Chapter 79 Hospital Nightmare [Dream cursed body of "nymph": a dream entity that exists in a person's dream, and is closely influenced by a "nymph" and thus produces a special cursed body. Its image mostly comes from the dream owner, and other than that, it is no different from an ordinary cursed body. ]"Slime, is it another new monster from the post-era?" Iris asked. "No, it's just what I call this thing." Anti explained the situation of the wandering god "Nymph". "The power to change flesh and blood seems familiar, but the name 'nymph' seems a bit derogatory." Iris said after hearing it. As they talked, they continued walking towards the hospital. "You said you would help me wake up, but how should I do it specifically?" An asked on the way. "I will look for whoever's dream it is. If I can dispel the dream on my own initiative, everything will be fine, but the possibility is not high. The final result will probably be to destroy the owner of the dream." Iris said lightly. "why?" "The internal logic of dreams is mostly chaotic. The dreamers immersed in dreams may not even realize what it means to be awake and what it means to be asleep. They may not understand why they are asked to disband the dream on their own initiative. Even if they understand it, it would be too cruel to ask them to destroy their own world on their own initiative," Iris explained. Anti asked: "So just kill them directly?" "Yes, just kill them directly. As for those who have already fallen asleep, it is better not to drag down those who are awake." Iris said indifferently.
As they were talking, the two had already entered the outpatient building. The huge outpatient hall was empty and the disease and health knowledge on the wall had become blurred. A scene of desolation. "Isn't it a bit too extravagant to play hide-and-seek in such a big hospital?" An Ti said. "The dream owner is often full of desire to express himself in his dream and will not hide deliberately. He will even take the initiative to send key clues to us." Iris explained. As soon as the words fell, bloody needles shot out from the darkness like flowers scattered from the sky. Iris's two swords flashed quickly and blocked all the needles for Anti. A figure in a white coat flashed by at the stairs. Anti rushed directly into the stairwell, outlined the Qi totem in his hand, and used Qi to pull down the person who was about to run up, and stuck him between the rusty iron bars of the stair handrail. The skin was still stitched together, except for the white coat which was spotless. The other parts were not much different from the original fat man. The other party suddenly stretched out his hand, and his arm passed through the iron bars, turning into a sharp spike and stabbing towards Anti. Anti swung the hammer violently, breaking the spiked arm that had just hardened. Then, Anti used his other hand to perform the rock miracle "Dust Accumulation" to shape a stone slab, and used the object control to throw it out and grab the opponent's neck. The suture doctor was just about to transform the flesh and blood to break free from the restraints, but all his efforts were wasted when he got stuck like this. Anti stepped forward, lit the hammer, and then called down. Soon, the suture doctor let out a faint scream in the flames and turned into ashes. Iris came over and said, "Miracles have really given humans a lot of convenience. Even the gods can't master so many types of power on their own, but you can easily borrow them." "But the height of divine power is still not something that can be achieved casually, it's just that the types are indeed diverse." Anti said. Iris was noncommittal: "As long as there is a road there, someone will always arrive. Moreover, miracles are thousands of roads." Anti ignored her and found a name tag dropped in the char of the suture doctor. The flesh and blood were burned clean, but the breastplate was still intact?
When I picked up the badge, most of the information on it was no longer clear, but the department I belonged to could still be barely recognized. "Neonatal department." Anti read out. “This is the clue expressed by the dream itself.” "That means we need to go to the neonatal department of this hospital..." As he was speaking, the lights in the stairwell suddenly flickered on and off frequently. Then they heard a sound coming from the upper stairs, as if something was crawling on the stairs, and sticky blood dripped from the stair railing. Anti and Iris stood there quietly. "Aren't you going to take a look, Mr. Passerby?" Iris asked. "If you say so, why don't you go and see it?" Anti asked in return. "Exploring dreams is what you have to do. I am just your guide." "I don't want to see it." Anti said briefly. Elise sighed. The sound of their conversation drowned out the sound of footsteps crawling on the upper stairs. As if unable to wait any longer, a dark shadow suddenly fell from the gap in the stairwell and landed next to Anti and Iris. A pair of pale, blood-stained hands grabbed the stair railing and slowly raised the body. A woman with disheveled hair, twisted legs unable to walk, her stomach like a burst balloon, and all the blood seemed to be flowing out of it. Between the thick black hair, a pair of resentful eyes looked at Anti and Iris. Anti looked into those eyes for a moment, then swung the hammer. Bang! The hammer knocked the woman over, and as she struggled, Anti noticed that the smell of blood around her became extremely strong. The blood flowing out of the woman's abdomen was squirming, shaping deformed babies. The baby grew insect-like limbs on his body and crawled quickly up and down the stairwell. Anti and Iris killed a group of strange babies, but the killing speed seemed to be unable to keep up with the speed at which babies were born from the blood. Moreover, when the woman was crawling on the upper level, the blood that flowed out also began to give birth to strange babies. With no other options, Anti and Iris left the stairwell. After closing and locking the firewall in the stairwell, Anti and Iris returned to the outpatient hall. The firewall door was being rammed, and Anti took Iris to look for the neonatal department of the hospital. "This kind of big hospital is always like a maze. Let's go to the inpatient building and take a look." Anti said as he quickened his pace. The firewall did not hold for long before it was broken open, a pool of blood flowed out, and the strange baby crawled out in the blood with a sharp cry, chasing after Anti and Iris. "It's really ironic that the power of flesh and blood transformation has become like this." Iris couldn't help but say. "Wouldn't it be nice to be completely free of the constraints of the body?" Anti added casually. Iris gave him a reproachful look. As I walked along the direct corridor into the inpatient building, I suddenly felt a heavy feeling.
It felt like someone was holding down my shoulders, and the feeling of the entire inpatient department and outpatient department was completely different. An Ti came to the elevator and finally saw the floor where the neonatal department was located. "Why is this hospital building so high..." Anti muttered as he looked at the number in the early twenties. "How about taking the elevator directly?" Iris asked. "You want to take the elevator to the 20th floor in this place where the style is obviously like that of a horror movie?" Anti asked, and then suddenly realized: "You know the elevator?" "Yes, although the name is slightly different, the shape is similar. It is a mechanism operated by special forces to help people go up and down high places. I remember it was made by... a man named 'Facelos'." Iris said after recalling. "..."Anti said nothing. But I couldn't help but complain in my heart. The current dream world is not very developed. The era of the Forty-four Pillar Gods was pushed back many years ago. Did Faseros invent something similar to an elevator in that era? It seems quite reasonable. As expected, he is called Brother Fazi, the financial sponsor is really awesome. (End of this chapter)
