Gamers Are Fierce

Swish, swish, swish.

The five fingernails slowly lifted up on the back of Wang Congshan's head, slightly raising their fingernails.

Then five gray and black fingers stretched out from below.

Li Ang's pupils shrank and his brain was working rapidly. All the previous experiences flashed back in his mind, from the time when the two stepped into the village to now when they walked towards the atrium of the Hiratsuka family mansion.

What is this palm and why does it appear behind Wang Congshan’s head?

After Li Ang stepped into the Hiratsuka family mansion, he would release the zero-level power [fuzzy intuition] of the psychic prophecy system every once in a while. There was a certain probability that he could roughly feel whether the next action would be good or bad.

But until now, he didn't feel threatened at all.

It's [fuzzy intuition] that happened to fail.

Or was this palm already parasitic and attached to it before the two of them stepped into Hiratsuka Residence?

Or maybe the palm is only aimed at Wang Congshan, not Li Ang, which is why the psychic detection does not take effect...

In one breath, the five fingers continued to climb out from the back of Wang Congshan's head, revealing the gray-black palms, wrists, and even half of the arms without blood.

It was like someone was trying to crawl out of her head.

Wang Congshan felt her hair suddenly pulled away, and there was an itching and stinging sensation on the back of her head. An inexplicable weight was exerted on the back of her head, and her head hung back involuntarily.

She instantly realized what had happened, her scalp felt numb, and a chill ran through her body. She instinctively raised the gun and aimed it at the back of her head.

Wait a moment!

Li Ang raised his hand to hold Wang Congshan's gun-holding palm. At this time, he also felt the weight on the back of his head being dragged downwards.

But his eyes were fixed on a lantern hanging in the atrium ahead.

The lantern was the only light source facing the corridor, and it was emitting light at the moment, shining the optical fiber into the corridor.

With the help of the first-level power of the psychic prophecy system [expanded sight], while Li Ang was facing forward, he could also see the same gray-black arm growing out of the back of his head.

The feeling of long hands on the back of the head is extremely strange.

I don't feel much pain, but I have a dizzy feeling like the reason in my brain is disappearing rapidly.

Li Ang's hair moved automatically without wind, and his spiritual energy flowed quietly, releasing a hint of paralysis towards the gray-black arm behind his head.

Ghosts, specifically those ghosts that are not abnormal phenomena but have individual independence, are affected by psychic energy.

[Paralysis Hint] Although it is only a level one power, it can also make the spirit of this level slightly sluggish or even completely stagnant.

The psychic energy appeared and took effect, and the gray-black arm behind Li Ang's head went limp.

However, correspondingly, Li Ang's right arm hanging in mid-air also inexplicably lost perception and control, and fell down, as if it had been cut and could not be felt at all.

really.

Li Ang took a deep breath and ignored the arm behind his head. He used his left hand that could still move to grab Wang Congshan's shoulder and pulled her back.

The two exited the corridor and returned to the entrance of the atrium, and the gray-black arms behind their heads also disappeared.

what happened...

Wang Congshan felt a lightness on the back of her head, and the feeling of losing her mind finally stopped.

It's light.

Li Ang quickly explained: The arms sticking out from the back of our heads are not evil spirits, but our own shadows.

There's something wrong with that lantern in the front atrium, emitting light that animates our shadows.

If we attack our own shadow, we will reflect the damage back onto ourselves,

Like this.

He raised his right shoulder and it moved freely, but his right arm below the shoulder was still limp.

I didn't realize it until I discovered that the outline of Shadow's arm, from fingernails to palm, is exactly the same as our own hands.

Li Ang slowly exhaled a breath and explained: The middle finger of my right hand is slightly bent to the left. It was caused by holding the pen too hard when writing.

And you have always had the habit of trimming your nails into an oval or trapezoid shape.

Um?

Wang Congshan glanced at her palms subconsciously. She did like to have her nails trimmed neatly and parallel to her fingers. However, in the scene just now, it was quite outrageous that Li Ang could still recognize her.

The sanity value has almost dropped...about ten percent.

Li Ang estimated the loss, shook his right arm, which was gradually regaining consciousness, and said: If you stay in the candlelight for a longer time, the loss will probably get higher and higher.

And when our shadow is completely separated, very bad things may happen.

Then what do we do now?

Wang Congshan frowned and said, There are only two roads leading to the atrium on the map. If you don't go from here, you have to go back to the front hall and go around the left corridor again.

You can't go back.

Li Ang pursed his lips, The lantern in the atrium is an anomaly, just like the hemp rope in the Rope Corridor.

Such anomalies may exist in other places in Hiratsuka Residence. If you return to the front hall and walk through the left corridor again, you may encounter new dangers...

He thought carefully, and under Wang Congshan's astonished gaze, he used the secondary creation technique to create a long brown cloak with a huge hood.

The cloak was made of thick material, and its surface was covered with glass fragments, making it look dazzling.

Its hood is round in shape and has two protruding peepholes.

The overall shape is similar to the lion skin used in lion dance props.

We'll walk through the corridor with this thing on later, relying on the mirror fragments on the surface of the lion's skin to reflect the light and cancel out the shadows.

Li Ang fiddled with the lion skin, got into it, held up the lion's head very skillfully, and danced a few times on the spot, If I calculated correctly, this should be able to avoid light detection.

Do you have any questions?

Wang Congshan looked at Li Ang, who was holding the lion's head with a serious look on his face, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

The skin of this lion dance is as brown as loess, and its surface is covered with ichthyosis-like glass fragments. It looks like a lion dyed with an unconventional hair color, which is too ugly.

...Why can't we just make a giant mirror and go right across the corridor.

“A huge one-way mirror cannot cover the side and behind you, it will also create shadows.

But directly making a square mirror box for us to hide in consumes too much energy - using the creation technique to make a soft cloak consumes much less energy than making a whole piece of glass.

Li Ang said quickly: And you can move flexibly with the lion dance props, so it is more convenient to retreat.

Okay, stop talking nonsense, come and form the head with me.