Lin Xuezhu carried Gu Rong to the storage room.

After opening the door, a police uniform-clad man was lying on the floor behind the door, bound tightly and with his mouth sealed with tape.

It was Chief Morrison, who had mysteriously gone offline.

Seeing Lin Xuezhu carrying the little patient, Morrison’s eyes widened, staring at Lin Xuezhu with hatred, his dark face even darker.

Gu Rong let out a surprised “Huh,” and pointed with his little finger: “Police Uncle here!”

He had heard Zhuang Yu and the others discussing that Chief Morrison was missing. Now that he saw Morrison, he pointed with his little finger.

Chief Morrison couldn’t make a sound, wuwuwu, struggling in vain, his gaze full of hope as he looked at this little cub.

It was clear that he was in desperate straits, actually hoping that this little cub could get him out.

But Gu Rong, this little cub, saw Chief Morrison, and his eyes also lit up, with a hint of excitement.

When Chief Morrison saw that there was a chance, he wuwuwu-ed at Gu Rong, struggling even harder.

Lin Xuezhu patrolled between the two, remaining silent, carrying Gu Rong and placing him on the ground.

As soon as Gu Rong was on the ground, he dadada-ed over to Chief Morrison. Up until this point, Chief Morrison was still full of hope, thinking that this little cub was coming to rescue him, his eyes even brighter.

Lin Xuezhu looked on, a playful smile on his lips.

Then, Gu Rong, not knowing where he pulled it from, took out his silver straw, and aimed it at the immobile Chief Morrison’s thigh, stabbing with a swift motion.

After stabbing, he took it out and looked. Seeing that he hadn’t broken the skin, he let out a “Huh,” and stabbed in a different spot.

This little dumpling, holding a straw, poked and prodded at Chief Morrison’s body, even trying to poke his face.

Chief Morrison: “?”

Lin Xuezhu: “.”

006: […]

Livestream Chat: […]

If this straw could have pierced human skin, Chief Morrison would have been a sieve by now.

Seeing that he couldn’t pierce the skin, Gu Rong retrieved the straw and returned to Lin Xuezhu, drooping his little head, aggrieved and pitiful, as if it wasn’t his fault for stabbing people, but the fault of others for not dying.

Chief Morrison: “…”

[The straw, though late, always arrives!]

[Chief Morrison’s expression of doubting life is too funny hahahahahaha]

[How did he think that Zaizai would save him? Seeing Zaizai’s familiar eager and excited eyes, I knew things weren’t simple!]

[The mental hospital doesn’t allow eating meat. Look how hungry it’s made Zaizai. Can’t you just let some blood out for Zaizai to drink?]

[What kind of NPC is Zaizai, anyway? Why is he so obsessed with human blood? Could he be a little vampire? A little zombie? A little ghoul?]

–

Gu Rong put the straw back into the system backpack. This was passed down to him by Grandpa Ming. Even if it couldn’t pierce human skin, he had to keep it safe.

Gu Rong looked up at Lin Xuezhu: “Doctor Uncle, why is Police Uncle tied up?”

Lin Xuezhu handed him the wristband controller in his hand.

“To get this.”

Gu Rong held it in his little hand, looking at it from all angles.

Chief Morrison’s eyes were wide open. Seeing that this little cub was actually in cahoots with Lin Xuezhu, there was no hope left. He looked defeated.

Lin Xuezhu held Gu Rong’s hand and left the storage room, locking Chief Morrison inside again.

Gu Rong realized that Lin Xuezhu had no ill intentions toward him and stopped thinking about running away, obediently letting himself be held.

Lin Xuezhu said, “Little cub, do you want to cooperate?”

Gu Rong’s glass-like big eyes looked at him.

Lin Xuezhu: “I’ll help you find the keys. The condition is, after the gates of hell are opened, you’ll plead with the devil to let me leave directly.”

For intelligent players, they had already cracked the instance rules.

The master key could help players escape the mental hospital, but it was actually used to open the devil’s palace in hell.

This was equivalent to saying that the exit from the mental hospital was the devil’s palace.

However, once the devil’s palace was opened, the devil would inevitably be released.

If you wanted to clear the instance, the devil was the ultimate BOSS, and also the final level.

Without even thinking, you knew that this path to survival was basically a dead end.

Unless the devil was asleep, it was impossible to leave alive.

But the path to survival was hidden within the dead end. The task required players to find the master key. If the players found the master key and helped the devil break the seal, perhaps the devil would spare that player.

Lin Xuezhu guessed that it might be necessary to reach some kind of cooperative relationship with the devil. But it was clear that the players had all missed this opportunity because this opportunity had already been taken by this NPC cub.

Lin Xuezhu was right. The [Devil’s Lackey] identity card wasn’t only for NPCs to grab; players could also get it.

Or rather, the step before finding the master key was to first become the [Devil’s Lackey]. That way, after the devil’s palace was opened, the devil would spare that player.

