After an Infinite Flow Player Retires

"crunch-"

The bus leaned to one side, and there was a screeching sound of metal parts rubbing against each other inside the body, as sharp as it could cut the eardrum.

The slender five fingers like dead branches slowly grasped the car door, followed by disproportionately slender arms and thighs, the tall and thin man folded his spider-like limbs into the narrow door.

The temperature in the compartment immediately dropped, and the sinister air permeated the muscles and bones.

Ye Jia narrowed his eyes.

This is a kind of hungry ghost, which mutates in the rich nourishment of resentment in the game.

They are cruel, greedy, insatiable, and like to torture their prey. They will eat each other when they are desperate and frightened. What's worse, their skin is extremely hard, invulnerable, and has almost no weaknesses.

And this one he just knew.

It is a dungeon boss that Ye Jia encountered shortly after entering the game.

Although it was only B-level, Ye Jia was inexperienced at the time, suffered from it, and managed to save his life.

However, Ye Jia was not very worried that the other party would recognize his face.

In the game, players do not enter the dungeon with the real appearance of the real world - now, I have to say, Ye Jia is very fortunate that there is such a rule in the game, otherwise he might be able to see the spectacle of all kinds of ghosts lined up in front of their own house The sight is gone.

However, breath is difficult to hide and change.

——Especially for hungry ghosts with extremely sensitive senses of smell and taste.

So Ye Jia was really not sure whether he would be recognized by the other party.

Cheng Ce was taken aback.

In an instant, all the details that had been overlooked just now rushed into his field of vision:

The overly silent carriage, the motionless passengers, and the foggy, dark window.

Cheng Cezhi's eyes widened suddenly, and he gasped.

At that moment, eight hundred shitty sentences whizzed through his mind.

...Damn it, two days in a row, once a day.

This, what kind of fucking luck is this? !

Cheng Ce's legs went limp.

But after all, it can be regarded as an experience, so he managed to stabilize this time without passing out.

The content of the training course comes back to mind.

Cheng Cezhi lowered his voice, and tremblingly said to the person standing behind him: "Ye, Brother Ye, don't, don't worry, I, I activated the emergency call device, Zhan, the Combat Division will come to rescue us soon, Just hold on, hold on for a few minutes..."

Most ordinary people who work in the Supernatural Administration and do not have any ability are more likely to attract ghosts than ordinary people because they often deal with unnatural supernatural phenomena, but they do not have enough self-protection ability, so they are often equipped with emergency calls device.

When activated when life is at risk, the device is able to transmit their last coordinates to the comms of nearby Combat Section personnel.

As an ordinary person, Ye Jia also has one, but he has never used it.

After listening to Cheng Cezhi's words, Ye Jia withdrew his hand without a trace.

It's a pity, if he hadn't been distracted for a few seconds just now, he wouldn't have missed the best opportunity to knock people unconscious.

The little black hand squatting on Ye Jia's shoulder slowly shrunk his figure, and moved a little bit under his collar, trying to cover his own existence.

There seemed to be something stirring and struggling under the pale skin of the hungry ghost. It had no mouth, but voices came from all directions:

"You shouldn't be here."

There was a hiss in his voice, like a cold-blooded reptile, with something creepy about it.

Cheng Cezhi broke out in a layer of cold sweat instantly. He supported the back of the bus seat beside him with his hands, and managed to keep his soft, noodle-like legs from slipping down. He mustered up his courage and stammered:

"Yes, sorry...I, we can get off right away..."

"It's okay," the other party let out a weird laugh, and the twisted and slender limbs creaked and rubbed: "I don't mind having some snacks on the way."

Cheng Cezhi: "..."

This topic can't go on!

The man with slender limbs like a spider took a step forward, his half-bowed body instantly elongated, occupying the space at the front of the bus, and his arms like dead branches stretched forward:

"It smells so good..."

he hissed.

Although there were no facial features on his face, Cheng Cezhi could clearly perceive that the other party's eyes moved away from his body and slowly moved behind him.

Then, he stopped very visibly, even stopping in the middle of his forward pace.

"Hmm... the smell on your body..." The protrusions under the face rolled more and more violently, as if they had caught some familiar smell, and became more ferocious.

It thought: "Okay..."

"Thank you." Ye Jia interrupted it without changing his face: "It's men's perfume."

man:"……"

Cheng Cezhi: "..."

Ye Jia: "I can give you the store address if you like."

The air stood still for a moment.

After hearing Ye Jia's answer, Cheng Cezhi's eyes darkened and he almost fainted.

Li Gui's sanity is often distorted and eroded by strong resentment, even if he does nothing, it may irritate the other party...

