One day, after forming a contract with the old god,

Chapter 6 Tentacle-like giant

Rub, what's the difference between this and sticking it to your face?

Qin Yu suddenly felt unlucky and wanted to cancel this damn live broadcast.

But her body felt as if a thousand kilograms of lead had been suddenly poured into her body, making her unable to move. Even the instinctive movement of blinking her eyes was prohibited.

She could only be forced to accept the death notice.

"We are all chosen by Him. I will die, you will die, and we will all die." Her face suddenly came closer to the screen, and her pretty face began to move from the center to the surroundings under the distortion of the angle. Diffused and twisted.

Just like throwing a brilliant picture into a stirring washing machine, all the colors began to merge irregularly until all the waters were muddy, and the paper also quickly twisted into a ball under the rotation of gravity.

The female anchor's face was rotating rapidly as described. Under the high-speed operation, the position of her facial features also underwent earth-shaking inversions and changes.

The left eye moved to the position of the mouth, and the nose hung upside down on the forehead. Only the mouth that was constantly torn from the corner of the mouth spread wantonly across the entire face.

Qin Yu's fear almost reached its peak.

She finally knew how those who died suddenly died...

She felt that her heart was about to jump from her chest to her throat, and it was beating against the base of her tongue one after another.

I feel like vomiting...

The female anchor's crazy laughter kept coming from the phone. The gash that was torn from the corner of her mouth had also spread to the base of her ears, and her entire face was almost split in two under the wound.

The tongue also protruded from the open and closed mouth, stretching out as if with some evil intention. This made Qin Yu suddenly see the golden vertical pupil in the center of the tongue.

It moved back and forth in the whites of her eyes, giving the impression that it was about to jump off the screen and onto her face.

She could feel her sanity level falling off a cliff like a matryoshka doll of fear.

Just when it is about to fall to the dangerous value of collapse.

Suddenly there was a humming sound like a passing train in the kitchen, and out of the corner of her eye she saw the glass door stained by water mist.

The strange picture on the screen suddenly stopped, a second before the vertical pupils disappeared.

The rapidly passing death countdown flashed before her eyes:
【4:17:26】

At the same time, the time on the phone happened to show 19:43.

In other words, she will receive her lunch box at midnight, which coincides with the opening time of the Dream Cube.

With the confinement suddenly lifted from her body, she stumbled to the kitchen and turned off the gas.

Everything around seemed to have returned to normal.

But she knew that the guy hiding in the dark and teasing her had not left.

Thank goodness.

If it weren't for that buzzing sound, she might have received the lunch box just now.

Of course, it's still the kind of person who is scared to death by endless fears.

Strangely, the death countdown image did not disappear, and the seconds continued to count down rapidly.

She tried to reach out and touch the image in front of her, but unfortunately she couldn't.

The image didn't seem to belong to the layer she was on. It was obviously impossible to erase the other party's existence across layers according to the rules.

Fortunately, the unsightly image did not hinder her vision. Apart from being a little unlucky, it had almost no impact.

It seems that we have to find a way to avoid death.

She quickly calmed down and dialed the emergency number left by the federation according to the number on the disaster survival guide:
[Hello, welcome to call the Federal Abnormal Help Center]

After the other end of the phone reported a long list of descriptions that could not solve the current situation, he finally gave the option of manual help.

And she also heard the answer she least wanted to hear after pressing the button:
[There are still 1099 people waiting for help in front of you, please be patient]

Cheerful music started playing.

Her vision went dark. She never expected that there were so many people waiting in line before her!

It was estimated that she was almost completely cold by the time the call was connected.

Thinking about it this way, it would be more appropriate to make a phone call to collect the body...

She hung up the phone numbly. It seemed that seeking federal help was impossible.

Soon, she discovered a more serious problem.

The call duration was displayed as 5 minutes, and the death countdown at the original normal flow rate was actually reduced by 25 minutes.

wipe……

She looked at the time again:

【19: 48】

Death countdown images:

【3:52:11】

Time is not an issue, the death countdown in question does speed up the passage of time during the call itself.

After realizing this, she never dared to try other means of seeking help easily.

Fortunately, she hung up the phone decisively just now, otherwise it would not be as simple as 25 minutes wasted.

Suddenly, a bold idea came to mind.

Just now, thanks to the air waves from the cooking pot, he saved himself from being frightened to death. Does that mean that this pot may be able to get out of the current predicament?

She didn't know how exaggerated this idea was, but people would quickly ignite hope the moment they caught driftwood.

And now the cooking pot is all her hope.

Just try it with the thought that at worst you will still have more than three hours to waste.

She picked up the cooking pot from the stove.

Almost the moment she picked it up, the countdown to death slowed down visibly.

Qin Yu: "..."

What is the principle of this?

Although the countdown slowed down, it did not stop completely.

