Mo Yan stood there, his fear was amplified little by little. He moved his eyes and a slight voice overflowed from his mouth.

His san value dropped by another five points at this moment.

The door opens and the door closes.

The door is closed inside, and the light inside is tilted and squeezed and dispersed.

After the light source gradually connects into a line, the figure pulling out the long line is completely isolated.

...

【First Night】

【Your identity is: Doctor.】

[Tests of execution: No. 7, Locker.]

[Players are asked to use equipment to represent the doctor's identity props, strictly follow the Baisha Doctor's Code, and punish guilty students.]

[In addition to the execution of students, players can freely explore the open areas and obtain additional clues.]

[Currently open areas: first floor of student dormitory, second floor of student dormitory, third floor (large classroom, canteen, laboratory), fourth floor (Baisha Teacher Office·Sha Luoyang, Monitoring Room)]

...

Su Mingan sat on the bed and put a white coat on his body.

The white coat seemed a bit big for him, but it didn't affect his movements. He buttoned the buttons, tidied up his cuffs, stood up, and saw the light that was lit in front of him.

[As a player with the identity of "doctor", you get temporary props and scalpels]

[(scalpel): A scalpel with absolute sharpness attribute (only effective for organisms at night). Carrying it will help you become a more kind and fair White Sand doctor.*^_^*]

The light dimmed and turned into a sharp scalpel, which reflected like a mirror on the knife. He pinched the handle of the knife and saw his stagnant eyes on the knife.

The game mechanism did not do too well with players who were doctors, and also gave them some discounts and gave them a weapon that sounded intimidating. Otherwise, ordinary players would have a very high probability of being counterattacked every night when facing students who could explode at any time.

...However, for him, this offer is similar to that.

He glanced at the clock and it was almost eleven o'clock.

He had not known any information from Charoyang before. The teacher seemed to be really not afraid of death. Even if he had done that, he still did not let go.

However, he was probably sure that Xia Luoyang was Yang Xia.

When facing his question, Xia Luoyang's expression was very subtle and a little smile, as if he had expected that he would ask this.

...There is such a great correlation between names, and it is almost like locking these two names together.

Charoyang is not a good person either.

Because Su Mingan knew that everything that was shown in Xia Luoyang during the day was real.

He was too familiar with the attitude of believing that he could cure students in this pathological way, believing in a concept, believing in to the point where he was almost obsessed with it...

Charoenin is a mentally ill, and he still remembers that he could electric shock several players to the point of dying during the day.

The students are sick, and the teachers are sick.

...He is a doctor.

He probably is sick, too.

He raised the scalpel in his hand and looked at his eyes on the knife surface.

The san value in the upper left corner is 48 points.

...It's not good.

He glanced at the barrage, which was more anxious than him.

[It's over, such a violent brother Ming'an is not my brother Ming'an...]

【Fist NPC, kick fakes! That's right!】

【But it is really abnormal, too abnormal... Is it already so much that I can't control it?】

[I feel that Mo Yan has problems, everyone has problems, and the entire copy has problems...]

[As soon as I saw Mo Yan, my heart hurts. He really looks like Wang Xingkong...]

[Grass, don't mention Wang Xingkong, my lungs are already hurting.]

[Grass, who started to mention it first, and I have a strong sense of substitution.]

[Ming Anan, look at us... Do you still remember us? This is just a copy. Don't be affected by it!!]

[He won't watch the barrage, right?... I feel that this is not just a question of whether you can achieve perfect level. If the first player directly drives this dungeon crazy...]

[Just come here, what's wrong with this live broadcast room like World Channel chat? Why is the atmosphere so heavy?]

[It is really only when I lose it, I know how to cherish it. I used to complain that the first player was not decisive enough. Now I feel scared when I see such a cruel person...]

【It's over, I finally feel that people are normal, this, this...】

[I hope people are fine, I really hope people are fine, I don’t even want to make a joke about that fake guy.]

...

Su Mingan looked at the barrage that was surging like a storm, closed his eyes, and then opened his eyes again.

"I'm fine," he said.

The barrage was strangely still for a moment.

【????I heard it wrong?】

【…】

【He spoke, right?

【It's over.】

【Okay, this time it’s really abnormal.】

【Okay, this time there is really something wrong with people.】

[The first player actually responded to the barrage. I'm fine. I think he is no longer the person he used to be. Brother Ming'an is already crazy.]

[I actually respond to the barrage... It's been eight hundred years, this is the first time I have seen it. I guess the san value has disappeared.]

“…”

Su Mingan minimizes the barrage.

Although the barrage is stupid, they did make him realize that this is a copy of the game.

He stepped forward and opened the door.

There was still darkness in the corridor, and there was no sight at all, as if a corner of the painting was suddenly torn apart.

He heard the system prompt:

[As a player with the identity of "doctor", you get temporary props and doctor glasses]

[(Doctor's Glasses): Glasses that can see hidden scenes at night (only effective at night). Wearing it will help you become a more kind and fair White Sand doctor.*^_^*]

He put his glasses on and saw everything lit up in the corridor.
Chapter completed!