Inside the live streaming room, everyone was dumbfounded.
"Damn... isn't he a psychologist? Why does he carry a grenade when entering a dungeon?"
"Is he a battlefield psychologist from Syria?"
"This physical exorcism deserves full marks!"
Yang Tao: "Brilliant! He used his words to divert the female ghost's attention, making her focus entirely on the property deed, which was her obsession in life, subconsciously lowering her guard against Zhao Yi... After all, most players think only of escaping when facing ghosts. Who would expect a human to attack a specter?"
Yang Tao: "Moreover, Zhao Yi is clearly exploiting a loophole in the game system. Normally, physical means have negligible effects on specters, but because Zhao Yi is currently in a beginner dungeon at hell difficulty, the system significantly reduced the specter's resistance to give players a fighting chance. That's why the grenade could cause such severe damage to the female ghost!"
"That makes sense!"
In the live streaming room, Yang Tao stared intently at Zhao Yi in the dungeon, his eyes gleaming.
In just a short time, he already had the urge to make an exception and recruit Zhao Yi into the guild.
This newcomer's performance was simply outstanding!
Even many players who have completed numerous tasks find it hard to be as calm and decisive as Zhao Yi!
***
The head on the ground, blown to a pulp, looked increasingly hideous and ugly. Liu Xue glared at Zhao Yi with intense anger and resentment!
"You dare... to scheme against me?"
Zhao Yi ran to the blood-soaked female ghost's head, as if discovering a new toy, and patted it like a ball.
It bounced high.
"Hey! Your head is quite bouncy, isn't it? Uh... just a bit sticky."
Female ghost: "???"
The next moment, a sharp, rust-stained small knife appeared in Zhao Yi's hand.
It was his soul weapon.
***
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[Item: Rusty Scalpel]
[Quality: Unique]
[Description: Your soul weapon.]
[Effect: —Data Error—]
Seeing the scalpel in Zhao Yi's hand, immense fear appeared in the female ghost's resentful eyes!
"No! Don't kill me!"
The female ghost let out a piercing scream!
"Shh— My knife is quick, it won't hurt."
Zhao Yi gently extended his left hand to comfort the female ghost.
Then, amidst the female ghost's shrill screams, he slowly stabbed the scalpel into the back of her head.
And stirred it around.
The female ghost stopped screaming.
[The scalpel is stained with the specter's blood]
[Something has been awakened]
[Your soul weapon evolves]
[Your attributes have been enhanced]
[Character: Zhao Yi]
[Level: 1]
[Experience: 0/25]
[Ability: None]
[Items: Grenade*2]
[Life: 10/10]
[Strength: 5]
[Spirit: 101 (100+1)]
[Luck: 0]
[Title: None]
[Soul Weapon: Bloodstained Scalpel]
***
Tap, tap, tap—
Footsteps echoed from the corridor not far away. Zhao Yi stood up and slowly turned around.
In front of him was an old man with half his head sliced off.
A strange smile hung on his face.
But when he saw the female ghost's head, with its terrified expression, in Zhao Yi's hand, his smile gradually disappeared.
"Is there anything I can help you with?"
Zhao Yi asked politely.
The old ghost's hair stood on end, and he turned to flee, not looking back!
Damn it, this guy is too damn scary!
The crazy woman in the elevator actually had her head cut off by him!
I hope he doesn't chase after me!
No, I need to run faster!
***
Watching the specter's panicked retreat, the entire live streaming room erupted.
The original few hundred viewers had now turned into tens of thousands.
Many large guilds send representatives to newcomer live streams every year to spot promising talents.
"???"
"I'm fucking impressed! This newcomer is so fierce! He actually scared the ghost away!"
"He treats the female ghost's head like a ball. Is he really a psychologist and not a psychopath?"
***
After scaring away the old ghost, Zhao Yi looked down at his scalpel.
The rust had disappeared.
But the blade kept oozing blood.
Zhao Yi clenched his fist, clearly feeling much stronger.
His strength value had increased from 2 to 5.
It felt great.
A bit insane.
In the hospital's first-floor lobby, Zhao Yi found the map he was looking for.
He glanced at it.
Memorized it.
And continued exploring.
Following the map north, he avoided several highly dangerous unknown shadows.
Zhao Yi didn't head straight to the director's office but chose the security room instead.
He needed proof to inform the director that he was already dead.
The security room had surveillance and possibly a printer.
Unlike the large hospitals in the city center, Colossus Hospital was built in a remote area, so for safety and convenience, the security room was equipped with networked electronic devices and printing materials.
Dim lights flickered ahead.
Several corpses lay scattered on the floor inside.
As soon as Zhao Yi entered the security room, the first thing he did was take out his scalpel and cut off each corpse's head!
Then he placed them neatly on the table!
***
Zhao Yi's actions sent chills down the spines of many players in the live streaming room.
This guy...
He must have some psychological issues, right?
Yang Tao: "Although it's quite twisted, it's a very safe approach. In beginner dungeons, some specters have their powers severely restricted, so they might play dead to ambush players."
Yang Tao: "Soul weapons are among the few weapons players have that can significantly harm specters, so doing this eliminates any worries."
"Boss makes sense, but is this really something a newcomer to the hell game can do?"
"In future team-ups... will he get so carried away that he kills his teammates too?"
"This guy is a psychologist? Allow me to mourn for his patients for three minutes!"
***
After finishing his task, Zhao Yi calmly washed the blood off his hands in a corner of the room.
Then he went to the desk to log into the computer.
He opened a webpage and searched.
Zhao Yi finally found some old news about Colossus Hospital, took screenshots of key images, put them into a WORD document, and printed them on a sheet of paper.
After carefully reviewing and confirming everything, Zhao Yi folded it up and kept it with him.
Then he left the room.
But not long after, he returned, took out his scalpel, and gave each ghost head on the table another stab!
After doing this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"I knew I forgot something... Now you shouldn't be able to come back to life..."
He muttered to himself.
Everyone: "???"
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