Alternate Dimension Game: Happiness is all that matters!
Chapter 231 - 211 Chen Xinyi and Xu Zhijun (5000 Words Combined)_3

Chapter 231: Chapter 211 Chen Xinyi and Xu Zhijun (5000 Words Combined)_3

Most people only know what is apparent, without understanding the underlying reasons. They just cobble together some rules based on surface phenomena.

Perhaps, knowing just a little bit is indeed the safer state to be in.

Respectful yet cautious not to intentionally violate the rules.

He even felt a bit of admiration for the humans of this world, who managed to live their lives trembling under such extreme pressure.

...

After Wang Hao’s figure had completely vanished, the young man made another phone call, his expression somewhat anxious as he reported the incident...

"Yes, yes... The Archives Director of Qingtian Hospital, for some reason, suddenly started investigating the rules and regulations of the cleaning team."

"I don’t know... what exactly he wants to do."

"Who is he? Did he transfer from out of town?" the young man’s complexion changed slightly, "Unable to find the personal and family archives of the Dean?"

"Okay, I get it... Don’t keep looking into it. Let it be, he seems normal... Sigh. He must want to do something."

The young man stood dejectedly at the door. In this world, there were many people whose personal archives couldn’t be found, so many...

No one knew where they came from or what their purpose was.

Perhaps, they were puppets of "Delusion", perhaps, they were the product of some delusion, or they could be some other unknown phenomena...

"The Hospital, it won’t run into trouble, right?" the man clenched his fists tightly. This was the best hospital in the world, one that could almost treat all diseases!

...

Wang Hao continued his investigation of this strange hospital with an incredibly high cure rate; he was on his way to the Morgue in Building No. 3.

"The sealed Morgue must hold some kind of clue..."

Suddenly, he discovered a tall man standing in the way that he had to pass.

This guy was wearing a security uniform, probably two and a half meters tall – it was his other persona, "Xu Zhijun"!

"This area is off-limits to unauthorized personnel!!" Xu Zhijun boomed.

For some reason, Wang Hao always felt that Xu Zhijun seemed much smarter than before.

In the previous instance, Xu Zhijun spoke unclearly, but now, he could hold a complete conversation, and his Physique also didn’t look as obese as before.

"Am I an unauthorized person?" Wang Hao brandished his official authority, pointed to his work badge on his chest, and demanded, "How do you speak, what’s your name? How long have you worked here?"

The position of Archives Director, though minor, was still ranked higher than a security guard.

"Here... has already been sealed off by a wall." Indeed, Xu Zhijun’s voice lowered, he said somewhat ingratiatingly, "Even if you go past, it’s useless."

A thick concrete wall was standing in the way.

The entire corridor was sealed off with concrete!

"It’s a concrete wall, not a cement wall..."

Wang Hao knocked on it, and a text popped up on the screen [You cannot break through this wall].

He was inwardly shocked.

Concrete and cement walls were two different levels of difficulty.

One could break a cement wall with a hammer, but concrete, a regular person would find it hard to push this wager wall, they would need a cutting machine to do so.

Xu Zhijun explained again: "Didn’t the Dean order the Morgue to be sealed off? It’s not needed anymore, and it saves on the cleaning, that order’s been in place for years now."

"How long have you been here?"

"One year, two years, I don’t quite remember." Xu Zhijun opened up and started to babble more, even making faces in an attempt to ingratiate, "Heard that the freezers inside broke down, the corpses smelled! The hospital lost a lot of money! It’s not allowed to be used after that. But why would the freezers break down just like that?"

Wang Hao chuckled: "People have life, aging, sickness, death, objects break too."

"That’s true, Qingtian Hospital has been around for a long time. Building No. 3 was also built over forty years ago, it was the tallest building in the city back then."

Xu Zhijun seemed very familiar with this place, making Wang Hao feel uneasy.

This guy was clearly an Earthling, who came to this haunted place to work as security, yet acted as if he belonged here.

The normally cheerful and generous Chen Xinyi had turned into an idiot; the foolish Xu Zhijun had become a talkative person!

He pushed hard against the wall a couple of times, but it didn’t budge.

points in Physique, even at the pinnacle of humanity, was still just this. To break through a wall with a single punch was something that could only happen in dreams.

"Stop trying, Director. You better leave," he advised.

"Alright then." Wang Hao noticed a piece of paper hidden inside Xu Zhijun’s pocket, upon which were written a few bold characters: [Qingtian Hospital, a remedy for all diseases!]

What did that represent?

After several rounds, the only path to the Morgue was this one, essentially like the main entrance was sealed shut by the wall.

"What should I do now?"

Wang Hao frowned, thought for a long time, but couldn’t come up with a good solution.

He couldn’t possibly order the wall to be demolished.

Although he was the Archives Director, he was just a minor official and was not the Dean of the Hospital.

Such actions, severely against the "Rule", would probably meet with a lot of opposition.

More importantly, he would need to find enough workers and the right cutting tools to break down this unusually thick concrete wall.

He knew it was an impossible plan to be approved.

So after pondering for a while, he gave up.

"Then I can only try the top floor of Building No. 3!"

As a result, he found that the hospital’s elevator only went as high as the 20th floor, and the stairway going up was also sealed off by a concrete wall.

"You’re making it hard for me, Fat Tiger!"

[In this place, you smell a faint scent of blood.]

This prompt popped up on the screen.

Wang Hao’s face grew solemn; on the 20th floor of Building No. 3, he felt an odd suffocation.

Although everything around him seemed perfectly normal, the atmosphere was strange. Doctors and nurses appeared mechanical and lifeless.

Ask them a question, and these guys respond almost like humans; don’t ask, and they just stand there in a daze, as if they had frozen.

...

(PS: Two in one, oh!)