Chapter 134 Don't be nervous, it's just an appetizer
The atmosphere grew heavy.
If Fang Chi is really dead, then everything that happened this afternoon may have to be re-examined.
Liu Yuche seemed to be thinking about something.
The water rippled under his feet, and Li Ziyue looked at his reflection on the water.
"Don't you doubt me?" Li Ziyue asked calmly, "Don't you doubt that I'm a fake person?"
Liu Yucheng smiled: "Everyone can only have one high-level pseudo-person. Your pseudo-person is the most special. The difference between you six years ago and you now is not a little bit."
"Really?" Li Ziyue said softly, "That's great."
The stairs to the third floor were located between room 12 and room 1. At this time, Liu Yuche was able to walk with the help of Li Ziyue. Just as she was about to take a step, she was stopped by Li Ziyue.
"Look down." Li Ziyue said in a deep voice.
I don't know when, the stairs were covered with dense, long, black hair. The stairs were backlit, very dark, and the water on the ground was turbid. These hairs were hidden in the water and could not be seen unless you looked carefully.
Weird hair is a common element in the dungeon. Both of them are frequent visitors to the dungeon, so they were not too surprised. However, the hair was very slippery after being soaked in water. People would slip if they were not careful when stepping on it. The stairs were also quite steep, so Li Ziyue avoided them carefully and tried not to step on them.
Halfway through the walk, he turned his head to look. Due to a sudden rainstorm, the pool in the center of the circular building had overflowed. Occasionally, he could see red and orange palm-sized koi fish swaying on the bottom floor, but there were no living creatures in the center of the pool. Thick black hair was sticking out of the pool.
Wherever there is hair, there are either living people hiding or dead people buried.
Li Ziyue recalled the challenge that [Li Ziyue] had issued to him earlier: "Find my true self on the 'opposite side' within 24 hours."
opposite?
Li Ziyue bit her lower lip lightly and felt a chill on the back of her neck without any warning.
He reacted quickly and turned to the side, but fell into a pile of hair at the corner of the stairs below amid Liu Yuche's exclamation.
In an instant, thick filaments wrapped around his entire body, swallowing him up at a speed unimaginable to ordinary people.
Because of the ups and downs of emotions, Liu Yuche couldn't help coughing up blood. Her still trembling right hand held the gun, and several gunshots rang out in the area.
The strange bullet with fire burned the moisture around the hair, and then one of Li Ziyue's hands emerged from his hair. Liu Yuche grabbed the stair railing with one hand and stretched out the other hand towards Li Ziyue until he grabbed his wrist.
Li Ziyue leaned against the wall and coughed a few times, spitting out black and turbid liquid from his mouth.
"Thank you..." He turned pale.
"Anything?"
Li Ziyue shook his head: "I just swallowed some water... I feel a little sick, but it's okay."
The third floor was even quieter than the second. All the doors were closed, and the windows near the corridor were either half broken or covered with spider webs, showing that no one had lived there for a long time.
Fortunately, because the floors are higher, less rainwater seeps in.
The thick fog had dissipated somewhat, and since the two of them had already adapted to the darkness, it was not difficult for them to identify the direction.
Following the smell of blood, Li Ziyue quickly found the person who had been shot by Liu Yuche.
The wound that Liu Yuche had forced to heal in order to save Li Ziyue opened again, and she followed slowly behind.
That person was indeed [Liu Yuche]. The way she relieved the pain after being injured was exactly the same as Liu Yuche's - leaning against the wall, covering the bleeding wound with her hand, and curling up into a ball.
Li Ziyue approached slowly, trying not to disturb her.
"Liu Yuche," he whispered, "What would you do if you sensed a sudden attack while you were seriously injured?"
"I won't let the gun leave my body. You should observe my right hand first. In order to hide the gun, I will cover my right hand where you can't see it."
"When was your fake person created? How many shots did she fire just now? How many bullets are left?"
"It should be this afternoon, but she actually came out of the mirror at night. There are three bullets left in the sniper rifle, but it's not easy to use a sniper at this range. There is one bullet left in the pistol/gun."
"What is the range of close combat defense?"
"Within one meter."
The sound of human breathing seemed to stop at this moment. The color of the wet footprints became darker. There were only a few crisp and subtle sounds of clothes fluttering, and the human body suddenly fell to the ground.
Liu Yuche looked up at the broken light in the corridor on the third floor and Li Ziyue who was pressing down on her.
Her right wrist holding the gun was fixed to the upper right side of her body, and the bullet had just been loaded.
"Okay." Li Ziyue said softly, looking at her without a trace of sympathy, "I understand."
Her wrist suddenly hurt and her hand lost strength uncontrollably. The gun was caught by Li Ziyue before it hit the ground. There was no sound during the whole process.
Li Ziyue put the cold muzzle of the gun against her temple.
Liu Yuche's eyes turned from shock at first to calmness.
"When did you doubt me?"
The rainstorm had just stopped, and most of the dark clouds had dispersed. The full moon at the top shone brightly, making the night as bright as the early morning.
[Liu Yuche] lowered his eyelashes and looked towards the left side of Li Ziyue's face.
The skin there was smooth, without any signs of injury.
【Liu Yuche】’s eyes moved slightly.
"The moment you fell on your back despite your neck injury." Li Ziyue narrowed his eyes slightly, his dark pupils sinking into the night. "To be precise, I suspected you from the very beginning."
【Liu Yuche】 smiled: "Just kill me. Can you bear it?"
"If I tell you that I have been a fake person from the beginning to the end," Liu Yuche said in a low voice, "you really killed me in the past."
