triple world

In fact, as early as when they first saw the girl's body, the three of Fu Yan already knew that it was too late to rush back.

Gu Wensheng was even more aware.

In this game world, the tricks of the mirror are already obvious. Now that they have done something, they will not be allowed to leave safely. Cutting off the source of Gu Wensheng's clues is a good way to increase the difficulty of the game world.

As far as people are concerned, Gu Wensheng is not a good person, and what Fu Yan can't see, he shows more of a ruthless and indifferent image.

In the past, he didn't mind and didn't resist facing additional crises in the past. It would only make him have a stronger desire to win and lose, and then he would have more fun at the moment of real encounter.

Therefore, the people they met before may have left a shadow in Fu Yan's heart, but Gu Wensheng didn't pay much attention to it. At most, it was the disappointment of losing the clue. It doesn't matter how serious it is.

So in the final analysis, he didn't care too much in his heart. No one except Fu Yan could make him anxious enough to let the shadow take a step ahead. Since it was too late, there was no need to be extra nervous.

The upstairs was dead silent, only the footsteps of the three people remained. When they stepped on the last flight of stairs, they saw the door in their memory half open, with blood stains on the door, shaking slightly.

The window at the end of the corridor has been broken, and the wind blowing in brings the smell of blood, and the people hiding here have already suffered misfortune.

"Uncle?" Song Yu called out in a low voice, but no one responded.

When he opened the door, a beam of blood fell from the top of his head. It was a head that was torn off from its owner's neck, and then randomly placed on the half-closed door, becoming a person who opened the door. Little surprise.

Song Yu took two steps back with a livid face. The head rolled on the ground and stopped in the middle of the room. It was the bald man.

The door opened, and the whole picture of the room was revealed in front of the three of them. The broken arms and limbs of more than a dozen people piled up in the room. Yan's nasal cavity still has a warm feeling.

Everyone's faces were full of pain, despair and astonishment. They ushered in a brutal killing in a peaceful time.

Fu Yan turned his back and took a breath. He saw the shy little girl lying in the corner. Her face was pale and her body was torn from her shoulders. Her shy expression turned into fear.

She never threw away the bag of potato chips that Song Yu gave her, but at this moment, the thin plastic bag was filled with blood from her own body.

Nausea.

That zombie was a shadow, and was once a human being, but he didn't take human life seriously at all.

Some people may not care about the lives of these people who cycle through life and death in the game world, but they don't take pleasure in killing people. This is the most essential difference.

Gu Wensheng: "He's still alive."

Fu Yan immediately turned around and looked at the direction he was pointing at. A man lying in a pool of blood was half covered by the corpse of another person, and he survived until now in the hands of that monster.

He is the little girl's father, but now he has reached the end of his life.

He was chopped off at the waist and fell to the ground on his back. His wife, daughter, and brother were torn apart beside him. The remains concealed signs of his survival, and he lingered for a few more minutes.

Every remaining minute was painful, he closed his eyes in the chaotic pain and didn't know what he was waiting for, until the moment he heard the voice, he finally understood the meaning of suffering.

He struggled to open his eyes and looked at the three young men squatting beside him. He wanted to open his mouth to speak, but only the sound of hemoptysis remained in his throat.

He didn't know where the confidence came from, and he hoped that these young people would avenge them, and wanted to tell him what happened here and who did it, but he couldn't speak, his eyes turned black and he was about to die.

The middle-aged man opened his mouth in vain, but in the end he couldn't leave a word and swallowed his last breath.

Song Yu frowned: "It's late. It should have been a few minutes."

Probably when they just discovered the corpse in the convenience store, the zombie had already broken in here, and they only grabbed the last little tail left by the other party.

What the middle-aged man clearly wants to say may be a useful clue. If they come a minute earlier, they may know it.

But there are no ifs, the half-cut is too painful for a living person, every minute is suffering, and death is the relief for him.

"Chest." Fu Yan lowered his head and said softly.

Gu Wensheng: "What?"

"He said the chest." Fu Yan repeated, reached out to look in the middle-aged man's chest pocket, and pulled out a folded white paper from the blood-soaked shirt pocket.

Most of the paper was stained red with blood, but the writing on it hadn't disappeared. After it was spread out, it was found that it was a map, and the logo of Xingxing Cinema could be seen on it. Find the location of the troops.

"Map..." Song Yu said in surprise.

