high-dimensional shuttle

Chapter 127 If there is danger, let’s fight together!

"What Silent Hill is, I don't know."

"It's a horror game..."

A group of people were chattering, and in this dark room, the more they talked, the more their scalps became numb.Some people believe it, some people don't.After all, not everyone has read online novels, and there will always be a few stunned young people who are suspicious and think that they have been kidnapped.

"Everyone listen to me!"

Zhang En suddenly wiped the sweat from his head, and said loudly: "It doesn't matter if you believe it or not. I suggest that everyone try to believe it, and don't act recklessly!"

"Because this task is only two hours long, and a safe exit must be found, our goals are the same."

"Let's stick together and survive, isn't it good?"

"The weapons here are enough for everyone to share! One for each person, don't hurt your own people!"

"Don't mess up!"

A roar suppressed all sounds.

When people are in panic, they always have some herd mentality.

After each of them took a knife and had a weapon, these men and women were finally quieter.

Fang Yuhao nodded. This guy named Zhang En is quite sensible.

"Huddle together to keep warm, it's easier than single player mode."

And he had already transformed a small part of the entire tomb world into a small maze.

Using the editor to translate matter requires very little energy and is effortless.Moreover, there are ready-made templates in the editor that can be applied, so you don’t need to think of them yourself.

There were only three monsters in the maze. These monsters had been hungry for a long time, their physical fitness had dropped significantly, and their combat effectiveness was not strong.

"If there is danger, let's all go together!" This group of people were vowing.

"That's right! My first mission won't be difficult...Maybe there are guides in the team!"

With the emergence of various doubts and self-comforting emotions in this group, the belief fragments are also slowly increasing, at a rate of about 16 minutes. Even if it is not as good as the first few seconds, it is faster than the calm period many.

Fang Yuhao looked at the generation curve of belief fragments and thought in his heart: "That is to say, the more chaotic and fluctuating the emotions, the faster the speed of belief fragments will be generated. After calming down, the emotions are restrained, but there are not so many .”

"Let's try again..."

When the 10-minute safety time came, the sound of "rumbling" sounded, and the stone door gradually opened, revealing a long, dark corridor.

And the oil lamp in the room started to go out slowly, as if it was out of oil.

"Brother Zhang, why do I feel that the Lord God wants us to go out? It's so dark here...the lights are going to go out soon." A woman with disheveled hair and good looks grabbed a dagger and dared not take a step away from Zhang En .

Her hair stood on end, she was frightened half to death by this scene.

"Nonsense, if you want to find an exit, of course you have to go out! Stay here and wait for death?"

Zhang En swallowed a mouthful of saliva, watched the oil lamps in the room go out one by one, and said: "Let's go over and have a look, I will lead the way!"

He bit the bullet and walked in the forefront.

These eight people walked outside cautiously.

This corridor is very damp and quiet, only the sound of footsteps.

Zhang En felt his goosebumps rising one by one.

"what!"

The woman suddenly screamed, "There is someone, there is someone in front!"

"Fuck! Keep your voice down!" Zhang En broke out in a cold sweat.

"Someone was also attracted by you."

A two-hour survival mission, needless to say, is bound to be dangerous.

After taking a closer look, everyone breathed a sigh of relief again.

Zhang En scolded angrily: "It's just a portrait, can you say a few words less, don't be surprised!"

The woman smiled flatteringly, feeling that her legs were a little weak, and she just grabbed Zhang En's clothes.

This portrait is very large, a full two meters in length, and it is inlaid on the wall like this, giving off an indescribable weirdness.

The man in the portrait was wearing a blue official uniform from the Qing Dynasty. His face was pale and his eyes were staring straight at them.

It was obviously dead, but it seemed to be filled with life.

The woman was trembling. She felt that this guy looked a bit like a zombie in a ghost movie. She hurriedly said: "Let's get out of here quickly. Don't look at this painting."

Someone also said: "This ghostly place is very evil, it's dark, it's better to find the exit as soon as possible..."

Fear is contagious. Zhang En is more courageous than others, but once he is infected by others, he also feels terrified in the bottom of his heart.

"Is the safety exit behind the portrait?" A young man with dyed yellow hair muttered, picking his ears.

He went up and knocked "dongdongdong" a few times, and found that it was hollow.

Although I was scared to death in my heart, I bite the bullet and speculated: "Will the most dangerous place be the safest? The trial level, the main god's test, should be our guts. Yes, it must be so!"

Zhang En's heart moved: "It's not impossible...or take this portrait down and have a look."

A few timid ones hurriedly stopped them: "Don't mess around, maybe some monsters were released!"

"Yeah, that's inappropriate."

"Pretend to be a ghost... You don't think there are real ghosts in the world, do you?! I think it was a perverted rich man who deliberately kidnapped us and played a perverted game with us!"

"It's just a painting! Pry it off and take a look!"

"Don't make noise! ​​Don't make noise!"

The noise became louder and louder. Zhang En bit the bullet and slashed the portrait with his knife.

Immediately a scar was cut on the wood.

"Look, there's nothing wrong! Pry it off and take a look."

Just such a move seemed to restore everyone's courage a little bit.

Zhang En swallowed a mouthful of saliva and commanded: "Put the weapon into the gap...I'll count one, two, three, and work hard together."

"one two Three!"

"Strength!"

"tear!"

The faces of the few timid people became more and more panicked.

Halfway up, the portrait actually broke, and there was a strange noise.

"Stop! Stop! Don't talk!"

Sounds like something?
This strange sound made all the hairs on Zhang En's body stand up.

Everyone took a step back and were horrified to see the next scene.

Zhang En watched helplessly as a tentacle came out of the gap!

A blood-red tentacle with a rotten smell.

...Drilled out!
It's a real monster! !
Just stared blankly for half a second.

I don't know who shouted: "Run!"

Zhang En's face turned green with fright, his heart seemed to jump out of his throat, he turned around and ran back!
A lot of people also ran away crazily!

Fang Yuhao from God's perspective couldn't help complaining: "I'm going... Where is the courage at the beginning? Why did you run away like this? I have already reminded that there is a zombie behind the painting, and you still go to pry it?"

"This is just a daughter body, and its combat power is not high..."

"There are quite a few fragments of faith."

He saw that there was a woman who was completely panicked. When she was running away, her legs gave way and she sat down on the ground, unable to stand up again.

"Save me, save me!"

A tentacle slowly came up and wrapped around her thigh.The cold feeling and the rotten smell made all the muscles in her body completely stiff and unable to move at all.

No one dared to help her, and no one fought against the monster. Everyone just ran away like crazy.

Fang Yuhao hurriedly held his breath and raised his attention...

(End of this chapter)