He didnât expect that in just five minutes, he would change from an innocent single young man to the mother of a child who he didnât even know was a ghost or a human.
Does this even make sense?!
However, Wen Jianyan found himself unable to move the next second.
The little blue-purple hand tugged at the hem of his clothes tightly.
A burst of irresistible force struck him, and his body seemed to be under control as he walked forward, step by step.
Every inch of muscle in his body was tense, and every nerve was resisting, trying to resist this invisible force, but everything was useless, and it was completely impossible to break free.
Wen Jianyan could only move mechanically, walking stiffly along the corridor.
In this case, he couldnât even reach into his pocket to get the phone, let alone open the store to buy props.
Not good, not good.
Wen Jianyan moved his eyes and looked around, trying to find some way to get outâ
Suddenly, his eyes stopped and fell on the glass door he had just passed by.
The glass reflected the young manâs blurred figure. His movements were stiff and slow, like a puppet walking slowly forward. Beside him, a dark, half-blurred little shadow could be vaguely seen.
Like a child.
The ratio of the head to the body was unbalanced. The head was extraordinarily large, but the body was thin and small, looking particularly deformed and strange. A flesh-and-blood blurred umbilical cord was wrapped around the young manâs body, dragging him forward.
At that moment, Wen Jianyan felt a chill rush up his back, and his hair stood on end.
He feels like⌠something bad is about to happen.
Regardless of how anxious he was in his heart, his body moved uncontrollably forward, leaving the obstetric department step by step.
Wen Jianyan watched helplessly as he crossed the duty room and walked straight toward the maternity ward.
The body turned a corner skillfully, pushed open the door, and walked into the prenatal examination room.
The room was brightly lit, but it was far more frightening than the darkness.
There were various anatomical diagrams of reproductive organs on the wall. In the middle of the room was a gynecological bed where one could lie down on their back. It was surrounded by blue curtains, and on the side was a machine that was responsible for doing B-ultrasound, which started at some point, making a buzzing sound.
Wen Jianyan lay down uncontrollably.
The clothes on his abdomen were lifted up, revealing a white and flat belly. The bruise that was the size of the babyâs palm had spread, covering almost his entire lower abdomen, looking particularly shocking in bright light.
âZziâŚZziâŚâ
The B-ultrasound machine on the side started to operate automatically.
A black-and-white picture of the abdominal cavity quickly appeared on the small screen. However, unlike ordinary B-ultrasound pictures, Wen Jianyan was able to clearly see the face of the âchildâ this time.
Huge head and malnourished body.
It pressed its face firmly against the screen as if it wanted to get out of it, and its black and white blurry facial features moved a little as if smiling.
Its mouth was opening and closing as if sayingâ
âMom.â
Wen Jianyan: ââŚâŚâ
A layer of cold sweat broke out on his back. He swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and his throat became dry and sore.
âHello.â
Wen Jianyan moved the corners of his mouth and forced himself to show the most natural smile,
âI donât know, when will I see you? My baby.â
He needs to know how much time he has before he can decide how to get out of here.
âSnap.â
The B-ultrasound machine switched off automatically, and the entire room fell silent.
The next second, Wen Jianyan felt something cold grab his fingers, and the babyâs voice sounded in his ears, âWe will meet soon, Mom.â
He glanced down quickly.
The little blue-purple hand that was holding him tightly was much more solid than before, and he could almost see the wrist vaguely as if it was rapidly gaining life and existence.
âMom, when you give birth to me, weâll be together forever.â
The childâs voice was extraordinarily innocent but inexplicably carried a sense of creepy gloom, âMom, do you want to be with me forever?â
âOf course.â
Wen Jianyan replied without hesitation.
He moved his fingers with difficulty, feeling the state of his body, and tried his best to reply in an affectionate and loving tone, âMomâs most beloved person in the world is you, and of course, we will be together forever.â
âGreat!â
The ghost baby let out a âgigglingâ laugh.
