Chapter 256 Drill In
Fair skin, long black hair, a straight nose, slightly open rosy lips...
Like candidate No. 2 Wei Zhe, candidate No. 1 at this moment also retained his skin in the dungeon -
Minmin's appearance.
Wen Nan's sight slid from the black cloth covering the other's eyes to the collarbone, then to the lace edge below, and the slightly protruding translucent mesh fabric at the bottom...
The light in the storage room was too dim to see clearly, but with his experience of meeting countless people, Wen Nan still guessed that the model of the character Minmin in this copy seemed to be made with a purely female body?
But no matter what, this small test space should have been created by extracting the past memories of the player Jun Wuming.
In the previous test space of candidate No. 2, Wen Nan saw the other party's Western-style middle school uniform and immediately judged that it was Wei Zhe's memory of being bullied in school.
However, judging from the appearance of the person in front of him, Wen Nan had no way of telling which age the person had entered into - it was truly a case of a skilled cook having no rice to cook.
Just as I was thinking about it, the sounds of cooking and the range hood in the kitchen next door suddenly stopped.
Wen Nan turned his head and looked towards the kitchen, and saw the faceless woman holding a plate of freshly cooked hot dishes, humming a song, and walking towards the storage room.
Wen Nan didn't move, still standing in a position where he could just see the person inside through the crack in the door.
The faceless woman completely ignored Wen Nan, stood by the door, raised her hand, and knocked lightly on the storage room door with her fingertips.
Hearing the knock on the door, the person who was tied up in the room trembled with fear and subconsciously tried to hide backwards, but his hands were controlled and he could not break free, so he could only make the chains make clanging sounds.
The faceless woman heard the sound of the chains, laughed with satisfaction, and shouted inside: "Baby, this time on the test, you are 1 point away from full marks in math, 1 point away from full marks in physics, and 2 points away from full marks in Chinese, a total of 4 points. 1 point per hour, a total of four hours. Once you have reflected enough, I will let you out immediately."
The faceless woman spoke in a very calm voice. The people in the storage room did not respond, and did not even make a sound.
The faceless woman was somewhat dissatisfied with this, and added: "By the way, honey, Daddy's urn is right next to your feet. He will be watching over you in the room for me. If you don't reflect on yourself, Daddy will be sad too."
At this point, the sound of chains shaking was finally heard again in the storage room. The person inside was standing on tiptoe, trying to move away from the cold little square box next to him.
The faceless woman nodded in satisfaction. Soon, a line of words appeared above the storage room: [Fear value: 14; Desire value: 0; Conversion rate: 0.] Obviously, Jun Wuming was not afraid of many things. The highest fear value that the sheath of the magic staff could extract from the other party's memory was only 14, which was even much lower than the fear value that Wei Zhe had greatly reduced after successfully killing the giant puppet.
But, is the other party afraid of this faceless woman, or of being locked up in a small dark room?
If he is afraid of this faceless woman, then this question is relatively simple. As long as Jun Wuming's fear of this faceless woman is transformed into desire, it will be fine.
But if he was afraid of being locked up in the dark room... did he have to go to the dark room? This dark room wasn't for Irene, so why did he have a desire for it? Anyway, this was Jun Wuming's childhood trauma? Locked up in the dark room for an hour for missing a point on the test? What kind of parents are so perverted? If he grew up in such an environment, it's no wonder that person looks like he has facial paralysis all day long. It would be strange if he didn't develop schizophrenia.
But, it's fine to lock him up in a small dark room, but why do they have to strip him of his clothes? The wooden frame, the ropes, the shackles... I always feel that they are a bit out of place in this house, like some kind of patchwork product.
But on second thought, it's nothing, after all, it's just a test illusion, memories and dreams, it's normal to be different from reality. Just like the test space of candidate No. 2, in the middle school public toilet, the place of school bullying, the appearance of such a huge puppet is also very inconsistent.
As Wen Nan was thinking this, he saw the faceless woman carrying the dish she had just cooked into the living room, where she sat on the sofa, put the dish down, took off her apron, and began to eat alone while watching the news.
Wen Nan retracted his gaze and looked back at the storage room.
