Please, This is a Scary World

　　Including the people in the live broadcast room, as well as the command room of the nine war zones that have been in the live broadcast room.

　　Since Fang Ming proposed to stimulate the weirdness in this way, the discussion in the live broadcast room has not stopped.

　　Even the nine major war zones each held an internal discussion meeting for this purpose.

　　According to the results of discussion and calculation, the method mentioned by Fang Ming really has a great chance to stimulate the weird obsession and let the weird reveal its flaws.

　　Therefore, at this time, everyone is expecting that Fang Ming will create a new miracle again.

　　Fang Ming saw the tension and worry in the eyes of everyone, and a gentle smile appeared on his face: "We are fully prepared, aren't we?"

　　He raised his hand: "Prepare to play the recording, Zhang Mang, you are also ready to throw your skirt inside, Xiao Hei, you separated some dark villains to follow me, do you know what to make them shout?"

　　Xiao Hei nodded: "Well, I know."

　　Fang Ming: "Okay, then, let's start! Doudou, turn on the stereo!"

　　As Fang Ming's voice fell, Hongdoudou turned on the home generator.

　　A slight roar sounded, like a charging drum.

　　"Zizi~" The two highest speakers made a burst of abnormal sound test sound. After all the speakers were debugged, Hongdoudou turned on the recorder.

　　Clear and gentle sound comes out of the speakers.

　　It's the voice of Red Doudou.

　　"My dearest sister, Xiaoxue, how are you?

　　Sister, I really miss you so much.

　　By the time you saw this book, my sister should have been gone.

　　However, don't be sad for your sister, she is relieved.

　　It's just a pity that I can't continue to grow up with you, to see you marry, to see you put on a beautiful red dress, and to cry with you red eyes..."

　　The contents of the first page of the diary in the black box were read aloud by Hongdoudou emotionally.

　　With the support of the speakers, the sound spread like thunder to the strange area on the third floor.

　　The blood in the corridor was constantly tumbling from the ground, as if it were boiling.

　　The blood-colored bubbles continued to roll on the ground, shattered, and then turned into blood mist and rose.

　　"...there is a reaction!"

　　"Go on, don't listen!"

　　Seeing the changes in the corridor, Fang Ming's face showed joy.

　　Everyone else was slightly excited.

　　The third floor, which was originally a pool of stagnant water, seemed to be activated after the recording was played.

　　It suddenly became lively.

　　There was a strange roar from inside, miserable, painful, and resentful.

　　But because the blood mist was gradually rising, the situation inside could not be clearly seen.

　　Fang Ming stared at the blood mist, and waved his hand behind him: "Zhang Mang! Skirt, it's up to you."

　　When Zhang Mang heard the words, he let out a roar, and slammed his fists on his chest a few times (Li Haohao), like a gorilla.

　　He walked to the place where Red Doudou put her skirt, grabbed a bag with one hand, and tore a large opening in the bag, and the skirt inside was immediately exposed.

　　He grabbed two bags and walked to Fang Ming.

　　"Throw!"

　　Fang Ming said a word, Zhang Mang roared immediately, the muscles and veins on his arms burst out, his body twisted, and he used [-] strength to smash the bag into the blood mist.

　　"Huh~"

　　In the whistling, the bag shattered in the air with the fierce wind.

　　Dozens of skirts instantly dropped rings around like a goddess scattered flowers.

　　The skirt fell into the blood, and the color was immediately dyed red.

　　Zhang Mang didn't stop, and another bag was thrown out.

　　The colorful skirts spread out in the blood mist, looking a little romantic and a little weird.

　　And the breeze blowing from the skirt blew away the blood mist.

　　Let Fang Ming see what was yelling inside just now.

　　It was densely packed: blood-colored corpses.....

Chapter 65

　　In the gentle reading of the loudspeaker.

　　In bright skirts floating around.

　　in the haze of blood.

　　The densely packed corpses looked like they had just been fished out of blood.

　　Incomparably silent standing in the corridor on the third floor.

　　The live broadcast room fell silent immediately.

　　Everyone watching the live broadcast seemed to feel a cold air rising from the groin, causing goosebumps all over their bodies and breaking through the heavenly spirit.

　　Red Doudou took out a handful of talisman paper from her arms with a pale face, and slapped it all on her body no matter what it was.

　　Wang Jiaojiao subconsciously walked up to Fang Ming and blocked him behind her.

　　"Hoohoo~" After Zhang Mang threw the two bags, he roared at Fang Ming with a questioning meaning.

　　Fang Ming calmly looked at the corpses emerging from the blood mist, and said softly, "Keep throwing!"

　　Zhang Mang immediately patted his chest and carried seven or eight bags from the place where the skirts were placed.

　　as before.

　　torn apart,

　　throw away.

　　A large number of skirts were continuously scattered from the air and fell among the corpses.

　　on their heads, on their shoulders.

　　The originally terrifying atmosphere suddenly became a little more comical.

　　The mood of the crowd relaxed a little.

　　Qian Cheng walked to the stairs with a cane and started to make ice on the stairs as Fang Ming had instructed before.

　　In the blink of an eye, a layer of frost seeped out from under his feet and spread out below.

　　"Brother, stand back, just leave these things to elder sister."

　　The red breath on Wang Jiaojiao's body swelled up, and like before, it turned into six scissors, surrounding her body.

　　She kicked the monster dog under her, and the dog roared and bared its fangs, glaring fiercely ahead.

　　In Fang Ming's eyes, the information of these corpses dripping with blood has been revealed.

　　Name: Corpse Puppet

　　Identity: Strangely manipulated puppet

　　Grade: none

　　Malicious: 1000% (controlled by weirdness, without any sanity)

　　Features: Fake and real, as real as illusion

　　Suggestion: It is extremely dangerous, it is best to kill it on the spot, no experience points are generated.

　　Weaknesses: The position of the third segment of the cervical vertebrae, it will die if it is torn off.

　　After reading the pages of these bloody corpses, Fang Ming pouted. This was the first time he had seen a monster with no experience.

　　It seems that as weird puppets, these corpses have not only lost their minds, but have also been drained of all their value.

　　"These things are too useless. Not only are they inexperienced, they don't explode, and they are so dangerous." Fang Ming suddenly lost interest.

　　Thinking of Wang Jiaojiao's words just now, Fang Ming reminded: "Sister, as long as you dig out the third vertebrae of these things, they will die."

　　Wang Jiaojiao was stunned for a while, and she looked back at Fang Ming, her eyes full of astonishment.

　　Even she didn't know the weaknesses of these corpse puppets, how did Fang Ming know so clearly as a living person.

　　Kind of outrageous.

　　However, Fang Ming didn't explain much. He resisted the sacks he brought with his hair in, and his face was full of gentle smiles.

　　Now the preparations have been made, and only the last step is left, which is to clean up these corpse puppets, let him enter the strange world of consciousness, and bring Chen Xiaoxue back.

　　"Roar...die...kill..."

　　Among the corpses, a roar sounded, and immediately there were countless roars responding.

　　The next moment, these corpse puppets had a strange red light in their eyes, grinned and rushed towards the stairs.

　　Like a group of beasts coming out of the cage, the terrifying roar immediately overwhelmed the sound of the speakers here.

　　Red Doudou frowned and took out a few speakers from his arms again to connect them.

　　The sound of the recording was immediately louder.

　　Mixed with the roar of the corpse, the corridor became extremely noisy.

　　Wang Jiaojiao stood at the front of the crowd.

　　She controlled the scissors that flew out, wrapping around her body, and the nails on her hands began to grow again.

　　"Brother, you are standing behind my sister,"