Wen Jianyan found that with the change in the other partyâs mood, he gradually gained a little bit of body autonomy.
He moved his eyes without a trace and looked at the window on the side. The bright light fell on the window, and he could vaguely see the reflection of the room.
Wen Jianyan could clearly see his body lying on the bed and the pitch-black baby that was clinging to him.
The ghost baby leaned his deformed head on his shoulder affectionately, stared at Wen Jianyan with those pure black eyes, and giggled:
âMom, youâre so good-looking.â
Wen Jianyan quietly moved his fingers and replied calmly, âReally? You must be making me happy.â
âHow could it be?!â
The ghost baby got a little closer, almost sticking to the young manâs face.
Wen Jianyan could almost smell the foul and rotten smell emanating from it.
The ghost baby giggled;
âYou are the most beautiful mother I have ever seen, better than all the mothers of other children!â
âŚMothers of other children?
Wen Jianyan was startled, and an incredible idea suddenly crossed his mind.
He asked tentatively, âHave you seen other mothers?â
âOf course.â The ghost baby giggled and laughed, âBut other childrenâs mothers are not as good-looking as my mother, nor as gentle as mine.â
Its outline gradually becomes more clear.
The huge, blue-black head was pressing against Wen Jianyanâs shoulder. The pure black eyeballs were the size of tennis balls, without any whiteness, and the skin was covered with blood vessels, like an over-inflated balloon that would burst open at the slightest touch.
But for some reason, Wen Jianyan still saw a strange obsession and admiration from the depths of the otherâs pure black eyes.
âAlso, my mother said that she loves me and that she will always be with me. Everyone elseâs mother hasnât said it.â
It put its arm around Wen Jianyanâs arm;
ââI love my mother the most.â
âEveryone else?â
Wen Jianyan asked, âDo you have any other friends here?â
âOf course.â
âCan I meet them?â
The ghost baby fell silent, seemingly reluctant.
âI want to be a part of my babyâs life.â Wen Jianyan said softly, âDonât you want me to, baby? Donât you want to be with your mother forever?â
ââŚOkay.â
The ghost baby finally moved. It stood up with Wen Jianyan, and exhorted a little uneasily, âBut, Mom, donât be taken away by others.â
Under the leadership of the other party, Wen Jianyan left the prenatal examination room and walked towards the newborn child care center.
As soon as he entered this area, Wen Jianyan immediately noticed that it was very different from other places.
If the other areas were quiet and creepy, they were still in the category of a normal hospital, but the feeling here was completely different.
The lights overhead were pale and dim, flickering from time to time and making a buzzing sound as if influenced by some unknown force.
The temperature dropped drastically, and the icy and gloomy air was scraping at the bones like a steel knife. Within a minute of walking in, Wen Jianyan felt like he had fallen into an ice cave, and the temperature all over his body was being sucked away.
Soon, a closed door was in sight.
The walls outside the room were painted with small animals and children, and there were a lot of cute stickers, but perhaps because a long time had passed, those original brightly colored pictures had become dull and peeling, and the stickers were mottled. The picture that should have been very cute and childish was looking extraordinarily distorted and weird now and even had a taste of a childrenâs cult.
Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and watched as his hand pushed the door uncontrollably.
It was a babyâs room. The space inside was extraordinarily spacious. The small beds were neatly arranged. There was also a small game room not far away. The floor was covered with colorful sponge cushions, and some things, like puppet toys, were scattered on the floor.
But⌠It wasnât these things that caught Wen Jianyanâs attention.
Instead, the entire babyâs room was densely packed with blue-black ghost babies.
Some of them were lying on the crib, some were lying on the ground, and some were stuck to the wall. Each of them has a huge head and a thin body. When they heard the door opening, a pair of pure black creepy eyes were looking in his direction at the same time. Even though Wen Jianyan was mentally prepared, he still got goosebumps involuntarily.
