dead me, join the horror game

At this moment, Melville couldn't help thinking of what her sister had said to her when she first joined the game.

Patil asked her to pay attention to the status of the players around her when she was playing the game. Once she found someone suspected of disaster, she should try to establish a friendly relationship with them first, so that she could reveal the connection between her and [Greed], so that It can guarantee her safety in this round.

At first, Melville was a little puzzled. Could it be that Calamity treats the same kind in such a friendly way? What if Calamity has ulterior motives?

For her question, Patil gave a ridiculous explanation. The conversation at that time was probably like this:

Patil: "After you go in, report your relationship with me, and there is a high probability that those of my kind will not attack you."

Melville: "What about the remaining small probability?"

Patil: "Uh, sister, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you when the time comes, no matter where you go and who you meet, I have detailed records in my file, and those who dare to attack you will definitely end up with nothing good. "

Melville: "..."

Patil: "There is no way to do this. Some of my fellows have such bad natures. Let alone my sister, even if it were me, I would be attacked by them."

Under the explanation of his sister, Melville learned of a semi-public news: some disasters that have been attacked are trying to form an organization to blacklist those disasters that attack the same kind indiscriminately, and to absorb Those calamities who are willing to abide by the peace agreement will enter and jointly sanction this bad behavior.

This is also the main purpose of her active collection of disaster information, and now there is a disaster that seems to be easy to communicate with standing in front of her, if she is not moved, it will be strange.

"Excuse me, may I know your calamity's real name?"

Thinking of this, Melville asked with a very serious expression: "And what do you think about other disasters?"

"Hmm... the plague."

After listening to Melville's two questions, Zuo Tong hesitated for a moment, then looked into her eyes and asked, "Is this the question your sister asked you to ask?"

There was nothing to hide her calamity's real name. Melville had witnessed the tragedy of the plague outbreak almost all the way, and even the dullest people could guess that her ability was related to the disease.

But she definitely won't say her own name, Zuo Tong. In other games, she must use her own name or a pseudonym—for example, Yu Cong.

"Uh, you guessed it right." Hearing this, Melville replied with some embarrassment: "My sister is now looking for the same disaster as her. This is also the main reason why I came to other worlds."

"Is that so..."

"Ah."

"I think my thoughts can be summed up in one sentence." After thinking about the words for a while, the girl replied solemnly: "People don't offend me, I don't offend others."

As if worried that Melville might misunderstand what she meant, Zuo Tong immediately added: "I don't want to conflict with them, but if someone offends me, I won't be soft."

I don't know what [greedy] thinks, anyway, she is acting according to this principle now, as long as it doesn't harm her, it has nothing to do with her.

"That's it..." After listening to Zuo Tong's explanation, Melville was very happy, and immediately told her in detail about the establishment of the organization by the calamities, but Zuo Tong's answer was beyond her expectations.

"As I said before, I don't want to get involved in other disasters. It's a conflict between them." The girl shook her head firmly and replied, "However, I am willing to establish a friendly relationship with them. If there is a real need, I will try to join."

She has already said this very clearly. To put it simply, she is to remain neutral. If one day a disaster really happens to her, then she will join this organization without hesitation.

"Okay, I will tell Patil the truth."

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"Crack-"

An extremely weird chewing sound sounded in the room. At this moment, Manan Will broke out in a cold sweat, and quickly turned to look at the door to the side.

How is it possible, how did it get in?

The door of this room has been tightly closed all the time. Could it be that the ghost thing is a ghost that can wander around at will?

Fake!

Manan Weier now only dared to curse silently in his heart, that strange person who stole the tribute had somehow entered his room.

Damn it, there's no food in this room at all, what are you eating here, you can't...

As if he had thought of something, Maran Will's face turned extremely pale in an instant, a sense of fatal crisis welled up in his heart, and horrible and terrible pictures couldn't stop appearing in his mind.

damn it!

It seems that he is the only thing that can be eaten in this room.