The middle-aged man wanted to speak but couldn't make a sound. He could only say what he wanted to convey silently. Fortunately, Fu Yan understood the shape of his mouth.

While seeing this piece of paper, Fu Yan thought a lot.

They had told the man that he could take them away with him, to find the protection of the army, if he wanted to, but he had presumably given up on that option in the end.

If more than a dozen people acted together, there would be some troubles on the road. Maybe that's why he finally decided to continue living in this apartment building with his partner.

As a reward for Fu Yan's kindness, he drew a map of the route he knew to the place where the troops were stationed, and put it in his chest pocket, ready to give it out when they came back.

But he waited first for the zombies.

The only good thing is that this piece of paper was sent out in the end.

Fu Yan stood up and looked around. This place, which was originally full of laughter and laughter, has now become a Shura field.

"The game world is reused, right?" Fu Yan asked.

Gu Wensheng nodded: "Everyone may be matched to the same game world."

"Then these people will die again and again?"

"Different choices of the editor will lead to different results, but this is not your fault." Gu Wensheng said calmly, "This game world has deviated from its established track from the very beginning, and everything behind is out of our control."

Fu Yan knew what he was talking about, he knew he couldn't easily take the deaths of these people on himself, but he couldn't let go easily, this kind of contempt for life always made him feel uneasy.

He has not cultivated a heart of stone in countless game worlds, and he has not ignored the lives and deaths of others. He may not care much about his own life, but he has not lost his compassion for the dead.

This reminded him of himself and Gu Wensheng, innocent people always have to endure more trials.

"I see." Fu Yan responded, he had to get used to the mirror world as soon as possible.

***

In the bathroom, Fu Yan flushed the floor with the shower head, and stepped lightly a few steps from time to time. The dark red blood was washed away from the soles of the shoes, and the sticky feeling on the ground gradually disappeared.

When there was no red in the water, he turned off the shower and hung it back on the wall.When you go out, dry the water droplets on the soles of your shoes on the carpet by the door.

Song Yu lay on the table and studied the map: "It's not too far from here. Let's start tomorrow morning. If you can't find a car, you can go there."

Gu Wensheng hummed, and pulled Fu Yan to the sofa next to him.

"you are not happy?"

Fu Yan nodded honestly. Seeing such a scene, no normal person would feel much better.

But he didn't let this kind of emotion erode his mind, he collected his thoughts and asked, "There shouldn't be any other editors with us in this game world, right?"

"Probably not." Gu Wensheng thought for a while, "If you haven't met it after two days, the possibility is very small."

Fu Yan: "Then who took the food in Xingxing Cinema?"

"food?"

"Ah."

When they first entered the game world, they thought that there would be other editors working with them, because the missing part of the food at the counter was very neat, as if it was taken away in a hurry.

If the survivors in this world did it, they wouldn't be so restrained when they saw food, and they wouldn't just take part of each item and leave the rest alone. This is too weird.

And if there are no other editors who can cooperate, there is only one possibility-it is not someone else who collects the food, but the person who is the editor of the shadow zombie who stands on the opposite side of them.

"If the world allows shadows to take action, then where is the editor hiding?" Fu Yan asked.

Song Yu mentioned the weak situation of the editor in the corridor of the movie theater before, so when it is all based on the shadow, the editor should hide in a place that he thinks is safe.

"It wants to prevent us from clearing the customs. No matter how powerful it is, finding its editor can end everything." Fu Yan said.

Gu Wensheng glanced at him in surprise, Fu Yan recovered much faster than he expected, and pointed out something that he and Song Yu hadn't discovered before.

Indeed, those foods that disappear from movie theaters in the absence of the rest of the director are very odd indeed.

Gu Wensheng looked at Fu Yan and said, "Brother, don't you think that you have taken too much action against its editor? After all, he didn't kill him."

Fu Yan glanced at the white paper spread out on the table: "The editor and the shadow are one, so no matter how weak you are, you should know what your shadow has done, right?"

"If he acquiesced, he is not innocent."

What's more, his existence threatened Gu Wensheng's safety, and he was on the opposite side of them.

Gu Wensheng chuckled, he thought that Fu Yan would not realize this so quickly, but obviously, Fu Yan accepted all this faster than he thought.

Gu Wensheng: "Brother, then we will find him and kill him."

Fu Yan: "Yes."