Chapter 128: Pan Zhengyi Is Gone

9/5/22.

morning.

This is another city hundreds of kilometers away from Qingcheng.

Central Hospital.

In the dead of night.

The hospital corridors were filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant.

Because this is the season of high incidence of respiratory viruses, timely disinfection and protection are very important.

In the long and narrow corridor, the lights were dim, flickering on and off.

"Didn't the logistics department come to fix this broken lamp a few days ago? It's been a few days, and the work hasn't been finished yet. I haven't been fired for this kind of efficiency. This is outrageous."

A middle-aged security guard patrolled the hospital corridor late at night with a flashlight.

He muttered in his mouth.

hiss--

suddenly.

There was a slight chill behind the security guard.

There seemed to be a strange chill sweeping over from behind.

In an instant, he had the illusion of being gently touched by a woman from behind.

——This hand is a little cold.

The security guard trembled in fright and looked back.

There is no one behind!

There was only one window open in the corridor, and the cold wind was blowing.

"Tsk, scare me!"

September is already autumn.

The temperature at night seemed a bit cooler.

In addition, the windows in the corridor are not closed, and the autumn wind is blowing, no wonder there is such an illusion.

The security guard didn't dare to complain loudly, but just stepped forward and silently closed the windows in the corridor.

laugh--

The flickering lights flickered violently again.

"If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't be greedy for cheap and watch that kind of "Weird Sick Building" movie. The picture quality is not good, and it's easy to make people think wildly after watching it."

After finding out the culprit behind the chills, the middle-aged security guard felt a lot more comfortable, and even the flickering lights seemed cute for no reason.

"Well, it's almost bedtime—"

clatter.

clatter.

Da da.

suddenly.

At the end of the dark corridor, there was a crisp sound of high heels.

The footsteps of the high heels, if you distinguish carefully, seem to have a strange rhythm, as if——

Movement is not very flexible.

Because the sound of normal people walking should be da, da, da, da, da.

instead of—

Da da, da, da, da, da.

"who!"

The legs of the middle-aged security guard couldn't stop shaking.

When he heard the sound of footsteps, he turned around almost subconsciously, and the bright flashlight instantly swept towards the direction of the sound.

I don't know if it was influenced by the horror movie I watched not long ago, but the middle-aged security always felt that the atmosphere in the hospital tonight was a little weird.

"It's all these broken lights!"

The middle-aged security guard swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

He didn't realize that in just a few seconds, the palms holding the flashlight were filled with sweat.

It can't be so evil, can it?

I am an eighty-year-old mother, and I have...

A tall and sexy figure appeared from the end of the corridor.

It was a female doctor in a white coat.

call--

The moment he saw the figure clearly, the middle-aged security guard let out a long sigh of relief.

Then I thought of my surprise, and couldn't help but feel a little funny.

At this age, the more I live, the more timid I am.

Soon, the female doctor walked to the middle-aged security guard.

"Who are you……"

The middle-aged security guard suddenly felt that the surrounding temperature seemed to drop a little, which made him shiver uncontrollably.

"Doctor Zhang."

The female doctor looked down at the badge on her chest, and there was a picture of a young girl on the badge.

Then Dr. Zhang gestured to the security guard and smiled.

"Oh, hey, hello Dr. Zhang, are you working the night shift tonight?"

The security guard put away the flashlight, not knowing where to put his hand.

There is no other reason. This female doctor is quite beautiful, which makes the security guards not dare to look directly into Dr. Zhang's cold eyes.

Doctor Zhang?

By the way, he vaguely remembered that there was indeed such a doctor in the cardiology department on this floor.

It is said that he is still unmarried and single, if he can be twenty years younger... ahem.

"No, I'm back to work overtime."

"Working overtime? Are you busy? I read the news today, saying that two young children died suddenly in the past two days, both in their twenties. The cause of death was a heart attack—tsk tsk, now Young people don't know how to combine work and rest, and they go out all day..."

"hehe."

Doctor Zhang smiled, as if he didn't want to get entangled in this topic.

"By the way, Dr. Zhang, I see your walking posture, you probably hurt your foot, right?"

Doctor Zhang's expression suddenly became a little strange upon hearing this.

But just shook his head: "I'm not used to wearing high heels."

The middle-aged security guard immediately shut up when he saw Doctor Zhang's expression.

--ask for contempt.

He quickly waved his hand: "Doctor Zhang, then I will continue to patrol, and this will not hinder you!"

The security guard quickly accompanied him with a smile, and left from the enchanting Doctor Zhang.

Doctor Zhang hummed lightly, without turning his head, he walked towards the ward.

The middle-aged security guard couldn't help but glance back.

