Duan Minghui successfully escaped from the hospital. Even he himself couldn't believe the success of the process.

He didn't understand why the young female human who had a canal inserted at his wits was obedient to his will under his angry eyes and obediently untie the belts that bound his limbs and neck as he told him. Another young female human tried to stop it, and also stared at his anger and chose to give up, stood aside, dared not move.

The first thing he did after he was free was to pull out the tube that invaded his body from the vital points of his lower body.

It hurts, it hurts so fuckingly.

Such a thought emerged in his mind, although he didn't understand why he said this.

But now is not a good time to investigate himself. With the rare opportunity to escape, he finally kept his attention from the bed, wanted to open the door and go out, but remembered something. He walked over and reached out and took off her clothes from the young female human who was fucking him.

However, because he didn't know how to wear clothes in this world, he had been entangled for a long time and still failed. In the end, the young female human who was blushed by his movements seemed to understand what he meant, and took the initiative to take off the white clothes on his body. He helped him put them on, and even took the initiative to carefully tie the buttons for him.

It's really strange that young women and humans in this world are hurting you for no reason, and then helping you for no reason, which makes people really confused about their thoughts.

He thought so in his heart.

Wearing a robbed white coat, he opened the door and walked out.

Outside the door is a long corridor, extremely luxurious.

Even the smoothest walls in the great noble palace he had seen in his previous life were not as smooth as the walls on both sides of the corridor. Some kind of polished stone flakes seemed to be pasted on it, which could shine a shadow.

The ground is paved with another kind of stone material that is equally smooth and can reveal human figures. The difference is that the stones on the walls are white, while the ones on the floor are black.

There are large circular lamps in the upper part of the corridor, emitting clear white light, which is brighter than the luxurious magic lamps in the palace of the Great Noble. Moreover, the light from the window shows that it is still daytime, but these "magic lamps" are still on.

It's so luxurious!

He couldn't help but sigh.

However, before he could sigh more, he immediately realized that he should have escaped soon. Because a group of people hurried over from the opposite side, wearing the same white clothes, pushing a fully metallic bed. There was a man lying on the bed, his breath was weak and his head and face were covered with blood.

He wanted to find a place to hide, but found that the empty corridor was useless. He had to stand still stupidly, starting to worry about the "torture" he might suffer after being caught again.

But the group of people ignored him at all. The old female human walking in front of the bed just pushed him away impatiently, cursed and yelled, and hurriedly left with the group of people.

He stood aside, unable to figure out what was going on now.

It took a while before he realized that he attributed this "successful disguise" to the white coat he was wearing.

With this successful experience, he became much more courageous. He no longer hurriedly avoided people. He turned left and right along the corridor and found a downward staircase. The fully metal handrailed staircase made him sigh for a while, and then he walked along the winding downward staircase, and finally went down to a hall on the lowest level.

There were people coming and going in the hall, not only those who wore white clothes, but also those who wore all kinds of clothes. This confirmed his previous speculation that not all humans in this world wore white clothes.

He followed the flow of people towards the door and actually walked out. The man standing in the uniform at the door didn't stop him!

Standing at the entrance of the building, he turned around the building hundreds of meters high behind him, unable to believe that he had escaped from it easily.

Duan Minghui walked blankly on the street in a white coat, attracting passers-by to look at him. But he himself was unaware of anything. In fact, he was in extreme shock.

Shocking the world beyond his imagination, the high building that is so high that it can't be seen even if it lifts its neck to the top, the dazzling array of material goods, and the number of "magic means of transportation" that will run on the streets of this world.

Compared with his original world, Naien World, Central Continent, and Carson Kingdom, it was simply a backward and barbaric medieval era on the earth!

Although he did not understand the meaning of the word "Medieval" in this sentence and did not understand why he thought so, he still felt that this sentence expressed his true thoughts and feelings.

It's awkward. But this is his real thought that he has not yet fully combined with the soul and the body.

