Close the valve and wait for the [Purification] gas to dissipate.
Wearing a gas mask, Zhang Yangqing personally went inside to inspect the area.
The three eerie security guards were indeed dead; they could no longer be resurrected.
In the past, when he killed hidden anomalies, their bodies would wriggle and connect, eventually completing a process of stitching or regeneration.
It was as if the Weird World had bestowed upon them a special ability.
In the eyes of the world, this was immortality.
At that time, Zhang Yangqing had been considering how to eliminate these immortal beings.
This time, Zhang Yangqing spotted a rule.
[Rule 5: The hospital contains things lethal enough to kill; do not touch them at will.]
Since this was an instant-death rule, Zhang Yangqing began to make a judgment.
Rules superseded all people and objects in both the real world and the Weird World.
Therefore, they must also supersede hidden anomalies.
The dimension of a rule is higher, which is why it can dictate rules.
Seeing this, the idea of using rules to kill hidden anomalies occurred to Zhang Yangqing.
It appeared now that the immortality of hidden anomalies was relative to Chosen Ones and natives.
As long as they violated an [Instant Death] rule, they would still be killed by the rule.
This was the terrifying nature of rules.
Initially, the audience did not understand why, but after the explanation from the expert group, their scalps began to tingle with dread.
Incredible. Other Chosen Ones struggle with ordinary anomalies and find special anomalies impossible to deal with, yet Master Zhang is researching how to eliminate hidden anomalies.
Good grief, Master Zhang has handed us the method for killing hidden anomalies, but Master Zhang, do you think we dare?
To be able to kill even immortal hidden anomalies... this method is truly unique.
I told you Master Zhang wouldn't act recklessly; he's just exploring the secrets within the Weird World. Everyone, don't panic.
Master Zhang's version updates too fast! We can't keep up!
Watching the large screen, Hu Liuxiqi sighed inwardly. It could be said that everything the audience could think of, Zhang Yangqing had already thought of, but what Zhang Yangqing thought of, the audience might not necessarily understand.
This was the essence of his strength.
Thus, he never questioned Zhang Yangqing's decisions, feeling he had no right to do so.
Inside the Weird World, Zhang Yangqing had changed into his familiar security uniform.
Wearing this set was indeed much more stylish than the one he wore last night.
Especially that gas mask—it could effectively prevent the toxic gas here.
One could also call it a [Special Item].
It was essentially looting gear from monsters.
However, this news was useless to other Chosen Ones.
After all, even if they were told gear could drop here, they wouldn't dare to fight for it.
Seeing Zhang Yangqing dressed this way, a hooded traveler came up to flatter him: "Guide, I see this equipment was tailor-made for you! A simple security uniform, yet you wear it like a formal suit. Your bearing is magnificent and your presence is heroic!"
Zhang Yangqing glanced at him, gave a thumbs up, and said, "I like travelers like you who tell the truth. I have two more sets here; pick one."
"Alright, alright! Thank you, Guide!"
The hooded traveler began to change clothes with a cheeky, smug expression.
This drew disdain from the nearby travelers.
*Look at this kid, you've learned how to be a sycophant?*
*You're embarrassing us natives!*
*You're throwing away your dignity just for a piece of junk clothing?*
*Shameless, lowly, and despicable!*
Then, they swarmed together, mimicking him and flattering Zhang Yangqing.
They praised him from his hair down to his toenails.
From his inner character to his outward appearance, from his personality to his integrity, they were unsparing with their words.
All for the sake of begging for a set of clothes.
The logic was simple: Zhang Yangqing had already analyzed how to exit this place.
The travelers had also realized this.
There was only one way to leave: [Clocking Out].
Staff members like doctors and nurses finished their shifts at eight o'clock.
At that time, as long as one wore the staff uniforms, they could follow them out.
Wearing patient clothes or any other attire would certainly prevent them from leaving.
Since security uniforms were available now, the travelers all wanted to secure their "tickets" first to ensure they wouldn't be abandoned here later due to a lack of clothing.
Mitarai Saburo, a Chosen One from Japan, had also realized this, which was why he had begun plotting against the security guards.
Of course, his intention was to use the guards to [execute] the doctors and nurses, and then take the staff uniforms.
Even with a hundred times the courage, he wouldn't dare attack the guards directly.
Meanwhile, the footage of the Chinese Chosen One left viewers around the world sighing in admiration.
This transcendent being was so powerful that even the anomalies had to curry favor with him.
It felt as though he was on a completely different level from the other Chosen Ones.
No, it wasn't just a feeling—he was fundamentally on a different level!
Mitarai Saburo also didn't dare to deal with the doctors and nurses just yet, because he still needed them to exchange masks and provide detoxification.
Since there was still time before eight o'clock, who could guarantee their safety during this interval?
If he eliminated all the doctors and nurses, any unexpected accident would leave him with no choice but to wait for death.
Thus, he was biding his time; the closer it got to eight, the better the time to act.
After all, he had few people and didn't need much.
This was both his advantage and his disadvantage.
Whether the eerie security guards would follow his plan would depend on whether any accidents occurred.
One could say his chances of surviving were quite uncertain.
Furthermore, he still had to head to the cafeteria for a slaughter at 4:40.
Some other Chosen Ones were also beginning to contemplate how to escape, seemingly realizing this as well.
Those with more people were planning how to kill the doctors and nurses.
Those with fewer people were desperately thinking of any other way!
Jones had also narrowly avoided the patrol of the eerie security guards. He sent travelers out to scout, and only dared to emerge once he was certain no guards were around.
He finally understood why so many Chosen Ones had died suddenly at the start of the previous Weird World instance.
When alone, one truly lacks confidence in doing anything; it is entirely a matter of trial and error, and it is easy to make mistakes due to tension.
This time, with the help of travelers in the [Same Camp], he was able to avoid some accidents.
He also greatly admired the Chinese Chosen One for being able to perform as usual in such an environment.
Because only those who had been inside knew just how powerful that man was.
Many Chosen Ones, while outside, had fantasized about whether they could be as casual as the Chinese Chosen One.
Just watching the big screen, the idea of having a "feeling" for it didn't seem too difficult.
As long as they didn't misinterpret the details, it shouldn't be too hard.
But once inside, it felt like "this is simply not something a normal person can pass through!"
To survive, one had to remain steady while constantly pushing their own limits.
He now had sufficient personnel; as long as he didn't act recklessly and die, clearing the stage should not be a problem.
With that thought, he walked toward the elevator of the comprehensive building.
Next, he had to confirm whether the so-called [Safe House] was actually safe.
Thinking of this, he swallowed hard.
Because there were even fewer people around here, which gave him an unsettling feeling.