Wraithwood Botanist - Chapter 125 - Terror

Weird World revival, strange stories unfold. The “Unspeakable” has come to the real world, and those chosen will enter the weird world to represent their respective countries and challenge the Unspeakable.Now, Gu Yi has been selected by the weird world to represent the Dragon Country and challenge the first dungeon world, the Chongshan Hospital, where the death rate is 99%.[Patient Handbook]1. Take medicine on time three times a day.2. Please keep the ward clean at all times.3. People wearing bird beak masks are doctors or nurses, please follow their advice carefully.4. If you see blood dripping from the ceiling in the hallway, do not panic, as this is normal.5. If you notice any equipment damage, please contact someone wearing an elephant mask for repairs immediately.6. There are always two people in the ICU, please keep this in mind.On the back of the page was written in blood: “Do not take any medication given to you. They are a group of demons who will lead you into the abyss.”

Have you ever wished you exactly knew how to accomplish your dreams? Not feeling the slightest doubt anymore? Being aware at any time how every choice, action and decision of yours affects your future?

Since Suri disappeared, smiles and laughter seemed to have disappeared from the Clarke family home. Christian, who feels responsible for the disappearance of his younger sister, turns into a terrible figure, all ways and efforts Christian do to find his sister. In his search, Christian accidentally meets a girl who manages to return laughter to him. As his feelings deepen for the girl, Christian must be faced with a painful reality that makes him have to choose to continue his story or end it.

Elena Wilson, an ordinary girl who has a simple dream turns out to have many secrets. What is that secret? Was he the one who saved access to find Suri?

...[Inside an underground basement]“You are going to die for nothing, hahahaha,” the old man's voice thundered through the room, sending chills down my spine.Step.With a swift and ruthless motion, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air and slashing my throat, crimson droplets staining the darkness.“We'll see,” I whispered defiantly, my final words escaping as a mere breath against the impending darkness.Slowly, inexorably, my consciousness slipped away, and I descended into a deep, unfathomable slumber.“Huh!?” My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself seated in a bustling tavern, the air thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses.In front of me stood a captivating lady, her beauty juxtaposed with an angry furrow upon her brow, threatening to shatter the harmony of the jovial scene.“Don't follow me around!” Her words pierced the air like shards of ice, the intensity of her emotions palpable as she cast a resentful glare in my direction, before swiftly departing from the tavern....Am I trapped within the confines of a game? The fragments of my shattered common sense scattered before me, leaving me to question the very fabric of my reality.