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Text Chapter 470 The Cursed Hospital (8)

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    Not long after, Feng Bujue followed the cries and came to the baby room of the hospital.

    Brother Jue is quite familiar with monsters like ghost babies. He had encountered them as early as Ye Jie's high school script.  At that time, his fighting ability was no different from that of ordinary people, and he could still defeat the monster.  So at this moment, he still felt somewhat confident.

    "It sounds like there's more than one voice" Feng Bujue walked to the door of the baby's room and realized the problem, "Is there someone who opens the door to kill someone" he thought to himself, "does it take all the candy to get there?"  Come here and open the door?" He tilted his head and frowned and said, "Hmm Think about it carefully, newborn babies can't eat sweets Or maybe the babies in the Monster Kingdom have super strong digestive systems when they are born?"

    He hesitated for a while, then pushed the door open and went in.  After all, there are no obvious signs of death here, and the level of terror is not as obvious as in Room 109.

    After entering the house, Feng Bujue was faced with a rectangular space of seventy or eighty square meters, with dozens of mini beds neatly arranged.  There are guardrails around these cribs, presumably to prevent babies from rolling off.

    After raising the flashlight and scanning around, Brother Jue found there were only five beds with babies in them, four of them were in the four corners of the nursery, and the remaining one was on the small bed closest to the door.  .

    The four babies in the distance are all crying, but the one at the door is very quiet

    "Wellas the saying goesa dog that bites doesn't bark" Feng Bujue muttered, taking out a folding knife and at the same time shining the flashlight in his hand on the baby closest to him.

    As a result, the child actually raised a hand to cover his face and spoke: "Hey! What do you want to do? Blind my eyes? Move the light away!" His voice was amazing.  He sounded like a young man in his twenties or thirties, speaking sonorously and with a strong black accent.

    For a moment, Feng Bujue thought he was hallucinating, because the sound was so joyful in this environment.  One sentence diluted all the terrifying atmosphere.

    "What's going on? Is it you? Chris?" He slowly removed the flashlight and took two steps forward.  (Here, Brother Jue made a little joke with his inappropriate sense of humor. The Chris in his mouth refers to rock_rock)

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

    "Uhsorry" Feng Bujue could see the other person's appearance clearly at this time. The "Martin" in front of him was indeed a baby, but judging from his size.  It's not a newborn, but a seven or eight-month-old child. In addition his skin color is indeed black, and there is a sharp point on the top of his head that looks like a lightning rod.

    "Are you the security guard here?" Martin looked up at Brother Jue and asked.

    "Yes." Feng Bujue replied.

    "Oh, just in time, can you shut up those four boys? They are driving me crazy." Martin sat up.  He pointed to the four other babies in the four corners of the room.  At this moment, those children are still crying.

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

    "Do you need me to teach you everything? How did you get so big?" Martin replied, "A blind man can tell that they are hungry. Find a way to feed them!"

    "That's ityou need to breastfeed, right" Brother Jue responded, "WellI know a nurse" He made a lifting motion on his chest with his hand, "Maybe she can help.  ¡­¡±

    "Is there something wrong with you?" Martin continued to scold in his rhythmic, rap-like tone, "Don't you even know what a baby needs to eat?" His words were mixed with "f" from time to time.  That word.  And it's still ongoing.

    "HeyMr. Ma, you are not very old, and you are quite good at swearing" Feng Bujue complained.

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

    "Okay" Feng Bujue also understood that bullshit would not allow the communication to continue.  He had also heard that the children in the Monster Kingdom did not need to be breastfed, so he asked, "So what should I feed them?"

    "Vomit! What else could it be?" Martin replied in a matter-of-fact tone.

    "ha?"

    "Are you trying to emphasize to me that you are an idiot by making that expression?" Martin continued.

    After a brief moment of surprise and hesitation, Brother Jue quickly made an inference. He pondered: "Is this how the sandwichis originally used" He took a deep breath.  "In a sense, this script is really challenging"

    "What are you mumbling about?Woolen cloth?  Martin urged, pointing to somewhere in the room, "The bottle is over there, you spit it in and screw on the cap."  Have I made this clear enough?  You can't even understand the words, right?  "

    "Wellit's very clear" Feng Bujue looked solemn.  He walked in the direction pointed by the other party.

