Thriller Paradise Chapter 470: The Cursed Hospital (8)

Not long after, Feng Bujue followed the cry and went to the hospital's baby room. M

Brother Jue is quite familiar with monsters like Ghost Infants. He had encountered it as early as in the script of Ye Jie High School. At that time, his combat effectiveness was no different from that of ordinary people, and he could still deal with the monster. So at this moment, he still has some confidence in his heart.

"It sounds like there is more than one sound..." Feng Bujue went to the door of the baby's room and realized this question, "Will there be anyone who opens the door and kills..." He thought, "Do you want to take it?" Can you come here to open the door after you finish the candy?" He tilted his head and frowned, "Hmm...think carefully, newborn babies can’t eat sugar, right... Or the babies of Monster Kingdom have a super digestive system as soon as they are born. ?"

He hesitated for a while, then pushed the door in. After all, there is no obvious sign of death here. To say the degree of terror, it is not as obvious as Room 109.

After entering the house, Feng Bujue faced a rectangular space of 70 to 80 square meters, with dozens of mini beds neatly arranged. There are guardrails around these cribs, which should be set up to prevent babies from rolling off.

After raising the flashlight and scanning around, he found...There are only five beds with babies, four of which are in the four corners of the baby room, and the remaining one is the one closest to the door. A small bed.

The four babies in the distance are crying, only this one at the door is very quiet...

"Um... as the saying goes... Dogs that bite don't bark..." Feng Bujue muttered, while taking out a folding knife, and at the same time, he pointed the flashlight in his hand to the baby closest to him. .

Result. The kid actually raised a hand to cover his face, and said: "Hey! What do you want? Blind my eyes? Move the lights away!" His voice was amazing, listening Like a young man in his twenties and thirties, he speaks sonorously, with a thick black accent.

For a moment, Feng Bujue thought he was hearing hallucinations, because it was too happy to appear in such an environment. One sentence dilutes all the horror atmosphere.

"What's the situation? Is that you? Chris?" He slowly removed the flashlight and moved forward two steps. (Here, Jie Ge made a little joke with his untimely sense of humor. The Chris in his mouth refers to s_k)

"Who?" the baby replied, "What **** are you talking about? My name is Martin."

"Uh...I'm sorry..." Feng Bujue had already seen the other side clearly. The "Martin" in front of him was indeed a baby. However, judging from his size, it was not a newborn, but a seven or eight-month-old child. In addition... his complexion was indeed black, and his head had a sharp horn that looked like a lightning rod.

"Are you the security here?" Martin asked, looking up at Brother Jue.

"Yes." Feng Bujue replied.

"Oh, it came just right. Can you shut up those four boys? They are driving me crazy." Martin sat up and pointed his finger at the other four babies in the four corners of the room. At the moment, those children are still crying.

"Um...what should I do?" Feng Bujue said.

"Do you need me to teach you everything? How did your kid get so big?" Martin replied. "Blind people can see that they are hungry, so quickly find a way to feed them!"

"So...I want to breastfeed..." Brother Jue replied, "Um...I know a nurse..." He made a gesture of lifting with his hand on his chest, "Maybe she can Help..."

"Do you have any brain holes?" Martin continued to curse in his rhythmic, rap-like tone. "Don't you even know what the baby is going to eat?" His words were mixed with the word "F" from time to time, and it was still in progress.

"Hey...Mr. Ma, you are not very old, so swear words are rather slippery..." Feng Bujue vomited.

Martin stared at Feng Bujue and raised his short middle finger.

"Okay..." Feng Bujue also understood that nonsense can't allow communication to continue. He also heard that the children of Monster Kingdom don't need to breastfeed, so he asked. "So... what should I feed them?"

"The vomit! What else can it be?" Martin replied in a natural tone.

"Huh?"

"Do you put on that expression to emphasize to me the fact that you are an idiot?" Martin continued.

After a brief surprise and hesitation, Brother Jue quickly made a reasoning. He pondered: "Sandwiches... are they used like this..." He took a deep breath, "In a sense, this The script is really challenging..."

"What are you whispering?" Martin urged, and pointed to somewhere in the room. "The bottle is there. Spit it in and screw the lid on. Did I make it clear enough? You should You can't even understand the words, right?"

"Well...it's already clear..." Feng Bujue looked solemn and walked in the direction the other party pointed.

The look in his eyes seems to be generous.