"Doctor, how to get to the nearest hospital?" A middle-aged woman in rustic clothes grabbed Duan Minghui in pain and asked.

He subconsciously took off his sleeve from her pull and took a step back alertly. A staggered middle-aged woman looked at him in surprise by his rude movements.

"I'm sorry. I don't know." Duan Minghui hurriedly left. He didn't know why he said "I'm sorry", but he said it naturally. Passersby around who had been observing him pointed at him even more. This kind of guidance made him feel inexplicably scared.

There was a remote alley next to him. He turned around and crawled in. The crowds and noise on the street outside were blocked outside. He then breathed a sigh of relief.

He leaned against the wall covered with small advertisements and gasped deeply.

"Wool, wool!" A strange creature suddenly heard the cry above his head, which scared him, who was breathing and relaxing. He instinctively hid his body in a large iron box next to him, and then he stretched his head out little by little to observe the source of the cry. On the balcony of the residential building facing the street above the alley, a petite Mo Sheng creature was shouting at him.

At first glance, he looked similar to the "Qiqi Beast" in his original world, but he was not sure whether this petite and loud strange creature was like Qiqi Beast, and was just a domestic pet, not very aggressive.

After observing for a while, he found that the Mo Sheng creature, who looked like a Qiqi beast, was just shouting at him on the balcony, but he did not dare to jump off the balcony. The balcony was about three or four meters away from the ground. If it was a Qiqi beast, jumping down at such a height was not a problem.

This strange creature that looks like a Qiqi beast is not as good as a Qiqi beast.

He came to this conclusion.

Duan Minghui felt relieved when he realized that the other party was not harmful to him for the time being. However, before he could really relax, a woman was attracted by the screams of the creatures that looked like strange beasts on the balcony.

"Qiuqiu, what's the ghost calling at noon?" The woman walked to the balcony in her nightgown, and looked down and saw Duan Minghui hiding behind the trash can.

"Do you have a public moral character and pee here again? You annoying migrant workers - oh, are you actually wearing white coats? You outsiders are becoming less and less arrogant, and you even dare to steal the hospital? You are also wearing white coats and pretending to be a doctor, and you don't piss to see if you look like a doctor like that? You really should drive you all back to your countryside and rural areas, and our city will not be so chaotic-" The woman finished talking, and picked up the pug and went back to the house.

Duan Minghui doesn't understand women's words, but there is one thing, he understands it. That is, the clothes he is wearing are not suitable and will attract him unnecessary attention and trouble.

I walked along the alley not far away, and there was a balcony with a long pole hanging on it and drying clothes. The balcony looked three or four meters away from the ground, and there were smooth alley walls below, so the owner of the clothes was not worried that passers-by would have enough clothes.

Duan Minghui's eyes lit up, and he instinctively wanted to use the breeze magic to blow down his hanging clothes. The casting failed without any accident. Only then did he realize that this world was no longer the Nain world with sufficient magic elements he was in before. This world is a place where magic elements were exhausted.

He continued to move forward in disappointment, took a few steps, turned around unwillingly, and stood under the clothes drying pole.

"Wind, I'm blowing!" He used his greatest effort to meditate and used his greatest spiritual strength to summon the wind elements that should have been everywhere.

A minute passed and nothing happened.

Two minutes passed, and it was still the same.

Three minutes passed, and Duan Minghui, who was dizzy, decided to give up.

"Maybe I really lose my magic power anymore and can't use magic anymore." He thought in frustration.

However, at this time, a gust of wind blew over by chance. It was not bad, and it was almost enough to blow down a set of men's clothes.

"Has I succeeded? But why do I still not feel the existence of magic in my body? Or is it just a coincidence?" Duan Minghui was overjoyed, but thought in surprise.

He took off his white coat and put on the men's clothes he had just obtained. He was proud to try it a few times and finally put it right. Before he could walk out of the alley, he happened to see a group of people walking towards the opposite side with a big bag.

