Chapter 74 Hell Community

As soon as the clock struck 18:00, everything in the copy seemed to be subtly different. The next second after Qiao Song stepped into the Tongue-Pulling Apartment, he felt that he could speak.

When I picked up the badge in my hand, I saw that the Q-version pattern of the little tongue on it had disappeared, leaving only a blank badge.

Qiao Song looked at Tang Xiaoxiao beside him. The latter shook his head and seemed to have not regained the ability to speak. Tang Xiaoxiao's badge was not on him.

The security guards were already in the lobby preparing to change shifts. When Qiao Song was accompanying Tang Xiaoxiao to get the badge, he saw the fat security guard he knew from the Ghost Story Middle School. He was standing with a guy who was much thinner than him. There were a total of four security guards in the Tongue-pulling Apartment, and they were on duty in pairs, some taller, some shorter, some fatter, and some thinner.

Tang Xiaoxiao found the locker in the hall where she had stored her badges. After she touched the badge with a Q-version tongue pattern on it with her hands, she regained the ability to speak.

It seems that the tongue can only be retrieved by touching the badge.

Qiao Song also changed into the security uniform at this time. The fat security guard recognized her as soon as he saw her and this time he used sign language.

"So it's you. Have you been to the dungeon before?" the fat security guard asked.

Qiao Song nodded: "I want to buy a map of the Infinite Highway. The wider the area, the better. Do you know where I can buy it?"

There are 18-story buildings in the local community, so she has to at least lock on the target in advance.

The fat security guard thought for a while after hearing this, then asked his colleague next to him for a piece of paper and wrote down two store names.

[Fourth floor: Niejing boutique]

[Fifteenth floor: Crucifixion Archaeology and Cultural and Creative Center]

It seems that the maps can be bought in these two places, so Qiao Song directly added these two stores to his priority check-in list.

The fat security guard asked her again: "Do you still have the business card I gave you?"

Qiao Song directly took out the business card. She had taken it out and looked at it before entering the dungeon. Apart from the words "Hell Community Tongue-Pulling Apartment Security Team", there was not even any contact information. But after entering the dungeon, several patterns appeared on the business card.

Those patterns are like deformed special words, like a chain, cross-binding this business card.

'This thing can help you avoid a trial. In the Hell community, players with high moral values ​​are easily targeted by ghosts. If you carry this with you, you can leave the dungeon earlier after successfully checking in nine times.'

The fact that he could enter the Tongue-Pulling Apartment on the first floor showed that Qiao Song had a relatively high moral value. But before the fat security guard could continue to persuade him, he was surprised to find that Qiao Song silently picked up the security jacket he had just taken out of the locker and hung on his arm.

He is definitely in the same industry.

The fat security guard's eyes gradually widened, and an anxious look suddenly appeared on his face. He signed rapidly, like he was making seals.

'You applied for a security job?!'

'If you apply for a security guard position, even if you clock in at half of the stores, you won't be able to leave early! If you want to leave early, you have to clock in at all the stores.'

Qiao Song blinked his eyes and said, "I'm a temporary worker by profession. I love what I do. If I don't find a job, I always feel that I'll run out of money." Some players whose soul coin balances are close to seven figures said so.

The fat security guard sighed. He quite liked this player from the Ghost Story Middle School and didn't want to see her die in this copy.

"Then, when I'm on duty at night, you just follow me and don't run around. It's past 18:00 now. The girl with you is a tourist. She has to check in at least one building every day. You can check in at our apartment first today..."

'Give me the badge and I'll help you get the punch-in slip.'

Seeing this, Qiao Song raised his hand: "We already have the check-in sheet. We just checked in at the barber shop."

A question mark slowly appeared above the fat security guard's head.

If I remember correctly, this group of players came in at around 5 o'clock, right? With more than half an hour left before 6 o'clock, did they go straight to the barber shop next door?

Although the mini-games in the first few levels of hell buildings are not difficult, they can’t be this simple, right?

The fat security guard exhaled slowly, without asking carefully, and suddenly he realized how this kid could understand sign language. He pointed to the sign language instruction on the wall and said, "You understand this?"