Minmin looked much calmer than Wei Zhe just now. If she wasn't covered in sweat, Wen Nan would have suspected that she was almost getting used to the narrow and dark environment and was about to fall asleep in it.
A drop of sweat condensed on the other's forehead, slid down the other's pale cheek, and slid to the chin, then dripped from the chin, wetting the lace edge on the chest.
Wen Nan stared at the wet white lace quietly for a while, and suddenly a faint light flashed in the room.
Raising his eyes, Wen Nan looked towards the light source and found that there was a faint golden light floating in the palm of Minmin's imprisoned hand.
Is that... Root Breaking Slash?
The golden lightsaber gradually solidified in the opponent's palm. The moment the slender fingers grasped the hilt, the words floating on the roof immediately changed -
[Fear value: 12; Desire value: 0; Conversion rate: 0.] Wen Nan was slightly startled.
Xiaojun's trust and reliance on his main skill allowed the lightsaber to directly offset 2 points of fear the moment it appeared in the opponent's palm.
If that's the case...
Wen Nan was just thinking about it when he saw the other party turn his wrist, and the lightsaber in his palm immediately turned and slashed straight towards Wen Nan.
Wen Nan was really surprised, and when he tried to dodge to the side, the golden light had already fallen from above his head.
The sword blade fell on the door of the storage room and the invisible wall in front of Wen Nan, just like a kitchen knife falling on tofu, splitting it without any hindrance.
In an instant, a gap was created in the entire Test Space No. 1.
Wen Nan took a breath, lowered his head and looked over, and found that when the sword blade just brushed past his shoulder, it actually burned a tiny scratch on his clothes there.
Turning back to look at the storage room, I saw the numbers floating above change again -
[Fear value: 6; Desire value: 0; Conversion rate: 0.] As expected of a gold-level player's main skill, this Breaking Slash, with one strike of the sword, even pierced through the test space. With such a powerful destructive weapon in hand, no matter how bound by the nightmare of memory, the opponent would probably no longer have too much fear of the environment he was in.
So, naturally, this sword cut off half of the fear value, leaving only 6 points.
However, Xiaojun encountered the same problem as Wei Zhe - these lost fear values were not converted into desire values at all.
Obviously, the opponent also realized this, so after the sword was slashed down, there was no sign of relief or relaxation on Xiaojun's face. On the contrary, the opponent clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and directly put away the lightsaber in his palm.
With Genpozhan's strength, it would not be a problem to destroy the entire test space directly. It would also be easy to remove the ropes and shackles that bound him, but this would only do harm to solving the problem, not good.
Now the fear value is only 6 points. If it drops to 0, the opponent will face the same problem as Wen Nan.
Therefore, Xiaojun chose to give up the weapon in his hand and maintain the status quo in order to preserve his remaining fear value.
The faceless woman who was eating in the living room apparently heard the noise coming from the storage room next door. She made a puzzled sound from her throat, then stood up, walked to the door of the storage room, turned around, and looked at the invisible wall that was stabbed by Genpozhan.
She peered out from the hole for a moment, then shook her head, stood up again, glanced back at the door of the storage room, and warned in a low voice: "Reflect on yourself and don't play tricks."
Back in the living room, the faceless woman pushed the half-eaten meal aside, brought out a basket of fruit from under the coffee table, and picked out an orange.
Holding the orange in her hand, the faceless woman turned her head, looked around for a while, and finally looked at the body lying on its back next to the sofa. Then she reached out and pulled out the fruit knife from behind the body.
The movement was so natural, as if what was lying at her feet was not a corpse, but a knife rack.
Holding the fruit knife in her hand, the faceless woman was about to cut the orange, but her finger touched a dent on the handle and her movement paused.
Putting the orange down, the faceless woman raised the fruit knife and put the dent against her flat face, as if she was observing it very carefully.
It was a symbol shaped like an "m" with an upward arrow coming out of the tail.
It is a variation of the Scorpio rune, and is exactly the same shape as one of the runes on the sheath of the Scepter.
After stroking the hollowed-out rune for a long time, the faceless woman suddenly became furious. Thick black blood oozed out of her skin. She trembled all over and screamed—
"Ah! Bastard! You'd rather die than let me have it! Bastard! Bastard!"
