I have a cub that escapes the boss

Ji Hanchuan was a little confused: Didn't I kill the spider?

He sat down on the edge of the bed, crossed his legs, put his elbows on his lap, and looked at the photo.

In a piece of white light, there are occasional trembling spider threads.Ji Hanchuan raised his eyelids and saw an iron plate on the corner of the hotel table.

The other day, he took a bag of fried rice from above.Up to now, there are still scattered items on the iron plate: several packages of snacks, mineral water, and condoms.

And a small box of matches.

Ji Hanchuan remembered very clearly that during the last restart, he found that the psychology teacher's spider silk was very flammable.It seems that a little spark can burn the sky with flames.

At this moment, he picked up the matchbox and shook it slightly.

The box is very light and empty, and there are only about a dozen sticks in it.

Ji Hanchuan thought: Am I going to burn the spider silk inside?

... the fire may not necessarily go in.

Tried it before, both solid and liquid things can be poured into the photo.But the fire is in a plasma state, and there was a precedent of burning President Sun's photo, Ji Hanchuan was a little hesitant, wondering if he should try it.

When President Sun's photo was burned, President Sun was obviously also affected.If this photo is burned at this moment, will the buildings and players inside be burned together?

Ji Hanchuan sighed, thinking that he should not grab the job of such a villain.

He put the photo back, rolled up his sleeves, and looked at the wound on his left arm.

The things carved in the first few days have scabbed and fallen off, leaving shallow marks.

In addition, he used a marker pen to roughly write down the experiences of these days as backup insurance.

The last piece of insurance lies in the SD card.

But now is not the time.

Ji Hanchuan glanced at his watch.

……

……

"What time is it?" Zuo Wen's voice trembled.

Yao Guangyuan: "07:30..."

Zuo Wen closed her eyes with tears in the corners.

She was wrapped in spider silk and hung upside down in the room, with only one face exposed.

Among the few people, only Yao Guangyuan could see the clock on the wall from the angle.In addition to the people who came up together last night, Li Qing and Dong Jiaze were also hung here.

But Li Qing and Dong Jiaze were unconscious and did not open their eyes for the whole night.

Zuo Wen suspected that they were dead.But I dare not say this directly.

Yao Guangyuan had another idea.

He used to think that Dr. Lin was the NPC who influenced the game and allowed the players to survive, but now it seems that he is not?

Shao You: "Doctor Lin is too impatient."

Ning Ning: "Huh?"

Shao You: "But the effect is good."

Ning Ning blinked her eyes.

Shao You pinched his daughter's cheek: "There are still seven hours before I can see Han Chuan's father."

Ning Ning stuck out her tongue: How could it take seven hours, I can see you anytime.

Seeing his daughter like this, Shao You smiled and corrected himself: "I can only eat for another seven hours. Ningning, you need to grow taller."

Ning Ning nodded: "Okay!"

Doctor Lin is still too weak.

He made such a big battle, wrapping all the players and all NPCs in the old campus, turning them into a personal chrysalis, and then being hung upside down from the ceiling.

Entering the cafeteria at this moment, what you see is overwhelming white spider silk and densely packed chrysalis.The players were either crying or numb, watching everything in front of them.

And in the middle of the campus, there is a huge spider.He—or "it"—showed two fangs, and eight human legs protruded from his huge, bloated body.This time, the eight legs are entirely a man's skeleton, covered with a layer of rough flesh, and the unshaven leg hair can be faintly seen.

In the belly of the spider, there is a face, eyes closed at the moment.

It stays quietly on its own spider silk, turning the entire campus into its own food.

but--

Not much power flows into the body.

The spider was anxious and crawled quickly on the spider silk.

He wants to eat those players.

But the "rules" required him not to kill too many people.

The spider became restless, feeling that his own power was being lost and robbed by others.

Shao You looked at him from a high place, his eyes pierced through the spider webs.

Such a weak newborn game creature can't even protect its own prey.

He could only watch helplessly as the steady stream of power was transmitted to Shao You, to the shadows lingering in the campus, and to the crowds that would appear in the teaching building late at night.