âMomâŚâ
âNew momâŚâ
Whispers sounded from all directions.
The ghost baby holding Wen Jianyan held his arm possessively: âThis is my mother. You are not allowed to rob him!â
Whispers rang out from all directions of the nursery, as if they were communicating in a language Wen Jianyan didnât understand.
Thick darkness was flowing all over the room, giving a feeling of extreme unease.
It was unknown if it was because the other party had felt that it had reached its own territory, but the ghost baby seemed to relax its vigilance. Although the umbilical cord on its body was still wrapped around Wen Jianyanâs waist, it released his arm.
Wen Jianyan was suddenly able to move freely.
He breathed a sigh of relief without a trace, rotated his already stiff wrist, and slowly changed his standing position.
Perhaps because of the change in angle, Wen Jianyan suddenly saw that in the corner of the game room not far away, a person was sitting in the shadows against the wall. It should be a man. The whole person was hidden in the depths of darkness. His head was lowered and it was unknown if he was dead or alive. His belly was bulging high, making him look extraordinarily miserable and pitiful.
â!â
This is probably the âother motherâ that the ghost baby said just now.
Wen Jianyan turned his head and looked at the ghost babies in the room in front of him. When no baby noticed him for a while, he took a deep breath and turned around quietly to walk toward the man.
As the distance drew closer, Wen Jianyan recognized the otherâs iconic hairstyle: a cockscomb head.
Then it dawned on him.
Oh, it turned out to be the anchor who was making a fuss at the door of the hospital and didnât want to come in.
As if hearing the approaching footsteps, the cockscomb head moved and slowly looked up.
His face was extremely pale, his cheeks were visibly sunken, and his eyes were blue and black, looking extremely haggard. The hem of his nurse uniform was propped up by his bulging belly, and the thin clothes on his body could no longer hide the change in his body. They were lifted up, revealing a blood vessel-encrusted bluish-black belly.
The blue veins on the belly burst, revealing the thin capillaries beneath the thin skin. It seemed that something was wriggling under the surface, struggling, and from time to time it pushed out strange bulges, as if the next second it would burst open his belly and come out from under the flesh.
The shape vaguely resembled the face of a smiling, deformed baby.
A long umbilical cord was wrapped around the manâs waist, extending far into the group of ghost babies.
The eyes of the cockscomb head lit up the moment he saw Wen Jianyan.
But soon, his eyes fell on the umbilical cord around Wen Jianyanâs waist, and the light of hope extinguished and dimmed again.
Wen Jianyan took out his phone and opened the task list.
Sure enough, the side quests were updated.
ăOptional side quest refreshed: Find the trainee nurses who were patrolling on the third flooră
ăCompletion: 1/3ă
The cockscomb head obviously misunderstood Wen Jianyanâs actions.
He let out a weak snort, âDonât think about it, there are no props in the system store that can solve this situation. Even if there were, the price is not affordable for us anchors. As long as you are tangled in the umbilical cord, you will not be able to run away. No matter where you are, the ghost baby will follow you.â
âI have done everything I can do.â The cockscomb head stretched out his arms, letting the other party look at his current state of embarrassment, âLook, I am still here.â
His eyes fell on Wen Jianyanâs belly, with a stunned expression on his face, âLook at this, you should have been entangled just now, right?â
âYes.â
Wen Jianyan nodded, âWhat about you?â
The cockscomb head twitched the corners of his mouth, showing a smile that was not a smile, and replied dryly, âItâs been more than an hour.â
He reached into his pocket with trembling hands, took out a box of squashed cigarettes, and smoked it. He took a sip from his lips and said vaguely, âAccording to my experience, two hours should be the limit in this instance, and it shouldnât be long before I give birth.â
After saying this, he sneered with twisted lips, as if he was amused by his words.
Wen Jianyan heard the word limit in the Anchor Hall.
