The players’ worries were justified. After slicking back the unconscious male player’s hair, the bearded man tossed him aside like a used rag.

Then, he shifted his gaze to the other players.

The players: “…”

Crap, don’t look at me, don’t look at me, don’t look at me!!!

The other players were all thoroughly disgusted, their expressions unpleasant, and the more timid ones were starting to tremble.

Leaving aside why he had to slick back their hair, was it really necessary to use this hairy giant’s saliva?

And that brush…now they could be 100% certain that it was made from hair pulled directly from this guy’s body.

The bearded man’s face was a pile of fat, his eyes squeezed into narrow slits by the rolls of flesh, glinting with a malicious light.

When he saw the little toddler, who was barely two zha tall, his small eyes seemed to widen a fraction.

Although Gu Rong was hiding behind Zhuang Yu, the bearded man was over two meters tall, with a wide field of vision, and easily spotted the toddler.

Without a word, he took a step with his thick legs towards Gu Rong, licking the bristle brush in his hand as he went, seemingly determined to give this little one a little slicked-back hairdo as well.

In Gu Rong’s eyes, the bearded man was no different from a hairy giant.

As soon as Gu Rong saw him coming, he immediately turned and ran, his short legs dadada-ing away. He didn’t want that stinky brush brushing his hair!

The bearded man might have been bulky, but he wasn’t slow. One of his steps was equal to four or five of a normal person’s. Seeing Gu Rong run, he grunted, reached out, and tried to grab the little one.

Gu Rong was very clever. He knew he couldn’t run fast, so he immediately ducked under a table, crawling all the way to the back to hide.

He used to do this when people were chasing him, or when big, bad zombies wanted to eat him. He’d hide in little nooks and crannies. They were too big to get in, so they couldn’t catch him.

The bearded man glared. He couldn’t even bend down, let alone get under the table to grab Gu Rong. He had brute strength, but he wasn’t agile enough.

Seeing that he couldn’t catch Gu Rong, he got so angry that he wanted to flip the table.

Sister Ishmael said, “Jessie, that’s enough!”

The bearded man, named Jessie, stopped, and the table was spared.

The players suddenly realized that they had been holding their breath, worrying for the little one, and now they breathed a sigh of relief.

006 said: [Little host, we now have 10,000 points. I’ll buy you a comb and hair oil from the system store, and we’ll slick back your hair ourselves.]

Gu Rong nodded his little head: [Uh-huh!]

The next second, Gu Rong had a comb coated in hair oil in his hand.

Gu Rong’s hair was a light brown color, short, only reaching his little ears, and it was still soft baby hair. Some of his hair hadn’t even grown in yet.

He gripped the comb with his little hand and gave himself a little slicked-back hairdo, instantly transforming into a little gentleman.

After he finished combing, the comb and the remaining hair oil were taken back into the system backpack by the system.

006 said: [Okay, little host, we can come out now.]

Gu Rong got down on his hands and knees and crawled out from under the table, crawling very smoothly.

When he came out, everyone saw that his little head was styled with a smooth, slicked-back hairdo, making him look just like a little aristocratic young master.

The players were all momentarily charmed.

He was so young, yet his looks were ridiculously high. As long as he didn’t grow up to be ugly, he could make a living just on his face.

Jessie, however, was extremely disappointed.

He seemed to really want to comb this little one’s hair. Seeing that he couldn’t, he grabbed another unlucky player and started brushing, brush-brush-brush.

The player screamed, his scalp almost sparking from the friction.

Experienced players, seeing Gu Rong comb his own hair, followed suit and bought combs and hair oil from the system store, slicking back their hair before Jessie could get to them.

But a few clumsy players still couldn’t escape the fate of having their hair brushed with saliva.

After having their hair brushed with saliva, they all looked like they had lost the will to live. They felt like their heads were contaminated and couldn’t be salvaged, sticky and slimy like seaweed soaked in water, both fishy and stinky.

Honestly, even the key on the brush felt stinky. If it weren’t for the mission requirements, none of them would want to touch it.

After Jessie finished combing the players’ hair, he turned his attention to the man in the white coat, who had been standing aside, watching coldly.

The man in the white coat hadn’t slicked back his hair, but he had revealed his smooth forehead, and he wore gold-rimmed glasses on his nose. When he saw Jessie looking at him, the smile on his thin lips didn’t change, but a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

Jessie, as if unable to read social cues, seemed to want to comb the white coat’s hair as well.

This time, it wasn’t the nun who spoke, but Chief Morrison, who took out his baton and pressed it against Jessie’s waist, grinning: “Dr. Lin is not a lamb.”

