# Chapter 622: Back to Reality
"What medicine?" Gu Yu asked.
The nurse gave a sweet smile. "Vitamins. You all need to take enough vitamins every day. After taking the vitamins, you can have breakfast."
As she spoke, she took out a medicine bottle with no text on it, gave each person two pills, and watched them intently. "Take them."
The few of them stared at the red pills in their hands, then glanced at the security guard watching them from not too far away. One by one, they put the pills into their mouths.
The nurse followed up by checking their hands and mouths, then left satisfied.
Gu Yu and Brother Liang exchanged glances before returning to the room. Only after closing the door did they take out the pills they had hidden using different methods and toss them into the toilet.
But that wasn't the worst of it, because there was an even more troubling piece of news—their personal panels could no longer be opened, and the items they had been wearing had turned into ordinary decorations.
"It's the same for us, so it must be the same for the other players," Gu Yu said. "Stay calm. Don't forget what Xu Huo said."
Since things had already come to this, they could only go out first and test the waters.
The hospital during the day was very peaceful. There were none of the ghosts and monsters from the night before, no signs of fighting inside or out, and even the broken gate stood intact.
"If we weren't all here, I'd think I had dreamed everything," Wen Xuelin said, then gestured with her chin toward the back. The scarred player had led a group of people into the courtyard.
After breakfast, most of the patients were sunbathing on the lawn. When the scarred player arrived, the other players automatically moved aside a bit. At this point, everyone was holding their breath, wanting to see if others also couldn't open their game panels.
There were quite a few cannibal players in the hospital. They were the calmest ones right now. Some even went so far as to harass the female players, nearly causing a scene in front of everyone. In the end, other players couldn't stand it and organized a resistance. The two sides fought, but the hospital security quickly put a stop to it. The two troublemakers were fitted with mouth restraints and dragged back into the building.
The two who were taken away were cannibal players. The other cannibal players wanted to stop it, but the security guards had anesthetic guns and electric batons, and they were monitoring from different posts. Even if they wanted to make a move, they weren't confident they could take out all the security guards at once. Besides, these were NPCs in the instance—who knew if they would suddenly twist their own heads off like the head nurse from last night?
The troublemakers were dragged away. Soon after, the head nurse came out and called for a patient, saying she was going to give him psychological treatment.
Some players quietly followed to watch, but the person went up to the seventh floor, where there was a security post. The players couldn't get in.
After this news spread, the players became curious about the seventh floor.
Someone asked a nurse about it and was told that above the seventh floor were private rooms. The patients sent up there were those with more severe conditions, who would be tied to their beds for treatment.
"Why haven't we seen any doctors?" someone questioned.
"What do you mean no doctors? Aren't those all doctors?" another person pointed at the figures by the windows on each floor. "The doctors are definitely in their offices."
Above the third floor, not every floor was entirely patient rooms. One end had offices and duty rooms, but they hadn't noticed any offices nearby yesterday.
"How come I remember all of them being patient rooms?"
"You must be remembering wrong. There have always been offices."
"What's there to argue about? Is this the only thing that appeared today that wasn't there yesterday?"
The players argued for a bit, found it meaningless, and then started wandering around the hospital again. Some went to Building Two.
About an hour later, two ambulances drove in from outside, followed by a police car.
Someone from the hospital went out to handle the handover, only to find that the ones tied up and brought back were actually the players who had left last night.
They were battered and bloody, their hands and feet bound tightly with leather straps until they had turned purple. They were carried off the vehicles like logs.
A middle-aged man got out of the police car behind them and said to the doctor, "These people ran out of the hospital and charged straight into the police station. Just as the main gate was closing, they came in and smashed their heads bloody."
"There was nothing we could do but tie them up. They kept shouting something about item players and threatened to kill me... Isn't their delusional disorder getting worse?"
The doctor sighed and spoke with the middle-aged man in front of all the patients. "Young people, addicted to games, mistaking games for reality. We did an assessment before, and their condition had improved. It seems we need to increase the treatment measures."
With a wave of his hand, the female player and her companions were carried into the outpatient building. One of them somehow managed to get his mouth restraint off and shouted, "This place is fake! The hospital is fake too! I want to get out! I want to get out!"
A nurse next to him immediately stuffed a towel into his mouth.
The people were taken away, but their mentally unstable appearance left the players present in silence: How could people become like this after just one night?
"...These people have quite the imagination." The middle-aged man in the police uniform showed a simple smile. "They even made up an identity for me. Said I was some team leader from the Special Defense Department, haha! Quite the official position!"
"Human imagination knows no bounds," the doctor said, chatting with him a bit more. Then a young man got out of the police car and called to the middle-aged man, "Captain, let's go."
The middle-aged man cheerfully said goodbye to the doctor.
"Am I seeing things? Is that Dai Wenqian?" Wen Xuelin pointed at the young man.
"Not just Dai Wenqian. That captain is Team Leader Wu." Zheng Liang scratched his head. "What the hell? Is this also something we imagined?"
Clearly, they weren't the only ones who recognized these two. A player who had been wandering nearby suddenly rushed out and lunged at Team Leader Wu!
"Watch out!" The young police officer and the doctor beside him shouted at the same time, but they weren't as fast as Team Leader Wu. He drew his gun and shot the person dead on the spot, then fired two more shots, killing the two cannibal players who made a move afterward.
After the game panel disappeared, the physical advantage that cannibal players had prided themselves on seemed to have vanished as well.
At this moment, the players present couldn't help but look at Team Leader Wu with a hint of fear—that was a gun. Getting hit by it really meant death!
Team Leader Wu was no longer smiling cheerfully like before. Instead, he looked at them coldly. "A bunch of useless freeloaders. If any of you cause trouble again, I'll shoot every single one I come across. I want to see if you really have the ability to fly through the sky and burrow into the ground!"
People who had become evolvers, who had become players, who had gained power and become highly inflated, were now experiencing again the helplessness and trembling of being ordinary people. Especially those who had climbed to the top and then fallen back to the bottom—this feeling would double the backlash against their hearts!
Immediately, several cannibal players rushed at Team Leader Wu from different directions, but their speed was as slow as ordinary people. One fat guy was even clumsy on his feet. He hadn't run two steps before he tripped over himself, and then he was hit by an anesthetic dart.
(Chapter End)