    His eyes looked as if he wanted to sacrifice himself generously.

    The prompt [Side mission has been triggered] has sounded in my ears.

    The words "Feed four monster babies with vomit" also appeared in the task bar.

    ? Clear task instructions, simple task lines that can be completed immediately.  There is nothing wrong with any of this, the only problem is the content of the mission.

    Brother Jue quickly walked to a long table by the wall. On the table, there was a metal tray with four bottles that looked like milk bottles.  There was a thick, strange-colored liquid remaining in the tray and at the bottom of the bottle. It didn't look like milk at all

    "Haha This is convenient, you don't have to wash it after feeding" Feng Bujue said, putting the flashlight on the table, then stretched out his hand to open the bottles one by one.

    Next, is the step of "making food"

    "Think on the bright side" Feng Bujue took out the plastic bag in his pocket. The moment he opened the seal, a putrid and moldy smell hit his nostrils, "At least I don't have to worry about the food in my stomach.  You don¡¯t have to pick your own throat to eat anything.¡±

    Brother Jue took out the sandwich and bit it.  His plan was to do it quickly, swallow the thing in three or five mouthfuls, and then spit it out quickly.  Unexpectedly after taking the first bite, he felt like he was being tricked.

    The disgustingness of the sandwich in front of him far exceeded his expectationthe overflowing juice, the mold clinging to the teeth, and the squirming maggotsare all extreme challenges to human physiology and psychology.

    "Thriller Paradise has always been able to simulate this kind of disgusting substances very vividly. If it were an ordinary person he would probably retreat immediately after taking this mouthful, because he really can't bear this kind of torture

    But Feng Bujue his eyes quickly turned from shock to anger.

    He seemed to have made up his mind He moved his jaw fiercely, grinding the unknown substances stuck together with his teeth, and swallowed them all.

    Then, after brewing for about five seconds, he lowered his head and vomited, filling the first bottle.

    "Okaythere are three more bottles" He picked up the remaining sandwich with a firm look and took another bite

    Just like that, five minutes later, Feng Bujue successfully filled four bottles with vomit fluid and attached nipples to those bottles.

    "Humphthat's all! Hahahahaha!" He laughed a few times, as if he had accomplished a great feat, then ran to a water bucket not far away, turned on the faucet, and started gargling

    Fortunately, the tap water in the Monster Kingdom is still tap water. If sulfur or something like that comes out of the water pipe, Na Feng Bujue really doesn't know what to do.

    He poured water, rinsed his mouth, and retched for a long time, and finally got rid of seven or eight percent of the taste in his mouth.  Then, he took out the chewing gum from his pocket, put all three sticks into his mouth at once, and chewed hard.

    "Is this mission really for humans?" Brother Jue put the four bottles on the tray and walked towards the first baby in the corner. "Although I played a monster in the script, the system should know that I am  Players"

    The next steps were much simpler. As soon as those monster babies saw Brother Jue coming with "food", they raised their hands high and their cries changed into babbling sounds.  As soon as Feng Bujue reached for the bottle, it was snatched away.  Seeing those children sucking the liquid from the bottle with relish, even Brother Jue couldn't help but look sideways

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

    Feng Bujue placed the tray and walked towards the door again.  He glanced at the game menu and found that the mission had not been checked yet. It seemed that he had to find Martin to "resurrect".

    "I always feel thatin this universe and any other universethere is nothing I can't do." Brother Jue stood in front of Martin with a look of emotion on his face and said in a floating tone.  What he was thinking at this moment was: If the reward for this mission is scrap, I will stab you to death

    "Good job, brother." Martin continued, "If they keep making trouble, I'm going to have a nervous breakdown." 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 half a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed it over

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

    Since his subtext was obvious, Brother Jue didn't say anything he just took out his lighter and lit the cigarette for the other party.

    "Uh-" Martin puffed out a smoke ring with an adult expression, "Ah I haven't been able to take a puff for a long time."

    "This bag is all for you" Feng Bujue said, putting the cigarettes and lighter on the other person's bed.

    "Hahathank you then." Martin smiled, and that smile was as scary as it was scary. "I think you are a nice guy, and you helped me a lot, so I will give you something."  That's good"
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