I'm stuck in a horror game for 100 years

Chapter 114 Happy Valley of Horror (Twenty)

[The scarlet tree launched a mental attack on you! 】

【immunity! 】

No surprises.

No matter how strong the mental attack was, even Jiang Tong's mental defense could not be destroyed.

In fact, the fact that his mental power was invincible was not obvious in the early 100 years. At that time, Jiang Tong would also be tempted, and his mental state would be affected by strange scenes, and he would even fall into the illusion of death.

However, the further back this point is, the smaller the impact.

Until Jiang Tong went through that period, from excitement at the beginning to worry to panic to numbness to anger, then to complete madness, and finally returned to a peaceful mental journey.

He has evolved.

so that behind.

When Jiang Tong once again experienced a strange scene that could affect his state of mind.

He found that those phantoms, whether they were weird or weird, or even the death of the phantom was the death of the body, they were nothing but illusions.

Because no matter what, he couldn't die.

Unmistakably, I will open my eyes the next morning.

Until... the update of the horror game is completed.

Completely replaced "Bright and Bizarre".

His spiritual will has become a cold data display.

However, this number is infinite.

Looking at the scarlet tree that keeps appearing in front of him to lure players to death.

Jiang Tong frowned slightly.

"This tree seems to be different from the last time I came here."

He unconsciously thought of Chen He, the owner of the haunted house.

"Could it be that, like him, he has become a foreign thing?"

However, the platform under the scarlet moonlight is almost the same as before.

Following Jiang Tong's gaze, he glanced around.

In the center of the branch.

It can be clearly seen that there is a bright red fruit that is constantly beating, like a heart.

Slender vines twine over the fruit.

Make it look less like a fruit and more like a pendant.

On the platform, the shadows of the broken corpses were constantly swaying, as if inviting Jiang Tong to be a part of them.

Be the nourishment of this heart.

"This pendant is also fuller and rounder than before, and it seems... more bright red."

Jiang Tong didn't act rashly, but just observed calmly.

Even though he knew that this platform space appeared for a very short time, he was not impatient.

When the car reaches the apex position, the platform, the tree including the pendant-like fruit will be displayed, and the overall time is less than 3 minutes.

At this moment, the weirdness in any car can open the door and come to the platform.

But no surprise it is.

All the ghosts who set foot on the platform will become the freshest nutrient for this tree.

At least in Jiang Tong's memory.

It's because no one can bear the strange emotion that this tree induces suicide.

All the ghosts who set foot on the platform.

They all jump off the platform.

Then in the air, torn apart by the scarlet moonlight.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The blood shadow under the feet gradually infiltrated into the shadow of the fragmented corpse.

There is no danger.

Jiang Tong took a deep breath.

It seems that even though the tree has become slightly different, the danger is still very simple.

Perhaps for other players and Li Gui, it is a deadly game, but for Jiang Tong, this strange method of killing is useless.

So Jiang Tong didn't hesitate any more.

Reach out directly, wanting to pick the bright red fruit.

But at this time.

Mutation!

A fat and ugly face, wearing a tall chef's hat, suddenly appeared above the huge Ferris wheel!
The moment the fat-faced chef appeared.

The painful face on the gear of the ferris wheel was strange, and it let out a mournful cry.

The ghosts in all the cars of the ferris wheel held their heads and shivered.

They're just the most common spooky thing in My Thriller City.

The fat-faced chef, compared to them, is not a creature of the same order at all.

now.

In the eyes of the fat-faced chef.

Only the man who wants to pick the fruit.

His eyes narrowed slightly.

He recognized it.

This guy!It's the man who got the special ticket from himself!
"bed bugs!"

A powerful and strong ghostly aura floated over the platform following the threatening tone of the fat-faced chef.

Jiang Tong stopped picking the fruit.

but.

With the ghost aura coming from the fat-faced chef, it couldn't touch the range of the platform where Jiang Tong was at all, and was in the ghost aura that was a little closer.

Jiang Tong can clearly find out.

The scarlet moonlight floating around is wantonly and greedily absorbing the ghost energy.

Then feed it back to the fruit in the center of the branch.

Filled with such high quality ghost gas.

The bright red color of the fruit is more transparent.

It seems that for it, this high-grade ghost aura is a more delicious tonic than ordinary weird corpses.

Jiang Tong understood immediately.

It turned out that even this fat-faced cook in the thrilling Happy Valley couldn't even set foot on this platform!
If he gets close, the end will be the same as those weird ones.

dead!
"Could it be that the essence of this Happy Valley of Horror is to cultivate this fruit?"

Jiang Tong was thoughtful.

At this time, it was discovered that the man on the platform was not afraid at all.

The ugly face of the fat-faced cook no longer had the fun of looking at lower creatures before.

He said indifferently: "Bedbugs! I advise you to think clearly and leave the platform quickly through the car! Otherwise, you will not be able to bear the consequences!"

Jiang Tong looked up at the fat-faced cook above the Ferris wheel.

asked with a puzzled face.

"What consequences?"

This sudden rhetorical question.

The fat-faced cook suddenly choked.

He really didn't know what the consequences would be...

Because Jiang Tong's behavior did not violate the operation rules of the Ferris wheel in essence, even the fat-faced cook himself could not go beyond the rules of the horror game and punish Jiang Tong.

But the fat-faced cook knew the origin of this fruit and the tree.

"Absolutely don't let this human take away the fruit! Not even the unripe ones!"

Watching the change of expression on the fat-faced cook's face.

Jiang Tong calmed down slightly.

"It seems that even this fat-faced cook has no way to directly attack players who abide by the rules of Happy Valley of Horror."

"No wonder the dungeon started this time, and the system directly notified several rules."

And Jiang Tong clearly remembered one sentence in it.

[Rules are both protection and restraint]

It is not difficult to judge from Boss Chen's behavior.

This sentence applies not only to players, but also to ghosts.

So what Jiang Tong asked the fat-faced cook just now was actually testing him, whether the riding instructions are the protection rules of the Ferris wheel, or it is a horror game.

Now it seems.

Obviously a higher level, the rules of the game.

The fat-faced cook in front of him, who seems to be the speaker of the thriller Happy Valley, is a rule that no one can break.

Immediately.

Jiang Tong raised his head and smiled at the astonished cook who didn't answer.

(End of this chapter)