Alternate Dimension Game: Happiness is all that matters!
Chapter 238 - 218: The Terrifying Cycle

Chapter 238: Chapter 218: The Terrifying Cycle

"It possesses wisdom, but its wisdom is not like that of humans. It cannot understand human subjectivity, nor does it have the ability to manage humans."

"It is the avatar of a rule, simply desiring to maintain the existence of the hospital."

"The most important components of a hospital are the doctors and patients, along with a substantial number of other personnel such as janitors and security guards."

"Just a lot of devices, buildings, and medical equipment doesn’t really make a true hospital..."

"However, most of the medical staff died in a disaster that caused the ground to collapse, effectively killing all the doctors."

"Therefore, it could only maintain its existence in a rigid way: by injecting the memories of deceased doctors into the minds of the living. As a result, the ’dead’ in the hospital were ’resurrected’ in this peculiar manner, operating according to their own remembered practices."

This method of "memory resurrection" poses a challenging philosophical question: Who am I? Where did I come from? Where am I going?

This is the ultimate question, impossible to fully comprehend in a lifetime.

Wang Hao, for the moment, did not delve into this.

"In order to sustain its existence, it would kill anyone trying to uncover the truth."

"But to also maintain the hospital itself, for every position that opens, it finds a living person, implants nearly identical memories, and places them in the same job."

Having deduced this far, Wang Hao clapped his hands, feeling somewhat excited.

The truth about the hospital had been uncovered!

The inexplicable scenes could naturally be explained.

’The Director of the Archives’—the real Zhou Haoran—must have died in the disaster.

Zhou Haoran’s memories were extracted by ’it’ and implanted into someone else’s mind.

"Some unfortunate individual was captured, had their memories altered, and mistakenly believed they were the Director of the Archives ’Zhou Haoran,’ thus participating in the hospital work as before."

Thus, the hospital staff turnover rate was virtually nonexistent.

If someone discovered the truth and wanted to resign, they were simply eliminated by the hospital.

And then replaced by someone else, with the deceased’s memories implanted!

It was truly terrifying!

Truly terrifying!

"Of course, the selection of the replacement might also have specific requirements, such as similar height, appearance, personality, personal abilities, etc., to ensure a certain match; it’s not possible for a non-verbal baby to be appointed as the dean."

"But then the problem arises again, age doesn’t seem to be a stringent matching criterion, a ’Zhou Haoran’ who looked over forty was found to be amiss during a bone age test."

"The 24-year-old ’me,’ having over twenty years of work experience in memory, felt very wrong."

"This, in turn, led to the first ’Zhou Haoran’s’ suicide. This warrior, by committing suicide, aimed to verify the authenticity of the memories in his mind."

This... was a hero.

"If ’I’ discovered that I was resurrected, still called Zhou Haoran, then it could be deduced that these memories were false."

"It’s not actually a resurrection, but rather a switch to another person with the same memories, but slightly different habits, temperament, and personal characteristics—there are no two identical leaves in the world."

"Of course, the memory of ’my’ suicide was definitely altered. ’It’ does not allow any disruptive elements that could hinder the hospital’s progress to exist."

As for the rules drafted by the dean, such as not to open the windows during a building collapse, etc., they were all meant to avoid the truth.

Old Wang deduced this far and shivered slightly, feeling the hairs on his back stand on end.

The world controlled by the ’Moon of Illusion’ was too insane!

A ’Hospital’ that had undergone resurrection gave rise to such complex issues!

In a world where even memories might not be accurate, how could an ordinary person survive?

This was a big question.

After mentally exclaiming "Truly terrifying!" a few times, Wang Hao was immersed in the thrill of successfully solving the mystery, utterly captivated.

The greater the challenge, the higher the joy!

"My ultimate goal: to draft new rules."

"By the way, how to bring Chen Xinyi and Xu Zhijun back to consciousness?"

The first question was a bit difficult.

The answer to the second question was quite simple: the morgue or the adjacent funeral parlor!

Since Qingtian Hospital was a false, illusory creation that had completely collapsed, then stark death was the ultimate "reality."

Illusion and reality are innately contradictory.

"Witnessing death might lead to the revival of original memories, thus the rule set by the dean repeatedly emphasized that it is normal for patients to die."

"As for the increasing cure rate, it could be ’The Moon of Illusion’ creating anchors, or possibly the hospital manifesting a series of strange phenomena to sustain its own existence."