The reminder of [the branch task has been triggered] has sounded in my ears.

[Feed four monster babies with vomit] This line also appeared in the taskbar.

Clear task instructions, simple, immediate task line. None of this is a problem, the only problem is... the content of the task.

Brother Jue quickly walked to a long table by the wall. On the table, there was a metal tray with four bottles shaped like baby bottles. In the tray and at the bottom of the bottle, there is a sticky liquid with a strange color, which does not look like milk...

"Hehe...It's convenient, you don't need to wash it after feeding..." Feng Bujue said, putting the flashlight on the table, and then reached out and opened the bottles one by one.

Next, is the step of "making food"...

"Think about the bright side..." Feng Bujue took out the fresh-keeping bag in his pocket, and the moment he opened the seal, a rancid and moldy smell puffed his nose. "At least I don't have to worry about it. I don’t have anything in my stomach, so I don’t have to pick my throat."

Brother Jue takes out the sandwich, opens his mouth and bites. His plan is to make a quick fight, swallow this thing in three to five mouthfuls, and then spit it out quickly. Unexpectedly... after the first bite, he felt like a hit.

The nausea of ​​the sandwich in front of him is far beyond his estimation...The overflowing juice, the mold sticking to the teeth, the squirming living maggots... are all physiological and psychological to humans. Extreme challenge.

Thriller Paradise has always been brilliant in simulating this kind of disgusting substance. Change to an ordinary person... After this, you may immediately retreat, because you can't bear this kind of torture...

But Feng Bujue... His eyes quickly turned from fright to anger.

He seemed to have made up his mind... He drove his jaw viciously, grind the unidentified substances stuck together with his teeth, and swallowed them all.

Next, after about five seconds of brewing, he bowed his head and vomited and vomited the first bottle full.

"Okay...There are three more bottles..." He took the remaining sandwiches firmly in his eyes, and took another bite...

In this way, after five minutes, Feng Bujue successfully filled four baby bottles with vomiting fluid and buttoned pacifiers on those bottles.

"Huh...but so! Hahahaha!" He laughed a few times, as if he had accomplished what a great feat, then ran to a bucket not far away, turned on the faucet, and started to rinse. Mouth...

Fortunately, the tap water of Monster Kingdom... is still tap water. If there is something like sulfur flowing out of the water pipe, Feng Bujue really doesn't know what to do.

He poured water, rinsed his mouth, and retched for a long time, finally getting rid of the smell in his mouth. Then, he took out the gum from his pocket, put all three sticks into his mouth at once, chewing hard.

"Is this task really for humans?" Brother Jue put the four bottles on the tray and walked to the first baby in the corner. "Although I am playing a monster in the script, the system should Know that I am a player..."

The next steps are much simpler. When the monster babies saw Brother Jue coming with "food", they raised their hands, and their crying changed to a babble. As soon as Feng Bujue stretched the bottle over, he was snatched away. Seeing those children sucking the liquid in this bottle with relish, even Jue brother couldn’t help but look down...

"Ah~It's much quieter now." When the four children were all quiet, Martin at the door let out a long sigh.

Feng Bujue set the tray and walked to the door again. He glanced at the game menu and found that the task hadn't been checked yet. It seemed that he had to find Martin to "return".

"It always feels...in this universe, and any other universe...there is nothing I can't do." Jue Ge stood in front of Martin with emotion, and said in a calm tone. At this moment, his inner thoughts are: If the reward for this task is a waste~IndoMTL.com~ I will stab you to death...

"Nice job, brother." Martin continued. "If they continue to quarrel, I will be almost nervous." He paused and asked, "By the way, do you have a cigarette?"

Feng Bujue squinted at the "baby" in front of him with a dull expression, then silently took out a half pack of cigarettes in his pocket and handed it over...

Martin took out one at random, held it in his mouth, then raised his eyes and glanced at Brother Jue, and shrugged.

Because his subtext is obvious, Brother Jue didn't say anything...just took out the lighter and put the cigarette on the other side.

"Fur—" Martin looked **, and vomited a ring of smoke with a sophisticated temperament, "Ah...it's been a long time since I can take a sip."

"I'll give you all this bag..." Feng Bujue said, putting the cigarette and lighter on the other side's bed.

"Hehe...then thank you." Martin smiled, how horrifying and horrifying his smile is, "I think you are a good guy, and you have helped me a lot, and I will give you some too. The meaning of the child is better..."