Spiders are prevented by "rules" from approaching the cafeteria.It burnt and was hungry.I spent too much before, but I couldn't make up for it.If it goes on like this, it will soon become what it was before, weak and powerless.

The spider changed direction and crawled towards the boys' dormitory building.

This time, it arrived smoothly, lying on the outside of the wall, with eight eyes staring at the human chrysalis inside.

The targeted NPC was covered in cold sweat, and his face was deformed by fear.

The spider crawled in through the window.

It clamps a human pupa and injects venom. The body of the NPC in it quickly melts and turns into a viscous juice, which is inhaled by the spider.

not enough.

Still very hungry, not enough.

The spider eyed the next human chrysalis.

……

……

On the 70th day of the game, at 02:30 pm, Ji Hanchuan washed a towel in advance and bit it in his mouth.

He was expressionless, thinking: I am probably sick.

Then he picked up the newly bought sharp knife and slashed at his left arm!

A gap was cut in the arm.

Blood flowed out, Ning Ning appeared in the room, and called him worriedly: "Dad—"

The next moment, he changed his voice and called: "Han Chuan."

Ji Hanchuan's face turned slightly pale, and sweat dripped from the corner of his forehead.

In his brief, two-and-a-half-game memory, he has never been injured this badly.

But Ji Hanchuan felt that earlier, he must have had a more difficult time.

It hurts.

But not intolerable.

He quickly picked up the SD card wrapped in clean plastic paper and stuffed it into the wound.

Obviously, things in the "pocket" cannot follow the player into the next restart.

Only the wounds on the body and the residual perception can be preserved.

Ji Hanchuan wasn't sure whether the words written on his body with a marker could be saved until the eighth restart, and he was also not sure whether the SD card stuffed into the wound could follow.But he wanted to gamble.

He bit the towel, with a cold face, picked up a threaded needle, and sewed up the wound.

It was a tiring job, and his skin was too tough.

It took Ji Hanchuan 10 minutes to sew roughly, and the stitched lines were crooked.

His left hand was covered with his own blood, and the other blood flowed onto the bed sheet, which was completely a murder scene.

However, it will be restarted soon, and these will not be preserved.

Ji Hanchuan looked at the clock next to him and counted down in his heart: ten, nine, eight, seven——

Yao Guangyuan said softly, "Six, five, four, three—"

Zuo Wen said in her heart: two, one!

Ji Hanchuan opened his eyes.

He saw the plastic barrier, and saw the scarlet letter gradually disappearing in front of his eyes.Everything around him told him that he was in a toilet cubicle at the moment.

Something is wrong.

He slowly pulled up the school uniform jacket, and the sweater inside, and saw a bright red.

Ji Hanchuan: "..." What's going on?

The next compartment: "Old Hu knows how to find trouble all day long!"

Ji Hanchuan heard the sound of flushing water, the voice of a young man, and smelled a faint smell of smoke.

But the smell of smoke was quickly overwhelmed by the smell of blood.

Ji Hanchuan took a deep breath.

He sorted out the known information in his mind: this is a high school, and he was in Class [-]... No, it was "Ji Hanchuan" who was in Class [-].

I don't know if this "Ji Hanchuan" is me.

There is a wound on the arm, which is very fresh, without dressing or treatment.

and many more.

Ji Hanchuan looked at the small spots around the wound, thinking: It seems that it has been sutured, but the suture line is missing.

why?

This kind of wound looks like it was just opened just now... Campus bullying?

Ji Hanchuan subconsciously touched himself.The pockets of the school uniform are empty...well, there is a pack of cigarettes.

But nothing that would cause a wound.

Ji Hanchuan looked around.Trash cans, urinals, water tanks... The footsteps outside are getting louder and louder, it seems that "Old Hu" is knocking on the door one by one.Ji Hanchuan opened the water tank, the inside was clean, no knife was seen.

The time is not right.

He heard a knock on the door, it seemed that "Old Hu" came over and asked Ji Hanchuan to go out.