Thriller Paradise Chapter 77: Campus 7 Unbelievable (6)
Whether to believe in the abilities of his teammates or to believe in his own judgment, under the limit of time, Feng Bujue must make a choice. This kind of inner struggle is another kind of pressure exerted by the system besides fear. Let alone Feng Bujue's choice, he has already lost in this game between the system and the players. He is now distracted to consider a matter for which no accurate conclusion can be drawn, which will only bring himself danger.
At this moment, a baby's cry abruptly sounded, and it reached Feng Bujue's ears. He turned his head in response to the sound, and there was a dark and empty corridor in front of him, and the sound came from the corner at the end of the corridor.
He didn't rush over, but looked down at his phone. The time was 40:27, and there were eighteen seconds left. He would miss the opportunity to dial.
Finally, he pressed the speed dial key. Although he has only experienced a script together, he is still willing to believe in the strength of Rain. In addition, he felt that if he didn't make this call, the other party would also be under similar psychological pressure to himself in the next fifteen minutes.
So far, he has fully understood. As long as he can do it, he must dial. Regardless of whether the two can communicate smoothly, dialing can at least prove the safety of one of them in disguise. Mathematically speaking, as long as you initiate a call, there is a 50% chance that both parties will not be chased by ghosts; but if you do not dial, one party will be chased 100%.
toot——
only rang, and Suiyu answered the phone: "I'm fine, don't worry."
"Hmm..." Feng Bujue was really happy to hear her voice, but immediately said: "Didn't you say...Don't ask the other party if it's good?"
About two seconds of silence...
Then, there was a beep from the phone, and the call was interrupted in the next second.
There is only one explanation for this situation... In a context that did not contain insulting intent, Xiyu said a silenced word to Feng Bujue very unhappily, and then actively hung up the phone.
Listening to the busy tone of toot—toot—, Feng Bujue stood there, dumbly holding the phone in front of his eyes: "Hey! What is this? Throw my phone! You told me not to ask each other before. Okay! Now you are actually cursing people! And being able to curse successfully shows that you are righteous!" He widened his eyes and yelled at the phone, but the call has been interrupted, and the rain can't hear him. He is just a single I just vented: "Idiot? Idiot? Fool? It's just these words! What did I do! You don't have to hang up after you have cursed! I would stop calling if I knew it!"
In front of him, the cry of the baby became louder and louder, and it continued to penetrate into his ears, just as the song sang: "Wow wow, wow wow... the baby cries in the ears."
Feng Bujue closed the flip of the phone, held it in the palm of his left hand, and passed the flashlight to this hand, then he drew the kitchen knife from his suitcase, held it back with his right hand, and walked forward quickly.
turning the corner of the corridor, he immediately saw a basket on the ground, similar to the shoe-shaped bamboo basket used for a picnic. There was a baby lying in the basket. The baby's body was wrapped in a white towel, and only one head was exposed. His face did not look abnormal, like the kind of newly born child with closed eyes and no facial features. Long open.
Feng Bujue exhaled a long breath, then squatted down, looking at the baby, and said calmly: "What do you want, say it. I can't say it within 30 seconds, my head moves."
The baby is still crying, and crying harder: "Wow..." The crying becomes so sharp, like the sound of nails passing through the glass, making the heart hairy.
"Crying!" Feng Bujue raised his voice and said: "Crying is also time!"
His numb interrogation method had very bad consequences. I saw the baby slowly opened his eyes, and the eyes under his eyelids were like blood-colored amber, and the squeezed facial features were also exposed. Grim smile.
According to legend, babies who are born for the first time have three souls and seven souls that have not yet converged. They all have yin and yang eyes. If such babies die, their grievances will be extremely heavy, and they will be more ferocious than ordinary earth-bound spirits.
In front of Feng Bujue, the cradle containing the baby turned into a human torso in a blink of an eye. The face of the deceased was full of horror, all his limbs were gone, and the internal organs in the chest and abdomen were taken out. Scattered on the surrounding ground. And that baby, lying in the hollowed-out torso of the corpse, grinned at Feng Bujue.
