Chapter 359: Hero Appears

The whole memory is covered in blood.

Zhao Ran finally remembered everything. After that accident, his mental state was not very stable. But because Xia Ben's ability was still there, Jiuding Guild still retained his position as captain.

Later, Mo Qian joined his team. Zhao Ran complied with the arrangements of the top management and trained this young man who always smiled with squinting eyes. He resigned from the position of captain and was admitted to a mental hospital with peace of mind.

Jiuding was very kind to him. Not only did he promise that he would always have a place in the first team, but he also spent money to treat his illness.

Zhao Ran does not reject the hospital environment. He feels much happier since living without thinking.

Then he met Zheng Xun, and the Seventh Hospital restarted...

Zheng Xun was the kid in black clothes back then.

Zhao Ran suddenly stood up from the ground. He Ziyuan was prepared in advance and took two steps back to prevent him from hitting her.

"I have to find Zheng Xun."

His eyes suddenly became firm.

"There is a 'monster' hidden in the Seventh Hospital. If this copy is destroyed, he will be released."

The corners of He Ziyuan's mouth turned up slightly.

"Zhao Ran, you finally remember who you are."

"Well, thank you," Zhao Ran thanked him, but he was curious, "But who are you, little brother? I don't think I have seen you in the Seventh Hospital."

"That's because I've been avoiding you."

He Ziyuan asked Zhao Ran to follow, and the two of them ran in the corridor.

The corridor became different. Zhao Ran had never seen the Seventh Hospital like this before.

The wall skin peeled off like human skin, revealing the blood-colored wall tiles inside. Those wall tiles seemed to be alive, beating and breathing. They seemed to have been swallowed by a huge monster.

"Don't look, those are all hallucinations, just follow me."

He Ziyuan's voice sounded in front. He ran very fast, and Zhao Ran had to concentrate all his attention to keep up with him.

The young man in front of him was thin. When he ran, his hospital gown was carried backwards by the wind. Zhao Ran felt that he was so thin that he could not even hang his clothes.

"I'm just a thought that Zheng Xun put here," Zhao Ran thought that the other party would not answer his question, but at this moment he suddenly said, "It's not an important role."

Zhao Ran wanted to ask again, and then the other party suddenly said, "We're here."

Before they knew it, they had reached the fifth floor.

"Fifth floor? I remember this place is not closed?"

Zhao Ran held on to the handrail of the stairs, surprised.

"Zheng Xun opened it."

Xiao He explained to Zhao Ran in the shortest possible words.

He Ziyuan looked at the end of the corridor for a few seconds, seeming to determine where Zheng Xun was.

"This way!"

He pulled the confused Zhao Ran and ran towards the room opposite the corridor on the fifth floor.

…

Zheng Xun lowered his head. The person in the glass container looked calm and fragile.

"He is the unique one, and all Zheng Xuns were born because of him."

"So you're not either?"

"Zheng Xun" smiled and acquiesced.

"You should have noticed it a long time ago. Why did you go so smoothly? Why did Linxun Mansion generously give you Yiyuan and Nanqiang, two high-level White Tower bosses? Why are they only friendly to you? .

That's not because you are special, but because of him, because of Zheng Xun.

They existed for Zheng Xun from the beginning. They treat you well just because you are valuable to them.

Besides, you and Zheng Xun look exactly the same. They have feelings for Zheng Xun and love each other very much, so they will naturally treat you well. but--"

"Zheng Xun" changed the subject.

"When you lose value, Yiyuan will not hesitate to obliterate your existence, just like he killed other Zheng Xun."

Zheng Xun's fingers hanging by his side trembled.

"Have you finished speaking? I'm leaving now."

"You are escaping from reality, Zheng Xun. This is normal. Zheng Xun before you couldn't accept it after hearing the truth.

After all, your character is like this, you are self-centered and insist that you are the most unique existence in the world.

Even the words you say to me are the same. Zheng Xun before you was also like this. He claimed that he didn't care about how he was born, but only cared about the meaning of existence.

Zheng Xun, you have been pursuing your own specialness. But the truth is, you are just like them, you are not special. "

Zheng Xun stood there without saying a word.

The light emitted by the lamp in the container cast a bright blue color all over his body. He stood alone, with no one around him.

"You know, Zheng Xun," the other party gave the final blow, "when you step into the dungeon of the Seventh Hospital, you are destined to send yourself to death with your own hands. You may be killed if you haven't seen the essence of this dungeon clearly. Death is the better ending for you. Even if you are lucky enough to pass the level and the copy of the Seventh Hospital disappears, then Zheng Xun sleeping here will wake up, and your mission as the copy will be over and you will be wiped out by one yuan. "

Dilemma.

No matter what Zheng Xun did, his end seemed to be doomed.

Zheng Xun moved his fingers slightly twice, and his body was stiffer than he imagined.

The other party's eyes were heavy on him, making his body feel as if it weighed a lot.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he didn't know where to start.

There was too much information, true and false, and Zheng Xun intuitively told him that the other party was telling the truth.

The gift from the White Tower is not free, but it is also a gift that Zheng Xun himself received after experiencing countless moments of death.

Now someone told him that everything he did was not for himself, but to pave the way for someone. Yiyuan and the south wall, as well as the mansion that you regard as your home, are all prepared for another person.

Zheng Xun has never been unique, and even his grievance and sadness at this moment are not unique.

Before him, I don’t know how many Zheng Xuns have experienced such moments.

Countless glass containers reflect Zheng Xun’s figure, as if countless of him are standing in this space.

Zheng Xun’s heart was gradually swallowed by the darkness, and the arc of the young man’s mouth opposite him became deeper.

“Red Warrior, don’t believe him!”

A huge shout suddenly came from across the wall, and with a loud bang of glass bursting, Zhao Ran, wearing a hospital gown, held a tall infusion stand in his hand, like a real hero.

Xiao He shook his head beside him. Just now, they found that there was something wrong with the wall between the rooms, and they could hear the conversation between Zheng Xun and another person.

They planned to break through the wall.

Zhao Ran said he didn't have any suitable tools, so Xiao He threw him an IV stand from the next door. Zhao Ran said it was not hard enough and was useless. Xiao He held the long stand tightly and said, "Go ahead and smash it. I will give you the power of the White Pagoda."

Zhao Ran didn't care about that, so he believed him and smashed it with a stick.

The wall opened.

Zhao Ran pulled Zheng Xun and ran away.