"What is this doing?" He was unaware of the situation and subconsciously stood in the corner and made way.

The group of people ran over in panic.

He tilted his head and looked at them, shook his head, turned around and wanted to continue moving forward. Suddenly, he heard a burst of rapid footsteps behind him, and at the same time, the wind blew in the back of his head.

"Not good!" He wanted to avoid it sideways, but his body and mind were not in harmony, and realized that his body's movements were not done properly. There was a severe pain behind his head, and he fainted again.

"Are you awake? I'm sorry, they came to me, but they implicated you." Duan Minghui just woke up in a daze. As soon as he shook his head twice, he heard someone talking in his ears. He tried hard to open his eyes, and the face of a girl who was close to him was reflected in his eyes. The two were so close that he even saw the fluff on the girl's lips!

"Where is this? Who are you? What's going on?" He wanted to tilt his head back, stretch the distance from the girl, and with a slight move, the back of his head hurts. He couldn't help but hiss.

"This is in the car out of the city. As for who I am, you don't have to know, you just need to know that they want to kidnap me, but you saw you. So you tied up. When you arrive at a safe place, I will advise them not to make things difficult for you. Listen to me, maybe they will let you go after I am redeemed and released." The girl said calmly in an extremely calm tone, as if she was talking about ordinary things that had nothing to do with her.

"Oh." Duan Minghui's performance was even more peculiar. He just said casually and stopped asking questions, but closed his mouth and stopped asking questions. However, the two were tied together, and he didn't want to open his eyes to make the girl embarrassed. Although she didn't seem to care when she looked at her calm expression.

His abnormal performance surprised the girl. She originally thought he would make a big fuss like an ordinary person. Unexpectedly, he acted like this. However, this would be good, so that she would not be able to remain quiet.

Two men and women lying closely tied together and lay behind the car were silent. The car had been walking for a long time, but the road was bumpy. The girl knew that they had left the main road and entered the dirt road in the suburbs. It was probably the same as last time, and it was also an abandoned and unfinished building in the suburbs. It covers a wide area and is sparsely populated, but there are many hidden places, but it is the most suitable for kidnapping of hostages.

The girl thought indifferently. She didn't care where the kidnappers wanted to hide her, nor how much money they would blackmail her father. He didn't care whether his father would redeem him with pain again, or whether he could not bear to bear the money and finally called the police. She didn't care if it was the latter, would the police succeed when they came to rescue her, whether she would be injured, or even die!

Since she has been dependent on each other and has been taking care of her mother who has been suffering from severe autism and has chosen to commit suicide due to her father's cheating, she has no concern about anything.

She knew that her mother's suicide might not be entirely due to her father's cheating. She knew that she had known that he had cheated a lot. She thought she was probably too tired to take care of herself and endure the cold violence of her family. She was too tired and wanted to take a break.

She was sad that she was not over her death.

She felt that death might be a good relief for her.

She knew that her mother, like herself, had been troubled by severe mental depression and autism for a long time. The reason why she pretended to be strong and persisted for so long was entirely because she couldn't bear to leave herself.

My mother has always been living for her daughter.

She was finally too tired and wanted to give up.

She understands her.

She was not sad about her mother's departure, but she was desperate for the grayness and boredom of the world that her departure once again reminded her of.

She felt that there was nothing in this world that was worth nostalgia for.

Her heart is as cold as ice and she has no desire to live.

Then the fact that the hidden part of her lower body, which had never been invaded by foreign objects of the opposite sex, was hit harder and heavier by something harder, and the strange feeling that she had never experienced before brought back her soul, which was about to abandon the whole world.

"You bumped into me." She looked at the other person and said coldly.

Duan Minghui blushed and did not dare to close his eyes. He said intermittently: "Yes, I'm sorry, I can't control it."
Chapter completed!