Chapter 469

Chapter 469: Cursed Hospital (7)Gét latest novel chapters on nov(e)lbj/n(.)c/om

He walked and walked when suddenly a series of strange noise came into his ears.

Kuang kuang kuang—kuang kuang kuang— Kuang kuang kuang—

The sound came from the room with the number 109 that was on the right a few metres in front of him. It sounded... like someone was making something metallic, the sound you would hear at the blacksmith.

“Another jumpscare?” Feng Bujue thought to himself. “Or... is it an event that I have to trigger...”

Kuang kuang kuang kuang kuang...

As Feng Bujue approached, the sound became more rapid. When he was standing before the door, the sound was basically ringing non stop.

“Hmmm.... It feels like I might die once I open the door...” Brother Jue stood before Room 109 and said calmly.

It was a door that was not locked, the kind that could be opened with a push. That definitely raised some red flags for Brother Jue. Normally, in a puzzle horror game, it was best to avoid going into such room that was obviously a trap. One should instead find related clues or objects nearby before entering it. That would prevent an insta death. But Thriller Paradise was a different kind of game... the system was strangely reasonable at certain stages but weirdly illogical at others.

The door before him could be a typical insta death scare. Brother Jue opened the door and could die immediately but if he turned around and walked away, death could be waiting for him too...

“There is no hint and no clues...” Feng Bujue mumbled to himself. “So a pure gamble...” He thought for a second. “No, this is a test of the player’s courage.” With that in mind, he took one step forward and pushed the door open.

...

“Ah!” A scream. A very pale and scary ghost face flew at him. This was the simplest and oldest trick in the book, but it seemed to work on most players. But Feng Bujue was not most players...

“I knew it...” Feng Bujue was calm, if anything he looked rather disappointed. After the scream and the projection disappeared, the metallic banging stopped and silence returned. Brother jue walked into the room and started to study it.

This Room 109 was relatively small, it was less than 10 cubic metres. Many trash filled up the room and most of them were useless decoration that could not be moved or picked up. But... at the corner of the room, on top of a shelf sat a very obvious and conspicuous object—a treasure chest.

Brother Jue basically leaped over to his discovery. Then the window for ‘unlocking’ appeared.

“Please key in the 6 digits passwords.”

“The password, now what could it be...” Feng Bujue mumbled to himself as he keyed in some random sequence. “4 9 9 9 9 9...”

“That does not appear to be correct,” The notification window jumped out to say.

“Alright, fine...” Feng Bujue then turned around to start to carefully inspect the room. Obviously, the treasure box before him was not the kind of puzzle that he could solve instantly, but it required him to go to other places to find the clues first.

“Even though I am not technically at the corridor, but to stand here and try to key in more than a million possible combinations of numbers... that does not seem realistic either.” Feng Bujue said as he continued his search. “Currently I still have no idea what kind of nightmare I will trigger after I stay inside a room for too long and this room is so small, if something dangerous really happens and a monster jumps out to attack me... I would not have much space to navigate myself.”

Two to three minutes later, Feng Bujue had basically confirmed the situation inside Room 109. Other than the ‘surprise’ when you opened the door and this treasure box that needed a password, there was nothing valuable inside the room.

“Then there is nothing to be done...” Feng Bujue said rather helplessly before he left the room. When he returned to the corridor, he continued heading down the direction that he was using earlier. He soon reached another junction. At that place, Brother Jue spotted another map, “Xue Song Jun Public Hospital 1F Schematic Plan”. Similar to the map on the second floor, it looked incredibly messy and chaotic. But Feng Bujue’s brain appeared to be able to process it now. “Hmm... I was not wrong, most of the parts can be overlapped...” This time with the previous experience, to avoid the attention of Chad, he used a very short amount of time to memorize the general layout of the map before he turned swiftly away.

“Based on the map...” As Feng Bujue hurried away, he was already forming a plan in his mind, “This corridor should lead to the cafeteria and along the way, I will pass the pediatric clinic... and the blood bank will be at a lower floor... then...”

He soon reached the corridor that would lead him to the pediatric clinic, the obstetrics and gynecology department was next to him and further down was a junction. Turning at that corner would lead him to the pediatric clinic. Just as Feng Bujue was about to move down the corridor, suddenly a tingly laughter that chimed like bell rang beside his ears.

“Hey hey... just many side quests do this one scenario have...” Feng Bujue could not help but mutter under his breath. At the same time, he turned his head to the voice. The laughter came from the split on his right. The lights of that corridor appeared to be broken. Other than the few metres that was closest to the main corridor, the rest was shrouded in darkness. About 6 to 7 metres away, where the light met the darkness, a child’s shadow stood there. She was in a red dress and she looked about 8 or 9. Her long hair covered her face and draped down to her chest.

“He...” The airy laughter send chills down people’s spine.

“Hmm... So this one likes to stand in the shadow...” Feng Bujue said, “Then it is hard to confirm whether she is a monster or a ghost but from her appearance and action so far, it is more likely that she is a ghost...”

“Uncle.” The girl suddenly spoke. “Do you like sweets?”

[Hmm... something does not sound, right about this...] Feng Bujue thought to himself. [Shouldn’t it be strange uncle who ask little girl questions like that and not the other way round?]

“What kind of door could it be...” Feng Bujue guessed the use of this thing once he saw the remark, “But the storage room on the third floor?”

Name: Moldy sandwich

Item Type: Plot Item

Quality: Trash

Function: Edible?

