Chapter 17 Welcome Party (Seventeen)
Mu Yu moved.
The props on the ground were quickly turned over one by one, and any one with a blue cross on the bottom was the target.
He lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and raced against time to destroy it.
"...You may think that I was like this when I was on stage just now, but, isn't that the same thing now?"
The paper was torn into pieces, and the tin cans and plastic bottles were all crushed.
"You won't die on stage, but you might die in a water tank. Shouldn't we discuss this matter in advance before taking action?"
"Who can hold his breath better, who moves faster, who is suitable to go into the water tank, who is suitable to stay outside, which choice will give us a better chance of surviving together..."
Mu Yu panted and broke a stick in the corner, sending wood chips flying.
"If you really have no other choice, then I won't blame you, because I would do the same!"
In the water tank.
Lu Zhongnian slowly sank to the center.
He stretched out his hand and touched the cool glass with his fingertips.
【That’s why.】
【Because of this, a certain instinct emerged in my body. 】
These two sentences popped up in my mind for no reason.
The boy outside the water tank said angrily: "But not now. There is still a chance. Why are you doing this?!"
"Yes, even if we discuss it, we may have to arrange it like this in the end, because I don't have the physical strength, but I'm even worse at holding my breath, and I can't hold it for long!" Mu Yu panted.
He pushed himself to the limit of speed, the veins on his neck slightly showing: "But I don't like your behavior of treating danger as a desperate situation and sacrificing yourself without saying a word!"
"Even if we are really facing a desperate situation, why don't we try our best to treat it as a level and work together to find a way to survive?!"
Lu Chongnian's eyes moved slightly.
A very strange feeling suddenly arose in his heart.
In fact, since he stepped into the theater today, everything seemed to be abnormal.
——It does not refer to the abnormalities caused by the copy created by this unnatural force.
Rather, it was a kind of abnormality that seemed to be felt by only him in the vast crowd.
Lu Chongnian didn't know what it was. He kept observing it, but could never find its source. Only strange instincts and unfamiliar thoughts appeared in his mind from time to time.
Just like now.
He rarely regrets his choices, and the fact is that he doesn't regret it too much at this moment.
Just as Mu Yu said, judging from the physical strength and lung capacity of the two, the best option is for him to go into the water tank while Mu Yu stays outside.
But at this moment, he suddenly remembered clearly - Mu Yu, the monitor of Class 32 of Xinlian No. 1 Middle School, was not a person who would act on his emotions at such a time. He would make the right choice.
Then, recalling his almost thoughtless action just now, Lu Chongnian felt that he had become strange and unfamiliar at that moment.
He thought for a moment and raised his left hand.
It was a marker with a red X on it.
Imagine: All words written by this pen can be mirrored.
Lu Zhongnian wrote: [Don’t be angry]
He raised his eyes and saw the boy outside the water tank sweeping the blue props to the corner with his back to him.
Lu Chongnian paused there and waited patiently.
The next second, the boy ran farther, panting, without looking back.
Lu Zhongnian: “…”
...He tilted his head slightly, looked at the four words he had written silently, put the cap on the oil pen, and made a helpless expression.
Place one foot on the ground and use the force to float upwards.
After he entered the water tank, nothing else unusual happened inside the tank. Only the water level rose a little, and was now one centimeter away from the glass cover.
No one knows where the squeezed air goes, and anyway, we cannot look at this sealed glass water tank from a scientific perspective.
There was little air left, but it should allow him to take two or three more breaths.
Lu Chongnian raised his head, broke the water to breathe, and checked the junction between the glass top cover and the water tank.
——There is a mechanism.
This glass top cover can theoretically be opened.
But at this moment, these mechanisms seemed to be rusted. They could only be seen but did not work. It was obviously the work of the copy.
Lu Chongnian suddenly thought that this huge glass jar did not seem to be specially made in the copy to torture the players, otherwise there would be no need to design such useless details.
Could this be a prop that exists in the prop area of the real Xinlian Theater?
What is it used for?
Chang Sen is the one who knows this place best among them, but it's a pity that I've never heard him mention this thing before. Maybe he didn't expect it to have such an effect.
Lu Chongnian suddenly thought of something, sank down, and floated in the center of the water tank. His black eyes scanned every corner of the transparent glass tank.
After confirming one thing, he swam forward, uncapped the oil-based pen, and wrote another line.
After writing, he put away his pen, swam towards the flat-headed man, and picked up the phone that fell next to the latter.
The screen on the front of this phone has been shattered into a spider web.
Lu Zhongnian fell into deep thought.
Regarding what happened to the two roommates in the last round after they entered this copy, both he and Mu Yu should now be able to figure out a clear development path.
After the graded copy arrives, the two should be able to summon monsters quickly.