Otherwise, even if the players found the key, to ultimately clear the instance, they still had to get past the devil.

If they had gone to the Black Forest before Gu Rong, they would have triggered the [Devil’s Lackey] identity card first. But until now, the players hadn’t found an opportunity to go to the Black Forest.

The best method was for the player group to cooperate, to collectively become the devil’s lackeys, working together to find the keys. This would maximize the clearance rate.

Lin Xuezhu, using his NPC identity, could move freely and could completely clear the instance by surviving for three days.

But…

The devil was sealed. What if, after the seal was broken, he attacked indiscriminately, instantly leveling the mental hospital?

This possibility also had to be considered.

Gu Rong seemed to understand, his little face thoughtful.

Lin Xuezhu said, “You can’t get close to the priest. I’ll handle that key.”

006: [Little host, agree to it. We can’t get close to the priest. It’s best to let him get the key. Moreover, Dr. Lin now knows our NPC identity. Cooperation is the best choice.]

Gu Rong was the most astute. Hearing 006’s analysis, he nodded and proactively grabbed two of Lin Xuezhu’s fingers: “Okay, Zaizai and Doctor Uncle cooperate, get keys!”

Lin Xuezhu raised an eyebrow and smiled, ruffling Gu Rong’s little slicked-back hair.

The child’s hair was soft, his little head round, almost like petting a furry pet.

[Wow, a strong alliance, congratulations, congratulations! [Gifts points]]

[Get the keys!]

[Lin-dalao helps the little cub find the keys, and the little cub helps the dalao plead with the devil. No matter how you look at it, it’s a win-win!]

[Hahaha, it’s the first time I’ve seen a player and NPC swap identities and join forces. Exciting! [Gifts points]]

–

Gu Rong didn’t go back to his room, instead resting in the treatment room.

Lin Xuezhu left, doing who-knows-what. Gu Rong himself lay on the previous hospital bed.

006: [Little host, the cooldown time for the Copy Card has ended. Do you want to use it now?]

Hearing this, Gu Rong immediately sat up on the bed, crossing his short little legs, and nodded: [Yes, use it now!]

006 took out the Copy Card from the system backpack, and it floated in mid-air in front of Gu Rong: [Little host, we have to be careful this time. Think carefully before copying.]

The previously copied mental hospital had been shrunk to a miniature model and stored in the system backpack, serving as a decoration.

Gu Rong thought for a moment. What should he copy?

Hmm, I got it!

Gu Rong spread his pale, pink little hand: [Zaizai wants to copy Blind Grandpa’s eye in hand!]

006: […The Eye of Wisdom?]

Gu Rong’s crisp voice: [Yes, Eye of Wisdom!]

The next moment, a blood-red eye, still spinning wildly, appeared in Gu Rong’s fair little hand, identical to the one in Prometheus’s palm.

Gu Rong let out a “Wow,” his eyes sparkling. Not only was he not afraid, but he was also very excited.

006: […]

The cub’s hand was too small to grasp it; half the eye was sticking out.

[Eye of Wisdom: Functional item. After wearing it, making eye contact will instantly petrify the opponent. The wearer can obtain near-omniscience.]

[Duration: Ten minutes.]

[Cooldown: 12 hours.]

Not just 006, but even the aunties in the livestream chat, seeing Gu Rong copy the Eye of Wisdom, instinctively thought that the cub was a good, filial child.

He probably thought that Blind Grandpa’s Eye of Wisdom in his palm had been destroyed, so he wanted to copy a new one for him… Uh?

Before they could finish their mental image, Gu Rong raised his little hand and slapped the Eye of Wisdom onto his little forehead.

Gu Rong grimaced: “Rawr, I’m a little monster!”

006: […]

Livestream Chat: […]

Gu Rong stuck the Eye of Wisdom on his forehead like a sticker.

Such a terrifying blood-red eye couldn’t hide Gu Rong’s soft cuteness at all.

The Eye of Wisdom rolled around, gulu-lulu. Originally a very cool eye, stuck on Gu Rong’s little forehead, it even took on a cute attribute, contentedly acting as a moving sticker.

006: […Wait, little host, weren’t you copying this eye for Blind Grandpa?]

Gu Rong clutched his little forehead: [Rongrong only one, give Blind Grandpa, Rongrong no have!]

He had been coveting this cool eye for a long time.

006: […]

Okay, it was indeed wishful thinking on its part.

But the Eye of Wisdom, which could instantly petrify people, had thus become a sticker. It was truly a waste of a treasure!

006 said: [Little host, the break time is still early. Do you want to take the opportunity to scare some players?]

Not to mention that Gu Rong was only a two-year-old toddler, even a little donkey from a production team wouldn’t be worked this hard.

Gu Rong was originally curious about playing with the newly acquired Eye of Wisdom, but upon hearing this, he immediately lay down on the bed, his little body flat, his eyes tightly closed: [Zaizai sleepy, sleep!]

