Resurrected

How would you react if someone killed someone right in front of you?

Choose one, run away screaming, it is generally recommended for women to choose this option.

Option two, go forward bravely and capture the gangsters.This option is not recommended for general citizens, please be considerate of your family.

So, what did Chen Lin do?He just responded to Tang Kexin's greeting normally.

"You are early too."

After subconsciously answering this way, Chen Lin came to his senses.Now is not the time to say good morning leisurely in this bloody room, is it?

He glanced at the unknown corpses on the ground out of the corner of his eyes, took a step back with his heels, and asked calmly, "What are you doing here?"

If Tang Kexin answered him——nothing, just look at the scenery and kill people.No matter what he said next, Chen Lin would immediately go out and run away. He didn't want to taste that long knife.

"Work."

Unexpectedly, Tang Kexin put away the long knife and walked towards Chen Lin.

At this time, he no longer had the murderous aura when he drew the knife just now, just like an ordinary person who couldn't be more normal.Chen Lin's tense nerves also relaxed a little, and only then did he have time to notice the other ghosts around Tang Kexin.

The ghosts who arrived earlier almost ignored Tang Kexin, who was covered in blood. They squatted down and stood up, cleaning up the mess—the severed limbs and remains of the place.

"Your job is to clean them up, and my job is to clean them up." Tang Kexin walked to Chen Lin's side.

He was referring to the corpses in this place. Chen Lin noticed that when he said "they", Tang Kexin's tone did not carry any special meaning, as if he was referring to a lifeless body.

Chen Lin looked at the ghosts who came to take over the job of the cleaners like him. They were expressionless and mechanically repeated the work in hand, cleaning up the blood-stained room and removing the corpses.

He immediately realized that he should not stand here chatting with Tang Kexin, but should go to perform his own work.

"Go ahead."

Tang Kexin said something behind him, and when Chen Lin turned to look again, he could only see the back of this mysterious roommate leaving.

Why did he kill the people in this house?

Why did these corpses turn into corpses? Were they originally ghosts?

These doubts were hidden in his heart, and no one answered them.However, what disturbed him the most was that none of the cleaners in the room were surprised by the scene of Tang Kexin's murder, and they didn't even show half an expression.It's like getting used to this world where life will die at any time.

They have no emotions, no emotions, even if they are the next to die, it is estimated that these ghosts will not have much reaction.

They just lived mechanically, or at the beginning, these ghosts did fight and wanted to prove that they were still alive.But living in this underground world for a long time has obliterated their will bit by bit.

They began to accept their fate and simply regarded themselves as a real ghost.Chen Lin bent down to lift up a corpse.It was icy cold, but it still had a slight warmth, which was the aftermath of blood when it was sprayed out.

He looked at the cleaners who came in a hurry and carried the corpses.Chen Lin suddenly felt that compared to these corpses lying on the ground, those ghosts were more like corpses—living corpses.

This underground world eats people!

It quietly and silently annihilates the will to live of the residents here, allowing them to live without experiencing any interest in life.This is the scariest thing, much scarier than Tang Kexin's sharp long knife!

Killing invisibly, the death that wipes out the will.

Killing is tangible, ending the death of the body.

Which of these two deaths is more terrifying?

Chen Lin didn't think about it, and had no room to think about it.To survive in this underground world, he must endure before mastering its rules.Endure this oppressive atmosphere, endure the death that can be seen at any time, endure the life and death that exist here all the time.

He has lived here for a week, but he has only glimpsed the tip of the iceberg of this huge underground world.How many ghosts are here, who is managing this group of ghosts, what is the significance of their survival, why Tang Kexin is killing people here, and how many ghosts like him can kill with a knife without being controlled?

Everything is still a secret.

As if he was too focused on his thoughts, Chen Lin staggered, and some of the corpses he was carrying fell off.The ghost who cooperated with him in transporting looked up at him with gloomy eyes and didn't blame him, but it was more uncomfortable than being stared at.

Smiling apologetically, Chen Lin straightened the corpse.During this process, he inadvertently looked up at the corpse in his hand, just in time to see its appearance clearly.This is a very young girl, who should be at the age of youth, but has turned into a cold corpse.Its half-opened pupils were bloodshot, staring at Chen Lin, as if silently asking questions.

Why am I dying?

why are you still alive?

Why didn't someone else die!

This unwilling, cloudy and terrifying eyeball just looked straight at Chen Lin.Until it was thrown into the sack and carried away by other cleaners, Chen Lin still seemed to be able to feel that persistent gaze.That belongs to the resentment of the real dead.