Not to mention this almost provocative tone!

He was instantly heartbroken.

It's over, it's over, now his life must really be at stake here.

Unsurprisingly, after a few extraordinarily long seconds, the hungry ghost let out an angry roar, and then, the shadow-like thin and slender limbs moved, attacking the two with an almost distorted posture ——

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Ye Jia grabbed Cheng Cezhi's collar and pulled it back, dodging the opponent's blow.

Cheng Cezhi rolled his eyes from being strangled, and stumbled backwards.

"Where's the protection device issued in the bureau?" Ye Jia approached the other party's ear, and quickly whispered: "Now, activate it!"

Cheng Cezhi reached into his pocket and fumbled with difficulty.

In the next second, there was a "bang", and an invisible aura instantly bounced off, enveloping the two of them like a hamster ball. The space inside the bus was narrow, and the man's flat and thin limbs were instantly squeezed against the wall edge.

It was thoroughly irritated.

A big opening slowly opened from the chest cavity, like a huge mouth, with circles of shark-like sharp teeth inside.

It gnawed and bit, and the sphere made an overwhelmed crunching sound.

Immediately afterwards, with a "chuck", the car door was slowly closed, and the engine started, causing the body to vibrate slightly.

The bus continued driving slowly into the depths of mist and darkness.

This is not a good thing.

Ye Jia quickly glanced out the window.

——Support hasn’t arrived yet.

In this case, it can not wait any longer.

The stronger the ability of the ghost that created the ghost creature, the larger the area covered by the ghost creature, and the concept of time and space here is different from the outside world. If you wait longer, it will be more difficult to explain after the matter is over.

"Crack-"

Under the opponent's fierce attack, the sphere was overwhelmed and cracked cracks, as if it was about to shatter.

At that moment, Ye Jia raised his hand to grab the little black hand that was firmly on his collar, and threw it towards the tall and thin man lying on the sphere without hesitation.

The little black hand screamed: "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

The opponent's movements stopped for an instant.

At this moment, Ye Jia seized the opportunity and slashed Cheng Cezhi on the back of the neck with a knife.

Cheng Cezhi fell to the ground.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa--'

The man is irritated.

His figure stretched suddenly, his slender limbs instantly covered most of the entire carriage, and the blood basin on his belly opened even further, almost tearing his withered upper body apart, and then he bit down fiercely. The protective ball that got in the way——

"Oh!"

The protective ball exploded into broken crystals, floating in the air for a short while, and then disappeared like a light spot.

It's now.

In the dark and swaying cold carriage, the slender figure of the young man rushed towards the figure of the evil spirit like a dark cloud of light and dust breaking through the sky——

An excited smirk came out of the big mouth full of jagged teeth, waiting for the food to be delivered to the door.

There is no need to hide anymore.

Another extremely aggressive ghost aura exploded in the carriage, and that familiar aura made Li Gui wake up from the chaotic rage for a moment.

Its body suddenly froze.

It was as if long-lost memories had been awakened and suddenly appeared in front of its eyes. .

wait... this...

Taking advantage of the moment when the hungry ghost was stupefied, the young man smiled slightly, and then without hesitation put his hand into its wide open mouth.

——It is true that the props in the game cannot penetrate the very hard skin of the hungry ghost, but they are not without weaknesses.That toothy maw is both their greatest weapon and their only weakness.

And when they are provoked to prey, they will open their mouths to the maximum.

This is also their weakest moment.

Ye Jia looked at the pale face that was less than a few inches away from him, the smile on his lips deepened, and he greeted it friendly:

"haven't seen you for a long time."

In the next second, the black shadow in his palm condensed.

"Stab—" A huge sickle pierced through the opponent's belly, tearing its body from the inside.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa and slender limbs are slender limbs. However, the color is rapidly fading, as if being absorbed from within.

With a twist of Ye Jia's wrist, the huge sickle instantly cut the ghost's body in half, the snow-white sharp blade cut through the air, and the coolness of the cold knife flashed across the wall of the bus——

As if fading, the clean and tidy appearance inside the bus gradually dissipated like a reflection in water, revealing the decayed walls that had been rusted by the years.

This is an empty old bus, which seems to have been eliminated for a long time, tattered, as if it will fall apart at any time.

The fog outside the window is dissipating.

"—and, farewell."

Ye Jia looked down at the lingering ghost lying on the ground, and added calmly.

The back of his hand was scratched by the opponent's sharp teeth, blood dripped down his fingertips, and the sickle in his palm disappeared without leaving a trace.

