Fantastic

Bu Chu never thought that besides triggering the passivity, there were other situations that could make him collapse to such an extent. In the end, he seemed to faint, and then opened his eyes to find that it was Miao who was holding him.

He couldn't stand the stimulation now, even if he was just being hugged, he subconsciously pushed Myuu away, backed up abruptly, and pulled a distance, his chest heaved violently and began to pant.

And when he met Miu Na's gaze, he realized that something was not right.

Miao looked at him, as if he didn't know what was wrong with him, and wanted to go forward, but because he was pushed away by him just now, he hesitated, wondering whether he should go forward or not.

Bu Chu took a deep breath and glanced at the time.

He also said before that after a series of things, in fact, it was only a while, it was still noon, and he thought he had been in that ghost place for a century, but now he looked at it again, and found that the time seemed to be nothing at all. moved.

"...Did I faint?"

"Ah."

"How long have you been dizzy?"

"Exactly 7 minutes."

It's the number seven again.

Seven days, seven hours, seven minutes.

This time, Bu Chu was convinced that the one just now was an illusion, and this damn illusion was related to that statue.

He now has a strong sense of dislocation, that is, the whole person seems to be divided into two parts, and his spirit is highly tense, but the blood bar that should be related to this is full, and there is no slight discomfort in his body. It's his own illusion that something is still moving.

It didn't have that sticky feeling, it was very dry, which reminded him of the time when Myuu said to help him "lick it all clean"...

No, this is not the same as that!

Bu Chu immediately vetoed it, although he said that the mental stimulation may be reflected in the body, but this is obviously a separation of the two, and he didn't notice anything strange about it.

What's more, he said that to Miao last time, and Miao probably won't do it again.

The statue was still on the side. When he looked at it, he felt more and more that the little figure on it was himself.

...Damn it, it was supposed to have a mysterious color, why did it turn into a different color in the end.

Do other people have to come out like this when they get this thing? ?

Is this also part of the mental exercise in the game? ?

can't you? ?It's outrageous! !

Bu Chu always felt like he was being targeted, and he could tell from this damn passivity, otherwise other players wouldn't complain about this garbage game until it went bankrupt? ?

He scolded the official [-] times in his heart, but after all he signed the contract, he still had to bite the bullet and go through the customs. The statue couldn't be smashed and thrown away, so he had to put it back in his pocket.

There's nothing like shame and anger, but an inexplicable feeling of being taken advantage of, but dumb eating Coptis chinensis.

After all, he couldn't tell anyone about it! !

"...Let's go, Myuu."

Gritting his teeth, he was still ready to continue with his original plan.

The original... what was the original plan?

Oh, they said they wanted to figure out the base.

Damn, if signing the contract is considered to be working, he wants to call himself a "model worker", which really touches him.

Bu Chu walked ahead, just wanting to quickly find clues to pass this link, but was lightly touched on the side of his neck.He jumped up almost instantly, clutching his neck and leaning against the wall, as if he had been quite frightened.

"you……!"

Seeing Miao stretching out his hand, he still looked a little at a loss, couldn't swear, and fell hoarse again.

It was he himself who overreacted because of the previous incident, Myuu was innocent, he didn’t know anything, strictly speaking he was just a hard-working and exploited wage earner, and to put it bluntly, he was always being used as a tool that could not be obtained for anything people.

Bu Chu tried his best to suppress the trembling feeling, so that his voice would not sound so blunt.

"……what are you doing?"

Miao: "I saw something on your neck."

Bu Chu touched it, but found nothing.

"Have you taken it down?"

"Ah."

"That's fine."

Bu Chu didn't ask what it was, maybe it was hair or something else, it was a trivial matter.

After hesitating for a while, he said again: "...tell me first in the future."

Seeing Myu nodding, he turned his head and continued walking.

Miao didn't move, but looked down at the hand he just extended.

Although Bu Chu dodged quickly, he was still touched by him, and now there is a little crystal on the back of his finger.

He stuck out his tongue and slowly licked that point away.

Licking off the point on the back of the finger, and then sucking it, the whole person became excited visibly, like an addict who got a little relief, after a short period of satisfaction, he wanted more.

He was born white, so his tongue was as scarlet as blood. When he was doing this, he was staring at Bu Chu's back. He was no longer calm and harmless, and his eyes became sharp vertical pupils. , showing a strong aggression, and desire for the person in front of him.

In any case, Myuu is an NPC, and he is also a special NPC in horror movies.

If Bu Chu had seen him at this time, he would probably never feel that he was an innocent and pitiful boy, and he would be able to put him by his side defenselessly.

Miao looked down, looking a little sad.

But no, if Bu Chu doesn't let him do that, Bu Chu will be unhappy.

Be obedient and obedient, only in this way can Bu Chu like him.

The more you want to suppress it, the more eager you are to move. The root of the tooth is itchy, itching to the heart, and the throat becomes thirsty. That is far from enough, even if it was reckless not long ago.

If only I could always...

"Miao?"

Bu Chu didn't hear Miao's footsteps coming up, and looked back, seeing that the other party seemed to be in a daze.

"What are you doing standing there?"