The only difficulty for new players entering the Tongue-Pulling Apartment is that if they want to communicate with NPCs, they can only do so by reading sign language. For example, Tang Xiaoxiao is still taking notes and learning while watching, but Qiao Song does not have this process.

She nodded and asked in confusion, "Why do I remember that when we met in the dungeon outside last time, you didn't seem to know sign language yet?"

At this time, someone next to him answered for him.

"Oh, that's because Uncle Liu was just transferred to the first floor not long ago. He didn't have time to learn sign language, so he asked for leave and left the dungeon."

It was the tall security guard who had been observing silently from the sidelines after his shift change who suddenly interrupted.

Seeing Qiao Song turned to look at him, he immediately raised his hand with a smile: "Hello, little girl, my name is Tu Kang, and I used to be a cartoonist. My professional intuition tells me that you have a lot of stories. We can chat when we have time! I can pay you for your story."

Ordinary NPCs would not call themselves cartoonists.

Qiao Song silently observed Tu Kang, who had taken off his work clothes after his shift change, and gradually understood: "Are you a player?"

Tukang smiled and said, "It won't be that soon, but my promise still stands. Your story is very interesting at first glance. You are welcome to come and trade with me anytime."

After this guy changed out of his security uniform, his entire temperament seemed to have changed. He was wearing a black hooded sweatshirt, a pair of ragged gray jeans, and a strange notebook in his pocket. He really looked like a decadent cartoonist who was ready to go out on the streets to collect folk songs at any time.

Tu Kang greeted the fat security guard and said, "Uncle Liu, I'm going out for a walk." Then he left the Tongue-Pulling Apartment.

Tang Xiaoxiao was surprised: "Sister Qiao Song, what did he just say...?"

Can players actively choose to become NPCs? Even when they are so conscious.

Although Qiao Song had told them about the hearse entertainment terminal before, they could understand that accepting the copy permissions would mean changing their identities.

But how can ordinary players actively choose to become NPCs?

Qiao Song intuitively felt that Tu Kang was not lying.

Because before entering the apartment, she noticed that there were four figures of different heights, weights and body types in the security photo.

When she applied for a job as a security guard, she was only given a set of clothes and a baton.

Tukang has already appeared in the photo with the NPC.

Because she is a temporary worker and Tu Kang is a regular employee?

The fat security guard named Liu did not explain the matter of Tu Kang to Qiao Song. Instead, he asked her to listen less to that guy's nonsense.

"Clear this instance as soon as possible and leave. The Hell Community is not a good place. The further you go down from here, the more likely you are to run into scum. Just follow us on your night patrol."

After saying that, he took out a seal from the front desk.

"Our first level game is very simple, don't be nervous."

[Ding——Welcome to the Tongue Pulling Apartment game. Warm reminder: If you want to keep your tongue, please be sure to tell the truth.]

A cloud of red smoke floated out from the seal held by the fat security guard and gradually condensed into a large red pair of pliers.

[Ding——Please answer: Among carrots, coriander, and apples, which one do you hate the most? ]

What kind of a weird question is this?

Qiao Song said without hesitation: "Coriander."

[The answer is true - Congratulations on completing today's check-in! 】

The fat security guard picked up the seal and stamped a small round seal on Qiao Song's time clock. It was a pattern of a tongue with a pair of pliers next to it.

It’s that simple?

Tang Xiaoxiao suddenly tapped her palm and suddenly realized, "Sister Qiao Song, it turns out you hate coriander. No wonder you looked like that when we were eating hot pot last time."

They had a hotpot once in the RV. Qiao Song tasted Tang Xiaoxiao's beef, which was sprinkled with some chopped coriander from the soaked bread. Qiao Song didn't know that, but his face turned green instantly after taking a bite.

Thinking of these two people, I couldn't help but laugh.

Perhaps because she felt that the question was relatively simple, Tang Xiaoxiao stood in front of the pliers very relaxed, waiting for her questions.

[Ding——Please answer: Have you ever lied to the companion next to you? ]

Tang Xiaoxiao, who had been smiling just now, was suddenly stunned. After a few seconds, at the urging of the pliers, she nodded gently and slowly.