The players: “…”

Oh, so we are, is that it?

They had been wrong earlier. That smooth, slicked-back hair wasn’t a calf licked by its mother, it was a lamb licked by its mother!

Dr. Lin – Lin Xuezhu – wearing a knee-length white coat, stood tall and straight, completely unruffled, not taking Jessie seriously at all.

Sister Ishmael glanced at Lin Xuezhu and nodded in acknowledgment.

Lin Xuezhu returned the nod with a smile.

Sister Ishmael said, “Alright, Jessie, take the patients back to their respective rooms.”

Jessie exhaled two thick streams of air from his nostrils, not entirely satisfied, but he still put the bristle brush back in his pocket.

At this moment, a childish voice spoke up: “Auntie, why aren’t we eating first?”

Sister Ishmael: “…”

Everyone: “…”

Livestream Chat: “…”

Auntie?

Who was he calling?

Seriously, they’d just entered a horror game, and he was already asking for food… no, to eat!

Gu Rong tilted his little head, his little face adorable, his expression extremely serious, as if eating was the most important thing.

He couldn’t wait to eat.

Everyone looked at his serious little bun-like face, speechless.

Gu Rong said reasonably, “If we don’t eat, what will we do when our tummies are hungry?”

He even spread his little hands.

Everyone: “…”

Sister Ishmael looked at Gu Rong, and because of that “Auntie,” her smile became a little more genuine, her tone even more affectionate: “That’s right, this little patient is still growing. Dinner time hasn’t passed yet, so let’s go to the dining hall to eat first.”

The players: “…”

See, see, we told you this NPC was biased.

–

[What a good “Auntie”!]

[LOL, the nun’s heart is colder and harder than the knife of a butcher who’s been killing fish at Da Run Fa^[1]T/N: Da Run Fa is a large supermarket chain in China. for ten years, Auntie hahaha!]

[Sweet-mouthed cubs get meat to eat. He’s so young and already knows to call people younger. See, now they can go eat right away!]

[This auntie also wants to be called Auntie by the cub. Who wouldn’t be charmed by that little baby voice?]

[I can’t stop laughing at the fact that none of the players have realized that this is actually a little NPC.]

—Spoilers are only visible to the audience—

Thanks to this little cub, the players wouldn’t have to go to bed hungry.

Jessie led the players to the dining hall.

The dining hall was on the third floor. They could take the stairs or the elevator. Jessie chose the elevator.

The elevator was already cramped, and Jessie took a big step inside first, filling the entire elevator by himself.

The others looked at it. Well, how were they supposed to get in? Looking around, there was only space above Jessie’s head. Were they supposed to stand on his head?

Then, Jessie, after entering the elevator, faced the players and started to back up. The originally narrow and crowded elevator actually expanded to double its size, and a large space opened up in front of Jessie.

The players: “…”

How cool!

But, were they sure it wouldn’t be overloaded?

With apprehension, the players stepped into the elevator.

Gu Rong again dadada-ed, following behind Lin Xuezhu, his little hand holding his straw again, eagerly trying to stab Lin Xuezhu’s hand.

Livestream Chat: “…??”

Can’t understand it, can’t understand it at all.

Let’s keep watching.

Gu Rong hadn’t even reached Lin Xuezhu’s hand before he was noticed. He looked up and saw Lin Xuezhu looking down at him, his gaze unreadable.

Gu Rong hid his chubby little hand, the one holding the straw, behind his back, pretending nothing had happened.

But the other person had already seen it. Hiding it now was completely pointless.

Lin Xuezhu silently looked at him for half a second, not bothering to argue with the little cub. He stepped aside, clearing the entrance to the elevator, letting the little one go first.

Gu Rong was a polite little cub, sweetly thanking him: “Thank you, Doctor Uncle.”

Lin Xuezhu was slightly startled but quickly returned to normal. After Gu Rong, he stepped into the elevator.

The other players were all secretly amazed.

Unexpectedly, this little cub was actually a little social butterfly, completely comfortable around NPCs. He was calling this one “Auntie” and that one “Doctor Uncle,” quite the smooth operator.

However, everyone looked at Lin Xuezhu.

Lin Xuezhu looked very young; his exact age was indiscernible. But his attire and status gave off a feeling of shrewdness and experience.

The players couldn’t be sure whether Lin Xuezhu and Chief Morrison were among the mental hospital’s administrators, or whether they had keys on them.

Jessie had one, and the nun, needless to say, as the highest administrator, definitely had one too!

