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Wang Shilin's eyes widened, and the god in front of him seemed to have put on an unfathomable cloak, negotiating with him a deal that only belonged to demons.

"Where did you put the wine?" Mr. Chung asked lightly as he slid his fingers across the panel.

Wang Shilin was about to answer, but suddenly realized in the next second, "How the hell do you know you haven't finished drinking?"

He became vigilant in an instant, and hastily threw off Mr. Chung's arm that was on his shoulder, and retreated a distance of nearly three or four meters, with a suspicious light shining in his eyes.

Chung Jun, on the other hand, looked at the bright red dot on the panel without saying a word—he wasn't sure if Wang Shilin had finished his wine last night.

However, according to the display of the gravity detector, the interval between him leaving the bed does not exceed 20 minutes, and the time it takes to go downstairs and sneak into the emergency room is removed. Based on this calculation, Wang Shilin does not have much time to "taste" the spirits. After being discovered, he could only take this prohibited item back to his own space, which is the inpatient department.

Just like what Wang Shilin said, if Mr. Chung felt that he had finished his wine, he probably wouldn't know where an empty bottle went.

Mr. Chung knew very well that Wang Shilin's reckless and suspicious temperament seemed destined to be selected by this dungeon.

People in nursing homes, including nurses and patients, are mostly self-interested and reckless. If a table of delicious food is placed in front of them, they will definitely eat everything, no matter what their appetite or food intake is. For them, If you can have a full meal right now, you don't need to worry about things like "digestion" and "looseness".

At least on this point, Wang Shilin did better than them all.

He didn't drink all the wine in one breath, and he must have left some to hide in case of emergencies.

Of course, these are Chung Jun's own positioning of Wang Shilin. As for how he will deal with spirits, there is actually no specific basis.

Even so, Mr. Chung did not intend to expose the existence of the gravity detector, otherwise the trust that was rarely built between him and Wang Shilin might collapse in an instant and could never be repaired.

After all, he was invited to join the transfer station, so he couldn't be kicked out.

"I see that you are young, you should be about the same age as the kid at my transit station," Chung Jun pretended to smile innocently, and spread his hands, "That's two bottles of distilled wine over 40 degrees, you, a high school student, are sure Can you finish drinking?"

Wang Shilin is not a fool, he is very clear about his drinking capacity - his tutor once took him to a bar, although his sister strictly prohibited him from going in and out of that place, but the teacher still indulged him a little because of his excellent grades .

Thinking of anything about the teacher, Wang Shilin always felt that his mind was not sober. He even thought that Mr. Chung had witnessed his nightmare just to restrain him from the most vulnerable side of his heart.

If this person hadn't almost died in front of Cherry, he would not have easily boarded this thief ship.

"It's in my inventory," Wang Shilin said, and then he held the wine bottle and pointed at Mr. Chung, "If I return it to you now, you will owe me a bottle of wine."

Chung Jun nodded to express his acquiescence.

When Wang Shilin handed the wine to Chung Jun, he saw Chung Jun's slender wrist, the white and clear wrist was not much flesh at all, and all he could see was skinny and boney. This man was probably a minor than him. And thinner.

What's more, Mr. Chung's health bar can't be restored now. He can clear the opponent's remaining poor blood volume to zero with a single punch, but he doesn't want to do it, or he never thought of doing it at all. the point.

"So, does it pass your test?"

The man fell into his arms, and when he asked this question, Wang Shilin said in his heart that it was a lie if he didn't touch it.

After he had buried his teacher, hadn't he regretted it?Have you ever regretted what happened that day?
When he sold [Abandoned Nightmare] to the [Exchange], he hoped that he would never mourn over this matter again in his life.

However, Mr. Chung appeared in the desert of the soul, and then wiped the dust on the [Nightmare] bottle with his own hands.

Then tell him, I see your unbearable, but I can also pretend not to know, so what I want to say is that everything is under your control, because in UNO, you need to decide whether you want to do it for yourself or not. This thing is responsible.

"Go back, go back to the inpatient department, and try to live until the next morning," his Venus said, as if the sound of the afterlife, "When you wait until then, you will win."

"But what about you?" Wang Shilin interrupted him. He was puzzled, but he didn't want to show his worries to the person in front of him, so he could only choose to be cruel and said, "If you don't go back with me, the nurse will Doubt, I can't win."

Mr. Chung seemed to have considered everything, and he stuffed something cold to the touch into Wang Shilin's palm.

"Just say I'm dead."

Wang Shilin raised his head in disbelief, and what caught his eyes was a man against the setting sun, immersed in this brilliant halo, unable to see his face clearly.

After he witnessed the coming of the Goddess of Beauty, he bestowed blessings within his power.

"Died in that explosion."

In the few seconds after Jun Chung turned and left, the entire magic space echoed with the sound of Jun Chung's walking away and Wang Shilin's uncontrollable rapid breathing.

