Global Thriller: My Organs Have Their Own Minds

　　"strangeness……"

　　Although he was puzzled, Lin Hun didn't mean to worry about it.

　　After all, his understanding of the dark side of the world is only half-knowledge.

　　Not much more than other players.

　　He can't help other players.

　　All he can do is take care of himself.

　　Hey!

　　At this moment, Lin Hun's heart suddenly trembled.

　　He raised his head silently and looked in one direction.

　　There.

　　It was the location of the Dalu City Shelter.

　　"Ghost hair...broken."

　　Through the shadow stand-in's perception of the ghost hair, Lin Hun realized that the ghost hair he gave to Yan Wan was just pulled off.

　　This shows that the Dalu City Shelter at this time is probably in great trouble.

　　Only use this "human affection" that he sent out.

　　"Looks like there's work to be done."

　　After moving his neck, Lin Hun smiled.

　　Sending this ghost hair is not only to show attitude and to form a good relationship.

　　At the same time, it is also like a bait for fishing, allowing him to tune into more weird events.

　　Dalu City serves as the city's human gathering place.

　　At the same time, it is also the sweet pastry in the eyes of treacherous.

　　The negative emotions emanating from human beings themselves are as conspicuous as in the dark night to Wei Wei.

　　Accidents happen sooner or later.

　　Under normal circumstances, the shelter would not use this favor to find him.

　　Because there are also players with supernatural powers in the shelter.

　　Ordinary little troubles can be solved by themselves.

　　Once you find him, it means that there is a big problem in the shelter that cannot be solved.

　　Such a big problem.

　　There must be a very strong and treacherous appearance.

　　Killing this kind of treacherous, generally has a pretty good harvest.

　　Lin Hun didn't dislike this kind of work. .

Chapter 191

　　"There is a door in the C area of ​​the shelter, the blood moon projection appears, and some people have appeared strange phenomenon!"

　　Dalu City Shelter, Combat Command Center.

　　Secretary Shi heard the report from his subordinates, and his face was gloomy.

　　"Organize the personnel to complete the transfer of personnel as soon as possible, and have the special operations team block the passage in Area C. Be sure not to allow the treacherous invasion of other areas, contact the nearest leaderboard players, and support the city~"

　　After quickly issuing the order, Secretary Shi looked at Yan Wan.

　　"Captain Yan, is the ghost hair broken?"

　　"Um……"

　　Raising her hand, Yan Wanliang broke her hand into two long black hair.

　　"But I'm not sure if he will come."

　　"It's best if you can come. If you can't come, we can't stand still. Get ready and do the follow-up operations that completely give up the C area."

　　Secretary Shi had a bloody look on his face at this time. As a former soldier, he was more decisive than ordinary officials in his handling.

　　"……clear."

　　Taking a deep breath, Yan Wan nodded heavily.

　　Abandoning a subdivision is not a big blow to the shelter.

　　Housing, factories, agricultural bases.

　　These abandoned facilities will all be scrapped.

　　But this is also impossible.

　　If the treacherous eruption area cannot be restrained, they can only make this choice.

　　At least it keeps more people alive.

　　In today's society, no resources are as important as population resources.

　　In order to survive more people, everything else can be given up.

　　…………

　　[You arrived at the Dalu City Shelter, and you found that part of this shelter was eroded by the negative breath overflowing from the door, and you smelled the smell of the mission. 】

　　On the road in Dalu City, the blood-hate wheels left a rut with black smoke on the ground.

　　Driving the blood-hateful Lin Hun, the reminder of future vision popped out in his eyes.

　　"A door appeared in the shelter? No wonder you called me."

　　As the most contacted door among all players, Lin Soul even has a complete door and a base for building the door.

　　It can be said that the player knows the door best.

　　he knows.

　　For ordinary people, how terrifying the appearance of the door is.

　　A projection of the Moon of Blood Terror.

　　The spread of negative forces.

　　Creeping in the door.

　　A random condition is enough to make ordinary people die more than ten times.

　　It is no wonder that the other party will ask for help from him.

　　"I don't know where the door here leads to..."

　　Having entered so many doors, the location of each entry is different.

　　It seems that the position of each door is completely random, and there is no pattern at all.

　　Lin Hun didn't care too much about this.

　　Now his strength is different from the beginning, and he can handle most of the dangers.

　　Throttle twist.

　　The blood hatred accelerated and rushed towards the Dalu City Shelter in the distance.

　　The so-called shelter.

　　In fact, it is not a small town. The town is covered with various buildings, surrounded by huge walls, forming a block of areas.

　　The shelter is divided into eight blocks in total.

　　The area where the door is located, in the lower left corner.

　　At this time, the area was covered by a thick fog.

　　Through the thick fog, shrieks and screams could be heard from inside.

　　"go!"

　　A young man in a military uniform threw a child out of the thick fog, but he seemed to be pulled by something terrifying, not only falling into the thick fog.

　　Behind him, there was a non-stop sound of clattering like teeth colliding.

　　"Brother Feng!"

　　Outside the door, several other support soldiers saw this scene, and their eyes were red and they were about to rush over.

　　But at this time, a figure rushed over and blocked them in front of the thick fog.

　　"Don't go!"

　　The person who spoke was a middle-aged man with slightly dark skin. His forehead was bulging with blue veins, his eyes were a little red, and he gritted his teeth and trembled.

　　"Feng Jun is no longer saved. You will only add more sacrifices if you go in."

　　"But the squad leader..."

　　Several soldiers heard this, and their eyes were red.

　　As comrades who have lived since the opening of the server, let them abandon their companions.

　　The choice was too heavy and too painful.

　　"No but! It's an order!"

　　The middle-aged soldier shouted in a deep voice, he understood the psychology of the soldiers.

　　But he couldn't let these young people die.

　　Zone C will be closed soon.

　　This area is currently only accessible but not accessible.