Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

Chen Jian was taken aback for a moment, but did not respond: "...what?"

Ge Xiu did not speak, but answered him with practical actions.

"哗啦" There was a clear sound of glass breaking from the other end of the corridor. The young man standing beside shook the remaining glass shards on his clothes, then reached in and took out a fire ax that looked old. out.

Chen Jian suddenly had an ominous premonition in her heart:

"Wait, don't you..."

Ge Xiu raised his eyelids and glanced at him, the tails of his eyes slanted, a little smile flashed in his deep and dark eyes, with a bit of cynical frivolity and carelessness:

"There are two left, aren't there?"

Chen Jian's heart skipped a beat. He took a step forward and said solemnly, "The buildings and props in the dungeon are indestructible. Only by following the rules of the game can the task be completed."

"Unbreakable?"

Ge Xiu shrugged, lightly weighed the fire ax in his hand, and slightly curled his lips:

"You'll know if you try it."

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for the other party's answer, he just swung his arms and slashed at the tightly closed door with the fire ax in his hand!

The sharp white axe blade shone with a cold light, making a piercing sound in the air.

"Crack!"

The sound of the wooden door shattering sounded in the dead and deep corridor, the ax blade was deeply embedded in the door panel, and fine pieces of sawdust fell down with the ax blade pulled out, leaving a hideous wound on the door panel.

Chen Jian's eyeballs almost fell out of shock.

Other players who had experienced the game more than once were also dumbfounded. They stared blankly at the white mark on the wooden door, the scar left by the axe, and could hardly believe their eyes.

This... how is this possible!

In the past, novice players were almost collapsed by ghosts and rules, trying to attack buildings and props in the game in hysteria and despair.

But those seemingly paper-thin walls and those crumbling faded wooden doors, under the frenzied attacks of the players, are like iron walls and cannot be shaken at all.

Even the flimsy, flimsy paper, the loose and unreliable tables and chairs, are completely beyond human power.

But the situation before them completely subverted their common sense and cognition.

The door in the game dungeon... was actually... actually left marks on it by the players? ? ?

This is not metaphysics! ! !

Before they recovered from the shock, the harsh sound of the ax falling on the door panel and tearing the wooden boards sounded again and again.

"Crack" "Crack"!

After a few merciless blows, the airtight door was still tightly closed before, and the airtight door was chopped to pieces. A few sawdust hung precariously on the big hole, and the appearance of the room could be clearly seen from the outside. .

Ge Xiu lowered his hand holding the fire axe, and exhaled a long breath.

He turned his head and glanced at the stunned crowd, raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you coming?"

After speaking, he bent down and stepped in first.

In the next second, the slender figure of the young man disappeared into the big hole on the door.

The remaining players standing in the corridor looked at each other, seeing a kind of almost trance look in each other's eyes at the same time.

They hesitated for a while, but finally took a deep breath and walked forward.

The players took a vigilant look at the large irregular hole full of sawdust. The room inside was not lit like other naturally opened rooms, but was pitch-black, so dark that it was impossible to see. See exactly what's inside.

The cold, foul-smelling wind blowing from the dark room sent chills down the spine.

In the darkness, a strange and ominous atmosphere emanated from the depths of the quiet cave.

Several daring players glanced at each other, they took a deep breath, strengthened their courage, then bent down, followed Ge Xiu's example, and carefully drilled through the big hole on the door.

One of the players moved towards the wall against the door panel, and then groped on the wall next to the door in the dark - the sound of "click click" sounded in his ears, but the lights above his head did not turn on in response.

—No surprise.

The player opens the backpack and takes out the flashlight.

The lamp post dispelled the darkness in the room, and just shone on a pale face looking from inside.

The player was taken aback, his hands trembled, and he almost lost his grip on the flashlight.

Ge Xiu whose eyes were dazzled inexplicably: "?"

The player let out a long breath as if he was alive after a catastrophe, before his heart fell back into his chest cavity. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and asked in a low voice:

"How? Did you find anything?"

Ge Xiu raised the things in his hands at them.

In his palm lay a lock of long cut hair.

The pitch-black hair quietly hung down from Ge Xiu's fingers, shaking gently as if being blown by the breeze, as if it was alive.

At this moment, the light beam of the flashlight shone slightly on Gexiu's back.

There, countless strands of dark and thick hair protruded silently from the darkness, spreading their tentacles like fine and dense spider webs, shaking slowly and softly in the quiet and windless room, trying to move their teeth and claws. All creatures in front of him chewed and devoured them.

The slender young man stood in front of the ocean-like strands of hair, as if he would be swallowed by it in the next second.

