Chapter 82 Anonymous Text Message (7) “Your plan may fail…

[Oh yeah, Fei, why did you feed the food directly to the NPCs? That was wrong in the previous game. Shouldn't you wait for the NPCs to mutate one by one? Why did you skip the plot? Xiao Jiang, the perfect solution you wanted has been implemented in the sequel.]

[What kind of detective comes to dinner with a gun and a knife? Who is the murderer? You made me look at this mess. Sorry, we misunderstood you, consciousness (x)]

[Great! We can easily win against Xiaoyu again! Who understands the sense of security that comes with having both the actor and the sparrow? It's been ages since we've had this kind of treatment in a strange story. Solitary Island, just be happy.]

Does anyone care? My actor brother hasn't slept a wink these past few days. He's been watching NPC infighting during the day and dealing with alienated monsters at night, yet he's still full of energy. He's definitely not human. What's this "chosen night shift holy body"? (No.)

The actor watched the show calmly and nonchalantly, beating up all sorts of monsters. The funniest thing was that there was a guy next to him, a mad man with a face full of pain, eating sweets to the point of going crazy. You two are really good brothers, how come you're so funny?

Fei Yu had no intention of covering up what happened in the dining room.

Just as someone was about to scream in terror at the lifeless rich second-generation, Fei Yu drew his pistol. Without hesitation, he aimed the pitch-black muzzle at the man in front of him, coldly warning, "Don't speak."

"Get out, go back to your room, and don't tell anyone what happened here, or I'll shoot you next time."

Fei Yu's expression didn't change much. Combined with the cold corpse lying at her feet, the thin filaments that appeared from nowhere, and the food scraps and bloodstains scattered on the ground, the scene looked extremely terrifying.

The NPC who was suspected of accidentally entering the murder scene was so scared that he dared not say a word. He fled back upstairs in a panic, and the sound of the door closing was heard loudly shortly afterwards.

Fei Yu's attention was still focused on the crawling hyphae. The spreading tubular filaments looked like parasitic nematodes, extending outward continuously, with no limit on either number or size.

The mycelium climbed up the windowsill, took advantage of the wide-open window to drill out, and continued to grow after coming to the outside world. Fei Yu stood in front of the window and looked in the direction, and saw the area where the cave was located.

Fei Yu didn't follow immediately. He turned around and saw that the NPC's body had already begun to rot. Mycelium wrapped around his body, and the outlined shape gradually sank until it melted into a black pool and flowed into the cracks in the floor.

The dining room was almost completely covered with mycelium, whether it was the surrounding walls or the ceiling, the room was full of those things. The crisscrossing mycelium looked like pulsating veins, or some kind of living organism with independent consciousness.

The mycelium was originally quite peaceful, just crawling everywhere, as if it wanted to turn the entire villa into a cave-like nest, but after a certain moment, all the filaments suddenly became restless.

The mycelium embedded in the wall twisted wildly, as if trying to turn everything within the visible range into a parasite that could be easily controlled. Fei Yu grabbed the filaments wrapped around his arms, tore them off, walked out of the dining room and headed towards the stairs.

The mycelium had almost covered the entire villa. Feiyu came to the third floor with a normal expression. Shen Que was pulling the mycelium to identify it carefully, and seemed to have realized that this was the thing that appeared in the top floor room that day.

"This thing can be parasitic." Shen Que held a small ball of mycelium. The randomly growing filaments were unable to be freed from his hand, and he could only struggle in vain. He held it away with disgust.

Chen Que looked at the mess of mycelium in his hand, then glanced at the NPC downstairs who was lying on the ground twitching after being parasitized by mycelium. He was still in the mood to joke: "Are we the only three people left alive in this villa?"

Feiyu shook her head and added a humorous remark, "It doesn't count, because you two are the only ones who are human."

Shen Que: "...That's fine."

[Old thief, your joke was a bit too sudden. It made me laugh for no apparent reason. It was completely speechless without any emotion.]

[The human-machine brother is still the same human-machine brother as always. He tells jokes in a calm tone that I can hardly hold back. I can also eat a meal at the same time. There is no doubt that our brother is willing to cooperate with us.]

[The actor who brought all kinds of dangerous items to play, the sparrow who was dissatisfied with the food and wanted to complain, the little fish who disappeared and didn't know what he was doing, all the mycelium and NPCs present did not get the respect they deserved orz]

[Nonsense! This villa is clearly deserted! There's only a bird, a fish, and a non-human being who looks like the master of ghost stories (being beaten). The actor's own monster plus his two pets, I know there are three adorable creatures here, Yami Yami.]

The mycelium in his hand suddenly stopped moving, and when Chen Que lowered his head, the mycelium covering the surroundings also disappeared. Fei Yu guessed that it must have been done by Shi Yu. He heard a sound coming from the other side of the stairs and looked over.

Shi Yu was stunned for a moment when he met Fei Yu's gaze. After he walked closer, he asked, "I've reviewed the state of the mycelium. Do you want to continue?"

At this point, the transformation of the mycelium would basically have no effect. Fei Yu said it was okay, and Shi Yu continued to recall the remaining mycelium excitedly, trying to clear out everything.

