Dead Beauty Airborne Abyss Game [Unlimited Streaming]

Lifting the coffin, Shi Yuchuan had to recall his previous life.

At that time, the world was not at the end of the day. He was a construction dog who had not graduated from college. During the summer vacation, he went to his grandfather's birthday shop to learn carpentry and stayed for two months. This black coffin was his first work.

It's just that the current black coffin is cold to the touch, completely different from the wooden texture before, and more like black stone carvings. If it wasn't for the fancy signature carved on the edge of the coffin lid, he would hardly have recognized it.

[To popularize science, normally all props have skill introductions after they are bound, but this one looks like a half-finished product! 】

[How to use this thing?Just throw it out? 】

Shi Yuchuan also wanted to know about the system's problems. Although the black coffin was heavy, it should be quite powerful if thrown out.

However, the current occasion is obviously not suitable for discussing this.

"Can the holder's name be changed?"

The origin of the black coffin became more complicated. Shi Yuchuan didn't want to cause trouble, but seeing that Xing Jiaren had already reached the table, the system froze again.

【cannot!Don't let him touch the black coffin!Touching the props will display the basic information. 】

[Pull the cabinet in the middle of the second row on the left behind the back! 】

Shi Yuchuan took two steps back, opened the buckle with his backhand, and opened the refrigerator compartment.

"Squeak—" the voice made people's teeth sore.

Sure enough, Xing Jia turned around and walked towards the mortuary cabinet beside him. When he saw the corpse, he laughed and whistled: "Hey, is this someone you don't know?"

He was the photographer who met everyone on the first day when we gathered together.

Now he was lying naked in a cold cabinet, the traces of being torn and then stitched could be clearly seen on his body, and the terrifying scars were entangled like snake bones.

Xing Jia touched the wound and stared at the blood stains on his fingers for a moment.

"The time of death was exactly 24 hours. It didn't take long to put it in. The stitches were very fresh, and the blood on the thread was not dry yet."

Saying that, Xing Jia pulled out the whole grid and put it on the ground, carefully inspecting the corpse.

[The pair of sunglasses are props that can reveal some invisible clues. 】

[The energy fluctuations and notes of this corpse are no different from the others. 】

Shi Yuchuan stood aside and glanced at it, frowning slightly.

No camera.

The corpse of □□ did not wear any jewelry, and the wristband on his hand was also changed to black.

[Think of a way to touch the coffin lid again, I'll try to see if I can fit it into the system space. 】

While Xing Jia was still looking for clues, Shi Yuchuan put his hands on the coffin lid again.

I have seen other people find props out of nowhere, presumably the props have the function of carrying them with me, otherwise the system would not say try it.

Perhaps it has been bound to the system for too long. The moment he put his hands on the coffin lid, he felt something peeling off from his body, but the black coffin was motionless on the long table, without any response, and even the system made no sound. .

"There's nothing useful, let's find the exit first." Xing Jia stood up and said.

Given Xing Jia's mercenary behavior before, the black coffin was probably a big trouble, so Shi Yuchuan tentatively asked, "Aren't you going to take this thing away?"

Xing Jia glanced at him with a complicated expression.

"Bring out the dungeon, who dares to exchange this thing for money under Mingshan's nose?"

"In case I'm really the Chosen One and activate it, will I be able to return to Wuwang City in the future? I won't be able to take this life when I go back? Whoever activates this black coffin will be enmity with the Tower of Babel."

Shi Yuchuan, who had just inexplicably become the holder of the black coffin, pursed his lips. He seemed to be passively taking revenge on some terrible person. After he took a look at the black coffin, he left the central area with Xing Jia.

In the damp morgue, Yu Yunhuan's voice sounded suddenly.

"Come and see this!"

……

It was a wooden box in the corner of the morgue against the right wall.

It looked very old, but it looked extremely dry in a humid place like the mortuary. It seemed that the things inside were sealed well.

Ke Zhen put away the key-like props, and said in a cold voice, "There is no way to brute force it. We must find the key that belongs to this box."

"Damn, what's going on with this dungeon?" Hong Mao was a little irritable.

Xing Jia had a sneer on his face and said nothing, judging from the props that Ke Zhen frequently took out, he has a rich family background, and in the past, dungeons often relied on reckless props.

Now this nursing home seems to be cursed, the rules are almost everywhere, and many props cannot be used.

The more Hongmao thought about it, the more angry he became, and he kicked the box against the wall.

"What's that?" Yu Yunhuan pointed to the white corner leaking from under the box.

Hongmao hurriedly moved the box away, and under the faint light of the light-stealing bug, a piece of writing paper appeared in front of everyone.

The letter paper was yellowed and stained with water, and the handwriting was flimsy.

In the front is a babble of greetings to family members. It can be seen that the owner of the letter has a happy family.

(My condition has improved a lot. Dr. Lu is highly skilled, and I think I will be discharged from the hospital in a short time. I have been here for almost three months without knowing it.)

(The food here is delicious, better than anything I've ever eaten, and I'll be sure to pack some for you when you get out of the hospital.)

(It’s just that Nurse Jin seems to have some problems. I once saw her secretly change the medicine of the patient next door...)

The words on the back were soaked in water and could not be read clearly.

