The rooms they stayed in contained only a few rusty iron beds and a bathroom that emitted an unpleasant smell.
“Two, three, four, five, you four split up. Tonight, let’s investigate this hospital; don’t confront any monsters directly. I’ll go look for the director. After all, we were invited here as experts, and we deserve better treatment than this.”
After the man spoke, the others responded and walked off in different directions.
The remaining man, their leader, approached the elevator.
He glanced at the floors.
Where would the director’s office be?
Forget it, let’s first check the top floor. In reality, the top floor might not be an office, but it could have some luxurious patient rooms, and perhaps there would be unexpected finds.
The leader stepped into the elevator, gripping his equipment tightly; after all, hospitals with elevators were too sensitive.
Too many horror stories had happened in places like this, and he couldn’t afford to be careless and risk his life.
The elevator steadily reached the top floor, and he stepped out, sighing in relief.
He walked carefully down the corridor, his footsteps so light they were barely audible.
“Uhh—”
A wailing sound echoed down the silent corridor, instantly tightening the leader’s nerves.
He nervously swallowed, his eyes fixated on the source of the sound.
One step, two steps…
Finally, he stopped in front of the room, his gaze stuck inside, his feet rooted to the spot.
Inside, a little prince in a pure white hospital gown looked towards the door with flushed cheeks.
Tears fell uncontrollably, and his mouth seemed pried open by something, presenting a suggestive posture before him.
The leader suppressed his inner feelings, uncontrollably wanting to step into the room.
At that moment, he birthed an uncontrollable malicious thought.
In this desolate hospital, why was the little prince posing like this alone? Was he trying to entice him?
The more he thought, the more he felt it was true. Although he was not a top player, Wang Ye was a talented one, and many had heard his name.
Especially with his numerical team, they had gained some recognition among the many teams.
So this little beauty must be trying to seduce him, wanting him to protect him as they cleared the dungeon.
Looking at that tender skin, he imagined that just a light touch would leave profound marks.
What if he…
Then his body would be all his masterpieces; he could take this person back to the player base and, once bored, offer him to the top players.
The more Wang Ye thought about it, the more excited he became, even feeling as though he had gained a favor from those higher-tier players.
In the next moment, a cold gaze fixated on him, and his brain screamed danger.
Chapter 74: The Poor Thing (4)
Wang Ye, entranced by beauty, suddenly realized the illogical aspects of the situation.
He was clearly in a terrifying dungeon, and this dungeon’s level surpassed his own, yet he had no defenses at all, thinking only of these things.
The more he thought, the more frightened he became; at that moment, he had convinced himself that this seemingly weak little beauty was a monster.
This explained everything!
Why would such a beautiful person be in a horror dungeon? Why did he see this scene as soon as he reached the top floor, with the prince deliberately making sounds to attract him?
The only explanation was that he was a monster, using this pose to lure players into a trap, aiming to strike while they were off guard.
With this thought, while fearing the monster, Wang Ye also felt a hint of contempt.
So what if it was an advanced monster? Wasn’t it still relying on such tricks to level up?
However, given the dungeon’s level, he knew he wouldn’t be able to take this monster out.
At this moment, Wang Ye completely failed to realize that in facing a “high-level monster,” he had surprisingly shown no fear after that initial moment of panic; instead, he was thinking about how to gain an advantage from the monster.
He even leisurely sized up Song Jinshi before finally leaving the top floor.
After Wang Ye left, Song Jinshi felt the power that had been constraining him dissipate.
In the next moment, Song Jinshi forgot everything that had just happened.
“How strange, little assistant. I remember I was about to go out, but why is the door open and I’m still standing here?”
Song Jinshi looked around in confusion, wondering if he had forgotten something.
The little assistant remained silent; it didn’t know how to explain everything that had just transpired to a host with no memory.
It couldn’t outright say that a monster had taken advantage of him and that a player had seen it, causing him to lose his memory as the monster chased after that player, erasing his memory to prevent heightened vigilance next time.
It believed that if it spoke so openly, the host, who had no memory and thought he was living in a normal world, would suffer a devastating blow.
Fortunately, Song Jinshi didn’t genuinely want an answer from the assistant.
Song Jinshi was someone who disliked creating trouble for himself, so he would actively dismiss anything that made him feel uneasy.
He hadn’t forgotten his task; after checking the corridor was empty, Song Jinshi cautiously made his way to the stairs, planning to search layer by layer.
He didn’t dare to use the elevator, fearing the sound would attract someone sent by Song Yan Chi to keep an eye on him.
The stairwell was dimly lit, and only the sound of Song Jinshi descending echoed in the corridor.
Out of fear, Song Jinshi had to keep chatting with the little assistant in his mind.
“Little assistant, are you extraterrestrial technology?”

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