Please, It's A Scary World

"She has become stronger."

"When I came down from the fourth floor, only one room was eroded on the third floor."

"At that time, there were still three residents on the third floor. Now it seems that... they should have been swallowed by her."

Wang Jiaojiao stood at the entrance of the third floor with a serious expression on her face.

The blood on the ground seemed to sense someone coming, Gululu made a few bubbles.

The bubble burst, and a burst of blood-red smoke rose, turning into a grimace in midair.

He was waved away by Wang Jiaojiao.

Fang Ming walked to Wang Jiaojiao's side and looked inside.

The entire corridor was blood red.

It was empty inside, with blood dripping from the ceiling constantly.

Make a "tick tick" sound.

It's like a water curtain hole decorated with blood.

And it can be seen that all the doors in the corridor have been opened.

Like huge black mouths.

But the strange thing is, even though there was blood all over the walls, Fang Ming didn't smell a trace of blood.

On the contrary, there is a peculiar floral fragrance constantly wafting from it.

Fang Ming frowned, but couldn't tell what kind of flower it was.

Wang Jiaojiao poked lightly on his arm with her fingers: "Don't smell it, this smell will also erode your body, if you breathe it in, it will flow into your body.

Hearing this, Fang Ming frowned and took two steps back.

"Sister Jiao, these are obviously blood, why is the scent of flowers floating out?"

Wang Jiaojiao thought for a while: "Maybe, it was her favorite flavor in the past. Weird is hard to understand, even if something strange happens, it is reasonable.

Hong Doudou walked over from behind, she glanced at the situation in the corridor, her face suddenly turned pale.

According to her understanding, to achieve this level of weirdness, the level must be at least level 40 and above.

Faced with such a situation, there is absolutely no life but death.

She tugged on Fang Ming's sleeve worriedly: "Brother Ming, do you really want to go in?"

"Go in, of course you have to go in, if I don't go in, Xiaoxue will be in danger."

Fang Ming smiled, and rubbed Red Doudou's hair with his hands: "It's okay, we all have resurrection, you take out the speaker and get ready to start playing w". "

Hong Doudou knew that Fang Ming couldn't be persuaded, so she could only say "oh", then put her hand into her bosom, and started to take things out.

She first took out two vertical speakers that were as tall as a person, and then took out more than a dozen smaller speakers, household generators, converters, and recorders.

Seeing that Hongdoudou began to connect various lines and switches with ease, Fang Ming was a little curious: "Doudo, how do you understand this?"

Hong Doudou snorted triumphantly: "Of course I understand, I'm a top student in science and engineering!"

Hearing this, Fang Ming couldn't help but look at Hong Doudou with admiration.

It seems that this servant is not in vain. Not only can he serve as a treasure chest, run errands, but now he can also work as an electrician.

The price is super high!

When Hong Doudou finally packed her things, she took out a bunch of skirts from the space bag. These skirts come in different styles, from dresses to short skirts, from cheongsam skirts to floral skirts, and everything is beautiful. Have.

"There are still a lot in the space bag, and I can't put it here. I will take it out when the Congress runs out.

Hong Doudou said something with her hips on her hips, and then asked Fang Ming: "Brother Ming, do you want to start playing the recording?"

She knew that once the recording started playing, it would prove that the battle was about to begin.

It's a battle with weirdness.

Also a weird fight.

She had never heard of such a fighting style, but she had some expectations in her heart.

If their battle is successful this time.

So... the side where her sister Hongluan was trapped, could she also use such an unimaginable method?

If I could, that'd be great.

Hearing Hong Doudou's words, Wang Jiaojiao and the others all looked at Fang Ming.

Including the people in the live broadcast room, as well as the command room of the nine major theaters who have been in the live broadcast room.

Since Fang Ming proposed to stimulate the weirdness in this way, the discussion in the live broadcast room has not stopped.

Even the Nine War Zones held a discussion meeting internally for this purpose.

According to the results of the discussion and calculation, the method Fang Ming said really has a great chance to stimulate Weird's obsession and make Weirder show his flaws.

Therefore, at this time, everyone was expecting that Fang Ming would once again create a new miracle.

Fang Ming saw the tension and worry in everyone's eyes, and a gentle smile appeared on his face: "We are fully prepared, aren't we?"

He raised his hand: "Ready to play the recording, Zhang Mang, you are also ready to throw your skirt inside, Xiao Hei, you have some dark villains to follow me, do you know what to ask them to shout?"

Xiao Hei nodded: "Yes, I know."

Fang Ming: "Okay, that's ok, let's start! Doudou, turn on the stereo!"

As Fang Ming's voice fell, Hong Doudou turned on the household generator.

A slight roar sounded, like the drums of a charge.

"Zizi~" The two highest speakers made a strange sound, and after all the speakers were adjusted, Hongdoudou connected the recorder.

Clear and gentle sound is played from the speakers.

It was the voice of Red Doudou.

"My dearest sister, Xiaoxue, are you okay?

Sister, I really miss you so much.

By the time you read this book, my sister should be gone.

However, don't be sad for your sister, she is relieved.

It's just a pity that I can't continue to grow up with you, watch you get married, see you put on a beautiful red dress, and cry with you until your eyes turn red..."

The contents of the first page of the diary in the black box are read out by Hong Doudou with emotion.

Under the blessing of the speaker, the sound spread like thunder to the strange area on the third floor.

The blood in the corridor was constantly tumbling, as if it was boiling.

Bloody bubbles kept rolling on the ground, shattering, and rising up as blood mist.

"There is a reaction!"

"Go on, don't listen!"

Seeing the changes in the corridor, Fang Ming's face lit up.

Everyone else was also slightly excited.

The third floor, which was originally a pool of stagnant water, seemed to be activated after the recording was played.

Suddenly it became lively.

There were strange roars from inside, miserable, painful, and resentful.

But because the blood mist gradually rose, it was impossible to see what was going on inside.

Fang Ming stared fixedly into the blood mist, stretched his hand behind and waved: "Zhang Mang! The skirt is up to you.

Hearing this, Zhang Mang let out a roar, and pounded his fists (Qian Haohao) on his chest a few times, just like a gorilla.

He walked to the place where Red Doudou put the skirt, grabbed a bag with one hand, and then tore a big hole in the bag, and the skirt inside was immediately exposed.

He grabbed two bags and walked to Fang Ming.

"Throw!"

Fang Ming said something, and Zhang Mang roared immediately, the muscles and veins on his arms bulged, he twisted his body, and with all his strength, he threw the bag into the blood mist.

"Huhu~"

In the roar, the bag shattered in the air with the violent wind.

Dozens of skirts instantly fell around like a goddess scattering flowers.

The skirt fell into the blood, and the color was immediately dyed red.

Zhang Mang didn't stop moving, and threw the other bag violently.

The colorful skirts spread out in the blood mist, looking a little romantic and a little weird.

And the breeze from the skirt blows away the blood mist.

Let Fang Ming see clearly what was roaring inside just now.

It was densely packed: bloody corpses……….