[The answer is true - Congratulations on completing today's check-in! 】

The fat security guard nearby indicated in sign language that before completing the game every day, they had to return to the apartment to take a truth test. Even if they had to move to a new residence due to a decrease in moral values, they still had to return to the apartment and answer a truth question. Otherwise, even if they left the dungeon, they would lose the ability to speak.

Although it is a bit troublesome to answer questions every day, fortunately the game is not difficult and you just need to tell the truth.

Qiao Song walked out two steps in his security uniform, only to find that Tang Xiaoxiao was still standing there in a daze.

Tang Xiaoxiao didn't dare to look at her, and said in a low voice: "Sister Qiao Song, don't you want to ask me?"

Qiao Song raised his eyebrows: "It's hard for people not to lie in their lives, right? Is the thing you lied to me about something very serious that might even threaten my life?"

Tang Xiaoxiao immediately shook her head: "No, no, it was about me. We had just met at that time, and I lied."

"That's it. It's just your personal matter. It doesn't matter if you didn't tell the truth. Well, I'm going out for patrol soon. According to our previous agreement, you will be a tourist in this round. Explore the situation inside the apartment. There must be players coming in and out of this apartment every day. Just go and get some information. Don't go out easily for the time being."

She did not confess the lie she had told, and Qiao Song did not ask her any further questions.

Tang Xiaoxiao's eyes turned red.

"I'll try my best." She walked deeper into the apartment holding the notebook.

If you want to collect intelligence about an apartment, the workload is not small.

Tongue-Pulling Apartment is not a small apartment. The entire outermost circle of hell is within the scope of this apartment. It can even be said to be the largest building in the hell community. They discovered this when they were selecting the building on the self-service machine.

Until the rules of the badge trial are understood, it may be safer for players with tourist status to stay in the building.

People like Qiao Song who choose to apply for a job will carry corresponding weapons, such as batons.

Before 18:00, the baton was still in a half-dead state. After 18:00, Qiao Song felt that the free tool issued by the unit seemed to be quite useful.

[A police baton with a strong sense of justice, but a weakness is that he is a chatterbox (you can save yourself 30 years of detours by becoming a security guard when you are young!)]

[The higher the holder's morality, the stronger the baton's paralyzing effect; the higher the holder's sin value, the stronger the baton's tearing effect]

This thing is a powerful weapon in the hands of Qiao Song, whose double value is almost full, but she is very curious, why a baton is marked as a chatterbox?

Ten minutes later, Qiao Song quickly found out the reason.

After 18:00, the community became bustling and chaotic. At the door of each building, there were some ghosts staring eagerly. Some of them were staring at the bounty notices that appeared on the outer wall, and some were staring at the humans walking around, who were obviously players.

The characteristic of the Tongue-Pulling Apartment is that you cannot speak. Players cannot speak during the day, and NPCs cannot speak during the day and at night. However, not everyone can understand sign language. Most of the ghosts who have been trapped in hell for a long time and cannot get out are those who are deeply sinful and keep trying to escape judgment. Do you still expect others to understand your sign language and quarrel with you by pressing hand prints?

So no one knows who developed such a set of tools for this group of dumb NPCs on the first level.

The fat security guard raised his baton and pointed it directly at a large group of people who came with ill intentions. He looked very imposing.

[A police baton with a strong sense of justice, but his weakness is that he is a chatterbox]

The people from the other side who came to cause trouble were initially a little disdainful of these mutes who came out of the Tongue-Pulling Apartment, but after seeing the other side's batons, a very complicated expression appeared on their faces, and they even silently took a step back.

Soon, a big jagged mouth suddenly appeared on the baton in the fat security guard's hand, and it started cursing at the monsters that had come to the door of the apartment.

"Who do I think they are? A bunch of little punks with nothing to do every day just running to the door of our apartment, right? How come the new players in our own building are not enough for you to mess with? There are so many bounties but you dare not touch the newcomers of the apartment who are lying in ambush at the door of the first floor. If you accidentally run into a powerful one, won't you guys have to run away again? I'm telling you to go to the lava door at the bottom floor and take a look at your cowardly looks..."