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ps: 3.4w has been repaid

It's snowing, and I was dragged from the warm bed to the snow to do nucleic acid in the early morning, it's abominable.

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The old rules, after the literary fight, the martial arts will start, and the next chapter will start to freeze hands!

Tomorrow's update will be at 12 o'clock in the evening. Depending on the situation, we can add more codes to pass the night in one breath.

Volume 123 Yuquan Village: Chapter 117 Chapter 7 Lu Bu in the Corpse ([-]K)

"Gollum—"

There was a strange swallowing sound in the air, and then it fell silent, as if nothing had happened.

Is it an illusion?

Impossible, he is just dull and not a fool, if he dared to ignore this obvious weird phenomenon as an illusion, he should have died as early as the first game.

So did it leave?

However, Manan Will raised his heart and scanned his surroundings vigilantly, trying to find the other party's location.

It's a pity that all this is futile work, it is impossible to find that guy with the naked eye, if this is the case...

Seeing that the other party did not show up for a long time, Manan Will took a deep breath, then slowly closed his eyes, and listened attentively to the movement around him as described in movies and anime.

He has a basis for doing so. It is said that the human brain can process limited information at the same time, and vision is the sense that consumes the most CPU in the brain. After closing the eyes, other human perceptions will be enhanced. The reason the sense of touch is so acute.

Sure enough, after he closed his eyes, everything around him seemed to slow down, and the sounds that were usually so subtle that he could barely notice them could be heard clearly at this time, and at the same time, his attention was shifted from the pain in his feet to the pain in his feet. perception of the surrounding environment.

"Crack-"

Suddenly, there was a piercing sound of grinding teeth from behind him on the right, and when he sensed the source of the sound, he turned around and swung his left fist, but unfortunately the punch finally landed in the air.

Damn it, he doesn't seem to be able to touch it, could it be that this guy is actually an invisible ghost?

So how to deal with it?

Wait a minute, he seems to be feeling it...

"Fake!"

Manan Weir opened his eyes, as if wearing a mask of pain on his face, he grinned and looked at the right arm that had been crushed by his own body before. For some reason, the pain on the arm became more intense. A sharp pain that penetrated into the bone was simply unbearable.

No, this doesn't seem to be a fracture, it's more like...

Wait, what is this!

Manan Weir stared at his thick right wrist in astonishment. A large number of blisters appeared on it at some time, and densely covered his entire forearm. Through this thin layer of blisters, he could even see In the dark yellow liquid inside, there is a pothole in the center of the forearm, which seems to be a burst blister, and the pus inside does not know where it went.

Damn it, he knew what was going on!

The drop of liquid that fell on his arm this afternoon was not rain at all, but pus splashed from the announcer raised by Bichi!

It wasn't a big deal at first, but he seemed to crush a blister on his arm when he fell off the balcony, and it ended up getting to this point.

Looking at the strange disease that had spread to more than half of his arms, Manan Wilton was at a loss and didn't know what to do.

Now his feet are injured, there are still weird things watching in the house, and he is also infected with a fatal disease.

What kind of sin is this!

Thinking of this, Manan Weir closed his eyes in despair, and seemed to give up struggling, and this scene seemed to be captured by it that had been waiting for a long time.

It's boring to tease a prey that has lost its resistance...

"Crack!"

Accompanied by the sound of bone cracking, Manan Weil felt an indescribable pain from his right shoulder. It seemed that something hard and sharp had been embedded in his shoulder. The pain made his eyes almost black out. fainted.

The weirdness in the house also started to make a move...

"Fake, tread lightly!" After losing hope of surviving, he is no longer afraid of these weird things, and his tone is full of sarcasm: "You are a dog, bite your bones and bite your bones!" so excited?"

After the voice fell, the air fell into a few seconds of silence, and then more severe pain came from his right shoulder, and with the tearing of his sleeve, Manan Will's right arm left his body forever.

It seems that because of the secretion of adrenaline, the pain of the broken arm was quickly replaced by a strange excitement, and his brain entered an abnormally awake state.

