"Ding, gratutions to the pyer fering the role-pying task!"

  "Li Xiaoming is a child with a riner world. His is are quite different from those of his peers. Besides tormenting little ducks and chicks, he also has a special fondness for stray kittens."

  "He often sneaks into the infirmary during his free time in sports, steals Dr. Park's ahetieedles, uses food to lure kittens, then hides in a small dark room to tie up the kittens' limbs, is them with ahetid begins his little hobby..."

  "During the torment, the effect of the ahetily causes the kittens' pupils to tremble slightly. Their eyes, filled with fear yet helpless, make Li Xiaomiremely excited, giving him immeisfa."

  "Pyers, please infiltrate the infirmary, steal Dr. Park's ahetieedles, and leave the infirmary ued to plete the task!"

  "pleting the role-pying task increase your role-pying degree, instaing, and there's a certain probability of obtaining main storyline clues!"

  Qin Nuo's expression was one of shock.

  He had just mentiohat this instance might not have any tasks, and now one had been triggered immediately!

  Hearing the task's narration, Qin Nuo felt a wave of exhaustion.

  The kind of character you py determihe kind of instaask yer. The twisted Li Xiaoming indeed had an unusual task.

  Now he had to steal ahetieedles; would he have to catd torment kitteime?

  Although Qin Nuo was usually ruthless with some ghosts, it was always because they were c death first. Disseg an i kitten was not something he could imagine doing.

  But with such a character, he had to py the role, even if it made him cry.

  He gently pushed open the door. The infirmary was quiet, with the smell of alcohol lingering in the air.

  The setup was very simple, as were the medical instruments, mainly for treating on colds and fevers.

  "Not here? Could I be this lucky?"

  Qin Nuo thought. The infirmary wasn't big, and apart from a few partitions covered with white cloth, everything was visible at a gnce.

  Some human mannequins were piled in the er, seemingly dismantled roughly, with clear signs of damage on the disassembled limbs.

  A few mannequin heads still had hair, with dark red scabs and torn flesh faintly visible inside.

  They didn't look fake.

  They seemed like real human scalps had been ripped off and pced on the mannequins to increase realism.

  Some closed drawers had blood seeping from the gaps, gealed for a long time, leaving the tents inside unknown.

  "This Dr. Park doesn't seem like a normal doctor. Find the ahetieedles and leave quickly; staying here feels like danger could strike at any moment."

  Muttering to himself, Qin Nuo went to a medie et and quickly sed the bels on eapartment.

  After cheg them all, he didn't find the word "ahetic."

  "Not here."

  "By the way, wasn't Liao sent to the infirmary after breaking an arm? Why isn't he here?"

  Qin Nuo thought, his gaze falling owo partitions covered by curtains.

  He walked over and pulled open one of the curtains. With a swish, Qin Nuo's expression ged instantly.

  Ihe partition was a hospital bed, with Liao lying on it, tightly bound with tape, his mouth sealed.

  His eyes were filled with deep fear, but upon seeing Qin Nuo, they turo joy, and he desperately wriggled his body, making the bed creak.

  Moreover, his right shoulder, where his dislocated arm used to be, was now missing, the stump unbandaged, bleeding profusely.

  How did this guy end up like this?

  Qin Nuo stepped forward and tore the tape off his mouth. Liao gasped for air, unsure if it was from suffocation or pain, and hoarsely said, "Quick, help me get free! I o escape this hellhole!"

  "Weren't you here to get your arm back? How e it's gone?" Qin Nuo asked.

  "Stop talking, Fing Hell, that guy is a lunatic! My arm was just dislocated, but he insisted it was useless and needed amputation. When I tried to run, he caught me and tied me up here."

  Qin Nuo thought this guy was really unlucky. Ever since he got spped by Huang Xia, nothing seemed to ght for him.

  "Where is he now?"

  "After tying me up, he wasn't satisfied with sawing off an arm. He said he o check other parts of my body a out to get tools!"

  "You saw those drawers outside, right? That guy is a pervert. Oneone is sent here, he finds an excuse to collect body parts."

  "Stop wasting time and help me get free. He's ing back soon! I've had enough!"

  Qin Nuo asked, "Do you know where the ahetieedles are?"

  Liao recalled, "He ied my arm with ahetid put it in the drawer o me."

  "By the way, what are you doing in the infirmary?"

  "I was worried about your injury, so I came to che you." Qin Nuo went to the drawer, ope, and indeed found two doses of ahetic among the scattered items.

  Hearing this, Liao wao curse, "You shut up now. If it weren't for you, would I be in this state?" But he held back.

  Having obtained what he wanted, Qin Nuo pocketed the ahetid swiftly cut the tape binding Liao with a scalpel.

  Freed, Liao immediately jumped off the bed, put on his clothes, and found a roll of bandages and a bottle of alcohol from the drawer. Without a word, he headed for the door.

  However, just as he reached the door, the sound of footsteps came from outside the infirmary.

  "Damn, he's back!" Liao stopped in his tracks.

  Qin Nuo looked around, finding no windows to escape through.

  Then he saw Liao pull out a pitch-bck axe, surrounded by ghost aura, a ghost creature.

  "Are you going to chop up that doctor?" Qin Nuo asked.

  "A ered dog will jump over the wall. That pervert wants to dissect me, and I'm supposed to lie there a him?"

  "Fet about role-pying for now. I've had enough of this instance. I'm boiling with rage. Let's kill this perverted doctor first a er!"

  With that, he gnced back at Qin Nuo. "Let's team up and catch him off guard!"

  Qin Nuo thought of his role-pying task, which required stealing the ahetieedles without being discovered by the doctor.

  Shaking his head, he said, "Not a wise move. I think hiding is a better option."

  With that, he entered another partition covered by curtains.

  "Coward, hiding is no different from waiting for death. If you won't do it, I'll do it alone!"

  With that, Liao held the axe in one hand, hiding by the door, tightly gripping the handle, holding his breath, eyes fixed on the doorknob.

  At this moment, the footsteps outside stopped.

  Then came the sound of the doorknob turning.

  As the door ushed open, a shadow holding a toolbox walked in.

  At that moment, Liao swung his sharp axe swiftly at the shadow's head, his face red with rage, twisted with ferocity: "Die!!"

  JOSOLUNA