The police baton kept cursing without a break, spitting as he did so, causing the group of ghosts who were looking for trouble to lose momentum before the fight even started.

Qiao Song watched with great interest from behind.

I never thought that there are always more solutions than problems. A mute can also curse and have his own magic attacks.

Qiao Song even keenly noticed that the little guy assigned to him was even eager to try after hearing his colleagues cursing.

Fortunately, the war of words did not last too long. Both sides were not pushovers. Seeing the two old security guards standing in the front and the ghosts on the side making eye contact, they were ready to find another breakthrough point.

I saw a human player who was obviously being held hostage being pushed out by the ghosts. The ghosts didn't dare to enter the apartment, but this person could.

"I, I'll complete today's check-in..."

This human player must have stayed in the apartment before, but due to his low moral value, he had to go to the building on the lower floor.

Because of the special nature of the Tongue-Pulling Apartment, he had to come here every day to punch in and tell the truth before clearing the copy.

A large iron clamp flew down from a large sign that appeared every few meters on the top of the apartment. Just like the test that Qiao Song had taken before, the red iron clamp began to ask questions.

[Ding——Please answer: The ghosts accompanying you this time attacked the Tongue Pulling Apartment in order to get a few pliers? ]

The player turned pale with fear, as if he had anticipated this consequence, but he had to tell the truth, otherwise he would lose his tongue.

"Three..."

The ghosts behind him immediately cursed: "I told you not to use those tricks when attacking the Dumb Apartment. It's better to just rob it!"

After saying this, a ghost immediately came up and grabbed the red pliers.

Because the question answered by the player was true, the pliers had no way of entering the attack state. Before flying back to the sign above the head, it was almost caught by these ghosts. The security guard also raised the electric baton in his hand at this time.

"You bunch of bastards, who told you to touch our things here? I'm warning you again, get back off immediately!"

The sound did not come from the security guard's mouth, but from something in his hand.

The big, jagged mouth on the baton spurted out saliva rapidly, cursed a hundred or eighty dirty words in one breath, and then uttered the last sentence.

"You are a bunch of bastards. Don't you understand what I am saying? This is my last warning!"

After three warnings, the security guard was finally able to take the initiative.

The two police batons with their mouths wide open were suddenly covered with a layer of electric light.

The ghosts seemed to have expected this scene, and immediately encouraged each other: "Don't be afraid, the brothers in front have experience, these two are just paper tigers, their sin value is very low, and the batons hitting them will only have a paralyzing effect! Everyone just have to get through this time, we must grab a pair of pliers, otherwise we will not be alive to report back!"

Qiao Song stood behind and watched for a while, then realized that this group of little devils came to hold the players hostage in order to snatch the pliers from the Tongue-Pulling Apartment after the truth-telling session.

What's the use of taking these pliers back?

The moment the ghosts rushed into the apartment, she heard a prompt in her mind.

[Ding - Warm reminder, alien creatures are attacking your apartment. Please perform your duty as a security guard and protect the apartment! Mission failed, morality value reduced by 10 points. Complete the mission of protecting the apartment, and you can get the special item "Pliers" after the morning shift change]

The two security guards were the first to rush forward with batons, beating the swarm of ghosts and monsters one by one, but the paralyzing effect of the batons was minimal for the ghosts and monsters.

The goblins quickly dragged out two human players from somewhere and asked them to complete today's truth punching in front of the sign. Immediately, two new pliers flew down.

After the player answers the question, as long as he tells the truth, the pliers will not enter attack mode. The period before it flies back to the sign is the best time to grab the pliers!

There were so many ghosts coming, enough to deal with two security guards!

As for the new security guard at the back, who was obviously applied for by a player, he was simply ignored by them.

Qiao Song shook the big guy in her hand. Because she didn't join in the verbal fight just now, the tool in her hand was actually a little sluggish.

"Come, let me teach you something today. When it comes to threatening someone, it will be more humiliating if you say it after you've knocked him down."

