Haicheng Mental Hospital.

"jingle--"

The ringtone rang on the snow-white wall.

"The game time is up, everyone can come and play games." The female nurse in the mental hospital greeted the patients who had just finished taking the medicine to play in the game room.

The patients wearing blue and white striped clothes walked into the game room one by one in a daze.

The team ended up following a man.

He hugged his arms and wandered around casually.

The man has a cold and white skin, thin cheeks, and a pair of almond eyes, but his eyelids are always drooping, as if he can't wake up.

A half-long curly hair was tied with a small tail by a black rubber band, and it hung lazily behind his head.

The nurse looked at him more and called him in the medical record book, "Meng Busan, have you taken the medicine today?"

Meng Busan said "yes".

The nurse asked with a smile: "Then are you still going to the trial field challenge today?"

Meng Busan casually lifted his eyelids, "No more."

The nurse smiled, "What's wrong?"

Meng Busan was wearing a sick dress and rubbed his chin with his fingers, saying, "The trial ground of the Golden Sea suddenly exploded, and everyone turned into a meteor and flew away."

The nurse was very patient and listened with a smile.

The patient's delusional symptoms were very serious. A few days ago, I had thought that he had entered an infinite current survival trial field. The nurse asked him about the progress of the trial field every day to find out whether his condition was getting worse.

Meng Busan smiled at her, "I saw your face in the shooting star, it was you who made me wake up again."

He bowed slightly to her like a gentleman, flipped his wrist and grabbed a "rose" in his hand.

He gave the "rose" to the nurse.

"Beautiful lady, I'm completely awake. Can I get out of the hospital today?"

The nurse smiled and took the "rose" and said bluntly: "No!"

Meng Busan widened his eyes.

When his almond eyes opened, his whole body seemed pure and harmless and warm.

However, this is all illusion!

This person is the most difficult person in the entire mental hospital.

Meng Busan: "Why not?"

The nurse smiled and shook the "rose", "Don't think you put a piece of paper with roses on his face, I don't know who he is!"

The nurse tore off the white paper on the patient's face, and the patient immediately covered his throat and said in pain: "Oh, you tore off my petals, it hurts so much! You're going to die! You're going to die!"

The nurse said to Meng Busan with a headache: "Don't always affect your patients. He clearly thought he was a mushroom before."

Meng Busan spread his hands and said, "Isn't this asking him to change his taste? It's so greasy to always behave as mushrooms."

The nurse showed a headache.

If you think a mental illness is too fed up, you have to change it?

This person can drive people who are not sick and can drive people who are crazy even more crazy. It is simply evil.

She quickly drove Meng Busan into the game room.

"No!" The nurse pulled off the sick clothes that Meng Busan had put on his back. "You have a set of sick clothes inside, why are you wearing one? Whose clothes did you steal?"

Meng Busan shook his shoulders and said slowly: "Well, you can change your clothes for me."

After saying that, he opened his arms and looked like an old man waiting for someone to change his clothes.

He was too calm and the nurse subconsciously reached out to sort out his sick clothes.

As soon as his hand reached out, the nurse suddenly woke up with a tremor.

She stroked her forehead and said helplessly: "You are here again."

He was obviously very alert, why did he still think of him?

The nurse quickly closed the game room door.

"Bang--"

With the sound of closing the door, Meng Busan found that everyone in the game room was motionless.

He subconsciously looked at the electronic watch on the wall.

【09:00:00】

At about nine o'clock, the electronic watch no longer moves.

Time has been paused.

Meng Busan stood in the space where time was paused and heard someone shouting his name in the distance.

"……No……"

When he turned around, a white light suddenly appeared in front of him, wrapping him up.

The next moment, Meng Busan's figure was lost in the game room, and everyone in the room was still motionless.

...

The golden and red sun hangs in the windless sky, and the earth shines brightly.

The entire city is eroded by wind and sand, and browned sand covers every street.

On the road, asphalt roasted by the sun was tangled with sand, and the air was twisted by the heat.

The trunks of the streets beside the road are thin and thin, and some of them are even roasted into white smoke by the scorching sun.

In an instant, countless white lights burst out from the entire city.

As white light rose, people in different clothes suddenly appeared everywhere in the city.

They looked around in a daze and were in great horror.

The weather is too hot, and the skin starts to turn red as soon as it comes into contact with the sun. People panic in search of shadows that can be avoided.

But the soles of the shoe are directly scalded as soon as they touch the ground.

As soon as I exhale and inhale, my lungs seemed to be burned into a hole by a burned red soldering iron.

There were cursing sounds everywhere in the city.

"Damn it! Hot feet!"

"Damn it, the soles of the shoes are all hot!"

“Where is this?”

"Grass, who has kidnapped me!"

Some people walk in the direction of the sound coming, wanting to find more companions; some people avoid these sounds clearly and walk away alone.

A young man carefully hid himself in the alley and bit his arm tremblingly, so that he would not make any noise due to panic.

At this moment, the sky suddenly darkened.

Shen Fangyuan looked up and looked.

The scorching sun was suddenly blocked by lines of printed handwriting.

[Everyone, welcome to the Doomsday Trial Field.]

[You are the trialists chosen by God.]

[Here, you can release your nature, satisfy your desires, get everything you cannot get in the real world, and constantly improve yourself and break through the limits of human beings. Of course, all of this is conditional, and the condition is to survive the trial.]

【Good luck to you, hehe!】

This line of words is like ice cream under the scorching sun quickly melting in the air, and the melting black characters "drip" fall down and slowly disappear.

Then, new handwriting appeared—

[Doom Trial Field E101 - The Doomsday of Drought]

[In 3011 AD, the whole world was in a drought crisis. Freshwater evaporated, seawater pollution, and how should humans lack food and water survive?]

[Please survive for thirty days in the doomsday of drought.]

[On the first day, the number of trialists survived was 100.]

Then, these lines of words disappeared in the sky, and there was no longer any obstruction in the bright sky.

Hot, too hot.

Shen Fangyuan retreated to the door of the broken building again, but accidentally tripped on the steps and smashed his butt on the ground.

He looked down and found that his soles were baked and sticking to the ground.
To be continued...