Forced Kisses from a Yandere Evil God! I Went Viral on the Horror Live Stream - Chapter 17

Chapter 17: Rules of the Psychiatric Hospital (1)

After collecting her task rewards, Sang Yu checked her information panel.

Name: Sang Yu
Player Point Ranking: Rank 91
Tip Money: $975,638
Skills Owned: Crow Mouth
Items Owned: None
Special Title: Low-Class Malevolent Entity
Task Completion Rate: 1

Seeing her special title, Sang Yu’s brows furrowed slightly.

“Low-Class Malevolent Entity?”

Was it because she had gotten tainted by malevolent aura in the last game?

Malevolent aura was different from ghostly power; it was an extremely dark and evil force that would contaminate one’s soul.

However, Sang Yu possessed immense ghostly power, so the malevolent aura of a mere low-class entity wouldn’t affect her.

After resting in the white space for a while, Sang Yu soon welcomed her second game dungeon.

Her eyes went black, and by the time she opened them, she was already inside an unfamiliar room.

The room was pristine white, with two hospital beds placed neatly side by side. The air was thick with the pungent stench of disinfectant.

A girl wearing a patient uniform sat on the bed opposite Sang Yu. She had refined features, but her face was filled with panic and unease.

Just then, the cold, mechanical sound of the game system broadcast echoed in Sang Yu’s mind: “Welcome player Sang Yu to the Horror Game. The game dungeon has been activated. Please check your task details carefully.”

The voice remained devoid of any emotion.

Sang Yu checked the panel in front of her and began taking in the dungeon information.

Game Name: Strange Psychiatric Hospital
Game Mode: 4 Players
Game Task: Escape the Lunatic Asylum
Game Role: Hallucinatory Psychiatric Patient
Game Difficulty: 3 Stars
Game Background Story: You are a psychiatric patient suffering from hallucinations who was sent to Xicheng Psychiatric Hospital for treatment. However, in the hospital, you often see strange monsters. When you tell the doctor about this, he claims your condition has only gotten worse…

At the same time, the dungeon details were synchronized to the livestream room.

Viewers streamed into the live broadcast in batches. Seeing Sang Yu, they sparked a passionate debate in the chat section.

[Do you guys think the newbie actually slept with Brother in the last dungeon?]

[I’ll bet my ex-boyfriend’s dog life that she definitely slept with him.]

[With an NPC that handsome, I’d sleep with him too! I’d make him unable to get out of bed every day.]

[Stop discussing the last dungeon! This game dungeon feels so hard.]

[The dungeon background is a lunatic asylum, but it feels more like a lunatic ghost asylum to me.]

“Are… are you a player too?”

The girl sitting opposite Sang Yu spoke up timidly.

Her rimmed eyes were slightly red, tears welling up as if driven by overwhelming fear.

Sang Yu nodded her head, admitting, “Yes.”

Seeing how overly calm Sang Yu looked, the girl grew a bit braver.

She introduced herself, “My name is Zhou Muxue. This is my second dungeon. What about you?”

Sang Yu said, “My name is Sang Yu, and it’s my second dungeon as well.”

Hearing Sang Yu’s answer, Zhou Muxue’s expression froze for a moment, a flash of disappointment in her eyes.

Seeing Sang Yu’s calm and composed attitude ever since entering the dungeon, she had thought Sang Yu was an experienced veteran player whose thighs she could cling to.

Turns out she was just a fellow novice like herself.

Zhou Muxue’s role was a psychiatric patient suffering from a persecution complex.

Whether it was psychological, she somehow felt Sang Yu was dangerous, as if she was going to harm her.

Once this seed of suspicion took root, it spread rapidly.

Looking back at Sang Yu, Zhou Muxue’s eyes carried a hint of dread.

An urge to flee the ward welled up inside her.

Zhou Muxue’s voice trembled slightly, “There are four players in this game. I think we should hurry up and find the others. Once we gather, our chances of completing the task will be higher.”