He looked at the direction Mr. Chung was walking. It was blasted by Cherry with a [Riding Helmet], leading to the pothole on the first floor.

Before the magic space was about to lose its effect, Wang Shilin suddenly condensed the unused darts in his hand, pointing directly at Chung Jun's bare back!

How much do you trust me!Only then will you give me peace of mind, I will definitely kill you!
Wang Shilin clenched his hand tightly, the nameplate engraved with Mr. Chung's serial number.

"I won't turn myself in! You"

Don't expect me.

But at the last moment, until the magic space disappeared, the current dart also failed to hit the target.

Chung Jun's lingering voice resounded throughout the corridor, "I know."

"Because UNO itself is a cage made for you."

The fear of dying and the cowardice of pretending to be strong will be aroused in an instant, and all the perceptions of the victim will eventually appear in yourself, and you will experience it yourself.

"He's a dead man, and you hate a dead man endlessly, and you're not far from a dead man, my friend."

Mr. Chung glanced at the door of the women's toilet, which was buried by the fallen bricks, and had no choice but to return to the interior of the men's toilet.

Within the magic space, all system sound effects and player communication will be blocked from the outside world.

It's a pity, he probably missed the system's announcement of Cherry's death.

He bent down to pick up something from the ground, and squatted down to stare at Cherry's almost transparent corpse—he was being recovered by the system.

"If you keep this thing with you, it's a waste of talent after all, so let me take it away."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Chung didn't linger any longer, got up and climbed to the crack on the mirror, and successfully found the hole that the cherry had blown up in the women's toilet.

Fortunately, I didn't let this guy succeed, otherwise I was afraid that I would be thrown into the pit to feed [guy].

There was a bright light at the bottom of the pit, so Mr. Chung didn't choose to light the lamp. Of course, he didn't have any money, so he went directly to the negative floor.

Zhang Quanrui was already waiting for him at the door of the emergency room, but this was the first time Mr. Chung had seen Zhang Sheng look so haggard.

But he knows why.

Different from Wang Shilin's [Abandoned Nightmare] transaction, the transaction he prepared for Zhang Quanrui was thorough, that is, the memory of [Nightmare] was completely stripped off and handed over to the person in charge of the [Exchange] for full custody.

Wang Shilin couldn't let go of his hatred for the teacher, or because he still had comfort, so he didn't choose this way.

But Mr. Chung believes that it is necessary for Zhang Quanrui to make a break with the past that he has monopolized his faults.

Zhang Quanrui raised his eyes, as if he hadn't been in the water for a long time, and his voice was a little hoarse, "What shall we do next?"

Chung Jundao: "Of course the main storyline has been completed."

It was impossible for Zhang Quanrui not to guess the hole Chungjun dug for him, but he jumped willingly. He guessed that since the master chose Chungjun, he would definitely support Chungjun's decision accordingly.

It's just that this time he guessed wrong, and it was impossible for Mr. Chung to tell him that the master did not agree to Mr. Chung's request to inherit Zhang Quanrui's panel.

But Mr. Chung still insisted on completing the transaction. Although the Juggernaut would definitely come to trouble him, [Exchange] was very satisfied with him.

As for Zhang Quanrui, even if he exchanges panels with Mr. Chung later, he will never remember anything about Xiaohui again, and he can only occasionally think in a trance that he is missing someone.

Before Zhang Quanrui could open his mouth, Chung Jun raised the glass bottle high and then dropped it heavily!

The wine splashed on the ground, and the sound attracted the [guy] who was hiding in the darkness around them.

"Borrow a fire."

Mr. Chung lit the match, pinched it on his fingertips, shook it twice in front of Zhang Quanrui as if by magic, and then let it fall.

The moment the match touches the alcohol, the negative layer ignites.

Zhang Quanrui's eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked around, unable to believe his eyes.

The darkness was illuminated by fire. Behind them, there was clearly a rusted locomotive, and the place they were in was the interior of the train carriage. They were stepping on a scorched woolen carpet, and on the matte window sills. A few broken pieces of glass were barely adhered.

It was clearly the "scrapped version" of the train that sent them to Xincheng in the first place!
"We should have thought of it from the beginning," Chung Jun looked at Zhang Quanrui and said, "[Guy] is the one who has stayed in the nursing home for the longest time."

And this train that was terminated and abandoned is the carrier of [guy's] will to return to Fibroid City.

"The patients who ended up staying in the nursing home can actually be in the form of [guys]," Zhang Quanrui took a deep breath, "This train is proof that they always want to go back."

Go back to that city.

That was at least their hometown, the smoky place.

The article is getting long, there may be more ads when you read it sorry
The dungeon also has a small tail in the next chapter!
This chapter has made some explanations for the previous foreshadowing, which may be a bit long-winded hahaha

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