In other words, the crisis has not been resolved yet.

Besides, we can’t ask her to carry this pot all the time...

What exactly triggers this condition?
Her eyes fell on the octopus cooked until it turned red.

Could it be it?

She took the octopus out and put it on the cutting board.

What to do next?Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a kitchen knife standing nearby.

Almost instinctively, he slashed at one of the tentacles with his knife.

As a result, an incredible scene happened. The moment she chopped it off, the countdown to death actually stopped.

But it only stopped for a moment, and then continued to pass slowly.

Qin Yu: "!!!"

Unexpectedly, a solution to the crisis was found by accident.

Although she has not figured out the mechanism and principle of the stop until now, she is not in a hurry to wait until it is completely over before resuming the game.

The sound of chopping meat soon came from the kitchen.

The voice was urgent and fast.

She didn't stop until she chopped them into extremely fine pieces of meat.

The countdown to death slowly began to flow even as she stopped...

She thought a lot while chopping the meat.

I always feel like there is something somewhere guiding me to accomplish all this.

And all this seems to be just for the meat in front of you.

According to normal people's thinking, what should you do after cooking?

Most likely it’s time to eat.

But asking her to eat these things is a bit difficult to accept.

I wonder if it would be feasible if someone else eats it for me?
When this thought emerged, the countdown to death visibly stopped again.

That short moment was successfully captured by her.

Death Countdown's reaction seemed to confirm her thoughts.

It shows that the plan just now is feasible.

She immediately packed the meat paste and walked out.

The corridor was dark, except for the red countdown in front of him that was still running conscientiously.

But with her judgment and actions, the countdown has passed much slower than normal.

When she walked out of the community, she faced a major choice:

Three directions, left, right and front.

Which way should she go?
The problem was easily solved. She first walked out tentatively and judged which way was the right way based on the reaction of the countdown.

Two are eliminated because of this method, and the remaining right is the optimal solution.

Sure enough, the countdown stopped immediately when she walked to the right.

So, she followed this method and walked to the stray cat home under the fence of the community about 500 meters away.

The small wooden house in front of her was engraved with what she wrote in her own hand:

[Stray Cat House, let your love go home, please do not take it away]

The countdown had been stopped during this period, and she had almost guessed the purpose of this trip.

The previous fear was gone. She poured the minced meat into a clean bowl and greeted the nearby aborigines familiarly: "Big Orange! Xiao Hei is eating!"

But the cat team that I imagined came after hearing the sound did not appear.

A gray-black tabby cat suddenly popped out of the cat house. It looked lazy, as if it had just woken up.

It looked up at Qin Yu and made a gurgling sound in its throat.

"Okay, stop being coquettish and try it quickly, but don't be greedy." She bent down and was about to stroke the plush head.

The heart seemed to be penetrated by an invisible weight.

She fell to her knees in pain and almost fainted when her vision went dark.

in a trance.

She felt a huge pressure that was so strong that she couldn't ignore it, and it tightly grasped her fragile neck.

Now she was like a lonely, inconspicuous ant. The giant flippers of the elephant were about to fall on her head, and the overwhelming and suffocating shadow of death completely enveloped her.

Her neck was pressed low.

But even if you don't look up, you can still feel that the sky-blocking eyes above your head are looking at you intently.

The threats posed by the surroundings also slanted out from those eyes.

She tried to ignore the other person's presence and put her eyes and attention elsewhere.

Suddenly, she discovered that the pureed meat originally contained in the food bowl had somehow turned into an extremely ugly purple tentacle-shaped sarcoma.

The sarcoma in front of him seemed to have no source, and it spread all the way behind him.

She stiffened her neck and looked along the spore-like sarcomas that were covered with large and small irregularities.

There were several street lamps with pale light standing next to the silent street. The light source showed the outline of the filthy giant hidden in the darkness in front of her eyes in detail.

The sarcoma snaked all the way to the entrance of her community and stopped abruptly.

But this does not mean that filth has disappeared.

But...

She glimpsed an even greater existence.

How should I describe everything in front of me?

The bushes along the road in the community, the unit building where it is located, and the flying insects frozen in mid-air.

All the living and dead creatures in the area she had passed through were covered by a huge piece of purple-red flesh. Those rough and ugly flesh textures were squirming with their huge bodies in the opposite direction to her. collected.

As it moved, she saw countless tentacles hidden under the body...

Their bodies are covered with sharp, staggered fangs.

Suddenly, the giant thing in the sky seemed to be aware of Qin Yu's prying eyes, and its squirming figure suddenly stopped, as if the sea level that was constantly surging with waves had returned to calm, making it impossible for her to ignore it.

When the purple-red flesh skin opened one after another, the familiar golden vertical pupils were revealed.

Her head exploded with a buzzing sound.

What on earth was chopped into pieces at that time!

(End of this chapter)