Infinite Throne

The bald man dragged another fainted tool man and put them on the bed together. This person was lucky enough to see the true form of No. 5, and he withered on the spot. His emotions were extracted by No. 5, and he also lost consciousness.

The look in No. 5's eyes became even weirder, and he was a little frightened. Could it be that the bald head was going to fight one against two?

"What...are you thinking about?" The bald head suddenly spoke, his voice stiff, the syllables obscure, and somewhat difficult to decipher.

After the terror value reached 5%, Lin Yebai discovered that his ability to control corpses had become more sophisticated, and he could control some organs and make sounds.

Perhaps it was because when he reached the 5% threshold, he was thinking that it would be nice if he could control the corpse better, so that he wouldn't be stunned even after a few chops. So he got his wish and successfully used his bald body to speak.

"Can you let me watch?" No. 5 was curious about what the bald man wanted to do and why he threw the two people on the bed.

"Okay." Lin Yebai didn't understand what No. 5 was thinking.

The bald man climbed onto the bed, squeezed in between the two of them, and covered himself with the quilt.

No. 5’s eyes were complicated, wanting to see what would happen next.

The bald man closed his eyes and fell asleep in a second, seemingly sleeping soundly.

Three strong men were squeezed into a 1.5-meter bed, which looked so crowded, and their different expressions were so strange.

[Messenger of Justice]: Quietly cover yourself with a quilt

[The editor doesn’t know either]: Surprise! Three strong men did this on the same bed late at night

[Ordinary Me]: Is it the loss of morality or the distortion of human nature?

[Wang Goudan]: Grab the bamboo shoots. If you wake up the next day, aren’t you afraid that all the bamboo shoots will fall out?

[Oh Oh Milk Candy]: Can they still wake up?

No. 5 was stunned there. Baldhead dragged the two of them onto the bed just to sleep in the middle?

"Please close the door when you go out." The bald head suddenly opened his eyes.

"...Okay." No. 5 went out, thoughtfully walked to the door, and stood outside the door thinking about what he was going to do next. So far, a lot of time has been wasted.

There are three people in this room, which means that there is only one person in one of the rooms, which is a good opportunity for hunting.

There is no benefit in confronting this unknown existence. No. 5 thought about it and decided to find the next one. Today was originally a joyful day, but as soon as it was interrupted by the bald corpse, it became boring.

After all, there is one more thing, no matter what, No. 5 decided to have some fun and call it a day. When passing by one of the hotels, I noticed that there was an intimate voice coming from inside... No. 5's expression became strange. He took a look at the peephole and found that it was covered. It seems like both of them are men?

No. 5 returned to the outside of the room where the bald head was and listened for a while. It was very quiet inside and what he thought did not happen.

Finally, he pushed open the only door that was ajar, and there was a drowsy and very sleepy man inside, still waiting for his companion to come back. But his companion has been stunned by the bald head and will not come back tonight.

"Hello... I'm a little cold. Can I sleep on your bed?" No. 5 crossed his arms, looking pitiful.

"Woman? Come on..."

At this moment, he had forgotten his captain and patted the mattress maliciously.

"Then I'm here..." No. 5 quickly rolled into bed and hugged him. Not long after, the same tragedy happened.

"I don't understand what's wrong with men in the world. They're not strong-willed at all..." Male No. 5 complained faintly.

[Terror value 5%]

Although the fear was eaten up by No. 5, Lin Yebai also felt a little bit. No. 5 was very restrained and did not gouge out his heart. He originally wanted to leave, but looked back, considerately covered the man with a quilt, and closed the door.

Lilia cleans up the blood stains in the hotel and notices something strange about the floors that used to need to be cleaned repeatedly. The blood stains that had not dried in the past few minutes were dazed for a while, and then when I lowered my head, the ground became very clean. It's as if the building itself, of unknown origin, sucks blood.

It was a calm and peaceful night today. The children were sleeping in their rooms and nothing happened. Satisfied, Lilia sat by the fireplace and continued knitting hats.

