Horror Game: How to win the sickly system

"Why... still haven't responded?"

Fang Wen looked at the girl who was eating the sausage hard in front of him, his face was full of doubts.

Mo Sheng has a beautiful figure, her little face is flushed, and because she has been living underwater, her ghost aura is also a warm water ghost aura.

So there is no need to say much about the effort in that area.

But ten minutes later, Fang Wen felt nothing at all.

"Is the side effect really Yang Wei?"

He grumbled inwardly, then looked at his watch.

"It's time."

He pushed away the ink string under his body and said, "Next time, there are still some things to do."

"Yeah." Mo Sheng nodded lightly, wiped the corners of his mouth, and gave Fang Wen a foolish smile: "I can...anytime."

"Ah."

Fang Wen put his hand on her chest.

Lunar Explorer triggers.

A line of small characters appeared on the system panel in front of Fang Wen.

"Mosheng, I need your help."

"What?" Mo Xian had a cute face.

"You can control this underwater corpse, right?"

"Yes." Moxian nodded.

"Then you will release them all later."

"But..." Mo Sheng's complexion suddenly became complicated, "Once they come out, they are out of my control. Those guys outside will notice here."

"fine."

"Can......"

Before Mo Sheng finished speaking, a warmth came from his lips.

"mmmmmmm"

[Ding: It is detected that the emotional fluctuations of the delicate unit are violent, and the control point is +5000]

"Listen to me, it's okay." Fang Wen said softly, "Don't interrupt."

"well."

Mo Sheng's complexion was blushing, and he was finally defeated by Fang Wen's tenderness.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Shi Dan also woke up slightly after Fang Wen fed him a piece of proliferated ginseng.

As soon as he woke up, he saw Fang Wen's big face.

Immediately frightened back again and again.

"You you you you you you you you!" Shi Dan pulled out the blood-hate hairpin, pointed at Fang Wen's nose and said in horror, "Who the hell are you?"

"And you!" He turned his attention to Mo Xian who was beside him.

"I....these are all misunderstandings."

Mo Sheng's face was a little embarrassed, and he looked helpless as he pulled Fang Wen's arm.

Mo Sheng had already told Fang Wen what happened just now, and Fang Wen didn't bother to explain to him, so he squatted on the ground with his wrists apart and began to draw.

blood dripping,

Ghostly.

"This is the evil spirit talisman?"

Shi Tan took a closer look, "Are you really Fang Wen!?"

"Pour your blood over again." Fang Wen looked at Shi Dan and said in a low voice. "Let's call together."

"Then she?" Seeing the blueprint of the evil spirit, Shi Dan dismissed the idea of ​​Fang Wen.

He looked at the ink rope beside him with a look of vigilance on his face.

"She's one of her own."

"Uh... well, all right."

Soon, another smear of blood covered Fang Wen's circle.

"let's start."

The two looked at each other and nodded.

Two incantations sounded, like the mass of the evil god spreading in the world, and red lights rose up along the blood stains and turned into wisps of light.

The faces of the two became paler.

"Sacrifice... sacrifice."

Shi Dan's voice was weak, and the doom ring on his hand emitted a faint black light.

"En." Fang Wen nodded, and then took out all the collected corpses from the system backpack.

The residual limbs were mixed with blood foam and placed on the magic circle in pools, and there was still a trace of ghostly spirit lingering on them.

"Shi Dan, I need some blood from you."

Fang Wen came to Shi Dan's side, took out the eyebrow knife, and said seriously.

"The blood of the rebellious person has a strong attraction to the strangeness. If you pour your blood on it, you can summon a powerful strangeness above C level."

"You mean, make fake meat?"

Shi Dan was stunned.

"Correct."

Regardless of resistance, Fang Wen cut Shi Dan's wrist with one knife.

Immediately, streams of blood gushed out.

"Oh, shit, it hurts, it hurts!" Shi Dan's face was covered with black lines, urging the ghost air to flow on the wound, and the pain disappeared quickly.

"Eat it all."

Seeing that Shi Dan's complexion was getting worse and worse, Fang Wen took out a large piece of proliferated ginseng and handed it to his mouth.

"There's only so much left today, you eat it all."

Shi Dan no longer had the strength to speak, and let Fang Wen stuff all the meat into his mouth.

A large mass of warm current reacted in the body, and a trace of strength slowly began to recover.

After all the flesh and blood were placed, as the doom ring in his hand flickered, the magic circle also began to light up.

Senhan's ghostly aura gushes out along with the trembling sound of the air.

Holding a dagger in his hand, Mo Sheng stood in front of Fang Wen, watching the figure gradually appearing on the magic circle with a vigilant face.

Two meters tall, with uneven fingers, a metal mask welded to her face, only revealing a pair of sharp eyes like eagle hooks, a machete pinned to her waist, her skin is dark, and her body can be felt from a long distance. The smell of sweat mixed with the smell of blood.

【Name: Mrs. Iron Sand

Race: bloodthirsty bandit

Grade: C grade

Connection status: normal

Ability: Especially likes to ravage men, has strong melee and dash abilities, and the only vital face is also protected by ultra-fine steel, which has a strong defensive power.

Weaknesses: Xiaoxianrou's sweet talk and head. 】

"nothing."

Fang Wen patted Mo Sheng on the shoulder.

Connection status: In a stable situation, he and Shi Dan are still well controlled.

"It seems that this bad luck ring has made a lot of contributions."

Fang Wen glanced at the pitch-black ring on Shi Dan's hand, envious for a while.

"Mrs. Iron Sand."

Fang Wen walked up to the tall figure and pointed to the rising fog around him.

"Make the noise louder."

Mrs. Iron Sand shook the machete at her waist, exhaled smoke from the iron mask, turned around with a soft snort, and walked into the mist behind her.

"Mo Sheng, you should go get ready too."

"Ok!"

Mo Sheng nodded, and with a wave of her small hand, vortices were formed in the water, forming a seemingly closed-loop passage leading directly to the bottom of the water.

Soon, the surface of the water was like boiling water, and with the sound of grunting, carrion corpses slowly emerged.

Although it was tattered, you could vaguely see that they were still wearing the uniforms of Fangshan School.

A few were even fresh.

Swelling and stench permeated the air in the neighborhood.

Fang Wen took a deep look at them, with a complicated look on his face.

"they are?"

Shi Dan beside him had a look of shock on his face.

"Those students."