How Did It Become a River Crab?

The scale of the exhibition is quite large, covering works of sculpture, painting, performance art and other art forms. The artist himself stands next to his works, chatting and laughing with tourists and judges. Many artists who look like masters are even more Crowded with a turbulent flow of people, it looked extremely lively.

Mo Lan looked around for a while, and found that the man in the previous photo was standing in a corner. He was also a contestant, and his work was four puppets supporting each other and dancing.

Mo Lan knew those four puppets, he just burned them...

This is not the point, the pictures of the exhibition have been accelerated, and Mo Lan can clearly see that no one cares about the works of this "puppeteer" for a whole day, and occasionally a few passers-by just glance at them After one glance, he left in a hurry, with a look of lack of interest.

Mo Lan can understand those tourists very well. One thing to say, the works of this "puppeteer"... are really not very interesting.

The whole day of the art exhibition was over, and the things in front of Mo Lan were once again shrouded in thick fog. When the fog cleared, the screen had switched to the award ceremony of the art exhibition. There are a lot of trophies on the table.

Mo Lan squinted her eyes and saw, yes, it was the trophy in the photo. It was supposed to be a consolation prize, and it was only for individuals who participated, and it was worthless.

The next moment, Mo Lan's consciousness was drawn back to the living room, and the photo dissipated with the wind, turning into a rotten paintbrush, which landed on Mo Lan's pliers.

【rotten paintbrush】

Type: [Story props]

Quality: [White]

Effect: A part of a set, collected together will produce unexpected effects.

Note: The drawing sucks, doesn't it?

Mo Lan glanced at the paintbrush on the pliers, and then at the smiling face on the wreckage of the puppet next to it.

...it really sucks.

"Exploration degree +10%, current exploration degree: 15%."

Listening to the prompt from the system, Mo Lan glanced at Su Cai, and found that he also looked like he was waking up from a dream: "You saw it too?"

"It should be played uniformly." Su Cai nodded, "So what kind of plot is this? Mr. Puppeteer feels that his talent is not appreciated, commits suicide or dies in depression, and the soul after death is attached to the puppet , created this haunted puppet house?"

"It's very honest to say that you're afraid of horror games, but your brain skills." Mo Lan sighed: "But I don't think it's likely to be the case."

“How come you see?”

"First, we only have 15% exploration speed now. If this little exploration speed is enough for us to reveal the whole truth, then this story is too boring."

"Second, do you still remember the smile of Mr. Puppeteer in the photo just now?" Mo Lan asked.

"Hmm... quite silly?" Su Cai bit her lip lightly and said tentatively.

"Strictly speaking, it's happiness and stupidity, like finding the value of life. If this kind of smile means that he is dissatisfied with his award, then if he is satisfied, he will probably have to slit the corner of his mouth like the Gap Girl and the Ugly Lord." Just kidding. At least when he got this participation award, he should be very happy."

Su Cai nodded ignorantly, "Then... what to do next?"

"It depends on you." Mo Lan replied, "Did you notice anything wrong when you observed the movements of those puppets just now? Any details are fine. Since there is a setting of exploration speed, we will You have to play it as carefully as possible.”

"If you have to say it..." Su Cai quickly thought back, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she pointed to the TV cabinet opposite the living room.

"From beginning to end, the puppets seemed to avoid that area on purpose."

Mo Lan followed Su Cai's finger to look over, and found that there was not even a single wreckage of a puppet around the TV cabinet.

It's like...all the puppets are afraid of that place.

Mo Lan crawled over, grabbed the TV cabinet with both hands, and pushed hard...

Chapter 13 The Hidden Room

With Mo Lan's push, a piercing "creaking" sound resounded through the living room, and the TV cabinet was also pushed to the back, exposing the surface covered by it.

There was a small trapdoor in the place that was previously covered by the TV cabinet. Mo Lan gently pulled it with her hand and found that the door had a reaction force. Spring back closure.

...a hidden room.

Mo Lan looked down at the inside of the trapdoor and found that there was no handle inside.

"Only one person can enter this door, and the other person has to stay here to open the door for the person who enters, otherwise he will be locked inside." Mo Lan said, "Who will come?"

"Please." Su Cai persuaded without hesitation, and bowed to Mo Lan with her skirt raised, "Respectfully send the general on his way."

"Come on." Mo Lan waved the pliers, not surprised, if Su Cai had just volunteered, he would have wondered if his beautiful roommate had been taken away.

Besides, Mo Lan also took a look just now, the road under the trapdoor is very narrow and can only be crawled for people to move forward. If Su Cai went in, just crawling would consume a lot of time.

But with Mo Lan, the canyon sprint crab... there is a spacious passage below.

With the help of Su Cai, Mo Lan jumped into the trapdoor. After seeing the upper door panel was gently closed by Su Cai, Mo Lan began to look around the situation.

There is no light source, it is pitch black, but you can see in front of you a passage that is quite narrow for a person. On both sides of the passage, there is a net made of wire, with trapezoidal sharp razors inlaid on it, which looks very similar to some schools. An anti-theft network that prevents students from climbing over the wall.

If you accidentally touch it, some blood is inevitable.

"How is it?" Su Cai's voice came from the team's voice, "I'm a little scared to be alone..."

"Relax, miss, if I die, I must die first." Mo Lan roughly recognized the terrain, and began to crawl forward along the road.

