Chapter 228 Scavenger (24) Choice
In the area illuminated by the corpse oil candle flames, the light and shadows were distorted into a ball, and every step felt like stepping on cotton, floating and unreal.
Once you fall, you will cross over to the ghost ship.
All around, students were running around in panic, screams mixed with the howling of ghosts.
Gao Mengtang walked very carefully, looking for his companions along the way.
The bizarre ghosts were floating in the air, blocking out the sun and the sky. In the pitch-black darkness, there was only that ball of light moving slowly forward.
Suddenly, Gao Mengtang remembered Lin Li’s prophecy: the Nine Thousand Year Old was dying.
"Where is Wei Wei?" Gao Mengtang held the firelight in one hand, "Will they be in danger?"
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System: "Player [909 Farmer] has died, 9 players remaining"
"What's going on?" Wolanbei rubbed his eyes.
He and Wei Wei were observing the situation outside the police base. Without warning, the sky darkened and it was pitch dark. In the distance, there were eerie howls.
The moment the light dimmed, Wei Wei's shoulders tensed and the cigarette box was crushed by him.
"Something's wrong, let's hide for a while." As he said that, Wolanbei reached out to hold Wei Wei's arm.
"Get out of here!" Wei Wei shook his hand away.
Wolanbei was stunned for a moment: "What's wrong?"
In the dim light, Wei Wei's scarlet eyes were like two balls of rolling magma. He stared at Wolanbei for a moment and whispered "I'm sorry".
When the light disappeared, Wei Wei remembered that when he was on trial, Bai Ke gouged out his eyes, and the whole world fell into complete darkness...
Wei Wei tightly grasped the crushed cigarette box and said, "Let's leave here first."
But no matter where he went, there was only darkness. This darkness was very strange, the flashlight could only illuminate about 10 centimeters around him, and Wei Wei stared at the light closely, trying his best to ignore his trembling fingers, the phantom pain on his skin, and the twitching of his heart.
Don't think about it, it's all in the past. Don't think about it...
A black shadow was running towards them, the hem of its cloak flapping in the air.
Black, cloak...the black cloak of the ancient god's followers!
The octopus's tentacles, like dark green ominous lotus flowers, quietly opened and quickly entangled the people around it. He Luo's wavy red pupils lit up in the darkness, and barbs protruded from its suckers.
"Ouch, ouch!" the man cried out, "It hurts, Lao Kui, what are you doing!"
When I shone the flashlight, I found that the person wearing the black cloak was Yin Mingwu.
Wei Wei frowned, and the veins on his forehead jumped. He Luo quickly retracted his tentacles and turned into a harmless ball.
"Aren't you a policeman? Why are you wearing a black cloak?" Wei Wei said dissatisfiedly.
"Did the black cloak provoke you? The black cloak is so handsome." Yin Mingwu rubbed the wound caused by the barbs, thought of Wei Wei's experience, and shut up again.
They dodged the ghosts' attacks and ran towards the laboratory building. Yin Mingwu said solemnly, "The farmer is dead too."
Of the five players of Heiou, only Yin Mingwu and Wei Xiangchen are left.
"My condolences." Wei Wei comforted without any emotion.
After a while, Yin Mingwu said again: "Lao Kui, give me a bottle of spirit value recovery agent. My spirit value is about to drop below 40."
After he reminded him, Wei Wei realized that his own spirit value had dropped by more than 200 points. Ten minutes ago, there were more than 300 points left, and now, there were only 116 points left.
Wei Wei threw a bottle of recovery agent over and asked, "Wolanbei, how much of your spiritual value has been lost?"
"Over thirty, it's dropping so fast." Wolanbei also took out a bottle of recovery agent and drank it in two gulps.
The speed at which the spirit value decreases is not only related to the environment, but also to the player's personal state of mind. Wei Wei adjusted his breathing, closed his eyes, and tried to clear that memory from his mind.
But the more I looked at those swaying shadows, the more they looked like people wearing black cloaks.
"What are you afraid of, Wei Wei? Once bitten by a snake, you will be afraid of ropes for ten years." Wo Lanbei fired a shot at the ghost and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen. He turned over his clothes and saw blood gushing out of the muzzle of the gun.
He was also an experienced player, and he immediately understood what was going on: "Fuck, these ghosts can reflect damage."
"Why are these hanged ghosts constantly coming towards us!" Yin Mingwu used a flashlight to drive those creatures away.