Unlike the other security guards, the moment Qiao Song turned on the electric baton, the firewood stick-like thing in his hand suddenly changed into a twisted, black, whip-like tool.

Snap——

Old Liu was a little dazed as he looked at the half ghost flying out from behind him. Looking back, he saw that the thing in Qiao Song's hand was no longer like an electric baton. It was like a twisted whip. When it touched each attacking ghost, it directly tore the opponent into two halves.

The other person's expression was even more confused than his.

Qiao Song looked at the extraordinarily active electric baton in his hand and said with emotion: "Your electric baton is quite useful."

Old Liu finally understood what Tu Kang meant when he told him during the shift change that there was a very interesting new player.

He calls this particularly interesting?

It was the first time that Lao Liu saw a new applicant for a security guard position use the tearing effect of a police baton like this.

How high is the sin value of this?

As time went on, the red moon in the sky became brighter and brighter, and the offensive of the ghosts gradually weakened. The main reason was that most of the ghosts were directly split in half by Qiao Song's electric baton. This was different from what was said at the beginning. Wasn't it said that they would only be knocked unconscious?

At 7 p.m., all the ghosts left, leaving only three human players with confused expressions. When they realized the security guards were approaching, they got up and slipped away.

The fat security guard named Liu patted Qiao Song's shoulder with satisfaction. Before he could sign, Baton spoke first.

"He was praising you for your good work, saying that he would put the props reward in your warehouse later. Well, I mean, sister, why don't we switch? Give the electric baton in your hand to Lao Liu. I also want to be your tool. The way you were showing off your might just now... Ouch!"

Old Liu hit the electric baton in his hand hard, and the chatterbox became much more honest and explained the rest of the words in a businesslike manner.

"Old Liu said that your guard duty has been completed. For the rest of the time, you can wear this outfit and carry a baton to go out and walk around. As long as people don't attack you, you'd better not fight back, otherwise your moral value will be reduced."

The baton in Old Liu's hand translated in a somewhat depressed tone. Looking at his hesitant attitude, it seemed that he wanted to exchange with his companion and shine in Qiao Song's hand.

The baton that Qiao Song had put away again, had been a little depressed because it had not joined in the verbal fight, but now it was extremely arrogant.

It turns out that in the hands of a boss with a sin value of 99, it can still be so majestic! In front of his companions, he blew 180 rainbow farts at Qiao Song until Qiao Song grabbed his neck and said, "Enough, be quiet, I don't like guys who are too noisy."

Qiao Song didn't expect that the security guards in the Tongue-Pulling Apartment were all mute, but they were equipped with more tools and were more talkative than the others.

Old Liu said that when Qiao Song goes out for free patrol in this security uniform, few ghosts would dare to provoke her. If she sees a checkpoint she wants to enter, she can go in and take a look.

After thinking about it, Qiao Song decided to release the bandaged ghost he had caught before.

After the little ghost came out of the puppet thread, he shuddered when he saw her security uniform: "Um, do you need me to lead the way?"

It’s not like Qiao Song doesn’t know the way. She even knows where to buy a map.

Qiao Song pointed to the group of ghosts in the distance who had been beaten back and were running away quickly and asked him, "Why did these guys come to the Tongue Pulling Apartment to steal the pliers?"

After discovering that Qiao Song had regained the ability to speak, the Bandaged Ghost immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that this sister would type again and he was illiterate, and then he would be in danger of being fed to pigs again.

The bandaged ghost looked up at the moon in the sky, and based on the rich red color, he quickly determined that it was 7 p.m.

"Oh, they are trying to steal tools from the big ghosts. The first hour between night and day is when the blood moon is the lightest. The ghosts with less experience will come out at this time."

"Like the Tongue-Pulling Apartment on your first floor, ahem, generally, there are people with high moral values ​​and low sin values. The professional props in their hands can only have a deterrent effect at most..."

Gradually, his voice weakened, because he clearly saw the unique electric baton in Qiao Song's hand...

Damn... No way...

The bandaged ghost glanced at Qiao Song's wrist, because most human players would subconsciously hide their wristbands to prevent other ghosts or players from discovering their two values.