It means that in some instances, a certain time itself is a hint, and acts as a âtime pointâ, such as the last instance ăDecai Middle Schoolă that Wen Jianyan had cleared, the key time point in it was twelve oâclock in the night. Beyond this limit, the instance will have irreversible changes.
There were also instances with âduration of timeâ as the limit, just like this instance ăFukang Private General Hospitală, which should be divided into different parts with âtwo hoursâ as the limit. In this instance, most of the game rules will abide by this âlimitâ.
Such as patrolling and giving birth.
The cockscomb head handed over the flat cigarette case.
Wen Jianyan shook his head, indicating that he did not smoke. He narrowed his eyes, and his thoughtful gaze fell on the man in front of him.
Whether itâs the status or the information he knows, the other party doesnât seem to be a new anchor who enters the instance for the first time.
He opened his mouth and asked:
âWhich instance is this one?â
âThe fifth one.â
Perhaps he knew that his deadline was imminent and there was no need to hide this information, so the cockscomb head answered very clearly.
Wen Jianyan made a rough estimate in his mind.
If he had already completed four instances successfully, even if the unlocking degree in each instance was not high, the points of the live broadcast should have been accumulated one by one, and he should at least be the lowest D-level anchor by now.
In other words, his store content should have been unlocked by a whole level more than his (WJ) current self, and the number of points that he could bring in was much higher than his (WJ) own thousand.
However, since the other party is not a newcomer, then whyâŚ
As if seeing Wen Jianyanâs doubts, the cockscomb head raised his eyes and took a sip of his cigarette. The scarlet cigarette butt disappeared in the darkness, âDo you want to ask, since I didnât enter the instance for the first time, why is there such a big reaction at the entrance of the hospital?â
Wen Jianyan nodded unabashedly, affirming the other partyâs guess, âYes.â
The cockscomb head hummed, shaking the cigarette ashes on a puppet toy. The grey-white ashes fell on the dull glass eyes of the puppet, burning a little black trace, âIf we can get out alive, Iâll tell you, how about it?â
âDeal.â
Wen Jianyan nodded lightly.
The cockscomb head raised his eyes somewhat unexpectedly, and his eyes fell on the young man standing in front of him.
Obviously, he just finished listening to what he said, but for some reason, the expression on this young manâs face did not change too much. On the contrary, he appeared calm and composed, as if oblivious to the dangerous situation he was in. He was tall and slender, with an extremely strong and calm temperament. Even the cockscomb head, who thought he was about to die, couldnât help feeling a little shaken because of him.
He asked:
âSpeaking of which⌠In how many instances have you entered?â
Wen Jianyan smiled, the light and shadow in the corridor outside the door fell into the bottom of his light-colored eyes, floating like broken gold, with a touch of narrowness and mystery.
âIf we can get out alive, Iâll tell you.â
ââŚâŚâ
The cockscomb head was shocked by the other partyâs attitude. He straightened up subconsciously, narrowed his eyes in surprise, and looked at the young man standing in front of him from a new angle.
Fuck, what a drag.
This young man looks weak, white and thin, is heâŚ
Some bigshot?!
In the âIntegrity Firstâ live broadcast room.
[âŚâŚ]
[I donât know why, but seeing this scene in front of me, I suddenly have a strong premonition that this liar has absolutely no good intentions.]
[Me too!]
[+1]
[According to previous experience, the anchor is definitely going to cause trouble again!]
[Hahahahahahahahahahaha, the real bigshot: The D-class anchor who has already played four instances; the false bigshot: only played in an instance, didnât have any problem being a mother, and likes to deceive people like a damn scammer who is full of lies.]
[I have a hunch that there will be new victims again!]
[Welcome newcomer to the large family of Wen Jianyan victims! Our atmosphere here is warm and friendly, healthy and harmonious. If you donât believe me, see how the ghosts and anchors of the last instance are laughing happily!]
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