The players gasped involuntarily, and a chill instantly crept up their spines, and they screamed subconsciously:

"behind--"

However, before their shouts could be blurted out, the seemingly weak and beautiful young man suddenly turned around. His face was expressionless, his movements were neat and unrestrained, he raised his ax and fell, and the sharp blade of the ax made the harsh sound of cutting hair. Sounded in a narrow closed room.

In the next second, a shrill howling sound like the howling of a ghost exploded in everyone's ears.

The dense strands of hair fluttered in the darkness like a long snake, and violently continued to attack the young man standing in the middle of the room as if enraged!

The players were frightened out of their wits, and quickly rolled and crawled, stumbling and escaping from the big hole in the chopped door.

The lights in the corridor were flickering, flickering, and the gap between the ceiling and the wall was violently shaken, and the dust fell, and it was scattered all over the floor.

Through the wall, the shrill screams and the creepy sound of hair breaking through the air could still be heard.

The players looked pale and looked at each other in shock.

Although the situation is critical, it is basically certain that as long as they escape to the corridor, those ghosts will not catch up.

It's safe, at least for the time being.

One of the men swallowed with some difficulty, and then asked hesitantly:

"In the room just now, the newcomer seemed to have hurt those hairs? Could it be that I misread it?"

At this time, everyone suddenly reacted.

--yes! !

Logically speaking, in all dungeons in this game, there are no countermeasures against ghosts. After encountering them, players can only run away and buy time. All their attacking intentions will be nullified. But the curses and injuries of ghosts are real.

But... just now, they clearly saw that the novice player seemed to have chopped off the ghost's hair with an axe? ? ? ?

what happened? ? ?

Everyone exchanged glances with each other, and everyone's eyes were filled with the same bewilderment.

At this moment, the screaming in the room suddenly stopped.

There was a dead silence in the corridor.

In the silence, regular footsteps could be heard slowly walking towards the players.

"Da da da".

Everyone subconsciously backed away.

Immediately afterwards, Gexiu bent down and stepped out from the door with a big hole in it. His expression was calm, without any emotional fluctuations, as if what happened just now was just an ordinary morning.

He straightened up in the corridor.

The eyes of the players moved down slowly, and then fell silent at the same time: "..."

They were horrified to see that a large handful of thick, jet-black hair was easily held in the hands of that amazingly good-looking young man.

Unlike the species that seemed to have life just now, the thick lock of hair hung lifelessly on the ground, like seaweed washed ashore by the tide, curled up and hanging down loosely.

Gexiu walked over with ease, and threw the hair he was holding in his hands in front of everyone's eyes:

"Four."

Chen Jian obviously didn't recover from the impact of the scene in front of him, he lowered his head and stared at the clump of hair thrown at his feet in a daze:

"that……"

His voice was dry and hoarse, as if he hadn't figured out what to say.

Chen Jian collected herself, and finally found her own language: "Then... the clue to the next floor..."

Gosho raised his eyebrows:

"unnecessary."

After speaking, he took the fire ax in his hand, turned around, and walked into the stairwell.

The players who were left downstairs stared blankly at each other, and it took a few seconds to digest the deep meaning in each other's words.

In the next second, they woke up like a dream, turned around in a hurry, and rushed towards the fifth floor.

Before reaching the fifth floor, they heard the familiar and rough sound of hacking and smashing.

The players took a deep breath and walked out of the stairwell.

Although they were mentally prepared, they still couldn't help but gasp when they saw the fifth floor.

This time, the opponent did not choose a certain door to smash, but began to destroy it on a large scale. All the sealed windows were pried open with an axe, scattered wood chips and dust covered the entire corridor, and even the walls were left behind. Deep ax marks.

Large areas of the wall peeled off, and under the wall, there were countless densely packed eyes, large and small.

Those pitch-black eyes of different sizes are rolling around, each eye reveals a kind of creepy malice, staring at the players standing in the corridor from the gap between the walls, silently Peeping silently.

Those eyeballs are close to each other, crowded like tumors. Viewed from below the wall, bright red blood is spreading in the white of the eyes. Such a scene is enough to give any sane adult a nightmare.

At this time, the young man finally stopped his destructive actions.

He tilted his head, frowned slightly, and carefully examined the spine-chilling eyeballs in front of him, as if he was thinking about something.

The next second, the young man slowly picked up the fire ax again, and tentatively poked one of the eyes with the handle of the axe.

"Ow-!!!"

The shrill screams instantly resounded through the building.

Players: "..."

This time, they didn't have the energy to make a fuss.