Chapter 1003: Choice

Dawn Hospital, on the aisle from the first-floor hall to the emergency center.

Luo Shan slowed down to make it convenient for Jenna to lead her.

Thump, thump, thump, Jenna ran very fast and finally saw Zhou Mingrui, who was wearing a loose sky-blue T-shirt.

At the same time, her gaze swept to the outside of the emergency center, swept to the deep night.

Jenna's footsteps stopped, and she turned her body, moving closer to the wall area.

In this way, she couldn't see Zhou Mingrui, and Zhou Mingrui couldn't see her either.

"What's wrong?" Luo Shan, who braked behind her, asked blankly.

"It's night now." Jenna answered in a low voice.

"Does this have any problem?" Luo Shan was even more confused.

Wasn't it determined from the beginning that it's night now? Otherwise, why would I have a dream?

Jenna didn't have time to explain to Luo Shan that Zhou Mingrui at night might hide something special, and that they hadn't had time to experiment whether normal contact with Zhou Mingrui at night would cause them to be kicked out of the dream.

She said directly to Luo Shan:

"It's not convenient for me to communicate with Zhou Mingrui at night. You go and request his help for Luo Fu alone. Don't worry, I will hide in the shadows and observe the situation. If there's anything wrong, I'll come out to save you immediately."

Luo Shan also knew that now wasn't a good opportunity to ask questions, so she nodded heavily:

"Okay!"

After Jenna's figure disappeared into the shadows by the wall, Luo Shan ran into the emergency center quickly.

She saw at a glance that Zhou Mingrui was approaching the exit, seemingly intending to leave.

Luo Shan felt anxious in her heart and blurted out:

"Zhou Mingrui!"

Zhou Mingrui turned around in astonishment and saw Luo Shan, who was wearing short-sleeved pajamas and thin pajama pants.

Why is she here too? Zhou Mingrui's first reaction was that Luo Shan happened to be here to see an emergency—pajamas and pajama pants weren't conspicuous at all in the emergency center, instead fitting the situation here very well.

Immediately after, Zhou Mingrui thought that Luo Shan should also be a Beyonder, and associated with nouns like "Reporter" and "Painter," so it was unlikely she would have a sudden acute illness.

Not a coincidence? Amidst his confusion, Zhou Mingrui walked a few steps toward Luo Shan with caution.

After Luo Shan approached Zhou Mingrui, she didn't give the other party a chance to ask questions, caught her breath, and pressed her voice:

"Save Luo Fu, she is trapped in the underground of the hospital."

While speaking, Luo Shan looked left and right to prevent anyone from eavesdropping.

Luo Fu? Underground of the hospital? Zhou Mingrui captured the two most critical pieces of information.

He still remembered the intense fear he felt when observing the elevator going down just now, suspecting that it led to hell, led to the end of the world.

Before mastering enough intelligence, he didn't dare to take the elevator down at all!

Now, Luo Fu entered there and was trapped? Zhou Mingrui instinctively asked Luo Shan back:

"Me? Go save Luo Fu?"

Is there a mistake? I'm just an "Assassin" who possesses a small amount of supernatural ability. Regardless of Luo Fu or Luo Shan, they should both be stronger than me, yet they let me go to the underground of Dawn Hospital to save Luo Fu?

After listening to the conversation between Franca and Jenna before Franca took the "Despair" potion, Luo Shan had actually basically determined that the current world was truly a dream, so she believed that Zhou Mingrui, as the master of the dream, could accomplish anything, as long as he was "willing"!

Luo Shan couldn't start from the fact that this was a dream; she was afraid that it would bring unknown, intense changes, as well as waste precious time.

She could only deliberate for two seconds and said:

"You don't need to save her directly. You enter the second underground floor, stand there, and that should be enough."

"That works too?" Zhou Mingrui was stunned at once.

Wouldn't this kind of saving be too childish?

I stand in the corridor of the second underground floor of Dawn Hospital, and I can let Luo Fu no longer be trapped and can escape from that area that gives me a feeling of hell?

What is the principle?

Finding a male "Assassin" to act as the eye of the formation?

Or...

Thinking of this, Zhou Mingrui suddenly had a flash of inspiration:

Could it be that I have something special?

…………

Inside the elevator lobby on the negative second floor.

"To save people from there, one can only pray for the Mother's help?"

Lu Mian chewed on the words he had just heard, and his gaze fell on Lü Yong'an's face.

That face, like a full moon, had light and shadow interlaced on its surface, dim and uncertain.

Lu Mian looked at Lü Yong'an deeply for a few seconds and said in a calm tone:

"I have other ways, I don't need to pray for the Mother's help for the moment.

"You go back to the obstetrics department. When I truly need to pray for the Mother's help, I will know what to do myself."

Lü Yong'an didn't try to persuade him, bowed slightly and said:

"Yes, Son of God."

The next second, she turned into the safety passage and went up the stairs.

Lu Mian didn't wait for Lü Yong'an to finish the stairs, quickly turned his body, came to the edge of the elevator lobby in a few steps, and gazed at the dark abyss that was already close at hand.

He then reached into the "Traveler's Bag" and took out an item.