Therefore, it could be inferred that those entering the morgue, in the densest atmosphere of death, might be able to recover their own memories.

However, they would also be attacked by ’it’.

Therefore, the Dean directly sealed off the morgue with a cement wall.

"Maybe, by bringing Chen Xinyi and Xu Zhijun next door to the Funeral Parlor, the intense aura of death might help them regain their memories."

"After all, they are only contract staff at the moment, not actual doctors. There might still be hope for them."

"However, for doctors within the hospital, as well as directors and the Dean, the power of the Funeral Parlor next door may not be sufficient. They might need to go to the morgue... but entering the morgue would mean being killed by ’It’ straightaway."

Wang Hao thought of this and felt a terrible headache.

He still hadn’t thought of a better Rule that could protect all of humanity!

The old Dean’s Rule, though flawed, invisibly protected most people and the majority of the staff. Only occasionally would someone be unlucky.

"Or perhaps, the rising healing rates come at a cost... Maybe doctors are consuming their own spiritual power or even their souls, which could mean that staff changes behind the scenes are actually quite frequent?"

Wang Hao gently sighed; thinking this way made the hospital’s reality even darker.

Doctors save people, only to be slowly consumed themselves; after they are exhausted, another doctor replaces them. This cycle continues, endlessly dying doctors, a high healing rate, and a bustling business, all just to sustain the existence of the "Hospital".

Even more terrifying is that no one knows about this!

"Possibly blowing up the hospital with some Strange Object? Not much use, after all, the hospital has collapsed once before and ultimately ’resurrected’."

"Even if you kill everyone in the hospital, ’It’ could just recruit another batch."

"Using some extremely powerful Strange Object to suppress everything here?"

Stone Buddha? I don’t have that thing.

It looks like the Game Training Camp’s current production of Strange Objects is still slightly weak.

Old Wang couldn’t think of a solution, raging inwardly, "The strongest anomaly I’ve painstakingly paid for, the Stone Buddha, should be returned to me!"

...

...

The power of the "Delusion" is extending!

The Stone Buddha is suppressing the "barely visible" Qingtian Hospital!

Feng Ling spent half the day finally finding the morgue of Qingtian Hospital. There seemed to be a mysterious force hovering around, creating a mass of grey-black fog that continued to spread outward.

"This is the place."

Feng Ling did not shy away from this black fog but rather felt a faint ability to control its power.

"Is this the delusion that erupts when humans are close to death?

’The power of ’It’ spreads to a new world through this thick delusion."

When Feng Ling encountered these terrifying powers called "Delusion," her heart tightened. It felt like an obscure existence was whispering in her mind, rewriting her memories, devouring everything from her body to soul, taking away everything.

From manipulating clay, humans recognized their innate ability to create all things. Bright as light at birth, dark as night at death, humanity continuously emitted long queries and repeatedly dissolved into the heavy soil...

The fear of death is humanity’s greatest fear and thus gives birth to the greatest Delusion.

A faint blue light flickered unexpectedly a couple of times in her mind.

Another force within her revived!

Her mind gradually cleared, and she suddenly remembered something, "Is this it... I can do it."

"This is the legacy she left me, I’m sure I can do it."

Feng Ling’s expression saddened as she wiped away the tears that had unintentionally flowed with her sleeve, her face returning to strength.

She turned away and left the morgue.

She waved at the drone observing her from the sky, saying shyly, "Well... I know you’ve been watching me. Actually, my actions won’t bring disaster, but instead, they will eliminate it."

"If you need to understand the true nature of this hospital, you can lower the drone a little."

...

"Report, the investigation target from the Parallel Worlds is attempting to communicate with us. Should we allow this dialogue?"

"Allow... lower the drone! Be careful with cognitive protection."

"Understood."

...

A high-altitude drone landed in front of Feng Ling.

She pondered for a moment, feeling a bit nervous, and slowly said to the camera, "You might think that I’m responsible for the hospital’s appearance and the resurrection of the dead, but that’s not actually the case..."

"In our world, there’s also a Qingtian Hospital that collapsed due to a sinkhole, killing many people."

"Even the names of the hospital and the nearby Funeral Parlor are the same..."

"All this seems coincidental, but viewed on a larger timeline, it might be an inevitable event. ’It’ uses this phenomenon called ’Mirror Image’ to anchor and exert its influence."

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