"...Ah." Myuu seemed a little overwhelmed, "I'm sorry."

He followed with his head down.

Bu Chu felt that he was inexplicably depressed.

"what happened?"

Miao shook his head, looked at him, and hesitated for a while before uttering a word.

"hungry."

Bu Chu suddenly stopped, he thought of what would happen during the "feeding".

Although it seemed a bit childish compared to the "catastrophe" just now, he still felt his scalp tingling.

Calculating the time, it's not surprising that Myuu would be hungry. Rather, the interval has been long enough. He even wondered if the other party was so sensible that he was starving, so he didn't say a word.

...Although even if you are really hungry, you can't starve to death.

Bu Chu: "...I'll feed you when I get back, bear with it for now."

"it is good."

Miao Dao, it looks really cute.

After that, Bu Chu took Myu around the base. There were many players on the road, most of whom turned their attention to Myu who was following him, and he ignored some who tried to strike up a conversation.

The layout of the base was similar to what he had guessed before, and there were all necessary infrastructures. He also went to the mission release point that Ge Liang said, and took a rough look at those missions. He felt that now was not the time to do missions, so he left.

To make a digression, other players have to go through these tasks to obtain the qualifications to continue to stay in the base. He has such a py deal with the "boss", and being arranged to live in the villa is almost directly rejected. After raising it, there is no need to "work".

Tsk, when this ghost gave him that statue, did he know that that would happen? Was it on purpose? ?

Bu Chu deliberately went to find the research institute, but he couldn't find it after wandering around the base for several times.

It seems that it is really underground, and the entrance is not so easy to find, it is not easy for people to enter.

All the agents of the research institute that asked the players to catch the living body were just missing from the mission delivery point just now. Perhaps the players who received the mission handed over to the research institute directly, and did not make it clear.

It's so mysterious, it looks more and more like it's hiding something.

He was hesitating whether to find a way to go in and find the way first, or to wait for the follower to contact him. After all, they had agreed on the surface to go to the research institute.

Although it was as crude as a "visit", and he didn't know if Tai Ji Tong would keep its promise, but it's only been a few days, so he can wait for a while to see what happens next.

After Bu Chu made a decision, he planned to go to Ge Liang to discuss the next action plan.

The abnormality was discovered when he sent a message to Ge Liang in the channel, and then saw that the system turned into a string of garbled characters.

The last time he saw these garbled characters was not long ago, which made him tense up instantly.

Myu, who was by my side, disappeared at some point, and neither did the players, and he was the only one around.

...No, sir, come again? ?

Bu Chu was very irritable.

He felt that this was an illusion again.

Even if you already know that this world is not a world that follows science, you can't come like this? ?Who the hell can stand it? ?

This time it wasn't a small dark room anymore, the surrounding environment looked normal, except that there was no one there, and he got stuck in it without anyone noticing, and he didn't know what he wanted to do this time.

It was impossible for Bu Chu to sit still and wait for death. He definitely wanted to fight bravely, but he just stood there vigilantly for a long time, nothing happened, and he was a little confused.

...What are you going to do?

He took out the knife, held it in his hand, and walked forward cautiously.

It was really strange, the scene he was in now, to say the least, seemed to be in a park.

That's right, it was the kind of park that was very common in cities before the end of the world, where old people and children would go for a walk and play.

There is no one in the park, but the scenery is good, and there are gorgeous flowers everywhere.

Bu Chu looked at his feet and tentatively picked up one. The senses were extremely real, but nothing happened.

... What the hell, could it be that he was brought in to enjoy the flowers?

He didn't have that kind of leisure and elegance at all, he just wanted to get out of this ghost place as soon as possible.

Bu Chu continued to walk forward and finally saw someone.

He was ready to fight immediately, but the man seemed unaware of his arrival, standing with his back facing him among the flowers.

It was a man, tall and straight, and he looked quite handsome just from the back view. There was an easel in front of him, and he was holding a drawing board in his hand, as if he was painting.

Bu Chu didn't relax his vigilance, he stood for a while, seeing that the other party was really just concentrating on painting, he became hesitant in his heart.

He couldn't figure it out at all.

The next moment, the man turned around and looked towards this side, and then he seemed to see Bu Chu, and then his eyes widened, staring at him firmly.

Men are very good looking.

Bu Chu didn't know his occupation, he might be a painter by looking at the drawing board, and if he were to be a model or a star actor, this face would definitely drive the audience crazy, probably no one would have a bad feeling for his face.

There is a special aura about him, which may be unique to the artist, or it may be something else, in short, it makes people unable to move their eyes away.

But being stared at by such a person with such... what can be called "fanatic" eyes, Bu Chu subconsciously took a step back.

He doesn't know why the other party looks at him like this, and everything is unknown now.

Fortunately, he didn't feel any malice from the man.

Just when Bu Chu thought about it, thinking that he might come forward to have a conversation and get some information and information, he sharply saw the drawing on the drawing board behind the man, which seemed to be distorted.

No, to be precise, it wasn't that the painting was distorted, but the shadow cast by the man on the drawing board was distorted.

That was clearly not a human form.

……

Bu Chu: I think I'd better run.

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