Most of the monsters in the Black Tower have certain habits. For example, the Tongxin vine likes to parasitize people with whom it has a blood relationship.
Ghost-like monsters have a common habit: the more afraid you are of them, the easier it is to arouse their desire to attack.
If players think of them as plastic bags flying in the sky, they will not make trouble for themselves and will only scratch them a few times when passing by.
If the player has fear in his heart, ghost monsters will pounce on him like starving people seeing oil and water.
"Lao Kui," Yin Mingwu looked back, "please control your emotions."
"I know." Wei Wei looked very calm, but the empty glass bottle of mental recovery agent in his hand had several cracks from being pinched by him.
The structure of the building was complicated, so it would take a while. The three of them broke into a classroom without ghosts, locked the door, and drew the curtains. Wo Lanbei treated the wound on his abdomen, and Yin Mingwu drank two bottles of low-level mental recovery agent.
"How much spirit value do you have left?" Wolanbei asked.
Yin Mingwu: “72, huh.”
Wolanbei: "I didn't ask you. Wei Wei, how are you?"
"89 o'clock." Wei Wei said, "Turn on the light, it's too dark."
Wolanbei quickly turned on the light, and the moment the light came on, he thought to himself that something was wrong.
The laboratory was filled with human specimens, their arms and legs removed, their internal organs exposed, their blood-red muscles carved in incredible detail.
When the lights came on, Wei Wei looked up and saw a pair of eyeballs soaked in formalin.
With a snap, Wo Lanbei turned off the light again: "What kind of broken thing is this? Why put it here? It's creepy."
This is a bit unreasonable. In a medical school, if there are no human models, then ancient books and bamboo slips should be placed? Wei Wei rubbed his eyebrows and said softly, "I'm fine, don't be too nervous."
But Wei Wei's spirit value has dropped to 77 points.
Moreover, Wei Wei's eyes have night vision capabilities.
In the panic just now, his eyes had not yet adapted to the darkness. Now, his pupils gradually expanded in his scarlet sclera, and the props placed in the dark were clearly reflected in his eyes one by one.
Heads, broken arms, calves... There is also a 3D diagram of limb replantation surgery hanging on the wall.
Wei Wei closed his eyes, the strong throbbing of his carotid artery was like a heavy drumbeat in his ears, his heart was pounding, and every inch of his skin felt a tingling pain. His arms were trembling slightly, and his five fingers were uncontrollable, and he struggled to make a grasping motion, trying to pick up the pipe and take a puff.
He touched something that was a little cool and soft, and when he picked it up, he saw that it was actually two severed fingers.
The sound of fear was suppressed in his throat, and Wei Wei quickly threw away the severed finger. His mind went blank and his scalp was so tight that it could hardly cover his skull.
The ghosts' howling was getting closer and closer. They sensed fear and gathered around like moths to a flame. Wei Wei suddenly stood up and said, "You two take shelter here, and I will go down to find the blind man."
It was difficult for him to control the fear in his heart. Staying with Wolanbei would only harm him.
Wolanbei subconsciously wanted to grab him: "You're going out alone, are you going to die?"
However, as soon as his hand touched Wei Wei, it aroused a huge reaction from Wei Wei. The next second, Wolan Bei was knocked to the ground, and Wei Wei's right hand was tightly strangling his neck.
Wei Wei panted and glared at him fiercely. After a few seconds, he came to his senses and suddenly loosened his grip on Wo Lanbei. The purple and black marks on his neck were like a shackle.
"Don't touch me, stay away from me." Wei Wei said, turned and left.
Wolanbei dry-heaved for a while, then followed after him.
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The lights were on in the corridor, but the light couldn't penetrate the glass. Ghosts were floating around outside.
On the wall beside me, there was a row of medical surgery pictures, showing peeled skin, torn flesh, exposed bones, and bloody organs.
Wei Wei suddenly became furious. The black energy in his hand gathered into silk and with a lightning-fast sweep, all the paintings shattered into debris on the ground.
He Luo crawled out from the collar and rubbed Wei Wei's neck.
Gujiguji. Not afraid.
"Yeah." Wei Wei responded, leaning against the wall weakly, sliding down to the ground, pulling his hair.
In front of him, there were broken glass all over the floor, reflecting the light from the corridor, making it even more crystal clear. Behind him, the ghost outside the window devoured all the light, making a sound like the cry of a baby in hell.
"【101 Nine Thousand Years Old】, do you need me to help you recall?" The system's voice sounded, "You were tortured into that state by Bai Ke in order to protect the reputation of 【000 Blind Man】."