After the elevator doors closed, he pressed the number 3. The elevator shuddered and shook three times, scaring the living daylights out of everyone.

Fortunately, the elevator chug-chug-chugged struggled its way up.

Jessie rolled his eyes, seemingly looking down on these patients for being so easily startled.

Gu Rong was young, and his little body’s balance wasn’t very good yet. He almost fell over from the shaking.

Fortunately, Zhuang Yu was quick-witted. He’d been paying extra attention to this cub from the very beginning. Seeing him almost fall, he reached out in time to support him.

Gu Rong blinked his big eyes and looked up at Zhuang Yu.

Zhuang Yu said, “Be careful.”

Gu Rong, true to his social butterfly nature, unceremoniously grabbed two of the man’s fingers, using them to steady himself. He thanked him, his eyebrows curving into crescents: “Thank you, Big Brother.”

Zhuang Yu ruffled his little head.

Wow, it felt so good! What was the difference between this and petting a cat!

He’d pet him again!

Gu Rong obediently let him pet him, not stingy at all. After Zhuang Yu finished petting him, he even raised his hand to smooth his little slicked-back hair.

What was so interesting about his head?

Grown-ups were so strange.

Zhuang Yu: “…”

–

Upon reaching the third-floor dining hall, the players discovered that besides the thirteen of them, there were many other patient NPCs.

As soon as they exited the elevator, they were in the dining hall.

The lighting was dim and yellow like it was coated in a layer of oily film, making it feel oppressive and suffocating.

It was dinner time, and the dining hall was full of all sorts of patients. And, what was even more alarming, every single patient NPC also had a slicked-back hairdo.

The players: “…”

Damn, it was like they’d entered a den of slicked-back hair.

The scene of an entire dining hall full of people with slicked-back hair was as bizarre as it could get.

As soon as the players appeared, all the patient NPCs’ gazes shifted to them, staring at them without blinking. Their gazes were sinister and cold, with a sticky, chilling quality that made people extremely uncomfortable.

They looked at the players as if they were meat on a chopping board.

Everyone subconsciously stopped in their tracks, not daring to move forward.

They noticed that the patient NPCs also wore wristbands on their wrists. But unlike theirs, the patient NPCs’ wristbands emitted a pale blue light, while the players’ wristbands emitted a pale purple light.

The NPC and player wristbands even had different colors?

Gu Rong was also an NPC, but he was wearing the [Little Mental Patient] identity card, hiding his NPC identity.

The patient NPCs were momentarily stunned when they saw the little doll being held by Zhuang Yu’s hand.

Huh?

What was that?!

You could say that anything would be unsurprising in this mental hospital, but there were no children.

Especially not a little baby who could barely walk steadily.

And he even had a little slicked-back hairdo!

Ridiculous!

While others with slicked-back hair looked strange and comical, this little cub looked cute and adorable with his little slicked-back hair, very kawaii.

Then, this little baby, upon entering the dining hall and seeing so many people, his eyes lit up.

His dark eyes were like glass beads, sparkling, and he even swallowed.

The patient NPCs: “…”

Why did that gaze seem vaguely familiar?

006: […]

Little host, let’s restrain ourselves a little.

That gaze was easy to understand. Simply put, it was the look of seeing “food,” just like the look the patient NPCs had when they saw the thirteen players.

Couldn’t finish it, simply couldn’t finish it all.

But whether they were NPCs or players, no one thought much of it.

After all, who would have thought that this little cub, who wasn’t even as long as a person’s arm, would see adults several times his size as “food”? And with so many people here, he even wanted to take a straw and go down the line, drinking from each one. He had no idea how small he was.

The cub’s ambition outstripped his capabilities.

Just then, Gu Rong suddenly broke free from Zhuang Yu’s hand and dadada-ed to the front.

Zhuang Yu was startled, and his gaze followed Gu Rong’s movement.

Everyone else’s gaze also followed Gu Rong.

They saw a male player in front of them squatting down to tie his shoelaces.

Gu Rong pitter-pattered over to the male player, and no one knew what he was going to do. He held a shiny silver straw in his little hand, and no one knew where he’d gotten it.

He grabbed the straw with his little hand, aimed it at the player’s head, and, again with a swift, decisive motion, stabbed.

After stabbing, he leaned his little body forward, put his mouth to it, and tried to suck…but he couldn’t suck anything up.

The male player: ???

Everyone: ??!

Livestream Chat: […?!]

006: […………]

This…is there anyone who understands baby talk and can translate?!