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Chapter 258 - 236: Flying Over the Asylum (Part 5)

Chapter 258: Chapter 236: Flying Over the Asylum (Part 5)

"Right, William."

The excessively plastic-surgeried Barbie said, "After you help George, could you also fetch me a makeup pencil from the nurses’ break room on the third floor?

I can give you this as a reward."

With that, she placed a glass diamond on the dining table.

[Item Name: Glass Diamond]

[Type: Luxury]

[Quality: Ordinary]

[Special Effect: None]

[Equipment Conditions: None]

[Note: Cannot be taken out of the script world]

[Note: A counterfeit diamond made of glass, perhaps it could be hidden in the nail crevice to sneak out?]

It turns out to be a special item with a description. However, the doctors’ break room is on the second floor, how could the third floor nurses’ break room be considered "on the way?"

Li Cheng, suppressing his confusion, turned to the goat-headed old lady, Martha, "And you? Is there anything you need me to do?"

"Um..."

Martha affectionately looked at the Black baby plastic model in her arms, and lovingly said, "It would be nice if you could help find a toy doll to amuse children."

Grandma, not only is the race mismatched, the species is also mismatched,

Li Cheng silently criticized in his heart, nodding his head, after confirming he could extract no more information from these two NPCs, he took his leave.

Old questions remained unanswered, instead giving rise to even more puzzles.

In the eyes of Martha and other NPCs, what George saw were all illusions, only he felt terror. Then why could Li Cheng, in the role of William, also see them?

Could it be that William’s symptoms of schizophrenia, made him empathize with George?

Or perhaps, William’s own condition, prone to external influences, meant that any hint from the outside world could generate a vivid illusion in his mind.

Thinking this, Li Cheng slowed his steps, tentatively muttering to himself, "Around the corner, there’s a catgirl teammate with a Light Attribute Level 8, Attack Power 3000, Defense Power 2500, and explosive figure and looks waiting for me."

Upon rounding the corner, the catgirl did not exist.

Well, no loss in trying.

Li Cheng shrugged his shoulders, continuing his delusional utterances, "Every citizen gives me a dollar to help me become a billionaire."

"Actually, I am a Kryptonian, who will awaken superpowers upon reaching adulthood."

"National fortune competition: Only I know the ancient myths."

He muttered increasingly like book titles in his ramblings, swiftly made his way through the corridor to arrive at the doctors’ break room.

The door was open, the room carpeted, with a coffee machine and a water dispenser on the left, sofas and chairs at the center, and a row of locked storage cabinets for the doctors on the right.

On a brown couch lounge, lay three file folders, each marked with a circular coffee stain, as though someone had once rested a coffee cup there.

Li Cheng first moved a folding chair to block the door (to prevent it from shuttling abruptly), then stepped forward and opened the file folders.

Three medical records, belonging to the three NPCs Li Cheng had met on this floor—goat-headed old lady Martha, Barbie, and George.

The primary physician for all three was Dawson, the tall doctor shown in the medical record room’s photo.

Martha suffered from postpartum psychosis, treating a plastic baby model as her long-agone deceased child.

Barbie suffered from dysmorphic illusion, imagining some parts of her appearance to be excessively ugly, feeling disgust and shame, thus becoming obsessed with cosmetic surgery.

(Some stars look pretty good initially, but insist on plastic surgery, the more they get done, the more their face collapses.)

As for George, he suffered from Peduncular Hallucinosis.

So that was it.

Li Cheng thoughtfully put down the medical file, the so-called Peduncular Hallucinosis, a rather rare syndrome.

It mainly manifests as lifelike audio-visual hallucinations after damage to the midbrain, pons, and thalamus—simply put, once the patient enters a dark environment, the brain thinks it’s dreaming, thereby producing dream-like hallucinations.

"So, just a strong light exposure could eliminate George’s hallucinations..."

The words had barely faded when, with a bang, the lounge door was forcefully shut by an unknown force.

The metal folding chair that Li Cheng had placed next to the door was also neatly crushed.

The four groups of tube lights on the ceiling of the lounge, sounding like loose connections, crackled. The outermost tube light exploded, scattering glass everywhere.

As the first tube light exploded, the side near the door of the rest area suddenly darkened.

The peeling ghost shadow that had previously appeared in the children’s clinic reappeared in the darkness, blocking the door exit and staring ominously at Li Cheng.

Snap!

The second light bulb shattered on cue, and the lighting in the lounge dimmed further.

The peeling ghost shadow immediately took two steps forward, staying just outside the reach of the light.

And behind it, more and more demons and ghosts emerged from the walls, gearing up to swarm Li Cheng, ready at any moment to tear him to pieces.

The door was blocked, the window glass also could not be shattered,

The lounge had effectively become a locked room, but this also precisely proved that the means of escape was inside the room.

"The attending physician for all three patients is Dawson, and his storage cabinet is...here."

Li Cheng darted to the right side of the room, found Dawson’s locked storage cabinet, which required a five-digit numeric code.

Snap!

The third tube light was also crushed by an invisible force, and the peeling ghost shadow had now reached the middle of the lounge, with only the last light bulb still barely maintaining the light, resisting the invasion of darkness.

Li Cheng scanned the row of storage lockers, saw no clues, then lowered his head and scanned the three medical file bags, his gaze lingering on the coffee cup stains on the surface of the bags.

Wait, coffee cup?

Something suddenly occurred to him, and he crossed the lounge to where the coffee machine was on the left side of the room. Next to it were stacked cups of various styles, each with a different doctor’s name written on the bottom.

Dawson’s coffee cup was made of black ceramic, quite sturdy. Li Cheng picked up the cup and filled it with hot coffee. The outside of the cup slowly changed color, revealing five digits.

12306.

Dawson, so you are actually China Railway Customer Service Center!

Li Cheng loudly complained in his mind, set down the color-changing coffee cup, rushed back to the locker, turned the combination dial, and opened the cabinet door,

Inside the compartment lay a key marked with the children’s clinic’s name, a recording pen, and a box of matches.

Snap!

The last tube light finally burst, and the entire lounge plunged into darkness.

The peeling ghost shadow and all the demons lunged forward towards Li Cheng.

Flick.

The sound of the match head scraping across the rough lighting paper rang out in the darkness.

The faint light tore through the pitch-dark gloom, and Li Cheng, holding the burning match, faced the many evil spirits calmly.

Fangs, claws, scythes, chainsaws... all of the evil spirits’ attacks, the moment they entered the light, vanished into nothingness.

The peeling ghost shadows surrounded Li Cheng tightly, roaring fiercely, but ultimately unable to cross the boundary, they could only watch helplessly as he took the key, recording pen, and matches, grabbed the file bags, and pushed open the door to leave the lounge.