"Mad...Fa!"

Glancing at the right arm that disappeared into the air out of thin air, Maran Will couldn't help cursing again: "Sneaky people know how to be invisible, but you come out if you have the ability?"

"Why, does being ugly hurt your self-esteem?"

Before he could finish speaking, a huge one-meter-long mouse covered in pitch black suddenly appeared in front of him. The black policeman who was planning to continue cursing while still breathing was also frightened by this scene, and instinctively wanted to back away. But because his legs were weak, he accidentally sat down on the ground, almost biting his tongue.

It actually showed up, and it was still a mouse... No wonder it would steal other people's tributes.

No!

Even if you die, you have to die more heroically. You are just a big mouse, so you can't show your cowardice.

Thinking of this, Manan Will raised his remaining left hand, ready to give the big mouse in front of him a hard punch, but when he was about to strike, the big mouse seemed to be drunk , the body began to shake involuntarily, as if he might fall to the ground at any time.

Manan Will: "?"

What's going on, is it trying to get drunk with me?

"Boom!"

Under the suspicious gaze of the black man, the giant mouse let out a painful whine, then fell heavily to the ground, and began to twitch violently, as if it had eaten something unclean.

Seeing this scene, Manan Will froze in place, staring at his empty right arm in a daze.

He seemed to know what was going on.

It should be the reason why this stupid mouse swallowed his right arm infected with an unknown disease, and it seemed to eat up his stomach.

Great opportunity!

How about taking this opportunity to take a picture of it and leave the house right away?

Manan Will's eyes lit up. Although he had given up on the idea of ​​living before, it was because he was facing the double threat of disease and weirdness. The spectators are as rotten as they are alive, not to mention that with his feet injured, he can't run very far if he wants to, so it's better to have a good time earlier.

Now the big rat was lying on the ground with food poisoning, and he, whose arm was bitten off by it, was a blessing in disguise, far away from the threat of infectious diseases.

Is this the legendary "fighting poison with poison"?

If one of these two things is missing, he won't be able to live in this house today...

Thinking of this, Manan Will walked around the twitching black-haired mouse on the ground and slowly crawled towards the place where the phone fell, but when he found that the screen of the phone was not lit anyway, his state of mind once again There was a burst.

"Fake!"

What kind of junk-quality mobile phone can't be used if it is dropped?

Seeing that the black-haired mouse was about to stand up from the ground, Manan Weil couldn't hold back anymore. If he didn't hurry away at this time, it would be too late when it stood up.

But before he could stand up, the trembling black-haired mouse fell to the ground again, and then it tilted its head and stomped its feet, and stopped struggling.

what happened?

This is, dead?

Is this disease also lethal to Weird?

Manan Weir couldn't hold back his curiosity, put the mobile phone back into his pocket, and then moved his body to the side of the mouse, observing its body vigilantly, and soon discovered the clues.

The black hair on this giant mouse began to fall off in large quantities, and then its rough skin was exposed. At this time, it was already covered with abscesses. Far and away underestimated.

Seeing this scene, Manan Weir couldn't help swallowing, and took two steps back in fear.

The contagiousness of this ghost thing is too terrible, just stained with a drop of pus diluted by the rain, he still suffers from this disease, forming a blister that he can't even notice.

And when he accidentally crushed the blister, the virus also spread to the whole arm with the splash of pus. If the big mouse hadn't helped him get a strong man with a severed arm, he would be the one who ended up like this now .

"hiss……"

After confirming the death of the mouse, Manan Will heaved a sigh of relief. At the same time, the pain that had been suppressed by the brain also hit at this time, making his eyes dark and almost fell to his knees.

No, even if you faint, you can't lie down with this guy, or the pus will flow on him and you'll be finished.

He gritted his teeth and straightened his body, rushed onto the bed in one go, and then fell headlong into the quilt, his vision becoming more and more dizzy.

With mental stress and severe blood loss, it would be strange if he could continue to stay awake.

"..."