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The faceless woman raised the dagger high and stabbed hard at the back of the corpse at her feet. Every time the corpse shouted "bastard", she stabbed harder.
The blood oozing from the faceless woman's body gushed out like a fountain and merged into the thick black blood that covered the ground under her feet.
When the corpse on the ground was stabbed into a honeycomb by the faceless woman, she was finally exhausted and knelt in the blood with a plop, "Why, why can't you give it to me..."
Wen Nan stood in the darkness, watching the faceless woman go crazy. When she finally stopped, Wen Nan turned around and looked in the direction of the storage room. He found that the words floating above had changed again without him noticing.
[Fear value: 11; Desire value: 0; Conversion rate: 0.] Did the faceless woman's mad behavior towards the corpse increase the fear value by another 5 points? What was the source of her fear? Wen Nan didn't have time to think about this question.
In the storage room, the slender body was gradually covered with sweat, and the blood color on the cheek covered with black cloth faded bit by bit.
In order to maintain the fear value, Xiaojun no longer used any skills or equipment. At this moment, this sensitive body was just a thin young woman. Being hung in the air for such a long time, her toes could hardly touch the ground. It was already very difficult for her to maintain a standing posture, not to mention that she was trapped in the small and dark space that she feared the most, with the ashes of her dead father, and the crazy screams of the faceless woman in the living room kept coming to her ears.
The double torture of physical and mental torture is almost enough to push the opponent to the limit of endurance.
The bloodless pair of lips were slightly opened, breathing rapidly, but it seemed that he could not take in enough air and was about to suffocate.
Wen Nan stood outside the invisible wall of the test space, watching everything quietly, his brows unconsciously furrowed.
He needs to help the other party.
When this thought came to his mind, Wen Nan turned his head and his eyes fell on the long black mark on his shoulder.
Just now, when the root-breaking sword fell beside Wen Nan, it burned a mark like this on his clothes...
In other words, the root breaking slash did not just pierce the inner wall of the room in the dream, but also directly broke through the invisible wall surrounding the test space.
If that's the case...
Wen Nan stretched out his hand and touched the gap created by the lightsaber with his fingertips. Sure enough, his fingers seemed to pass through a transparent barrier and directly entered the room on the other side.
In other words, Wen Nan could get into this narrow gap of Xiaojun and enter a place that he was not allowed to enter.
Thinking of this, Wen Nan glanced in the direction of the living room and confirmed that the faceless woman was still kneeling in the blood, going crazy at the corpse. She didn't pay any attention to this side at all, so she put her head directly into the gap.
That transparent wall was not hard. Once a hole was made in it, the surrounding area would be easily torn apart.
In this way, Wen Nan successfully entered the test space No. 1.
Standing in front of the storage room door, he unscrewed the door lock as quietly as possible, opened the door very slowly, locked it from the inside, and then, like a thief, crouched and tiptoed to the other person's side.
Wen Nan stood very close to the other person, observing him quietly.
At this distance, Wen Nan only needed to bend down slightly for their lips to touch. As long as he raised his hand slightly, he could touch the other person's slender waist covered with sweat.
The man's hands were tied on both sides and his eyes were covered with black cloth. He didn't notice Wen Nan approaching at all.
From this angle, Wen Nan lowered his eyes and could clearly see the rosy tip of the other person's tongue in his slightly opened lips.
He suddenly thought of the sentence in the system prompt - [You have full viewing authority. Candidates within the test space will not be able to detect your existence.]
Wen Nan, who was stuck with a bug, could not be detected by the candidates under test.
In other words, even if Wen Nan stood so close, Yu Shujun, Jun Wuming, or should she be called Minmin now, could not see or feel his presence.
He is like a transparent man, like a breath of air.
This realization made Wen Nan raise his hand, put his fingers into the other person's slightly opened lips, and gently touch the tip of his tongue with his fingertips.
A muffled groan escaped from the other person's throat.
Then his whole body trembled violently and the other party bit him hard.
"hiss--"
Wen Nan pulled his hand back in pain, leaving a row of tiny teeth marks on his fingers.
"Who?!" Yu Shujun's slightly hoarse voice sounded in the darkness.
Wen Nan: No, we agreed that we couldn't detect his existence. (End of this chapter)
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