"Bone is a cradle and skin is a sac, right?" Feng Bujue also smiled at the other party. Not only was he not afraid, but he was a little angry.
While was talking, he caught a glimpse of something in his aftermath. He looked up and saw that this corridor was already full of similar dead bodies, all of which were hollowed out and lost hands and feet, and their deaths were extremely miserable.
"You are a hermit crab reborn." Feng Bujue said, "Let me guess... Um... Your mother is a student here. She was played by a teacher or a boy. She is about to become pregnant. Ten months later, she came to the school to beg for the other person, but was still ruthlessly rejected. In the end, she could only commit suicide in this corridor, and before she died, she personally cut you out with resentment?"
A novelist is a novelist, and his ability to supplement the plot and convert it into language is strong.
After the ghost infant heard the words, the laughter stopped abruptly, and in the next second, it turned into a heart-piercing scream. The sound was extremely terrifying, shattering all the windows on the side of the corridor, closing the window The survival value of also fell.
It seems that this monster can't handle it in a peaceful way. Feng Bujue hurriedly raised his knife and stabbed the ghost infant. Who knew that the tip of the knife failed to fall. Suddenly, his wrist was caught by something. Living. He turned his head and saw that there was an arm that stretched out of the wall out of thin air to stop his attack. It seems that the limbs of these dead bodies are still nearby...
Fortunately, the time for this ghost and infant to soar the high pitch is limited, and it stops after seven or eight seconds, otherwise Feng Bujue's survival value may be exhausted. But the situation is still very bad, but on the two walls of the corridor, there are many hands and feet stretched out one after another, and each one will be active...
Feng Bujue knew that procrastination was not good for him, so he cut his backhand decisively and slashed that arm with a kitchen knife. Unfortunately, a human arm is not so easy to cut, and the arm of a dead body is the same.
The blade of the kitchen knife was embedded in the meat of the ghost arm, and a lot of blood flowed down, poured into the torso of the corpse, and poured on the ghost infant. The baby actually laughed again, and the sound it made pierced into the ears, making people feel heart-piercing. Had it not been for the game to limit the degree of pain, Feng Bujue might have fainted.
Seeing that he couldn’t get rid of the restraint, Feng Bujue quickly put down the flashlight and mobile phone in his other hand, took out Mario’s pipe wrench from the bag, and waved it down with a thunderous force, directly hitting the ghost infant’s head. This time he succeeded, and was lucky enough to trigger the effect of [Concussion].
After the monster's body was affected by the skill, all the moving limbs stopped. Feng Bujue took advantage of the situation and let his right hand break free of his restraint, using both hands together, he hit the ghost infant in the "corpse cradle" with a burst of blood and blood. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was a bit anti-human.
Soon, all the limbs protruding from the wall disappeared. It seemed that the monster was unable to maintain it. I thought it was a sign that the ghost infant was about to be eliminated. Unexpectedly, a new vision appeared immediately.
Feng Bujue discovered that the face of the dead body that contained the ghost infant suddenly became blurred. Gradually, the image of that face changed to his own. And he started talking, even his voice was the same as him: "It hurts...Stop...Stop!" The voice of the dead body changed from moaning to roaring, twisting and struggling hard, trying to move its torso.
Just as Feng Bujue hesitated, the ghost infant disappeared under his eyelids, and only an empty abdominal cavity and some internal organs remained in the dead body's torso.
Feng Bujue knew that he was deceived. This monster undoubtedly used a trick of blindfolding, in exchange for a chance to breathe, and took advantage of the situation and fled elsewhere. He immediately put away the kitchen knife, picked up the flashlight on the ground, stood up, and scanned the hollowed-out corpses in the corridor with the light circle, trying to find where the ghost infant had gone.
"Hee hee..." Another burst of sweaty laughter sounded. This time, the laughter did not seem to be from a baby at all, and the most terrifying part was that the sound came out. The location...very close.