"Bai Ke hoped that you would come forward and frame the blind man, but you refused."
"In the end, it's for the blind."
The five fingers that were grabbing his hair suddenly exerted force, and the joints turned white. Wei Wei uttered two words through his teeth: "Shut up."
"You have left scars that are difficult to heal in order to protect him. What about the blind man?" The system paused for a moment. "Oh, he is still the same. The blind man is walking around like he is taking a walk."
Wei Wei closed his eyes tightly, but the system forcibly implanted a scene into his mind:
In the darkness, only Gao Mengtang's back can be seen, with a warm light in front of him. He walks slowly and leisurely on the playground, looking left and right from time to time.
The system used its talent for malicious editing here. Gao Mengtang walked slowly because he was holding a corpse oil candle in his hand. He was like a drunk and could not walk steadily. Once he fell, he would be transported to the ghost ship.
But the image the system showed Wei Wei was only Gao Mengtang's back, and he couldn't see the corpse oil candle in front of him. He could only see Gao Mengtang walking leisurely.
His eyelashes stopped trembling, Wei Wei opened his eyelids and stared at the empty corridor in front of him.
"See how relaxed he is?" There was a hint of teasing in the system's flat and calm voice. "By the way, [000 Blind] awakened the Butcher."
Another scene appeared. Gao Mengtang took the soul bell and threw it out of the window. Xie Wuling immediately chased after him. When his hand touched the soul bell, the black air on his body suddenly spread and the sky became dark.
"Like teasing a dog, right? Why did the blind man want to wake up the butcher? Just for fun." The system said, "For the wise king, the troubles of the world cannot reach his high platform. He can watch leisurely and coldly."
Wei Wei turned his head away with disinterest: "Impossible. Blind people are not like that."
"Why not? The wise king is ruthless, and you have all been deceived by him."
Then, the system played another scene. Gao Mengtang looked at the farmer coldly and took a step back: "Aren't you going to die for me? Now, your chance has come."
Let him be devoured by ghosts.
System: "Nine Thousand Years Old, are you also going to die for Gao Mengtang? Oh, you've already done it once."
Wei Wei: "Please go away. I don't want to hear your voice."
"Good luck."
When the last word fell, Wei Wei's mind was like a computer reading memories at high speed. The memories of having his fingers cut off, his palms chopped off, and his knees smashed replayed over and over again uncontrollably.
"Avi?" Gao Mengtang's voice came from the other end of the corridor. He blew out the corpse oil candle and ran over quickly. The glass fragments he stepped on made a sharp collision sound.
Gao Mengtang: "How did you——"
The second half of the conversation was interrupted by a system prompt:
"[101 Jiuqiansui]'s trust in [000 Blind Man] has been shaken. He is considering whether to continue to be [000 Blind Man]'s follower."
What's going on?
Gao Mengtang didn't understand at all, but he didn't have time to think about it. He stuffed the corpse oil candle into Wei Wei's hand and said, "The candle's flame can stop the ghost from chasing you. Take it quickly."
The hand that reached out was held tightly by Wei Wei, with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to crush Gao Mengtang's bones. Wei Wei muttered something under his breath, but Gao Mengtang didn't hear it clearly.
"What did you say?" Gao Mengtang turned his face, "What's wrong with you?"
With a loud bang, He Luo's exploding tentacles slammed Gao Mengtang against the opposite wall. Wei Wei yelled, "Stay away from me!"
Above Wei Wei's head, the status bar lights up, and the column for the spirit value turns red, showing 37/900
The status bar flashes twice and then turns off.
If the spirit value is lower than 40, the player will be unconscious and see hallucinations. Gao Mengtang's heart tightened, and he took out the spirit value recovery potion and was about to pour it into his mouth.
This is really difficult. Wei Wei's fighting ability is terrifying. When He Luo's tentacles smash down, they are like thunder.
After a round of attacks, the laboratory building cracked and collapsed. The two fell from the cracks in the floor, feeling dizzy. Before Wei Wei could get up, he was surrounded by 11 ghosts with lanterns.
This provoked Wei Wei to resist even more strongly, and Gao Mengtang had to do his best.
Fragments of ice crystals appeared, clinging to Wei Wei's skin and leaving streaks of blood.
"Don't move." Gao Mengtang said, uncorking the bottle of spirit value recovery agent.
Gao Mengtang clenched his teeth tightly, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open them. Seeing his spirit value drop from 37 to 33 and 28, Gao Mengtang could only worry in his heart.