The mycelium began to retreat at his feet. Fei Yu walked out of the door slowly and headed towards the cave. Most of the filaments covering the road surface had disappeared, and only the cave part remained as it was.

There was no trace of the strange patterns in the depths. A dark figure stood in the innermost part. Spider-web-like mycelium extended from both sides of the cave, wrapping around its body. Silky gelatinous objects were scattered throughout the dense pits.

Its face was wrapped in mycelium, making it difficult to see its specific appearance, just like a bandage wrapped around the exposed skin. Only the left eye was completely visible to the visitor, exactly the same as what Fei Yu had seen in the information before.

...was the owner of the villa who "died" on the first day.

"You're lucky. You haven't transformed yet." It looked at Feiyu calmly, its sinister gaze particularly cold, as if it couldn't wait to kill him right now. "But this is all coming to an end soon."

"You can feel your body changing, right? Those things will hollow out your internal organs until only cotton-like fillings are left. You will gradually become unable to breathe, and it will be difficult to walk. Finally, you will fall to the ground and be slaughtered."

It narrated the facts that were about to happen in the future, and the tone barely concealed its anticipation and malice: "If I cut your skin, all the blood in your body will flow out endlessly, and you will die in this dark place, great detective."

Fei Yu still had no expression on his face. Not to mention being frightened, he didn't even have any sense of empathy. The consciousness must have known that they were not the targets of its original revenge, but it was very immersed in it.

"Really? But unfortunately, you've got the wrong person." Feiyu mercilessly shattered its fantasy, a mocking smile on her lips. "Didn't you kill those people a long time ago? Isn't the day-to-day torture enough to make you stop?"

Fei Yu took a few steps forward, staring back at the consciousness's dissatisfied and angry eyes. "We've played this game so many times in the Kaidan game. Even if you torture it in different ways, you'll get tired of it eventually. How about trying something different this time?"

"I'm not going to die, and I'm not in the mood to play any boring pretend games with you. After all, I'm not the guy you resent." Fei Yu was quite uncooperative. He said this with a provocative smile, "Your plan may fail."

[Brother Movie Star: Extremely sarcastic. Hong Wen (even though he's wrapped like a mummy in mycelium and can't be seen) breaks through the defense of his consciousness: This person is madly provoking me! !]

[My brother said that only I can play tricks on others, no one else can play tricks on me. I will not participate in your revenge play. Goodbye!]

I can't take it anymore. Bitter Melon's consciousness feels like it's going to die of anger. It's really miserable, and it's really cruel. Of all the strange stories I've read, I feel that Gudao's consciousness has experienced the worst. Bullying, oppression, PUA, and unexpected buffs are stacked up.

[In the first game, I felt a bit sympathetic because the consciousness was so miserable, but it was killed so cruelly that it felt not very pitiful. Well, in the sequel, I can sympathize with it as much as I can. After all, it has to face the only true god of concept (light the candle)]

The aura around the consciousness body suddenly became gloomy. Although Fei Yu could not really see its expression because of its mummy-like appearance, he could imagine the terrible expression on its face based on the sudden attack of the mycelium.

Fei Yu raised the blade and cut off the mycelium flying in the air. The thin filaments climbed up his shoes in an attempt to stop his steps, but to no avail. The sharp threads passed in front of his eyes and almost pierced the important eye organs of the human body.

During this period, Fei Yu's eyes did not even blink. He stared straight at the figure not far away and turned the direction of the dagger in his hand.

The smaller the distance became, the more frantic the mycelium became, inevitably climbing up his thighs and arms, extending into binding straps, until his figure could no longer be seen.

But the consciousness frowned. It did not sense any existence. It controlled the mycelium to spread out, and nothing was left on the empty ground.

On the back, which it didn't notice, a shadow was surging on the back of the consciousness, and a hand soaked in dark fluid stretched out from it, grasping the blade and stabbing down fiercely.

The conscious body turned its head as if it sensed something, but a sharp pain came the next moment. Its neck was cut off and the separated head fell to the ground, but its eyeballs were still moving, and then they froze in the place where there should have been no one.

Fei Yu stood there, blood dripping from the tip of the knife. He lowered his eyes coldly, his gaze falling on the fallen head of the consciousness.

"It's useless, you can't kill me." The voice of the consciousness was sharp and mocking. The mycelium was repairing its body, lifting the head and trying to reinstall it on the neck. Feiyu used a knife to cut off the repair filaments.

Even if the mycelium was severed, new ones would catch up and repair it. The consciousness simply laughed: "Are you going to die here? Human energy is limited. But don't worry, the other two outsiders will be here to accompany you soon."

Fei Yu slowly turned his wrist, pressed down the tip of the knife and pierced through the head of the consciousness, splitting it in two. Scarlet liquid splattered everywhere. Fortunately, he retreated in time and the liquid did not stain his body.

"Who said I was going to kill you?"

Fei Yu leaned forward, and he smiled friendlyly, "You are very weak at this time, aren't you? There is also a phenomenon of annexation among high-risk ghost stories. Why don't you guess what I will do next?"