Standing on the spot silently, Chen Lin stretched out his hand quietly, feeling the beating of his chest.It was still hot there, still alive, not cold and stiff.

On his left was the huge monster that Lao Liu called the Hell Pillar, and around the Hell Pillar was a bottomless darkness.This fantasy and trance world isolated him from sunlight and reality, and made him sink into the darkness little by little, forgetting the fact that he was still alive.

Sooner or later, will I become a walking dead like other ghosts, or will I become a corpse before that?

As Chen Lin thought about it, he couldn't forget the bloodshot eyes just now.He suddenly remembered what Old Liu said before - in this underground, it is not a good thing to live too much like a living person.

At this time, he finally understood that Lao Liu's words not only alluded to threats from the outside world, but more importantly, it was much more difficult than he imagined to keep the persistence in his heart in this underground world.

After going back and handing in the task, Chen Lin's card suddenly had more than 100 more points.He understood that this was because the cleaning work was different this time.In this underground world, what normal work can be found?

His old-fashioned thinking is nothing more than an escape, an escape from real contact with this world.However, from today onwards, Chen Lin understood that no matter how he tried to hide, he couldn't hide from this world.To truly survive here, one has to understand it.

So starting tomorrow, he decided to get in touch with other jobs—special jobs that only belonged to ghosts.

When they returned to the room, Tang Kexin was already in the room.

He was busy standing in front of the table, holding a bunch of food ingredients that he didn't know where he came from, and was cooking.

Tang Kexin's craftsmanship seemed to be pretty good. Standing at the gate, Chen Lin could smell a fragrance.He looked at the ghost in the apron, cutting the meat in his hands neatly, and couldn't help but think of the scene where he swung the knife to chop people just now.Wouldn't Tang Kexin feel disgusted, wouldn't he connect the two? 'This guy's powerful psychological ability is beyond his comprehension.

Chen Lin shook his head and returned to his bed.Seeing this, he couldn't help being stunned.

"Have you helped me... make the quilt?" He turned around and asked.

"Smoothly." Tang Kexin was adding seasonings to the pot without raising his head.

"...I don't like others touching my things." Chen Lin frowned.

Only then did Tang Kexin put down the spoon, and looked up at him.

"Sorry, not next time."

His apology so straightforwardly made Chen Lin reflect for a while whether he had said too much, and no matter what, he had good intentions, wasn't he?It's just that when he thought of the hands that were helping him make the quilt, he was still slashing and killing him an hour ago, and he felt a little nervous no matter what.

"It's a habit." Who knows where Tang Kexin is, he turned his head and continued to taste, while saying: "Every time I come back from work, I have to find something to do. I just saw that your bed was messed up, so I cleaned it up Just a moment. Sorry, I can't control it."

"..."

What kind of explanation is this?Chen Lin looked at him blankly.

"OCD?"

Think about it carefully, whether it is raising turtles, feeding goldfish, or cooking.Every time Tang Kexin did these things, there was always a looming smell of blood on Tang Kexin's body, which proved that he had just returned from a killing, and he was adjusting his mood in this way?

Thinking of this, Chen Lin felt much more at ease.Tang Kexin is not a robot after all, he still needs to adjust his emotions through some things, not a complete killing machine.In this way, Tang Kexin's usual weird habits were completely acceptable to him, and he even felt a little relieved.

The person living with him is still a normal person, not a monster.

Tang Kexin, who was cooking soup, suddenly turned around and glanced at Chen Lin.I don't understand why the vigilance on this guy suddenly relaxed after he said those words.Is he so careless?

Silently evaluating in his heart, Tang Kexin continued to cook.There was only one reason why he did this - because doing so would make him feel that he was still a normal human being.Once before he became a ghost, someone said a word to him.

You don't have any emotions after killing people.No anger, no fear, not even pleasure.You are a monster!

——Then how can you be considered a normal person?

That's what Tang Kexin asked at the time.

But how did the other party answer?I don't remember, because after that Tang Kexin cut off the man's neck with a knife.

Afterwards, every time he came back from the murder, he started cooking, feeding the goldfish, and watering the flowers.

When doing this, Tang Kexin was thinking, will I look like a normal person in this way?

And today, he successfully misled Chen Lin.

In fact, his roommate is not only a monster, but also a monster who pretends to be a normal person. Chen Lin didn't realize this until a long time later.

But now, Chen Lin let down his guard against Tang Kexin a little, and even took the initiative to talk to him.

He asked: "You showed up there today, is it also work?"

Stopping the kitchen knife in his hand, Tang Kexin looked back at him.

There was a cold light in his eyes.

"No."