In terms of the horror index alone, the road in front of me, which looks like a ventilation duct, is still full of oppression.

The dark environment, the winding and closed passages, and the creaking echoes from time to time will make people's heartbeat soar, and they will be overwhelmed by fear in the depressing environment.

And those wire traps hidden in the dark not only force players to follow the path stipulated by the system, but also punish players who panic. Once a player crawls around in panic, he will be met with bloody Wounds, and a bleeding DEBUFF that lasts for several seconds.

The scariest thing is that because the road is extremely narrow, players who climb in cannot turn back until they reach the end point. No matter how frightened they are, they can only move forward in fear.

Disrupting the player's pace of the game and enhancing the sense of terror through the reasonable stacking of various elements can be said to be a fairly upright, classic and effective design.If it were Miss Su Damei, she should have leaked urine by now.

...However, as said before, Mo Lan is now a river crab.

As a crab, it is extremely narrow for humans, and the path that can only be crawled through is completely a slightly narrow corridor for Mo Lan.

The short stature allows it to come and go freely in the narrow passage, and even turn around and retreat at any time, which greatly reduces the horror of this level.

Not only that, don't forget that Mo Lan also has a piece of equipment with an unlucky color.

[Swift Dwarf's Hat]

Effect: Slightly increase the wearer's evasion chance and movement speed in narrow environments and trap environments.

With the help of this hat, Mo Lan felt that her movement speed in the trail had increased by at least 10%, and she was more sensitive to the barbed wire traps around her. The cuticle has never been scraped off.

If you want to say that there is something scary about this road, maybe there is a corner where a smiling puppet head will suddenly fall out...

But that was just a cheap jump scare. Mo Lan sucked in a gulp of Liangpi, pulled her head aside, and found the upward stairs. The whole process took less than a minute.

Climbing up the stairs and opening a two-way trap door without a rebound setting, Mo Lan found that she seemed to have come to a bedroom.

The bedroom was not turned on, and it was quite narrow. There could only be a bed, a bedside table and a TV. The TV screen was on and became the only light source in the room. The wallpaper and floor had become moldy, exuding an uncomfortable smell. There was a rancid smell.

But these scenes are not the point. The point is that there are three wax figures with stiff expressions sitting on the big bed in the bedroom.

It's not a puppet, but a wax figure similar to the one in the wax museum, but the workmanship and details are tens of thousands of puppet masters away from the level of the wax museum. a paper man.

The three wax figures are a pair of elderly men and women and a young girl with an ordinary face. They didn't make any movements because of Mo Lan's arrival, but just stared at the TV in front of them neatly.

Mo Lan looked at the TV that was playing the screen, and found that it seemed to be a live broadcast.

In the huge room, hundreds of dolls surrounded a man with a stiff face. The appearance of the man was exactly the same as in the previous photo. There were blood and tears on his face, and sticky blood dripped down his face continuously. Accumulated into a slippery pool of blood on the ground.

He was imprisoned by layers of chains on a beautifully decorated wooden chair, only his hands and head could barely move, he kept waving his hands, as if trying to grab something, but the only things he could touch were those Defending his puppets.

These wooden idols were his guards, as well as his jailers.And this live broadcast is like a surveillance camera in a prison.

The puppeteer...was he imprisoned somewhere in this room?

Just as Mo Lan was about to think, an old voice came from beside her ear.

"You are already thirty-two years old, and you still play with these children's things?"

It was the voice of an elderly man.

"If you can't do your job well, you won't be able to make money back, and it's useless to fiddle around all day long. What will you give us for the elderly?"

older woman.

"You do this every day, and I'm too embarrassed to tell my classmates about you. It's so embarrassing. Don't come to pick me up in the future. I'll go home by myself."

The voice of a little girl.

Then there was another burst of noisy human voices, the three voices above were talking about all kinds of trivial matters in a condemning tone, basically all of which could not avoid "doing these", "children's things", "childish things". ", "not doing business properly" these keywords.

... It seems that these words can be matched to the act of "making puppets".

These words should have been said by the people represented by the three wax figures. It seems that they should be the parents and daughter of the puppeteer.

Didn’t the puppeteer’s family members support his hobby of making puppets...

"Crack."

Mo Lan was thinking, but the TV screen was suddenly turned off. In the darkness, Mo Lan raised her head and found that three wax figures had stood in a circle around him at some point.

The old woman, that is, the wax figure of the puppeteer's mother made a "click", and her head rolled off her shoulders and fell in front of Mo Lan. Her face seemed to have been scorched by fire, and her facial features gradually melted and distorted. She faced Mo Lan quietly. See.

……

"Ham, my charm is still great." Mo Lan sighed, "Look at this lady, she is so excited to see me."

"...Mo Lan?"

At this time, Su Cai's voice sounded from Mo Lan's team, trembling slightly, "Are you there?"

"I'm here, let's talk directly." Mo Lan frowned, feeling a bad premonition.

Sure enough, after a moment of silence, Su Cai's tone was filled with tears.

"Woo... these puppets... come back to life!"

Chapter 14 Incomplete Beauty

"... Alive again?"

Mo Lan narrowed her eyes, and began to look around quickly, to see if there were any organs or objects that could be touched.

"The wreckage is in a mess, reorganized into puppets, and they are approaching me!" Su Cai seemed so frightened that he couldn't even speak clearly, "Hurry up and come back!"

"Calm down, is the bullet attack effective?"