Don't follow the rules

Chapter 185 Qimeng Amusement Park (25)
"I knew it wasn't that simple." Ning Yao retracted his hand angrily and continued to fumble upwards along the wall.

When you look up, you can't see the ceiling at all. The visible distance of the naked eye is still about five meters with Ning Yao as the center, and the field of vision five meters away is still thick darkness.

He melted his entire lower body into the fog, and then slowly climbed up surrounded by the black fog, eroding the walls outward while exploring the roof upwards.

Although the self-regeneration ability of the wall is strong, Ning Yao thought that this kind of thing that defies the sky still has a limit after all.

The erosion and devouring of the black mist is a process of absorbing energy, while the wall's self-repair consumes energy. Once it reaches a certain critical point, the black mist will definitely be able to push back.

What he has to do now is to wait for work with ease.

The ground of this hall has been fully occupied by black mist, so Ning Yao tried to conquer the "airspace".

The eyeballs thrown earlier flew very quickly, but failed to return any useful information.

After being lifted away from the ground and walls, its own light can no longer illuminate anything, just like falling into endless deep space.

Can't see anything.

"I hate this feeling."

There was no expression on Ning Yao's face, but there was a hint of boredom lurking between his brows.

"It reminded me of some unpleasant memories, and you have to take responsibility."

"I hope you can take the beating more easily."

He slowed down somewhat sadly, letting the black mist spread over him, and his whole body was immersed in the mist and his body was invisible.

The black mist is like a monster with teeth and claws, greedily expanding its territory and eagerly extending its tentacles into the unknown.

The wall was still competing with him, even trying to absorb the annoying black mist. Ning Yao was too lazy to care about it. He only ordered the black mist to continue to erode, and then he devoted himself to the upward exploration again.

The upward black mist seemed to have finally touched the boundary, and Ning Yao cheered up instantly.

The black mist form is a very convenient form, without physical restraints, allowing him to move lightly and quickly, silently and unexpectedly.And as long as there is a little gap, he can invade any place he wants to reach, which is really necessary for home travel and murder.

It's just that in the form of black mist, he has to sacrifice part of his senses. After all, you can't expect a cloud of mist to be like a person.

He solidified his body again, stretched out his hand and gently touched the "ceiling" that blocked the black mist from continuing upward.

Surprisingly, this "ceiling" does not have the same texture as the walls. Although it also faintly reveals the breath of creatures, its texture is more like glass.

Unfortunately, there was not enough lighting inside and outside the glass ceiling, so Ning Yao couldn't see any of the upper floors.

He tried to erode, but the glass also gave the same answer as the wall - regeneration.

Ning Yao didn't dare to use the Thunder Talisman on the ceiling rashly. What if there was an aquarium upstairs?
It would be nice to have a powerful lighting source.

He hid in the fog again, thinking about how to illuminate this place, and by the way, make the black fog continue to expand, it is best to completely fill this space.

……

An Han was awakened by the cold floor, and he couldn't even regain his senses for a long time when he woke up. It wasn't until there was a muffled thunderous explosion in his ears that he realized belatedly that this place was The world of ghost stories.

In an instant, childhood memories swept over him like a flood, unexpectedly pouring fear into his mouth and nose, choking him so much that he couldn't breathe.

He still remembered the screams and silence, the dark toilet, the pungent blood, the mutilated limbs of his classmates and the lingering footsteps.

The little cleverness he used when he was studying was not enough to help him get rid of the entanglement of evil spirits. He survived only because of luck.The evil ghost wanted to kill enough people, but he was the only one who survived until rescue arrived.

An Han's breathing became heavier, but he did not dare to look into the darkness in the distance, and he did not even dare to turn his neck. He only stared at the ground in front of him.

He is afraid of the dark.

So he could never really follow in Chunyu's footsteps. He didn't even have to be a detective, he could only sit in the office and process documents.

An Han closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing, and tremblingly took out his mobile phone to contact Chunyu.

no signal.

An Han's eyes widened in horror, and he quickly pressed the positioning alarm on his watch.

This is a small piece of equipment that the association distributes to all employees. No matter where you are in danger, as long as you press this alarm to send a signal, the association will mobilize nearby personnel to come to the rescue.

This was the case when Rao Qian was taken away by the No. [-] bus, and he was shaken to Chunyu.

After pressing the alarm, An Han almost held his breath waiting for feedback from his watch.

The edge of the dial lights up slightly red, which is a reminder of signal loss.

An Han knew that the watch positioning of the Association used military satellites, which were far from comparable to the mobile phone signals on the market. Even the watch locator could not send and receive signals, which meant that he was completely isolated and helpless at this moment.

Fear finally overwhelmed him completely.

Unable to think, he could only curl up blankly and bury his head under his arms, trying to escape from the terrible situation in front of him in an ostrich way.

……

Ning Yao's black mist has filled the entire space without leaving a single gap.

However, even so, he did not find a gap in this space for the black mist to pass through. This space was completely sealed.

If this continues, even if there are no terrifying ghosts to attack, the trapped people will suffocate in the boundless darkness due to lack of oxygen.

The only good news is that this space is really big enough that they don't have to worry about oxygen in a short period of time, and they still have a lot of time to think and escape.

Ning Yao was a little annoyed. After being around for so long, he didn't master a few high-output skills that could violently demolish people. What he was good at was secretly rubbing.

"Did my skill tree go wrong? Why do I feel like all I learned are the sixth skills..."

The black mist kept churning, seeming to vent the depression in his heart.

"When I go out this time, I must pester Chunyu to learn the palm thunder. I've been craving this trick for a long time."

As he said that, the black mist began to vibrate non-stop, as if he was laughing obscenely.

The eyeballs that had been ignored for a long time suddenly moved quickly through the black fog, pulling out a long trajectory behind them, which attracted Ning Yao's attention.

He switched his field of vision to the position of his eyeballs again, and found that his eyeballs actually caught a ray of light.

Ning Yao was refreshed, and immediately directed his eyeballs to move closer to the light source.

Is it on the ceiling?
Ning Yao got closer and saw that the light source was not on his side, but on the other side of the glass ceiling.

In other words, upstairs on your own.

And that weak light source was the outdoor lamp placed on the floor by An Han, who was too scared to stand up.

(End of this chapter)