In truth, she simply didn’t want to be alone with Sang Yu.

She needed an excuse to quickly escape this ward that was making her feel increasingly suffocated and terrified.

Sang Yu raised her eyes, keenly sensing the shift in Zhou Muxue’s emotions.

“You seem a little afraid of me?” Sang Yu tilted her head, looking at Zhou Muxue.

Zhou Muxue turned pale as a sheet, shaking her head repeatedly, “No, no, you’re overthinking it.”

Suddenly, the ward door pushed open.

Zhou Muxue flinched violently, staring wide-eyed toward the doorway.

A female nurse dressed in a white uniform walked in carrying a tray.

The moment she caught sight of the nurse’s face, Zhou Muxue’s pupils shrank, her entire body shaking like a leaf.

“No. 74, No. 75, time to take your medicine.”

The nurse’s voice was raspy. Her face was covered in crisscrossed scars that were already festering, the decayed flesh around the wounds giving off a sickening, rotten stench.

The livestream viewers…

[One second it’s uniform temptation, the next second it’s uniform damnation.]

[Nurse’s waist isn’t a waist, it’s a lethal scythe of death.]

[Cover her face and I’m down.]

[666, of all things, I respect your braveness the most.]

[Isn’t this way sexier than the nurse sisters in Silent Hill? I’m down too.]

[Are these words a normal human being can utter?]

[I often feel I’m not perverted enough, which makes me out of place with you guys.]

The female nurse first approached Zhou Muxue. A green pill rested on the tray as she commanded sternly, “No. 75, swallow the medicine.”

Zhou Muxue didn’t dare resist. Trembling, she picked up the pill and swallowed it straight down her throat.

The pill was extremely bitter, twisting her features into a knot.

Afterward, the nurse stepped over to Sang Yu, using the exact same tone, “Take your medicine.”

Sang Yu pursed her lips and obediently took the medicine.

Seeing both of them take their medicine so cooperatively, a satisfied expression appeared on the nurse’s face.

She first asked Zhou Muxue, “No. 75, do you feel any better?”

Zhou Muxue was practically on the verge of tears. Her eyes full of terror, she cried, “Nurse, I want to switch rooms! She wants to kill me… She wants to kill me…”

Her finger pointed straight at Sang Yu, her body shaking nonstop.

However, the nurse ignored Zhou Muxue completely, seemingly quite pleased with her performance instead.

She then asked Sang Yu, “No. 74, how are you feeling?”

Sang Yu looked dull and gave no reply.

“No. 74, I’m talking to you! Are you deaf?”

The nurse’s voice turned sharply shrill, the rotting wounds on her face quivering violently.

Sang Yu’s eyes flickered slightly before she finally looked up at the nurse.

She twitched her mouth, remarking displeasedly, “I am not No. 74. I am a rare butterfly species from South America, and my name is Vos-Ni-Die.”

Hearing Sang Yu’s response, the nurse’s expression restored to one of satisfaction once more.

The livestream viewers were thoroughly amused.

[Nurse lady, I’m officially reporting her, she’s cursing at you!]

[I am also a rare butterfly species from East Asia, and my name is Ya-Mei-Die.]

[Actually, I’m not human either. I’m a super rare coconut fruit from a palm tree, and my name is Vos-Ni-Ye-Ye.]

[Everyone’s playing word games now, huh? I’m the father of everyone present, ever-changing!]

“Alright, both of you get a good rest!”

The female nurse carried her tray and left the ward.

Sang Yu stared straight at the nurse’s retreating back, only retracting her gaze after the ward door clicked shut.

Sure enough, after entering this dungeon, players would become increasingly abnormal based on their assigned role settings.

And the medicine delivered by the nurse was meant to aggravate their conditions.

Sang Yu looked at Zhou Muxue, who was shivering under her blanket, guessing her condition was likely a persecution complex or something similar.

After all, her behavior was a bit too obvious.