Feng Bujue realized something. He lowered his head and looked at his chest. The sight in his eyes was enough to make anyone gall... The blood-stained ghost baby was curled up and turned sideways. Lying in his abdominal cavity, a small hand clung to one of his ribs, and bursts of sneer laughter came from his body.
"Do you want me to commit suicide with this hallucination?" Feng Bujue said calmly, completely ignoring the sight, and reached out to touch his luggage. He knew that what he saw in his eyes was only an illusion, his sense of touch was not affected, and he could still touch his clothes and the backpack he was carrying on his back.
He took out the Eye of Hatred, put it on himself, and said, "I almost forgot about this stuff." At this moment, he just remembered another use of this equipment.
After putting on this equipment, Feng Bujue scanned every corpse and every place in the corridor with the aperture illuminated by the flashlight. As long as the ghost infant was still creating hallucinations, it would definitely be exposed.
Sure enough, when his eyes fell on a corpse that seemed to have been hollowed out, the eyes of hatred responded, and there was a monster that was aiming at the player.
Feng Bujue walked over in strides, and without hesitation, he lifted the pincers down. This time, the monster that had been severely damaged was really helpless.
[Main task progress update]
【Explore Yejie High School and eliminate seven supernatural phenomena, current progress is 3/7】
[Main task progress update]
[Explore Yejie High School, and eliminate seven supernatural phenomena, the current progress is 4/7]
Almost at the same time, two system prompts jumped out, which means that at the moment Feng Bujue ended up dropping the ghost infant, Siyu also completed the task of the thirteenth step.
"Huh..." Feng Bujue snorted coldly and laughed at himself: "It seems that I am worrying for nothing."
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In the main building, Xiyu is sitting on the ground with his back leaning against the wall of the corridor.
looked into the corridor next to her, there were countless ghost corpses along the way, blood flowing on the floor, the strong smell of blood and the strange smell from the monsters were enough to make people avoid them.
But at this moment, she can no longer move to another place.
The lantern and the sword were placed on the floor next to her. Her right hand was holding the mobile phone, and her left hand was covering the wound on the right waist. The blood from the wound had not stopped yet, and it was still leaking from between her fingers.
This floor is reached by thirteen steps. Once you step in, you can’t escape and there is nowhere to hide. The space is filled with a large number of monsters, some of which can scare people by their appearance alone. Those who walk in are either killed and become part of the evil spirits; or they are like rain~IndoMTL.com~kill them all...
Actually, the condition of Rainy was already very bad during the last call. She lied to Feng Bujue by saying "I'm fine, don't worry".
When approaching 40:00, Miyu happened to be in the middle of the battle. Although she was injured at the time, she still adjusted her breathing consciously and quickly answered the phone. She also knows very well that even if she shows something abnormal, it will only become a mental burden for her teammates.
Now, Siyu has finally cleared the monsters in this space, and she must rest for a while. Both the survival value and the physical fitness value need to be recovered, and the bleeding state cannot be cured temporarily. Only by maintaining such a static state and pressing the wound can the loss of survival value be stopped.
Similar to this situation, the system will not judge it as a "negative game" because the player has to stop the activity because of a specific situation. On "Normal" difficulty, the system will not force players who are dying to continue their actions. As for the difficulty of "Nightmare", the two said...
Siyu noticed the time on the phone. There are still ten minutes before the next call. She doesn't want to welcome some "ghost chase" in her current state, so she must finish dialing the next time she calls.
After the previous call, Feng Bujue felt annoyed, and Xiangyu felt wronged. Objectively speaking, both of them are responsible for this matter, but the main responsibility... still has to be counted on Feng Bujue. Who made him replied an embarrassing sentence without praise.
At any moment, even if it takes a lot of reason, it is best for men not to correct women’s inconsistencies...
ticking...ticking...
When Xiyu thought that he could take a breath, in the distant darkness, the sound of water droplets quietly sounded...