This green one is for Jim. He is not very good at knitting hats for the first time, so it is just for practicing. Jim doesn't care whether the hat looks good or not, as long as it can fit on his big head.

After knitting, knit red again, maybe catch a rabbit, use soft and fluffy fluff to make a snow-white ball, and fix it on the tip of the Christmas hat...

Lilia looked at the dancing firelight, filled with hope.

No. 5 was so bored that he sat next to Lilia and stared at her knitting a hat.

"Lilia, you are so boring."

"Christmas is coming, even if you are a monster, you still have to celebrate the holiday." Lilia didn't even raise her head.

"But it seems too weird for us to celebrate Christmas... It's like a group of cockroaches celebrating the birthday of an insecticide." No. 5 looked complicated.

"You don't have to worry about its origins and origins, think of it as a day to relax. You can roast a turkey, prepare a Christmas tree, hang it with gifts..."

"I haven't seen you prepare for so many Christmases before." No. 5 suddenly smiled and asked:

"Is it because there are special people here?"

"Who is the Skinless Man talking about?"

No. 5 did not go to the second floor, nor did he see a house number for long-term residents hanging on the door of one of the rooms. Long-term residents represent basement prisoners who cannot enter without permission or damage doors or windows. If the window is open, you can take advantage of it.

This is also the reason why the Skinless Man tried to climb in from the outside before, but unfortunately the middle path collapsed before he started his business.

"What does this have to do with you?" Lilia rolled her eyes.

"This new resident...maybe it's not that simple." No. 5 thought the body might be related to the new resident.

"Do you want to knit a sweater?" Lilia changed the subject.

"...Yes." No. 5 was locked in the iron cage in the basement all day and was bored.

"Then I'll teach you." Lilia found a wooden knitting needle and a new roll of wool.

"Okay." Female No. 5 calmed down instantly.

"F**k why did you touch such a girly thing...knitting a sweater is not what we should do." Male No. 5 had a lot of opinions, but there was nothing he could do. He sighed and seemed to compromise:

"You should at least lift up your skirt and let me see..."

"Stupid, you knitted wrong, you should let me control the body, you can't even knit a sweater..."

Whenever Female No. 5 knitted a wrong stitch, Male No. 5 became irritable, mixed with sneers and ridicule.

Lilia was numb, and time passed slowly.

Lin Yebai observed that it was a peaceful night, so he closed his eyes and practiced peacefully.

The next day, Jamie woke up.

He opened his eyes and saw the wallpaper, ceiling, and half-drawn curtains in the room. The windows were closed tightly, and he could see the dark sky outside, and it would rain at any time.

The bed was a bit crowded, but the quilt was still warm.

Jamie breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved. It turned out that everything that happened last night was an illusion, and the weird blonde woman must have appeared in a dream.

He still felt dizzy and wanted to vomit when he thought about it. He never wanted to lift his skirt again, nor did he want to see any red skirts. Humans should not have such a weird physiological structure, everything was a dream.

He found a person behind him. Jamie turned his head and saw that it was a bald man sleeping on his side, with his eyes closed and a peaceful look.

Jamie felt more at ease than ever before, but his body was a little weak and he couldn't get up. He must have been scared in the dream.

"Oh my god..."

Carl, who was sleeping on the other side, also woke up, and his back of the neck was aching. This real pain made him shed tears of joy, he was still alive!

"Thank God!" Carl made a cross.

"Why are you in my room?" Jamie heard Carl's voice and was a little confused. There seemed to be three people on the bed?

"Jamie?" Carl was also a little surprised.

The two looked at the middle together, and then they found that the bald man's neck was still twisted 180 degrees.

Jamie saw the bald man's face. In fact, what bordered his body was the bald man's broad back and buttocks, which were stiff and solid.

Carl saw the back of the bald man's head, next to the bald man's chest, and the blood hole caused by the missing heart was clearly visible.

!!!