The Eye of Wisdom stuck on his forehead, as if it had recognized Gu Rong as its little master, also immediately cooperated by closing.

006: […]

Gu Rong had a stomachache earlier, so he pulled his little hand over the blanket and covered his tummy: [Cover blankie!]

006: [Okay, okay, good afternoon, little host!]

The live stream chat couldn’t hear the conversation between Gu Rong and 006 in his mind, but seeing Gu Rong wiggling around and even knowing to cover himself with the blanket, falling asleep in less than two minutes, they all felt their hearts soften.

They started spamming lullabies, guarding the little cub as he slept.

–

Gu Rong slept until the end of the afternoon break.

In the end, it was Lin Xuezhu who woke him up.

Gu Rong’s little face was flushed from sleep. He lay on the bed, stretching lazily, yawning, not lingering at all, and quickly slid off the bed.

Lin Xuezhu narrows his long and narrow phoenix eyes, looking at Gu Rong’s little forehead.

Gu Rong saw Doctor Uncle staring at his forehead, raised his little hand to touch his forehead, and remembered that he still had the Eye of Wisdom stuck on it.

He took it off and looked at it. The Eye of Wisdom’s duration had already passed, and it was now in cooldown, looking like a real sticker.

Gu Rong liked Ultraman, liked cool cards, and treasured the Eye of Wisdom, putting it in his system backpack.

The cub straightened his little slicked-back hair, deng deng deng ran over, and proactively grabbed two of Lin Xuezhu’s fingers. “Doctor Uncle, let’s go!”

So young and already able to keep his secrets.

Lin Xuezhu didn’t ask, and holding his chubby little hand, he left the treatment room and headed to the library.

All the players had already arrived.

They all thought that the two-year-old toddler had been eliminated, touching the little red handprints that hadn’t yet faded on their faces, feeling quite wistful.

Yang Chunsheng sighed in relief, then sighed again. Even though it was a ghost doll, it was a pity that it was gone just like that.

Zhuang Yu and Shen Hanxiao were gloomy.

Everyone had their own thoughts, silent.

However, at this moment, two figures, one big and one small appeared not far away.

Lin Xuezhu, in his white coat, held a medical chart in one hand and held a round little dumpling in the other.

The little dumpling held a lollipop in his little hand, eating the candy while hopping and skipping, singing a song, the very same “Little Hmph Donkey.”

Everyone: “…………”

That lively and cheerful appearance, who else could it be but that little cub!

No, wasn’t this cub already gone? How was he still here? He could still eat lollipops and sing?!

Seeing Zhuang Yu and Shen Hanxiao, Gu Rong let go of Lin Xuezhu, dadada-ed over, and opened his short little arms: “Big Brother, Little Brother!”

After a moment of stunned silence, Zhuang Yu and Shen Hanxiao’s eyes lit up, and their joy was naturally revealed.

The two took turns holding the cub, even lifting him up high, making the cub giggle.

Gu Rong clapped his little hands: “Again, Zaizai wants to play again!”

Immediately, the library entrance was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

Everyone: “…”

Why was this little cub, who had a stomachache and was taken away, able to return unharmed?

Lin Xuezhu smiled faintly, aloof and unfathomable, making it difficult for people to approach him.

Everyone was full of doubts, wanting to ask but not daring to.

Soon, the nun and Jessie came over.

They had already received the news that the little patient had a stomachache during lunch and was taken away by Lin Xuezhu.

The nun looked at the still lively and energetic little patient, imperceptibly breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Lin Xuezhu: “Dr. Lin, what happened?”

Jessie also stared at Gu Rong with his beady eyes.

Gu Rong, this little cub, was very popular among both NPCs and players.

Lin Xuezhu’s tone was casual: “He ate too much and got indigestion.”

Everyone: “…?!”

That’s quite unexpected, yet completely reasonable!

–

The library was still filled with human sculptures.

Thinking about how these sculptures came to be, the players’ faces were unsightly.

The player who had been petrified yesterday was still standing in the same spot, the wristband on his wrist still the pale blue of an NPC, surprisingly, not yet dead.

Everyone was apprehensive, afraid of also being petrified.

They didn’t want to join this sculpture family.

What they didn’t know was that the Eye of Wisdom in Prometheus’s right palm had already been destroyed, and the Key of Wisdom had also been taken away.

Prometheus was still holding his hands behind his back, his face full of wrinkles like the bark of a dead tree, his expression gloomy.

The nun nodded in greeting: “Prometheus.”

Prometheus tilted his head, facing Jessie: “Ah?”

The nun: “…”

Jessie: “?”

Gu Rong’s baby voice: “Blind Grandpa!”

Prometheus faced Shen Hanxiao: “Ah?”

Shen Hanxiao: “?”

Everyone: “…”

No, it seemed like Prometheus wasn’t just blind now, his hearing had also deteriorated?!