Once the spirit value is lower than 20, your life will be in danger.
In a critical moment, Gao Mengtang didn't care about too much. He condensed a piece of ice crystal in his palm and pressed it against Wei Wei's jaw. He said in a deep voice: "Open your mouth. Otherwise, I will smash your teeth one by one and chop off your fingers one by one."
The effect was remarkable. The anger in Wei Wei's eyes quickly subsided, and a layer of moisture of fear emerged. Finally, that layer of moisture froze and turned into despair as if his heart was dead.
"Gao Mengtang, I really misjudged you." Wei Wei said through gritted teeth.
Looking at that familiar pair of eyes, those cold and charming fox eyes, when looking at Gao Mengtang, they always suppress their hostility, like a ferocious beast basking in the sun, lazy and very peaceful.
But now it feels so strange.
Gao Mengtang kept prying Wei Wei's teeth open, thinking angrily that when Wei Wei woke up, he would confiscate all of Wei Wei's personal property.
"What are you doing?" Wo Lanbei ran over, as surprised as if he saw the sun rising in the west, "Why are you two fighting again?"
"Hurry up and light the corpse oil candles," Gao Mengtang shouted, "Stay away, Wei Wei is not fully awake."
Wo Lanbei immediately lit his own and Gao Mengtang's two corpse oil candles and placed them next to each other to drive away the ghost. At this time, Gao Mengtang and Wei Wei were still fighting each other.
Two bottles of spirit value recovery agent were smashed by Wei Wei who was struggling fiercely. Gao Mengtang couldn't bear to kill him, but Wei Wei was not like that. He wished he could eat Gao Mengtang alive and had no scruples when he attacked.
Without being able to hold him down, Gao Mengtang was knocked flying by Wei Wei again. One of He Luo's tentacles came towards his head, but was entangled by the ghost of the lantern. The shock wave shattered two of Gao Mengtang's ribs.
The surrounding NPCs were like cakes filled with red jam, instantly blown to pieces by the blast of air during the battle.
"Bai Ke, how are you going to die?" Wei Wei stared at Gao Mengtang and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He Luo raised his tentacles again.
"Wei Wei, calm down, calm down!" Wo Lanbei rushed to Gao Mengtang, "That's not Bai Ke, that's Gao Mengtang, your leader, why are you--"
Gao Mengtang: “No!”
The split second seemed like a slow motion shot.
He Luo's tentacles split Wo Lanbei in half, and Wo Lanbei vomited blood while talking, and his head was crushed by He Luo again. Wei Wei stepped on his severed lower body as if he didn't know him at all, and approached Gao Mengtang step by step.
Gao Mengtang watched this scene with his own eyes, and his heart sank completely.
At the same time, he felt something was not right.
Wei Wei's mental resistance is extremely high, and even including Gao Mengtang, a bug-level player, he can still rank in the top three.
Players with strong mental resistance should not go crazy to this extent even if their mental value is below 40.
"Wei Wei, who did what to you?" Gao Mengtang asked in a low voice.
System: "[111 Wandering Gunner] has died, 8 players remaining."
Hearing this reminder, Wei Wei paused, and there was finally a hint of clarity in his eyes. He looked around as if he had just woken up from a dream.
Wolanbei's body was unrecognizable, and He Luo's arms and legs were still stained with his blood.
Wei Wei was stunned for a moment. How could he die?
Seeing this opportunity, Gao Mengtang rushed over, pried open Wei Wei's mouth, and poured two bottles of spirit value recovery agent into him. Fearing that he would continue to go crazy, he stuffed a coma-inducing pill into his mouth.
Wei Wei's body shook twice and fell to the ground. Gao Mengtang ran over to save Wolanbei again, took out a resurrection coin and placed it on his chest.
The candlelight fell on the chest of Wolanbei's body, and the resurrection coin was placed on it, but there was no response.
Gao Mengtang pressed harder again.
Still no response.
There is only one reason why resurrection is impossible: the soul has dissipated.
Wolanbei was clearly standing in the flame of the corpse oil candle and was not attacked by any ghost, so why did he become so frightened?
Yin Mingwu ran over at this time: "What happened? Another person died?" Seeing the resurrection coin, he frowned again, "The resurrection coin is useless. The soul flew away? Who did it?"
"Wei Wei..." Gao Mengtang said softly.
"Oh, he can crush souls," Yin Mingwu said calmly, "but aren't they close friends? How could this happen?"