Jimmy also saw the blood hole on the bald man's body, his pupils shrank slightly, and before he could shout out, the bald man opened his eyes!

"Good morning! It's another beautiful day." The bald man took the initiative to greet them. The two men rolled off the bed together and wanted to call out, but the cold corpse that suddenly crawled out from under the bed covered their mouths tightly.

[Horror value 6%]

"Remember to obey my orders, otherwise you will die." The bald man's tone was still a little weird when he spoke.

The two men were controlled by the corpse in the hotel, unable to move, with terrified eyes, their heads were held by the corpse, again and again, and they were forced to nod.

"Very good." The bald man expressed satisfaction.

Hot tears flowed from Jamie and Carl's eyes.

The bald man changed his clothes, and there were no major flaws except that his face was too pale and his tone of voice was weird. As long as you don't pay attention to his breathing and heartbeat, you won't be discovered.

The bald man patted the heads of his two companions, like patting a ripe watermelon, and his tone was calm:

"Don't try to resist."

Jamie and Carl still nodded under the control of the corpse, with goose bumps all over their bodies. They all knew that the bald man was dead, and there was an unknown horror monster in his body.

"You don't want to know the consequences." The bald man smiled.

Then it was breakfast time, and it was still mashed potatoes.

Jamie couldn't stand steadily when he walked, as if his body was hollowed out. Carl was only stabbed repeatedly on the back of his neck, but he could still move freely. He supported Jamie. The two were in the same boat, and their eyes were particularly complicated when they looked at each other. When the others saw this scene, they all smiled as if they understood.

"I had a nightmare last night. I dreamed of a woman in a red dress..."

The man who was also too weak to walk walked to the dining table with difficulty. Before he finished speaking, he was stopped by Jamie:

"Don't talk about nightmares anymore. It affects everyone's appetite."

"But that dream was too real, that blonde woman..."

"Shut up." Carl glared at the man fiercely.

Lin Yebai didn't come down to have breakfast with them. Lilia sent him directly to the room. It had nothing to do with mashed potatoes. His breakfast was a sandwich made of poached eggs, bacon, and ham, and a glass of refreshing juice.

Lin Yebai was very satisfied with No. 5 last night. Almost all of the eight people were saved. Although the bald man died, his body could still be used.

Two people were hollowed out by No. 5, weak and mentally exhausted. Carl witnessed No. 5 twisting the bald man's neck and being knocked unconscious by the bald man, but he could still pull him out several times.

Among the remaining four people, one pair of Brokeback Mountain strongmen and one pair fell asleep, so they can continue to pull him out tonight.

Bald man didn't eat much, and everyone thought he didn't like mashed potatoes, so they didn't say anything.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and the wind was howling outside.

"We've rested for a night, it's time to go out." Jamie suggested at the dinner table.

"I think so too." Carl agreed. He wanted to leave this hellhole very much. He shuddered at the thought of squeezing into a bed with the dead bald man last night.

"The weather outside is too bad. It seems to be raining heavily."

"Yes. It will be dangerous if we encounter a rainstorm on the road."

"It may not rain. We can leave here early and go to the bustling town." Jamie was looked at by the bald man. His back was hairy and he pretended to be calm.

"What does the captain think?" asked the other team members.

There was a bang outside the window, thunder appeared, heavy rain poured, and lightning illuminated the hall. Everyone's face was reflected in pale white, as if to show something.

There were countless murderous intentions in the forest in the rainstorm, and they were all stranded here. Even though Jamie and Carl were anxious, they couldn't leave, and they didn't dare to tell the truth to others in front of the bald man.

Also sitting on the chairs in the restaurant, under the gorgeous tablecloth, several skeleton hands stretched out from the floor, tightly grasping their ankles and calves, with infinite strength, unable to break free.

The other team members were unaware and scooped up the mashed potatoes together. The overly simple meal was far from being a death feast. Terror was hiding in the shadows, watching everyone. Please remember:,,,