Of course Li Ziyue understood when this "once" was. It was eight years ago, at the last stage of the school selection, when he pointed the gun at Liu Yuche.
Li Ziyue gritted his teeth together.
The words on the bathroom wall appeared before my eyes: [Don’t trust people! Don’t trust people! Stay away from them! Stay away from them! Be careful! Be careful! Fake people are everywhere!]
【Liu Yuche】 is lying to him.
He must be lying.
Li Ziyue stared at Liu Yuche, listening to his own breathing becoming increasingly disordered and the blood rushing through his veins.
"It's okay," Li Ziyue choked up, "It's okay."
"Even if that's true, it's already happened, and I can't go back and change it."
He closed his eyes and moved his fingers slightly.
"Bang!"
My heart twitched violently when the gun went off, and when I opened my eyes again, two lines of tears had already fallen.
The last bullet shells in the hand/gun fell to the ground, and because of the water on the ground, they were swallowed by the water and made no sound.
Li Ziyue seemed to have no strength left.
His lips trembled slightly, and he covered Liu Yuche's eyes with his warm hands.
"Don't worry," he said in a hoarse voice, with some unspeakable despair, "I won't end up well."
The person under him was no longer able to speak, so he naturally couldn't receive a response.
There was a burning pain in his stomach and his chest was blocked and burning, as if countless people were whipping every part of his body, and he was having difficulty breathing.
Li Ziyue squatted on the ground and slapped himself hard to wake himself up again.
He doesn't have time to be sad here.
Li Ziyue endured all kinds of discomfort, barely stood up, and stumbled towards the real Liu Yuche.
Liu Yuche slowly raised her head. Most of her face was covered in blood. In addition, it was dark at night, so Li Ziyue could only vaguely see that her lips seemed to be moving, as if she was saying something.
He slowly squatted down and moved closer.
“Kuppa…”
For some reason her vocal tract was so badly damaged that she couldn't even utter a complete sentence.
"Ku...Ku what..." Li Ziyue fed her half a tube of potion to quickly heal her throat, "Say it again."
"Hurry, hurry." Liu Yuche stammered anxiously, and her eyes, which never shed tears, turned red.
She pushed the plum harder and further to the side.
“Hurry…run!”
"Run! Run! Quickly..."
Her voice stopped abruptly.
The sound of clothes and underwear being torn was particularly harsh in the silent night.
The warm liquid splashed onto his neck, and the blood was like a raging fire, engulfing him in an instant.
Li Ziyue's pupils shrank suddenly and his brain went blank in an instant. He stood there for a long time, like a lifeless stone sculpture.
Liu Yuche was completely exhausted and collapsed in front of Li Ziyue. His bones hit the ground with a startling sound.
Unstoppable blood oozed out from the back of her neck, and the blood spread to Li Ziyue's feet, pinning him in place at a distance.
Behind her, there were several footprints hidden in the darkness, like those left by humans.
The spider in the corner was spinning silk. The prey that carelessly bumped into its web died in pain and hunger, and its body was already cold.
The spider's cold, greedy gaze fell on its prey, and its fangs were visible at the corners of its mouth.
The murderer's appearance gradually emerged in the darkness.
"Hehehe. Who are we?"
The slender man bent his body like a snake. He seemed to have no spine and crawled towards Li Zi step by step just by wriggling his body.
The long, curved knife in his hand was still oozing tiny strands of blood, which flowed down his forearm and dripped onto the ground.
"Hehehe. Who are we?"
The other man was broad-shouldered and strong as a bear. The ground seemed to shake three times with every step he took. His voice was loud and cold.
He blocked Li Ziyue's retreat.
"Hehehe, we are the twin murderers."
"What are we going to do?"
"We're going to kill you."
Too clever by half.
He guessed wrong again.
The twin murderers are not played by players at all. They are real monsters that humans cannot contend with.
…
It was 3:30 in the morning. The circular residential building was like a bottomless well. People could only glimpse the light from the outside through the central ring.
The water is gurgling and the moonlight is lonely.
Countless pairs of eyes were lurking in the darkness, whispering in low voices.
He leaned on the edge of the bed that was soaked in water and gave off a foul stench of decay. Blood was flowing from his abdomen, but he had no intention of dealing with it.
The blood beneath his body rose and fell slightly.
He moved his hand to the right and found the wrist of the person next to him with difficulty.
The wrist was stiff and cold, and no pulse could be felt anymore.
He grabbed the wrist, lifted the man's stiff waist and abdomen, and with sudden force, brought the body to the windowsill of the room.
He lowered his head to look at the corpse's swollen face, and groped behind its ears with his fingertips, a hint of tenderness appearing in his eyes.
"Zhang Xingzhi."
He whispered the corpse's name.
"You have prepared for so many years and finally came here, but you died because of a small mistake. Are you willing to accept this?"
He pinched the corpse's neck and seemed to smile for a moment.
Then, he lightly touched the corpse's forehead, bent his fingertips, and pushed it down without hesitation.
The moment the corpse leaned back, he saw darkness outside the window and an endless abyss.
"goodbye."
When he looked up, he saw bright moonlight, illuminating half of his face and his abdomen which was still bleeding.
Outside the door, there was a small thing sticking to the wall, staring at him motionlessly.
"elder brother."
The thing shouted crisply.
"Did you kill that brother?"
He turned around slowly, a false smile on his face.
"Oh my. Why are there still viewers? Did I neglect it?"
He stretched out his hands.
"Good boy, come here and I will tell you the truth."
…
Two reminders sounded in succession in the minds of all the surviving players.
[Someone has died]
[Someone has died]
There are 10 players when the advanced pseudo-human copy is first opened.
So far, four people have died.
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