broadcasters going to have to face off against the corpses directly?]

[Ahhhhh, is this the end? Help!]

The morgue was large, but hiding places were scarce. The broadcasters all clustered near the elevator, easy to be found without even trying.

The stiff corpses moved their rigid bodies, making cracking sounds. They had already sensed something being sent down by the elevator; now it was their time to show their skills.

But nothing happened.

Because just as the corpses got off the beds and were about to grab the broadcasters, a stern scolding sounded out of nowhere.“Ten o’clock, rounds.”

“Let me see, which little corpse hasn’t closed its eyes yet, still not resting?”

The originally fierce corpses, ready to attack, froze for a moment when they heard these words, then as if frightened, reflexively all returned to their beds and lay down—some even jumped directly onto the beds as if the floor was burning hot.

They lay down faster than their fake resurrection.

All the corpses quickly closed their eyes, instantly becoming obedient.

Anyone who’s stayed in Renxin Hospital has experienced nurse rounds, and even the corpses were no exception.

Though dead, they still retained memories of those annoying rounds, and fear still controlled them.

The dark mass of corpses blocking the way moments ago now lay flat and motionless again.

The other broadcasters were dumbfounded: Has the head nurse arrived?

No kidding, when they heard “rounds,” they even had muscle memory—some already started closing their eyes.

Of course, the head nurse couldn’t have appeared in the morgue; this rounds scene was Shi Jian’s doing, imitating the head nurse’s tone as a test.