That little buttocks are really... ahem, don't look at evil, don't look at evil.

Fearing that the beauty would find him peeping, the middle-aged security guard hurriedly turned his head and continued patrolling, not daring to look too long, and picked up the flashlight again.

Generally speaking.

Patrols are just going through the motions.

Or deal with some disputes that are inconvenient for the doctor on duty.

after all……

The conflict between doctors and patients is really difficult to describe.

Otherwise, who would hire an old man like him to be a security guard?

The middle-aged security guard yawned, and the surrounding temperature seemed to be slightly warmer.

Sure enough, it was the damn window, and the cool wind was blowing, scaring me to death.

"Well, I heard that the incidence of heart disease among young people has increased. The news just said that our hospital should do some statistics and make a copy, and we should encourage citizens to eat a reasonable diet and rest reasonably—"

"It's not easy to be a doctor these days. Not only do you have to be able to see a doctor, you also have to be able to write papers, you have to be able to stay up late, and you have to be good at physical skills. The level of physical strength and swimming skills should not be too low... Tsk tsk."

"correct--"

The middle-aged security guard suddenly remembered something.

Just this morning.

The news in the city seems to have published a memorial article.

It is said that a female doctor from a certain hospital in this city also died suddenly at home due to a heart attack, and she also appealed to the citizens of the city to forward it.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged security guard turned on his mobile phone to review the news that he hadn't read carefully in the morning.

"Eh? It's actually a doctor in our unit?"

"Yo ho! Female? Only 26 years old? Unmarried! Oh, how pitiful!"

"I heard that the body is still in the freezer in the morgue..."

"Um?"

suddenly.

The middle-aged security guard somehow felt that the doctor who died of a heart attack looked familiar.

As we all know, there is always a big gap between looks and photos.

The middle-aged security guard rubbed his eyes.

Look at the names of the dead under the news.

"Zhang... Zhang... Zhang..."

In an instant, the middle-aged security guard turned pale.

Snapped.

The phone fell to the ground and rang loudly.

"Oh? So it's 'I'?"

A voice suddenly sounded behind the cold middle-aged security guard.

Whispering.

close to the ear.

The fragrance is tangy.

...

...

Qingcheng.

The weather is overcast.

Yi Lin browsed the "Apostle Forum" silently.

Senior masters, my brain is numb, and I have doubts about the strengthening route of the agile side. I don't know how to improve it?

Now that I think about it, my last trial was so lucky!

The heartwarming story of me and a certain female apostle falling in love and killing each other in a trial is being serialized!

Long life, long life! In the last trial of my mighty strength-side powerhouse, the spiritual attribute was added more than the strength!

Mengxin would like to ask, what is the level of getting a rating for two consecutive trials?

...

Then the following are all water-posted replies——

Landlord, cut it off forever!

Manual funny!

Save your life!

The tiger's body shook, and he left with three points!

Life is really lonely like snow——

Irrigation is an attitude.

"..."

Yi Lin browsed around briefly, but didn't seem to find anything particularly interesting, so she silently closed the forum.

A post full of bragging...

Accounted for ninety percent.

But also understandable.

Compared to a certain time period in the future, the current circle of apostles belongs to the "easy period".

- very normal.

Not far away.

Pan Zhengyi was expressionless, with a hint of sternness.

suddenly.

Pan Zhengyi raised his palm.

An invisible aura slowly emanated from him.

"Apostle panel!"

Yi Lin: "..."

A few seconds later, Pan Zhengyi changed his posture.

"Come again, apostle panel!"

Yi Lin: "..."

"Damn it—the apostle's board!"

Yi Lin: "..."

Pan Zhengyi tried eighteen more postures.

Finally put down the sore arms.

Then Teng Teng Teng ran in front of Yi Lin, spreading his palms.

"Bring me a bottle of 'Forgetting Love Water'!"

"It's called a happy drink." Yi Lin corrected.

"It doesn't matter, I want to drink."

Yi Lin reluctantly took out the "Happy Drink" from the storage space and threw it to Pan Zhengyi.

Pan Zhengyi raised his head and took a big gulp.

Then he sang happily.

"Happy breakup~ I wish you happiness~ You can find a better one~"

While singing loudly, Pan Zhengyi drifted away.

boom.

Then he shut himself in the door and locked it.

Yi Lin sighed lightly: "Another crazy one."

...

Pan Zhengyi's strange reaction can be traced back to the time Yi Lin and Pan Zhengyi had just returned from their trip to Gotham City, where the folk customs are simple and honest.

that day.

Yi Lin looked at the painful "50,000 chaos value" demand, and when she exited the module space speechlessly.