That item was a pale yellow with red semi-coagulated candle in a glass bottle.

Corpse oil candle!

Lu Mian hadn't lied to Jenna and Lü Yong'an just now; he had truly envisioned how to raid the underground of Dawn Hospital and attempt sabotage, and had a preliminary, not very confident plan.

The core of this plan was the corpse oil candle obtained from the Tudor treasury of the "Ghost Blue Avenger."

Lu Mian had used the corpse oil candle once before, completing the corresponding secret pact, "seeing" a strange city, and sensing an indescribable terror.

He felt that the city and that terror should be some item, some will, or some existence that Alista Tudor might have dragged all True Gods to perish together with, occupying the top positions of both the "Hunter" and "Witch" pathways.

That is to say, it should be on the same level as Mr. Fool, the "Great Mother," the "Mother Tree of Desire," and "The Fool that doesn't belong to this era, The mysterious ruler above the gray fog, The King of Yellow and Black who wields good luck."

Lu Mian intended to light the corpse oil candle here, on the negative second floor of Dawn Hospital, next to the bottomless darkness formed by the dream's subconscious psychological shadow and the "Mother Tree of Desire" abyss symbol, complete a secret pact, and establish a certain connection with that strange city or that terrifying will.

By then, that will should also be interested in the underground of Dawn Hospital and the dream city, and this place itself was a key node where great existences infiltrated some power.

Lu Mian smiled.

He was very much looking forward to the chaotic situation that would follow.

He wasn't that concerned about the encounters he might have himself.

Lu Mian rubbed his fingers, rubbing out a black flame suppressing madness and violence.

He didn't choose to use the "Hunter's" flames to light the corpse oil candle like last time, nor did he rely on the ritual fire produced by the friction of the "Witch's" black flames and spirituality. This time, he used the "Flame of Destruction," the "Flame of Destruction" mixed from both the "Hunter" and "Witch" pathways!

This was almost identical to the essence of the corpse oil candle.

—The corpse oil candle was made from the corpse oil of the Hunter pathway demigod "Iron-Blooded Knight" and the Witch pathway demigod "Despair Witch," mixed with other things.

With the help of the burning of the "Flame of Destruction," Lu Mian lit the black wick of the corpse oil candle.

Glancing at the jumping blackish candle flame, he cast his gaze toward the thick, dark, and fear-inducing illusory abyss, with a bright and moving smile on his face, and said in a calm tone:

"I'm not here to join you; I'm here to destroy this place."

…………

Franca fell deeper and deeper into the thick darkness with no boundaries, completely unable to find a place to land.

Her emotions and spirit also seemed to be falling into another abyss, becoming more and more depressed, more and more despondent, more and more desperate, gradually breeding a bit of malice.

Suddenly, a gray-white mist appeared below her.

This mist was in a semi-fused state with the thick darkness, showing that it also seemed to be a psychological shadow rather than a real object.

Franca looked left and right, feeling that she couldn't continue falling, because she felt that she was about to be bound and become a slave to the abyss, just like those nursing assistants.

She no longer escaped, fell toward that half-dark, half-bright gray-white mist, and kept muttering:

"If it's a blessing, it's not a disaster; if it's a disaster, it can't be avoided... If it's a blessing, it's not a disaster; if it's a disaster, it can't be avoided..."

Amidst the muttering, Franca contacted the gray-white mist and passed through it.

Soon, her feet stepped on soft clouds, and her whole person was suddenly filled with shock, sadness, despair, and pain.

She knew that this wasn't actually her inner feeling, but the intense emotions permeating this area had wrapped around her, eroded her heart, and let her feel as if she had suffered pollution.

Immediately after, Franca saw a blurry, brilliant light door stained with a little green-black; that light door seemed to be composed of countless light balls layered on top of each other, and every light ball seemed to be alive, slowly squirming, some transparent, some semi-transparent.

Franca also saw that black thin lines hung down from the light door, and they hung one after another "cocoons" that were nearly transparent and invisible.

Those "cocoons" were blown by wind from an unknown source, swaying gently, sometimes turning.

Franca distinguished for a while and discovered that different "cocoons" wrapped different people; there were black people, yellow people, white people, those wearing jeans, those with bright and gorgeous clothing, those dressed in two-dimensional style, those holding phones; they all had their eyes tightly closed, as if they hadn't died thoroughly yet.

This is very similar to the first psychological shadow we encountered in the corridor, only there was no light door or "cocoon" before... Franca, who was still being eroded by the intense emotions around her, suddenly associated it with the hall where Huang Jiajia, Aina Na, and others were hung up, both having a realization and a burst of doubt.

She looked carefully for a while and noticed that three "cocoons" were empty; they had already cracked, and the people inside were missing.

"Were they sent out?

"Sent where?"

Franca guarded against possible details vigilantly and instinctively moved a few steps to the side.

There was invisible wind blowing again, and those "cocoons" swayed again, some turning toward Franca.

Franca's gaze swept, and her pupils dilated suddenly.

She saw a familiar figure.

That was a man standing vertically in a transparent "cocoon," his head slightly lowered, his clothing belonging to the protagonist of "Assassin's Creed II."

That was herself!

That was him before crossing over!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 1004 =====