Aoba Office

The fat store manager seemed to have become a signal relay station.

After the weird whisper disappeared, I heard a panicked scream.

The face of the boy holding the pen has lost all color, his eyes are extremely bulging, his skin is sunken, as if his muscles have disappeared, his whole body has become thin, and there is nothing underneath his clothes.

The pen he held in his hand had red liquid seeping from the gap in the cap.

The penetration rate became faster and faster, directly splitting the pen cap. The next second, the pen cap became shattered, and blood spurted out. good

Blood was sprayed on the shelves and the fat store manager.

The fat store manager looked like a child with slow reflexes. He looked down at the blood on his body and then jumped up.

"Help..." The boy fell to the ground without finishing his sentence.

His face and hands exposed outside his clothes were all skin and bones, with no trace of blood vessels visible.

The pen was still bleeding out. There was a little drop of blood hanging on the tip of the pen, and after it landed on the ground, it finally stopped.

The boy also let go of his hand and let the pen fall to the ground. It rolled twice and stopped completely.

With a clang, his companion, the gray down jacket, backed up in panic and hit the shelf.

I saw a necklace that looked like a hemp rope hanging on the shelf swayed twice and hit the ear of the gray down jacket.

He screamed in fright, flapped randomly, and jumped up, trying to escape.

His fingers hooked on the necklace and he pulled it off the shelf.

The hemp rope broke, drew a trajectory in the air, accelerated directly, and hit the gray down jacket on the face.

The rope did not fall off or continue to swing around, but stuck to his face.

The gray down jacket let out a heart-rending cry, fell to his knees and rolled all over the ground.

He was stained with the blood of his comrade and bumped into his comrade's body.

I saw strange bumps on his face. It feels like something is growing under the skin.

The pendant fastened to the hemp rope necklace also changed as it swayed. It was originally just a knot-like thing, but now it has grown up and changed its color, like a dead tree blooming with spring, adding greenery.

When the skin on the face of the gray down jacket became pitted and the things growing under the skin covered the whole body, the knot took on new changes.

The green rope knots form the shape of the calyx, and the buds bloom. The petals of the blooming flowers are also green, and only the stamens, clustered in clusters, are a strange black color.

Those black stamens trembled twice, and actually flew up from the flower, turning into small flying insects, flying around the room, finding their way out, and disappearing from the room.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them were dead.

I saw the thin man next to me standing blankly, looking in a daze, showing the symptoms I had seen before.

I looked at the fat store manager again.

The shock and fear on his face were not fake either.

He seemed to be still immersed in the surprise of the blood splattering just now, and he was a little unable to recover and couldn't understand what was happening in front of him.

With a pop, he fell limply to the ground, his belly protruding, making his posture awkward and funny.

"When did you open the store?" I asked, putting a hand on the thin man's shoulder and squeezing him hard.

The thin man suddenly woke up.

The fat store manager was still panic-stricken. After listening to my question and looking at me and the thin man, he straightened his neck and tilted his head back, as if to distance himself from us.

He probably thought it was all our fault.

"Answer my question." I lowered my voice and frowned.

The fat store manager stammered, "I forgot, I forgot... several years, several years... before, then... I used to work here, and then graduated... I graduated from Foreign Languages ​​next door! For several years ”

"Where's the previous store manager?"

"I don't know! I really don't know! I just know him! Everything else is done online! There is a system, connected to the Internet! I don't know anything else!"

"You haven't contacted the previous store manager?"

"No...can't find it. He...he said he owed loan sharks...he engaged in gambling, betting on football...he wanted to sell the store. The store is not his, the front is rented, and it is difficult to return. The inside of the store The things didn’t belong to him, there was still a head office... I handed it over to him..."

"Where's the stuff for sale?"

"I, I just purchase goods, help customers make reservations, and deal with this kind of thing."

"Where do you know the origin of things?"

"It's in that system! It has introductions! Procedure documents for things, introductions, branches in different countries, and things received in different countries every day..." The fat store manager quickly replied, "This kind of thing is fake at first glance. ! No, no, I mean, I thought it was fake. I don’t believe this! I just open a shop and do business..."

"What happened today?" I continued to ask.

"What?" The store manager looked at me blankly, his eyes rolled, and he looked at the two bodies on the ground. He shrank his feet in fear, "The pen is the one I talked about. That necklace is called poisonous insect, poisonous insect..."

"The poisonous insect queen's parasitic flower." The thin man said suddenly.

I glanced at the thin man.

The fat store manager nodded repeatedly, as if he had thought of something, and looked at the thin man in horror.

The thin man rubbed his forehead, "The parasitic flower of the Queen of Poisonous Insects... The Queen of Poisonous Insects... was obtained from an island country, a small island country in the ocean. There are still indigenous people and primitive tribes living there. This kind of flower... should be a local one." There was a parasite in the shape of a flower. There was a female chief in that primitive tribe who could control this parasite and use it to kill people. All the people in the tribe had to wear this thing on their bodies, as long as the female chief. Give the order and this thing will kill."

The fat store manager looked at the thin man with increasing horror, and then peeked at the body in the gray down jacket.

The flower had withered and reshaped itself into something resembling hay or a knot of hemp rope.

The thin man said weakly: "I only heard the sound... I feel like it wasn't me." He looked at me expectantly, "Brother Qi, it wasn't me -"

I pressed the thin man's shoulder and said, "I know."

Not skinny.

It was not done by any of us here.

My eyes moved to the computer.

"Can this computer connect to the server of the head office?" I asked the fat store manager.

"There is just a software, internal software." The fat store manager replied and swallowed.

I walked over to the computer and looked at the software that was open on it.

The software interface is very simple, but the functions are very clear, and it is clear at a glance how to operate it.

In my vision, this simple interface gradually changed.

I saw densely packed characters, and densely packed overlapping shapes emerged from the characters.

I endured vomiting and a headache and stared at the screen without blinking.

This information I couldn't understand gave rise to a third change.

The three colors of black, white and gray are intertwined, with black taking the upper hand, swallowing up the other colors, and finally forming a wonderful 3D human form.

The three-dimensional projection-like figure had a round belly, and its body shape was very similar to that of the fat store manager.

His stomach bulged and his face changed, turning into Qi Bai's appearance.

I heard that strange whisper in my ears too. This time I understood what it was saying.

"Don't you like it? Mysterious history, legendary stories, blood, killing, death and unpredictable power..."

"Dream Weaver..." I moved my lips, "Ghost King..."

Goodnight everybody.