"Why are you still using letters in what year?" Xing Jia sensed something was wrong.

Although this nursing home looks old, it is obviously a modern building with elevator lights. Although it lacks entertainment facilities such as TVs, there is a landline in the nurse station on each floor.

Ke Zhen carefully put away the letter paper, and said: "There are less than four hours before dawn, I think we should think about the way out now compared to the things in the box."

"Crack!" Just as everyone was talking, a short voice sounded, followed by a desk lamp not far away.

Yu Yunhuan released his hand from the pull switch of the desk lamp with a cautious expression on his face.

"I just saw a thread here... I want to give it a try."

Unlike Hongmao's disgusted eyes, Xing Jia gave a thumbs up: "Good job!"

The desk lamp was placed on the long 'mahogany' table - it was clearly a wooden table top, but it seemed to be covered with many layers of blood, exuding a strong smell of blood.

There was an open toolbox on the table, inside which were rusty scalpels, a few scattered S-shaped pull hooks, bent medical suture needles still stained with blood that hadn’t dried up, and iron hangers on the wall beside the table. Tools such as hammer drill bits.

Reminiscent of the dead body of the photographer I saw before.

Not long ago, someone had stitched up the broken body of the photographer on this table, wiped it clean, and put it in the freezer.

who can that be?

"Someone has just used it here, and we have turned around here too. Apart from us, there are no other living creatures"

It takes five or six minutes to walk from left to right in such a large mortuary. Except for the elevator on the left, the table on the right, and the boxes in the corner, there are only refrigerators and countless weird corpses left.

From the cabinets that everyone pulled open, it can be seen that the corpses of patients with the same symptoms were placed in the cabinets with the same number. These patients had different degrees of mutation when they died.

Shi Yuchuan tried to contact the system, but there was no response.

Afterwards, the crowd found no other useful clues until they reached the end of the morgue, and Yu Yunhuan, who was leaning against a row of mortuary cabinets, asked dully.

"Did you hear anything?"

Everyone stopped and slowed their breathing, and the entire morgue was silent.

"Thorn-"

Small screeches stand out in silence, like fingernails on metal.

Xing Jia took two steps forward and put his hands on the refrigerator.

"Things inside are moving," he said.

The original small voice became louder and louder, especially after everyone fell silent, the sound of scratching began to echo in this huge space.

Thousands of corpses in this cabinet are 'alive'.

Hongmao looked indifferent: "The cabinets are locked, they can't get out... What is this?" A drop of water dripped onto his face.

The red-haired man with a face of disgust wiped his face and looked up at the ceiling.

This is one of the mutated corpses they saw before. The corner of the mouth was cracked to the back of the ear, showing sharp teeth. At some point, it climbed to the ceiling about five meters high above their heads. At this moment, the dripping saliva kept falling. Flowing, chills down the spine.

"Bang bang!" Xing Jia fired two shots without thinking.

It's a pity that this thing moved extremely fast, and there were only two black marks left on the wall.

There were a few "dong" sounds not far away, apparently the living corpse jumped onto the morgue.

"Don't shoot!" Kezhen said.

"If the cabinet is broken, it will be troublesome to get out the contents."

Props and weapons do more damage, and the cabinet is made of ordinary materials. With this level of flexibility, and the tens of thousands of corpses here, it is not a wise move to destroy the cabinet and let them out.

Yu Yunhuan panicked, "What should we do now?"

In addition to the living corpse crawling around above the head, there were other footsteps. Just now everyone pushed the corpse in without locking the buckle after checking.

Just when Yu Yunhuan, who was tense in the air, was out of breath, he glanced at Shi Yuchuan who was standing beside him from the corner of his eye.

The black-haired young man stood there straight, with no expression on his face under the dim light.

Suddenly, Shi Yuchuan took a step back and threw something on the ceiling.

"boom--"

Immediately afterwards, a mass of corpses hit the ground, making a loud noise.

The creature that was still drooling on the ceiling just now had its head pierced and twitched twice on the ground without moving.

The rest of the people were taken aback by this turn of events, and stared at Shi Yuchuan with complicated expressions.

Shi Yuchuan pointed at the ground with an innocent face, and a puddle of saliva fell on the place where he had just stood.

"It's kind of disgusting." So I shot.

"The hammer is on the table and there is space in the ceiling."

Everyone looked up again, a hole was smashed in the ceiling, and the thickness of the ceiling could be seen from the breach.

Suddenly, a beam of light fell down.

The people upstairs turned on the lights.

After a while the light disappeared again.

Someone lay on the top and looked down, with half of his face blocking the opening of the hole.

Palm-sized scarlet eyes spy on everything.

The author has something to say:

Sand sculpture interactive small theater:

Chuan Chuan sat on the coffin, glanced at yesterday's comment section, and fell into deep thought.

He was thinking, as a protagonist who no longer needs to sleep, what would he do with a bed (bushi

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Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: L, 5 bottles of Huaqingwu, and 2 bottles of Moyun.

Thank you for refusing to pit the unfinished little angels on Lei~

This is the first time for an author who has never seen anything in the world to receive a column Lei (scratching his head) and found it after looking around, but luckily he didn’t miss it!

Stickers~=3=Thank you very much~ and the little angels who left messages are so cute!Comparing my heart!