Pan Zhengyi frowned and ran over.

Yi Lin spent 5 seconds carefully distinguishing Pan Zhengyi's demeanor and movements, and quickly came to a conclusion.

"Pan Xiaozheng?"

Well, the relatively normal Pan Zhengyi.

"It's not important!" Pan Xiaozheng's expression seemed a bit indescribable: "During the trial, what happened?"

Yi Lin couldn't help being slightly startled when she heard this, "Ask me what happened to you?"

Pan Xiaozheng hesitated for a moment, but still told his story.

pity--

no wine.

Yi Lin finished listening.

Can't help but fall into deep thought.

Pan Zhengyi was even more mysterious than he imagined.

Is the world of neurosis really so unreasonable?

"That is to say, you usually share memories, even if you don't show up, you can still see the outside through 'his' eyes?"

"Yes!" Pan Zhengyi nodded.

"And then in Gotham, you end up remembering 'the other you,' hiding in the girls' bathroom and putting on makeup? And then... nothing?"

Pan Xiaozheng sighed: "Then... when I woke up, I was lying in the nursing home, surrounded by corpses."

"All the memories in the middle are gone?"

"Hmm." Seeing that Yi Lin finally understood, Pan Zhengyi felt a little better for no reason: "It may be difficult for you to understand the relationship between me and 'him', and it will be difficult for me to explain clearly..."

Nonsense, normal people can understand that is abnormal.

Yi Lin said something silently in her heart.

But he didn't interrupt Pan Zhengyi's words.

"Usually when I appear, 'he' is in a state similar to a deep sleep. In fact, 'he' should also feel my presence, so in many cases, 'he' does not go to sleep subconsciously, Unless...you can't bear it."

"Is this the source of his dark circles?"

"Uh...it's not important." Pan Zhengyi shrugged: "And after waking up from the nursing home, I felt... a little different. 'He' doesn't seem to be asleep, it's like... gone."

"No more?" Yi Lin's expression froze slightly.

Pan Xiaozheng rubbed his messy hair: "No, it's not quite accurate to say that. Anyway, I'm pretty sure that when I woke up, I didn't take any medicine...that 'nT-046'."

Yi Lin lowered her head and thought for a moment.

In other words.

Pan Xiaozheng didn't know at all what happened to Pan Zhengyi's inexplicably accurate intuition in the second main mission.

A minute later, Yi Lin chuckled.

"Isn't that good too?"

What Yi Lin was referring to was Pan Xiaozheng's complete conversion to a full-time job.

"No, you don't understand." Pan Xiaozheng looked confused: "'He' just feels like he's gone, but he's still there!"

"What do you mean?" Yi Lin frowned slightly upon hearing this.

"I can't open the apostle panel!"

"?"

"Pan Zhengyi is not here. Apart from opening the storage space, I can't use the apostle panel or skills!"

"Oh——" Yi Lin understood, pointed at Pan Zhengyi, and said slowly, "In other words, you are now a mobile warehouse?"

Pan Xiaozheng: "..."

He really wanted to punch this guy with low charisma in the face.

But it is impossible to refute.

"Then go to sleep." Yi Lin waved her hand.

Pan Xiaozheng: "?"

Yi Lin chuckled: "Don't sleep...what's the use of you?"

Pan Xiaozheng: "..."

all in all--

Pan Xiaozheng is useless.

Quite suddenly.

Originally thought that it was the big account that went online, but unexpectedly, Pan Xiaozheng had only stolen half of the account, and could not obtain the complete authority of this body. No wonder he was so depressed and entangled.

Sudden.

Pan Xiaozheng was flipping through the storage space silently.

Suddenly, a metal baseball bat was pulled out from the storage space.

Yi Lin took a look.

Eyelids twitched slightly.

This metal baseball bat looks too familiar.

It is estimated that Li Erpang, who has been ravaged by a baseball bat, will be so scared that two hundred catties of fat will bounce in place when he sees this stick.

after all--

psychological shadow.

"You brought this out before you left?"

After being surprised, Yi Lin couldn't help frowning.

He remembered that the equipment of those villains seemed to be unable to be brought out of this world.

This is the case with the question mark scepter.

I don't know why.

The only thing Yi Lin brought out from Gotham City was the Batsuit Kai and the Batmotor.

The Batsuit·Chang is still the kind of tasteless thing he can't use.

Therefore, when Yi Lin saw Pan Xiaozheng taking out the stick, she would have this kind of reaction.

Pan Xiaozheng was quite confused, not in the mood.

I just played with it casually, and said casually: "No, I smoked it."

smoke?

Yi Lin: "...? Shall I take a look?"