So the bandaged ghost only caught a glimpse of a slight but obvious reddish-black color.

His legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground.

Qiao Song pulled the puppet string and pulled him up: "Go on."

The Bandage Ghost's throat was a little dry. "So, there are ghosts who hold human players hostage to seize the corresponding sin execution props. For example, the execution tool in the Tongue Pulling Apartment is pliers, and the execution tool in the Scissors Salon next door is scissors."

But generally speaking, there aren't many ghosts who dare to do this, because every building has guards and no ghost would want to die.

Qiao Song nodded: "What is this tool used for?"

"You can remove the number on your body, so you don't have to be thrown into the corresponding hell to suffer."

The bandage ghost didn't know what he was thinking, and even took the initiative to lift a corner of the tightly wrapped bandages on his body, revealing a number on his wrist.

【No. 6】

The number was a little blurry, as if half of it had been erased.

"Like when I was in Hell No. 6, I was released after being punished halfway. I may have to be punished again to eliminate this number. Only then can I leave the hell community."

If you have execution tools, you don't have to suffer this pain. You just need to get the tool corresponding to Hell No. 6 and rub it on this number to eliminate it.

Qiao Song thought about it. If it was Hell No. 6, Copper Pillar Hell? Did this bandaged ghost set a fire before?

This is not the point. If I am not mistaken, aren't there too many ghosts trying to steal tools tonight?

Qiao Song dragged the bandaged ghost around for about an hour and found traces of fighting in front of almost every store. It seemed that ghosts had come to the store to steal execution tools not long ago.

Even the Bandage Ghost was a little confused: "Has some evil big ghost come to the Hell Community recently? Why is it driving these little ghosts around?"

He suddenly felt a little scared. Fortunately, he was captured by this human. Although he had temporarily lost his freedom, it was better to give him information and lead the way than to be controlled by the big ghost and die.

However, Qiao Song had a hunch that this could not be the group of big ghosts that he had brought in from the Hearse Entertainment Pit.

Each of them has committed quite a lot of crimes.

She didn't look around in vain. As she strolled around, she collected the bounties from various buildings. Soon she had collected a large pile, just like she was collecting banknotes.

And right under her feet, in a bloody world isolated from the Hell Commercial Street, the big ghosts who were beaten back to their original forms looked like a bunch of sticky bloody monsters. Each of them had a large number engraved on their body. After the first round of punishment, they were temporarily released.

"Damn it, when I get out, I will definitely hunt down that damned human in my own dungeon. It's been a long time since I came to the Infinite World. Hiss, it hurts so much."

They were unlucky. The gate to hell opened by the player sent almost all of their ghosts directly to the 17th level of the Stone Mill Hell. Every ghost was ground into meat paste and then their bodies were reshaped.

But all the ghosts did not dare to approach the corner, where a group of black lines and flashing electric light were pulling out several tools of different shapes through an electric wire.

There are scissors, a hammer, and a handkerchief with blood stains.

After using the three tools sacrificed by the little ghosts, three numbers have been eliminated from Boss Cai's body, which means that he no longer has to go to the three corresponding hells to be punished and can leave the hell community.

But the pain of the stone-mill hell is still vivid in my mind.

Boss Cai had already forgotten how many years it had been since he had recovered to his original form and could still feel this kind of pain.

"Qiao Song - when I leave hell, I will tear you apart -!"

At this time, he was not the only one who was muttering the name Qiao Song.

For some reason, a queue gradually formed in front of the entrance of the Hell Community dungeon, which was not very busy in the past. The entrance to the entire community was divided into about six or seven different areas, and now there were almost new players in every area.

The north entrance.

You Yitong, wearing a magician's suit, was tumbling a slightly old coin on his fingertips. With a flick of his thumb, the coin was thrown high up and then dropped down. It was a human head.

"Interesting, you actually came here."

He took the inspection bracelet from the NPC and happily stepped into the Hell Community.

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1. Tongue-Pulling Hell (Execution Tool, Iron Pliers)

Those who sow discord, slander, lie, speak slickly, and argue with others will be sent to the hell of tongue-pulling after death.