??Chapter 752: Chapter 536: Terror Strikes!_2
Chapter 752: Chapter 536: Terror Strikes!_2
The sense of absurdity in the air grew dense with a sinister and bizarre atmosphere…
Just a simple observation after walking into it, even Colin instantly felt a sensation of heaviness in his head and lightness in his feet…
It seed as if the various functions of his brain had been impacted to so extent.
So much so that the muscle control throughout his body had beco noticeably uncoordinated.
“Hmph.”
Colin grunted softly, the bonfire erupted, dissolving and destroying all that strange ntal shock.
Then, under the radiation of the bonfire light, he felt the presence of so hard-to-see “shadows” around him, sowhat similar in form to the shadows on the “Train in the Fog,” but essentially different…
However, at present, the problem was not significant, within the domain of the light, these things could not yet pose a hindrance.
Following the musty-slling, moldy patches on the staircase all the way up, he arrived at the third floor, and at the end of the corridor, he saw the room labeled “701.”
After pushing open the door, Colin first saw a small area that seed to be a consultation room, with a desk, several chairs, and a small refrigerator apparently used for storing dicines.
Outside this area, separated by dividers, were five white cloth beds arranged in a row…
Aside from the faint but unavoidable stench of decay that hit him head-on.
The place could be described as clean and tidy.
Colin glanced briefly around, and after making sure there was no danger, he stepped in and covered the entire room with fla, carefully inspecting every corner.
Then, he reached out to the small refrigerator wanting to take a look, but found it was locked.
Yet the lock wasn’t very secure, making little difference to him, and after burning the lock core directly, Colin easily opened it and found so dicines inside.
And, after analysis by the Little Maid, he learned the composition of these dicines…
“Cyanide?”
Colin’s eyebrows lifted as he examined the dicine in his hand. What’s this doing in a psychiatric ward?
Although he could definitely say he was in the dark about most drug nas, he was quite familiar with this one, after all, friends who had received capital punishnt and been executed by injection knew, this stuff is highly toxic, usually used for euthanasia…
And its presence in a psych ward is clearly unreasonable. It can’t be that they resort to euthanasia when they can’t treat a patient, right?
In his confusion, so text suddenly floated up from the dicine…
[“Cyanide Injection O-3 Type”: Created from living beings suffering from severe paranoid schizophrenia after luring and suggestive prompting, along with special thods, are fantasy-manufactured dical products…]
“Applicable Conditions”: Once injected, it will not cause any damage to the organism itself, but can precisely erase the consciousness of common Third-Level and lower containnt subjects.
“Usage Example 1”: After a shapeless demon was successfully modeled into human form, but its humanity turned chaotic and negative, verified as a failed construct, after approval by multiple departnts, its identity and all basic rights were stripped, and after all procedures were prepared, it was injected with “O-3” Injection.
Its more negative consciousness and cognition were erased, retaining only a small portion of benign consciousness aggregates. With the help of “Fla Bearer,” it grew and ultimately reford its cognition, being reborn and becoming a noble and honorable defender of humanity.
“Usage Example 2…”
“…”
“Note”: The use of this dicine requires approval and stamped docunts from nine relevant departnts, and any missing part makes the injection ineffective even if administered…
“Special Usage Cases”: In special situations, it can be authorized for a single ergency use by three or more Positive C Levels, or one “Fla Bearer,” or a B Level Employee.
…
“A dical product specifically for erasing failed human cognition, nothing too special for Third Level and below…”
Colin was taken aback for a mont. He wasn’t surprised by the effect, as many other ans and extraordinary thods could achieve cognition modification.
But this specialized “dical product” was a first for him.
At this mont, as he looked at the item in his hand, his gaze sharpened, realizing that his guess about the hospital’s purpose might have been wrong.
This hospital might not have been built for curing diseases at all, but more likely for producing dicines…
And the raw materials for the drugs were probably these people, no, living beings, with so kind of paranoid delusion.
However, exactly what kind of living beings was yet to be known…
Of course, it could also be considered a place for curing diseases, only that it doubled as a drug production facility.
“But no matter how you look at it, the company is still as unscrupulous as ever…”
Colin shook his head, took a glance at the four or five injectors, and his body honestly pocketed them all.
Although he wasn’t a Firebearer yet, nor could he find the so-called three “Positive C Levels,” there was a chance to be granted the right to use them through “Lady Rabbit,” and who knows when they might co in handy.
After putting everything away, he looked around and began to make “preparation before bed.”
“In a bit, Ashen Holy Body will join
in sleep and we’ll enter the hospital ward behind. Orange Cat will guard this floor, ensuring there are no accidents with our bodies, and if there is no other choice, wake us.”
Upon hearing this, Orange Cat was about to object, claiming the challenge was too great, but Colin continued:
“Don’t worry, I’ll leave so preparations here, starting with this ‘Bonfire Mark’ which you can use. Its effects include a basic stand-in and enable you to use a small-scale one-ti ‘Wildfire Addition’…”
Colin had created three such marks in total, each even containing “Fla Bearer’s Grease,” at a high cost…
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