Whether it can be taken out of the scenario: No

Remark: Normally only those with serious hoarding habits will keep something like this for so long

“Even a trash like this cannot be taken out from the scenario?” Feng Bujue mumbled to himself as he studied the item description. “Where would this come into use... Is there a patient somewhere in this hospital that has a craving for rotten food?”

He picked up the copy of newspaper and held it in his hands while placing the other objects one by one into his pocket before he left the changing room. When he returned to the more spacious surveillance room, he sat on the office chair and picked up the paper to read. Based on his reading habit, naturally he planned to finish this paper from the beginning until the end but unfortunately, the system had stopped him from doing so.

The copy of the newspaper had 90 percent of its content blurred out (The Monster Kingdom’s official language appeared to be English. So far, everywhere Feng Bujue had been, he had seen rooms, maps and flyers marked in English but the system’s embedded translation device was able to translate all of them into Chinese for him) and only a small of the news was readable.

“A nightmare! Tragedy at Xue Song Jun Public Hospital!” said the title of the news article. Just from the title, Feng Bujue had a very bad feeling about this... The date of the article was from 5th December.

“According to the reporter from our news office (Shrek), until 16:00 on the 5th, it had been 17 hours since the avalanche that happened at the northern side of the kingdom, Xue Song Jun’s White Ball District, due to the increasing intensity of the blizzard, the rescue mission is going haltingly. The bigger vehicles are unable to get to close the site. The digging work are difficult in the endless snow and small scale avalanche. According to the experts, if we are unable to create a rescue channel within the next 24 hours, the chance of any survivors will be close to zero.”

“What?” When Feng Bujue finished the article, he read it again for several times. “What is happening?” he folded the newspaper nicely, placed it into his pocket and hurried out from the security room. When he returned to the hospital lobby, the earlier groaning had already disappeared and even through the sunglasses, Feng Bujue could not see any ghosts.

Brother Jue planted his hands on his hips and stood before the hospital entrance. Looking at the peaceful parking lot, the snow mountains in the distance, the lights from the city, he felt the world was becoming quite blurry. “If this place is already buried... then am I inside a dream at the moment?” He started to fill in the blank. “Or perhaps... Leicester himself is a ghost? No... that won’t be right. If that is the case, why would I need the sunglasses to see the other ghosts?” his eyes narrowed. “or... this is a newspaper from the future?”

“Wait a minute... the time shown on the computer earlier was...” Feng Bujue still remembered when he was playing the games earlier, the date shown on the computer was already 2 am in the morning of 6th December. With that thought in mind, he turned back to the security room to wish to reconfirm.

But... when he opened the security room door this time, all the screens on the control panel showed nothing but static. As Feng Bujue’s eyes moved down then, the images flickered strangely, then... the strange, gory images that he was greeted with at the start of the scenario reappeared... but this time they were shown on more than 10 screens at the same time.

Feng Bujue stood at the door and hesitated. In these short few seconds... the lights in the security room turned dark red. The room started to change. Strange creaking sound came from who knew where. On the wall opposite from the control panel slowly surfaced three black stains and they were slowly expanding to form a scary human face...

“Qie...” Feng Bujue knew that he should not stay there for long. So he took two quick steps backwards and slammed the door close.

“It looks like I cannot return to the security room anymore and the electronic calendar and clock in the hospital are shut down... in other words, after I have read the newspaper, there is no way for me to confirm the date and time anymore...” Feng Bujue said darkly. “Never mind, at least I got the flashlight, I better go and check out the pediatric clinic for now.”

He did not get fixated on this issue. In contrast, Brother Jue was getting more and more excited. Without even realizing it, he had started to submerge himself into the joy of puzzle-solving... Main quest, side quests, they were just the cherry on top. His final goal, or rather the purpose that he had all along... was to ‘unravel the secret of this scenario’.

...

An ellipsis later, Brother Jue had returned to the split that would otherwise lead him to the pediatric clinic (Before coming here, he did go to the door of the pediatric clinic to try the key and naturally the result was a bust).

He took out the flashlight from his pocket and switched it on. He aimed the light forward. The dark alley was like a gaping maw of a giant. It was silent and suffocating... the light from the flashlight could not reach far, only a small area ahead.

This kind of ‘scary’ atmosphere was enough to give most second thoughts but it did not faze our Brother Jue at all. Humming a song on his lips, swinging the flashlight in his arms, he sauntered down the corridor.

“Shao Lin Kung Fu Xing~ Hao Hao Ye~ Shao Lin Kung Fu Ying~ Hai Hou ‘Geng’! Wo Hai Tit Tou Gong! Mou Diek Tit Tou Gong~ Li Hai Gam Gong Tui... Gam Gong Tui!” It was unknown why he would choose to sing this song. Technically, this was a duet and he was not that familiar with Cantonese. But in any case, since the rhythm flowed through his mind, he decided to sing it out loud.

Normally a person could be found singing in this situation too but mainly the purpose was to relax the emotion of fear and nerves. But for Feng Bujue... it was like he was humming a tune while taking a relaxing stroll through the neighbourhood.

At this moment, he walked down the corridor with the flashlight and the system did not warn him this time. Looks like the death flag had been neutralized and he could proceed normally from now on.

“Wu ah... wu ah...”

Brother Jue had not headed too far into the corridor when another voice came and this time it was the crying of babies.

“Jesus... just how many side quests are there anyway...” Feng Bujue groused. “Even the nursery is haunted is it? Fine, fine...” he determined the direction of the crying and made a beeline towards it.