Death Draw System: Infinite Revives in the Horror Dungeon

Chapter 59: The Truth You See Is the Truth You Obtain

Yang Jin told me to take it step by step. So the priority is to obtain the real reward from the warehouse. Since I can’t see anything in this world, what about the warehouse in the third world?

Gently wrapping the Medal of Freedom against his chest with his clothes, Shen Yu blocked the medal from touching his skin.

Buzz.

A sharp ringing filled his ears.

The old, dust-covered warehouse twisted into a spiral. The previously dim room gradually filled with warm yellow light, while the steady sound of dripping liquid echoed around him.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

Shen Yu slowly looked around, and his expression changed dramatically.

At that moment, a boy’s body hung from a rope tied into a noose. His cold, emaciated body swayed beneath the light like a puppet.

Drip. Drip.

His eyes were wide open. Bruises and purple welts covered his body, as though he had suffered a terrible fall. But those injuries were not what had killed him.

The fatal wound was the deep cut across his neck. Blood continued to flow from it, staining the rope a dark crimson. It dripped steadily onto the floor below, blackening the base of Shelf 018.

The lifeless eyes on the hanging body seemed to be staring directly at Shen Yu.

After a brief moment of shock, Shen Yu carefully held the boy’s legs and lifted him down from the rope.

Thud.

The unnaturally light body was gently laid on the ground. Shen Yu reached out and softly closed the boy’s eyes.

Clatter.

This time, the boy’s tightly clenched left hand relaxed, revealing a crumpled newspaper clipping and a wing-shaped piece of metal.

Shen Yu bowed respectfully to the body.

"I’m sorry."

He carefully picked up the newspaper clipping and the metal wing.

Opening the wrinkled newspaper, he found a small article celebrating the 50th Anniversary of Qing Shan Psychiatric Hospital.

Scrawled across the clipping in distorted handwriting were a few simple words:

8:00. Jump from the building. Attract attention. Truth. Everyone’s chance to leave.

Those few words made Shen Yu’s heart pound.

"So... under their false propaganda, you became nothing more than a delusional mental patient who believed he could fly."

"But in reality, what you wanted was to sacrifice yourself to expose this hospital."

"The reporter’s interview..."

"I understand now."

"I understand why the playground was upside down."

"So that’s what happened."

"Everything you did... was ultimately twisted until black became white and white became black."

With a heavy heart, Shen Yu bowed once more to the boy’s corpse.

"You are already free. They can imprison your body, but they can never imprison your soul."

He took the newly acquired wing-shaped medal and joined it with the Medal of Freedom wrapped inside his clothes.

The two halves fit together perfectly.

A faint golden light spread from the completed medal.

A system prompt sounded in Shen Yu’s ears.

You have obtained the Complete Medal of Freedom.

Complete Medal of Freedom (Special Instance Item — Cannot be taken out of this instance.)

Ability: Freely controls Mental Value.

Usage Requirement: Only available to Free People.

Current Status: You do not meet the requirements to use this item.

Description: A person who yearns for freedom and dares to resist oppression has already achieved freedom the moment they choose to fight back. Whether they succeed or fail, their soul is already free.

The Medal of Freedom shimmered faintly in Shen Yu’s hand.

He stared at it, a puzzled expression crossing his face.

"A free person...?"

"Why am I not one yet?"

Shaking his head, Shen Yu put the medal away and fell into thought.

At that moment, the number on his headband flashed.

Pollution Value: -52

After a brief hesitation, Shen Yu left the warehouse.

Because he had entered the Third World, the elevator that had once been old and broken was now functioning again.

Arriving at the elevator, Shen Yu pressed the button.

Ding.

The elevator doors slid open.

He stepped inside and pressed the button for the third floor.

"If I’m going to proceed step by step, then the next thing I need is the laboratory’s real reward."

Ding.

As the elevator doors opened onto the third floor, Shen Yu’s eyes lit up once again.

In the normal world, this place had been nothing more than a burned, pitch-black corridor.

But in the deeply polluted Third World, it had transformed into a clean, spotless hallway.

Every patient room door stood open.

Bright white lights poured into the corridor, illuminating everything with an almost unnatural brilliance.

After hesitating for a moment, Shen Yu stepped out of the elevator.

The instant he did, a face suddenly appeared directly in front of him.

"He... he..."

The young man standing there was younger and more handsome than Shen Yu, but his empty eyes were completely devoid of intelligence.

Mucus continuously dripped from his nose.

Saliva flowed uncontrollably from the corner of his mouth.

Beneath his oversized hospital gown, patches of dark, dried skin covered his chest.

"He... he... he..."

He seemed to have lost the ability to speak, only staring blankly at Shen Yu while laughing foolishly.

Shen Yu looked closer.

The young man had been sitting beside the elevator doors this entire time without moving.

Just as Shen Yu took a step toward him, fear suddenly flashed across the young man’s eyes.

Tears streamed uncontrollably down his face.

He instantly covered his head with both hands and scrambled backward, letting out a frightened, wordless shriek.

Like a terrified monkey, he crouched on the floor, flailing his limbs in panic.

Shen Yu frowned deeply.

"What are you shouting for? If you keep making noise, I’ll increase your dosage tonight."

A harsh voice echoed down the corridor.

A doctor with a cold expression stepped out of a nearby ward, gripping an electric baton that crackled with blue sparks.

At the sound of the doctor’s voice, the young man immediately curled into a ball.

He didn’t dare move another inch.

His body trembled violently, and he even lost control of his bladder.

"Damn idiot. Always trying to run away for no reason."

"What are you running for?"

"Your parents don’t care about you anymore."

"Do you really think standing by the elevator will make them come back and take you home?"

"I’m telling you—the more you resist, the more the professor will believe your condition is serious."

"And the more serious your condition is, the harsher your treatment will become."

"Now get back."

"Stay where you belong."

Zzzzt... Zzzzt...

The electric baton crackled violently in the doctor’s hand.

To him, the patient wasn’t even a human being anymore.