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Chapter 97 Model wearing is part of the game
Now there is a problem.

How to dispose of the body after killing someone?

And it's still his own body.

Li Mumu held his head, hesitant in his heart.

Of course it is impossible for a normal person to twist another person's head directly from his neck with his bare hands.

The knife she had planned for a long time only tore open the opponent's throat and carotid artery.

Of course the martial arts instructors in the school would not teach such ferocious killing techniques, but fortunately the security guard at the school gate was a retired soldier.

The kind of great virtuous person who immediately became a Buddha after laying down his butcher's knife.

Li Mumu has been a disciple for three years and learned a lot of real things.

Then she found a scalpel while feeling the body.

It was the knife he held in his hand last night.

The scalpel in Winstie's hands in the real world is a sacrificial knife specially prepared for the séance ceremony.Considering that with so many stabbings in the real world, too much blood would stain the floor and make it difficult to wash, so Winsty took it upon herself to move the sacrificial site to the dreamland.

She had no idea, or maybe she didn't really care, about the risks of doing so.

As a result, Li Mumu, who had traveled through time, sat up, took away the scalpel, and slit his throat on the spot.

Everything in the original dream has disappeared as soon as I wake up from the dream.

But now, the scalpel was brought back to Li Mumu by the nightmare.

This is evidence that she killed her friend with her own hands.

Evidence of crime is evidence of crime. It is a good thing to be able to explode equipment.

Li Mumu has a cautious personality. In order to prevent the corpse from transforming into a corpse, she is already very familiar with the tricks the dog plans to scare the players.

So she didn't hesitate to chop off her head... sorry, it was the head of a corpse that looked exactly like her.

But this still cannot solve the problem of the corpse itself.

This thing looks like it won't be refreshed obediently.

It would be nice if it all disappeared when I woke up from my dream like last night.

But Li Mumu didn't know enough about the world he was currently in and didn't know what was going on here.

Don't be afraid of [-], just be afraid of what happens.

What if the body is thrown here, picked up by others, and does something unspeakable while it's hot?

It's disgusting to think about.

What else to do?Looking for a place to hide?Or bury it?
It’s so annoying, it doesn’t even give me a backpack space.

[You suddenly remembered that as long as you accept the blessing of the Yellowstone Throne, you can have your own "territory".According to common sense, it should be a fragment of hell, very suitable for burying bones and hiding corpses. 】

... Let’s talk about that later.

You can't hand your soul over to the devil so easily just for such a corpse.

The library is not a good place to hide a body, mainly because she is not familiar with the space here.

You can't just throw away the books on the bookshelf and put the corpses on them, right?
Winsty hadn't come yet, and there was no one around who could discuss the matter.Li Mumu hesitated again and again, and decided to pick up the body and go outside for a walk.

Maybe you can use your memory to find your way home.

If the map outside is not refreshed randomly.

The body was lighter than expected. When carried on the shoulders, it felt about the same weight as a Labrador.

Of course, this is just a metaphor. How could a good girl like me, who is elegant and reserved, steal someone else's dog?

Humans only have two hands.

Li Mumu now needs a knife, a head and a portable kerosene lamp in her hands.

Not having backpack space is really inconvenient.

Li Mumu tried to hold the body with one hand and grab other things with the other hand. Suddenly, her foot slipped and she fell to the ground, almost knocking over the kerosene lamp.

Fortunately, she had quick eyesight and raised her hand to grab the kerosene lamp at the critical moment, thus preventing the kerosene inside from spilling out.

It was so dangerous that the library almost burned down.

When she came back to her senses, she was suddenly stunned.The body on the shoulder is gone!
Li Mumu looked at the two new hands growing under his hands with a confused look on his face.

Ah this...

It’s stuck in the mold, sister!Come out quickly!

Li Mumu felt uncomfortable all over for a moment, and she wished she could disembowel herself on the spot to see if anything could be taken out from inside.

She tried her best and hit the wall twice, but to no avail.

The corpse seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, leaving only the hands that had suddenly grown out and could still be used normally without any feeling of sluggishness or obstruction.

[You recall the most urgent need in your subconscious just now]

[First, dispose of the body. 】

[Second, there are not enough hands. 】

Was this the original solution?It’s so awesome!
Great ass!

Li Mumu covered her face with her hands and sighed.

What the hell is going on in this world?

After calming down, she subconsciously looked at the head on the ground.

If this were the rules of the game in this world...

【You have a bold idea】

NO, I have not!
Li Mumu held up his head, gritted his teeth and knocked lightly on his forehead.

no response.

Put it on your shoulder and twist it.

no response.

Is it possible that we still need to kiss, hug, and lift him up?
No, calm down and think carefully about what the problem is.

[You realize you have no urgent need for this head]

[You don’t know what this thing is used for]

【You start thinking】

Li Mumu looked at the head in silence with the eyes that had lost their luster.

She had actually never seen her own body before.

Do game testing and download dungeons to create bosses. Who hasn’t died a thousand or eight hundred times?

Gamers' moral boundaries have always been flexible.

If there is no corpse refreshing mechanism designed in the game, then players will never mind using their own corpses to block knives, refine medicine, or take them home for decoration...

Some cybermaniacs like to collect prosthetics and even sleep in morgues.

In later generations of virtual reality games, for the sake of the mental health of the players, or to avoid the righteous hands of friends and businessmen, usually they will not model corpses too realistically, or even simply replace them with sandbags or dog tags. Something like that.

Looking back now, it seems that this is the first time I have observed my own death at such a close distance, so clear and real.

What a pretty death!
Li Mumu pressed her head against the wall and looked at the flickering kerosene lamp next to her.

There are two Li Mumu, one alive and one dead.

There is only one scalpel and only one kerosene lamp.

So can we think that when this Xibei product comes to your door, it does not need light?
"I need a pair of black eyes that can see through the darkness!"

Li Mumu withdrew her gaze, stared at her head and murmured to herself: "Blast some more gold coins, come on, Li Mumu No. 2!"

She raised her head, gathered strength, and hit her head hard.

There was a muffled bang.

Li Mumu opened her eyes and saw an idiot rolling on the ground, crying in his arms.

And she rolled to the side.

The eyes are gone, but the head is still there.

　Thank you to Mr. Meiyangyang for your huge reward support!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)