Pan Xiaozheng was not worried that Yi Lin would snatch the stick, and threw it directly at Yi Lin.

Metal bats...it's lighter than expected.

certainly.

This is also the reason why Yi Lin's power attribute has been improved a bit.

Harley Quinn's metal club is full of potholes, but the end is very smooth, as if it has been carefully polished for many years.

...

best friend of harley quinn

grade epic

Limit force value greater than 5.0, lucky value greater than 5.0

Durable and non-wearable

Effect Click to view details.

Description Click to view details.

...

"!"

Yi Lin blankly threw "Harley Quinn's best friend" back to Pan Zhengyi.

Then say nothing.

Rushed into the bathroom.

five minutes later.

Yi Lin washed her hands thoroughly, a full five times.

Walking out of the bathroom, Pan Xiaozheng was still playing with "good friend" boringly.

Well, I played for fifteen minutes.

It's so fun?

Yi Lin's expression was slightly strange.

"By the way, you're the one who made the settlement... What's your level of clearance evaluation?"

After asking, Yi Lin added: "If you find it inconvenient, you don't have to tell me, you don't have to force it."

These are the secrets of the apostles.

Yi Lin didn't feel that she had a good relationship with Pan Zhengyi and Pan Xiaozheng.

He asked this question because he was just speculating about the last dungeon, and he still needed to get some information from Pan Xiaozheng.

Pan Xiaozheng didn't seem to think that this was a big deal, and while shaking "Harley Quinn's good friend" around, he said casually: "The evaluation was B, but it was later promoted to A level, what's wrong?"

grade a?

Yi Lin recalled Pan Zhengyi's performance in Gotham City.

Being promoted to A rank means...

Pan Zhengyi only has one chance for a random reward?

etc.

The epic equipment in the trial was drawn in one lottery?

The corners of Yi Lin's eyes twitched slightly.

His expression was a little numb.

"It's still the same sentence, this is your secret, you don't have to say it. But I still want to ask... Before you can see the apostle panel, you...or Pan Zhengyi, how much luck is it?"

".6, what's wrong? Is it high?"

"It's not high...you can go to sleep now."

"?"

"Go away, I want to be quiet."

...

...

In short, this was the little story that Pan Xiaozheng had to tell.

After the attribute value soared, there were indeed sequelae.

Different from the rapid improvement of mental attributes, the short-term increase of strength attributes and agility attributes will lead to uncoordinated physical activities.

After all, this is equivalent to a supernatural power that was forcibly imposed on the "Apostle", and it was not obtained through a little bit of exercise.

It took a few days.

Yi Lin was finally familiar with the strengthened body.

9/9/22.

Yi Lin is in the bathroom.

Don't get me wrong, it's not hand washing.

I saw Yi Lin gently scratched a wound on her finger with blood jasmine.

Blood gurgled out.

Yi Lin remained expressionless. Instead, she opened the apostle panel, watched the recovery of health, and observed the speed of wound healing.

"Well, the experiment is almost done."

After Yi Lin finished speaking, she raised her eyebrows.

call out--

A finger was cut off.

Three minutes later.

Yi Lin walked out of the bathroom.

Through 36 experiments of varying degrees, he roughly understood what happened to his body after strengthening the Dionysian factor.

"And there is... I have time to send a tube of blood to Mengmeng for testing."

The "unknown side effect" in the description of Dionysus factor always made Yi Lin feel a little uneasy.

But so far, no special side effects have been found.

It's just that, although the healing ability is not clearly stated in the attributes.

But Yi Lin passed 36 tests on herself.

reached a conclusion.

The healing ability is not without consumption, what this ability consumes is his physical energy.

Human physical fitness has not been digitized on the apostle panel.

In fact, it cannot be digitized.

But after activating healing several times in a row, Yi Lin clearly felt the exhaustion from her body.

After a few more healings, the whole person felt hollowed out.

This is a bit helpless.

But all in all, the Dionysus Factor deserves to be an A-level enhancement, which is half a level higher than the breathing killing technique that Yi Lin comprehended in Ghost Mist Mountain.

This greatly improved Yi Lin's survivability.

After Yi Lin put away Blood Jasmine.

Being idle and bored, Yi Lin opened the communication list casually.

At this moment, Yi Lin noticed that Li Changge had set "Do Not Disturb" on Li Changge's profile picture.

Because Li Changge was too noisy before, after setting Do Not Disturb, Yi Lin didn't think about it for a while, and put the matter behind her.

Yi Lin opened Li Changge's chat interface.

After omitting a lot of nonsense in front.

The last message was two days ago.

Contrary to Li Changge's usual style, this message from two days ago is unexpectedly concise and concise.

Only four words——

"Boss help!"