I saw that the half body of the hungry ghost in front of me was completely transparent, and the rich black ghost energy was rapidly draining from its wound.

It was still screaming and roaring, but the weakness in its voice could no longer be concealed.

The little black hand quickly retracted to Ye Jia's shoulders in a panic, clutching his collar tightly, and screamed:

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"What are you panicking?" Ye Jia took the time to glance at it, a little confused: "Its mouth is not on the face."

Little Black Hand: "..."

Grass.

...cannot be refuted.

The dissipated ghost energy slowly surged around the corners of the bus, and rushed towards Ye Jia close to the ground.

It was as if there was some terrifying existence quietly lurking in the seemingly slender body of the young man in front of him, sucking and devouring all the energy around him hungrily and greedily, quickly transforming the ghost energy overflowing in the air, and dripping into his body The blood vessels became his flesh and blood, a part of his body.

On the back of the white hand, the bright red wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the end only a light pink mark remained.

At that moment, the little black hand froze suddenly.

It seemed to feel something, and instinctively turned to look at the young man who was grabbed by the collar.

The cold and damp mist slowly dissipated, and the glare of the noon sun shone through the window glass.

The profile of the young man's profile is pale and clean, and the thin down on his cheeks is clearly visible in the sunlight. His eyelashes are drooping, his expression is peaceful, and there is a kind of delicacy and tranquility that can confuse people. His body shape and even his breath are incomparable to ordinary humans. different.

The little black hand looked at Ye Jia with some doubts.

Was it just an illusion?

Why does it feel that... the smell of this human being suddenly became a little...

fear?

The bus has now been fully restored to its original state. Although it only ran in the mist for a few minutes, the urban streets outside the window have disappeared, leaving only a wilderness.

Ye Jia stared at the hungry ghost on the ground, his expression suddenly became a little complicated.

"What's the matter?" The little black hand's attention was diverted, it grabbed Ye Jia's collar, followed his line of sight, and looked at the ground with its head: "Did you find any clues?"

Ye Jia sighed faintly: "Did you know? The salary of the combat department is six times that of the logistics department."

Little Black Hand: "..."

Ye Jia: "And the benefits are even better."

Little Black Hand: "..."

Ye Jia: "I'm working in the combat department with the salary of the logistics department. I'm so tired."

Little Black Hand: "........."

Ye Jia: "I want to take a vacation."

The little black hand fell into a long silence.

——So it must have been an illusion just now.

At this moment, it was about to dissipate, and the hungry ghost who was already in a daze seemed to be stimulated by his words, and suddenly struggled violently. His pale face was raised to face Ye Jia directly, hissing from his throat. Vicious voice: "ACE... It's really you... Hahahahahahaha, do you think that everything will be safe after you leave the game? Your name on the hate list will disappear after you die... Hehe , hehehe..."

Ye Jia's eyes darkened slightly.

Hate list...?

About this, is what the little black hand said true?

"The king will come to find you..." The hungry ghost let out a bitter laugh, "No one can escape unscathed after doing something like that..."

Ye Jia: "???"

and many more?

What to do?

But before he had time to ask anything, the hungry ghost vanished into thin air the instant the words fell.

Ye Jia took a deep breath, then stretched out his hand and tore off the little black hand on his shoulder and shook it:

"What did I do? Do you know what it says?"

The little black hand replied hesitantly: "I...I don't know..."

Ye Jiahuang pushed harder.

"Wait, wait!" The little black hand was shaken dizzily, and shouted: "Okay! Okay! I just heard..."

Ye Jia asked: "What did you hear?"

The little black hand stammered: "It's...it seems...you gave up on Wang Shiluan...something...something..."

Ye Jia: "........."

Wait, what?

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A raging sea of ​​blood.

Blood slowly oozes out of the pitch-black land, converging into the silently surging blood river, broken limbs and remains, piles of bones, forest white and scarlet mixed with everything, forming a bloody kingdom of death.

This is a field.

No one can know how powerful its owner will be if a domain that is so huge as to be unimaginable can be constructed.

In the center of the field, on a huge throne made of white bones, a man sat with his eyes closed.

His eyelashes moved.

As if aware of something, the man slowly opened his eyes.

His pupils are a deep dark red, like a sea of ​​condensed and viscous blood, slowly surging and undulating in the silent darkness.

He looked in a certain direction, his pupils narrowed slightly, like a cold-blooded predator who had finally caught his prey, and a fleeting icy smile appeared in the depths of his eyes.

at last.

In the next second, the bloody breeze passed by, and the numerous corpses made rattling noises.

On the throne of bones, the man's figure slowly faded away, and finally disappeared.