"As of 7:00 p.m. today, more than 500,000 citizens in England were killed and killed due to the destruction of the Central City, and the number of deaths is increasing. The specific situation needs to be investigated!"

The hanging LCD TV in the corridor is playing news, but the single slot more than 20 meters away can be heard clearly and seen clearly. Now his physical fitness has long exceeded the limits of ordinary humans, and his hearing and eyesight are naturally extraordinary.

"Oh, I didn't expect that a game event would cause such a disaster!"

"Why doesn't the alliance close the text era? If this continues, more people will die in the future!"

"The magic of the Era of Words is now known to everyone. How can we close it if we say it? It is said that we stay in it often. Even if we don't fight or upgrade, we can increase our lifespan!"

"It's all about Depravity this time. If it weren't for the decisive battle with Shirakawa, how could so many people have watched it? My brother ran from Nanyu City to Central City because of him, and is still unconscious now!"

"It's not entirely true that the Fallen players in the Central City have always had more than 50 million mobile players. The battle between NPCs has led to the destruction of the city, and the Fallen is powerless."

Shan Luo, who was sitting on a rest chair against the wall, heard the discussion of the people at the end of the corridor, and his face instantly became ugly. Although he didn't care about the world's opinions, he didn't want others to blame himself for such a great disaster.

The more than twenty people standing opposite him were whispering to him, and the big hole in the wall beside him was particularly conspicuous.

"He seems to be really degenerate..."

"No wonder we can't afford to offend..."

"Did you just let him go to the lineup like this?"

"Then what can you do?"

They thought they were very low in their voices, but they could still hear them clearly, which made him feel bored, especially Ai Qing'er was still rescuing the room for life and death, and these people were next to him to influence his mood, which made him feel the urge to kill!

But what he didn't know was that the news that he was in this hospital had spread, and the news about the fall of England became even more popular online, and countless players condemned to eradicate the harm of the fall.

There were too many casualties this time, and countless families were affected. Since it was a game accident, they could only vent their anger on the Depravity. If it weren't for watching the Depravity's decisive battle, how could so many players be in Central City?

As for the Emperor of Reincarnation, no one will vent his anger. Can they still deny a game NPC?

This time, even the many fans of the Degenerate fell silent, because most of the players who went to Central City this time were Degenerate fans, which made their families think that their relatives were hurt by admiring Degenerate too much, and for a moment, Degenerate gradually developed towards the direction of the global public enemy.

...

I don’t know how long I waited, but Shanluo kept his head down and didn’t look at the time. There were more and more people gathering at the intersection of this corridor. They all came here to see the bark of the human shadow tree and the curiosity of human beings. They all wanted to see the depravity of the mighty people.

"bite"

The lights in the rescue room suddenly lit up, and then the door opened. The middle-aged female doctor walked out. She was wearing a mask and said to Shanluo tremblingly: "The operation is over, come in."

Hearing this, Shan Luo suddenly stood up and quickly walked into the rescue room, which caused noise from those onlookers. They were all guessing who the Depravity came for.

When he walked into the rescue room, he saw Ai Qing'er, who was pale and lying on her face, lying on her sleepy face. He came to her and called Qing'er softly, but she did not answer, and she did not even open her eyes.

"Her brain nerves were traumatized very seriously. Although she was rescued, she would need at least one month to recover before she could wake up slowly, and there might be sequelae..." The male doctor beside him said hesitantly. After the words came, his pupils suddenly shrank. He turned around and grabbed the male doctor's collar.

"It takes a month to wake up, and there are still sequelae! Is this a successful rescue?" Shan Luo said angrily, his voice like a thunder, and even those outside the rescue room could hear it.

The male doctor was so scared that he was trembling and could not speak for a long time. The middle-aged female doctor lifted her mask and showed a white face. She shouted: "Her condition is very critical. It is good to be rescued. We have done our best. At least she is still alive. Isn't this lucky?"

Shan Luo's chest was so angry that his face was undulating, and his face was like a lion that wanted to devour people. The middle-aged female doctor had the courage to continue to scold: "You should be depraved. You didn't even protect your woman in the game. Do you still have the nerve to blame others?"

As soon as this said, his fists were clenched in an instant, and the joints were clattering, making other doctors and nurses scream and retreat. He raised his head and revealed a pair of blood-lit eyes. He asked in a deep voice: "What medicine does she need? Can I take her back?"

"She needs psychotropic medications and certainly can't let you take it back!" said the middle-aged female doctor, glaring at her, "Don't worry, our hospital is authoritative in England, and she is absolutely safe to stay with us, and you don't have to worry that your identity will cause trouble for her."

"But..." Shan Luo hesitated. He understood that once his whereabouts were exposed, endless troubles would come here. He would definitely not be able to stay here. Naturally, he could not leave Ai Qing'er here with confidence.

"You come quietly on weekdays, and we will not reveal your whereabouts. Doctors have their principles, and we will not joke about our ethics!" The middle-aged female doctor said solemnly, which made Shan Luo look at her again. She was blonde and blue-eyed. Although there were frowning at the corners of her eyes, she still had charm. Her face gave people a kind feeling, and she didn't look like a scheming person.

"Okay!" Shan Luo finally agreed. Ai Qing'er is still in a coma and needs further treatment, so he can only compromise.

"Send the patient to the critical care observation room No. 3, b, the top floor!" said the middle-aged female doctor. The five nurses looked at Shan Luo in horror and carefully retreated Ai Qing'er's bed outwards. Shan Luo followed closely, but when he went out, he stopped hesitantly.

"Don't worry, the director of this hospital is my father. Apart from my father, I have the greatest power!" The middle-aged female doctor smiled. Upon hearing this, Shan Luo was stunned for a moment and walked out of the rescue room.
Chapter completed!