The monster sent out an invitation, and a feeling of impending death descended upon the two. What choice did they make at that time?
In fact, anyone who is not a fool should understand that in this kind of copy, there will never be such a cheap good thing as "if you reject the monster, the monster will let you go."
Refusal may be a dead end, but accepting the invitation may lead to a way out.
So it was probably at that time that the flat-headed man stepped forward and entered the water tank.
Of course, for various reasons, they may not have tried to hit the water tank with props beforehand, so after discovering this, they immediately fell into panic.
The light coming out of the darkness that he and Mu Yu had seen before was most likely emitted by the flat-headed man's cell phone.
While suffocating, he tried to call for help using the flashlight on his mobile phone.
The light did penetrate the black wall, but at that time Lu Chongnian and Mu Yu were both unable to move.
And was the screen of this mobile phone later broken by the black shadow monster, or was it the work of the underground monster that Mu Yu mentioned before... ?
Or are these two actually the same monster?
Lu Chongnian looked at the motionless black shadow on the side of the water tank.
Mu Yu continued to destroy blue × items, and the monster's form continued to shake and tremble.
It's like an old TV. Because the signal is unstable, the picture is often distorted, as if it will turn into a horizontal beam of light and disappear completely at any time.
Lu Zhongnian continued to think.
The flat-headed man should have died soon, but the copy of the prop area continued afterwards. Perhaps it was because the first player "failed to try out the props", and the monster needed the next target.
However, the process of the monster making the invitation and the player answering the question is essentially a very short one. The reason why this copy lasted so long was probably because another person in the roommate group hid in the flowered shirt.
As long as the player is not seen by this monster, they will be safe.
But safety is destined to be temporary, unless he wants to be trapped in this copy for the rest of his life.
So the floral shirts had to come out eventually.
He stood up and faced the monster, and obviously did not make the same choice as the flat-headed man.
Then his current location could not possibly be outside this copy—
With a loud bang!
Lu Zhongnian suddenly looked to the right.
Mu Yu rushed out from a pile of debris nearby, with a deformed figure chasing after him!
His feet were facing backwards, his body was forward, his flowered shirt was twisted like a rope, his skin was swollen, and he was crawling and jumping madly towards Mu Yu. There was no rationality in his eyes, and there was a striking blue X on his face!
Dead players become props for monsters.
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Mu Yu discovered the floral shirt when he opened a drawer to check if there were any other blue props hidden inside.
A person was folded up like a piece of clothing.
The calves, thighs, arms, face, chest and abdomen, all parts were squeezed together in an incredible way, and a blue X was clearly printed on the purple-gray profile.
At that moment, Mu Yu's breathing stopped.
He had already thought that when they stepped into the prop area but did not immediately encounter a graded copy, the man in the flowered shirt in the other space must have come out at that moment to face the monster and reject the other party's invitation.
The man in the flowered shirt must be dead, but Mu Yu never thought that he would die in this way.
His heart sank, and the only eye exposed on the profile of the face in the drawer suddenly opened.
The arm stretched out from this drawer.
…
Mu Yu’s physical strength is almost reaching its limit.
Every breath seemed to pull on his lungs, and his chest and throat hurt.
But you can't stop, you can't rest.
Lu Zhongnian is still in the water tank!
He gasped, staggered forward, and picked up a rope from the ground at the moment he fell. Then he bounced up with one hand, quickly circled the end of the rope to make a knot, and suddenly twisted his body to throw it towards the floral shirt.
Imagine: this rope can catch any prey that the person holding it wants to catch!
The next second, the neck of the man in the flowered shirt was accurately captured. Mu Yu ran around a cabinet twice quickly, forcibly pulled the man in the flowered shirt in front of the cabinet, and then tied the remaining rope around his chest.
The man in the floral shirt was fixed in place, unable to move. He could only struggle and roar frantically, saliva spurting out continuously, and the cabinet was moved with a clanging sound.
His body had been completely deformed, his face was filled with desire for food, his facial features were stretched to the extreme, he didn't look like a human at all, but some kind of animal, the roar coming from his throat sounded like a protest, or a desperate cry.
Mu Yu was covered in sweat and his back was cold.
He picked up a brick with a blue X on it from the ground.
In the water tank, Lu Chongnian stuck to the wall of the tank, staring at him closely.
The man in the flowered shirt opened his mouth towards Mu Yu, his teeth colliding up and down, making a clicking sound. His lifeless eyes, full of bloodshot, were filled with tears, and his figure was reflected in the tears.
Mu Yu tightened his hands.
He turned his back to everything in the room and said in a hoarse voice: "...Don't..."
He held the brick high.
“…They were abused!”
Black and red blood was sprayed on the cabinet.
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