Gao Mengtang raised his head and stared at Yin Mingwu for a moment, then suddenly smiled and shook his head: "Maybe that's the case."
He leaned against the wall: "What happened to Wei Wei? What did he go through?"
"He's actually quite normal, at least when I met him, he was still normal." Yin Mingwu sat down next to Gao Mengtang, and the firelight enveloped the two of them. "He was a little stressed, like a hedgehog with its hair standing on end. He didn't want anyone to touch him, but he was conscious. He was afraid that his fear would attract ghosts, so he left us."
Beyond this ball of orange light, there seemed to be a darkness as vast and boundless as the universe. Gao Mengtang looked into the depths of the black void and asked softly, "And then?"
"I don't know." Yin Mingwu said, "Maybe he was attacked by the butcher and lost his mind."
"Yeah." Gao Mengtang responded softly, his eyes looking towards the sky. The number "3" in the distance had turned into the number "1".
After sitting for a while, Gao Mengtang stood up with the help of the wall.
Yin Mingwu: "Where are you going?"
"Let's settle accounts with the butcher," Gao Mengtang took two steps outside and stood at the edge of the ruins. He turned around suddenly and looked at Yin Mingwu with a smile, "Protect Wei Wei. If Wei Wei gets into trouble again when I come back, I will settle accounts with you too."
"You dare to threaten me?" Yin Mingwu smiled, but his smile soon froze at the corners of his mouth because he saw... murderous intent in Gao Mengtang's light gray eyes.
Yin Mingwu restrained his smile and said, "I know."
Gao Mengtang walked away alone, his back swallowed by ghosts.
*
Attacking Xie Wuling is equivalent to suicide.
But what Gao Mengtang is least afraid of is suicide.
He stood in the darkness and moved his arms and shoulders. The swamp grew upward like a tidal wave, a pale blue light appeared, and twelve ghosts stood in a circle with their backs to Gao Mengtang.
Then, the dull sound of metal collision suppressed the ghost's howl. Iron Lady and Blood Lady also stood in a circle, with their hands folded in front of them, looking at Gao Mengtang with their all-white pupils.
Pei Jiana shook his hair, and Li Mo half of his body popped out from the scroll.
"Kill." Gao Mengtang said.
Wherever he passed, ghosts dispersed like clouds and fog, and a crack appeared in the black fog covering the sky. The light from the sky fell on Gao Mengtang again, coating him with a layer of crystal light.
The shattered ghost fell to the ground and evaporated like morning dew.
The surrounding buildings, roads, vehicles, students and staff were all submerged in the mud or crushed by the Iron Lady.
Crying, screaming, begging for mercy, it was hard to tell for a moment whether this was hell or not. Amid the chaos of demons, Gao Mengtang leaned on the bench, one arm resting on the armrest, the painful scenes were just afterimages passing through his light-colored eyes.
Gao Mengtang's body split open again and again, and healed again and again. The wounds began to glow with a pale blue metallic light. The blood dyed his white clothes scarlet.
When the last ghost was torn apart, the sun was still shining. Xie Wuling fell to the ground, screaming in the midst of ghosts and the Iron Lady.
"Stop." Gao Mengtang said. He raised his hand to wipe the last wound on his face and slowly walked towards Xie Wuling.
With every step he took, a blood lotus bloomed under his feet.
Gao Mengtang grabbed Xie Wuling's hair with his bloody hands, stared at his dirty green eyes, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Do you want to be saved by me, or to die?" Gao Mengtang asked gently.
"Help him to be in heaven! Help him to be in heaven!" Xie Wuling shouted repeatedly.
Gao Mengtang smiled: "Okay."
A double cross symbol appeared under his feet, and silver light enveloped Xie Wuling.
"The salvation was successful."
"The butcher [Impermanence Ghost] has become your follower."
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Outside the copy, the eagerly awaited audience finally got to see the blind man’s new video.
"choose"
On the video cover, the butcher Xie Wuling is lying on the ground, and the blind man has turned into a bloody man, his skin is dyed red, blood is dripping down his clothes, and his silver hair has turned into a waterfall of blood plasma.
The blind man grabbed Xie Wuling's hair and forced him to raise his head, with a smile on his face and tenderness in his eyes.
: Wait a minute? What happened? Why did the blind man become like this?
: Am I seeing this right? ? The blind man is pinning the butcher to the ground and hammering him? This is the butcher of the first level dungeon! ! ! First level dungeon! Butcher!
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