Congratulations on Your Successful Escape

Mo Yi asked calmly: "What do I need to pay?"

There was a moment of silence.

After a long time, the ring replied slowly:

"Since you are unwilling to give your soul, you can only use the closest substitute - your blood"

Mo Yi was taken aback when he heard this.

Hearing the sound of the ring, he continued slowly and clearly: "Those of you who grew up in this era will never be able to imagine the true value of blood. It is the source of strength for the human body, and it connects this world with the next world." In this game that relies on the other world, it has a huge energy stored next to the soul."

Mo Yi's brows and eyes were slightly condensed. He recalled his previous experience and couldn't help being secretly startled.

He and Wen Chen were bound together at the beginning of the game because he drank Wen Chen's blood, and after that time, every time he drank Wen Chen's blood, he would quickly recover—although he I thought that blood might be very important in this game, but I didn't expect it to be so critical.

The ring seemed to have seen through his mind, and sneered coldly:

"No one is as stupid as your boyfriend, who would shed so much blood for a player."

Its voice was full of undisguised malice: "For existence like us, blood is just the embodiment of power, and there is no way to regenerate except devouring the soul, and the fog... from it is so easy Judging by the state I hinted at, I'm afraid it's because I haven't devoured any energy since I met you."

Mo Yi's heart was shocked, but his face still maintained the previous indifference and calmness, and there was no wave in his dark eyes.

Realizing that he didn't disturb Mo Yi, the ring sounded a little weak, so it changed the subject: "I don't know how deep the black matter is now, and the energy contained in the blood is still not as good as the soul, so after all Before we go out, your blood cannot be broken, is it clear?"

Mo Yi didn't answer, but asked, "You just said that your existence—so Wen Chen's existence is similar to yours?"

The air became silent again, and after a while, the ring replied vaguely:

"... at least in this respect we are similar."

After finishing speaking, it seemed to be impatiently urging: "You'd better make a choice quickly, the time I can hold on is running out."

Mo Yi withdrew his somewhat disorganized thoughts, quickly went through the contract signed between himself and the ring in his brain, and then nodded cautiously: "I agree to use my blood as the driving force for you to wait for us to leave the black gum , from now until we leave."

What he said was watertight, and there was almost no chance for the other party to take advantage of the loopholes.

As soon as the words fell, I only felt a sharp tingling pain from the skin that was tightly attached to the ring, and the warm blood rushed to the painful wound quickly, and the blood-red gem was in the dark black glue Shining bright red, as if drinking fresh blood——

The thick and cold black mucus around him seemed to surge faster, and the burning pain brought by sliding against the skin surprised Mo Yi. The black mucus around him did not flow, but he was being sucked at a very fast speed. Quickly pulled upwards.

There is the sticky sound of liquid surging in the ear, and the temperature of the body is quickly lost with the blood.

Mo Yi felt as if he was being pulled out of the deep sea. The sudden change of pressure made his eardrums hurt, his head was buzzing, and the sound of liquid friction was almost amplified to an unbearable level, while the temperature of his hands and feet was changing rapidly. The low, numb cold made Mo Yi almost unable to feel the existence of his limbs.

And his mind is also gradually becoming blurred with the loss of blood——

It seems that everything is pulling away, the darkness in front of my eyes is condensed into a very small point, and my mind is chaotic, as if I can't figure out the concept of time and space.

In the vagueness, Mo Yi seemed to hear someone talking in his ear, the voice was anxious and weak, almost unrecognizable, he struggled to open his eyes, but felt that his eyelids were as heavy as lead, even though he Exhausting all his strength, he could barely open a gap——

His eyes were blurred, as if covered by a thick layer of fog, he couldn't see anything clearly.

Dimly as if there was light shining through.

The scene in front of him gradually became clearer, and the fog shrouded in front of his eyes dissipated a little. Mo Yi saw Wen Chen's faint side profile and half of his sharp jaw. He seemed to be concentrating on something in front of him. From time to time, I cast anxious and concerned glances at myself, but other than that, everything seemed to be a blur of pure white.

In the trance caused by excessive blood loss, Mo Yi felt his back being supported by cold palms, and then he fell into a cautious embrace. His pale forehead covered in cold sweat was pressed against the opponent's broad chest. The trembling and fear in his body seemed to be transmitted to his body exactly.

Mo Yi raised his hand with difficulty, feeling something sticky and slippery slowly sliding down his skin.

He turned his head slightly, and saw that his body was tightly covered by a thick, turbid black jelly. The viscous liquid was visible to the naked eye, and it quickly became yellow and shriveled, and finally shrank into a thin film. A layer of dry film sticks tightly to his body, and it can be torn off if he tears it.

Mo Yi felt that he seemed to have regained some strength, but his whole body was still weak. He looked down at the ring on his finger—the ruby ​​on it was still bright and dazzling, but it was no longer what he saw in the dark. Dazzling and strange light, not a trace of blood leaked from the gap of the ring.

He slowly moved his numb fingers, and the previous tingling pain disappeared without a trace.

Wen Chen tightened his arms around him even more, his face was buried in Mo Yi's shoulder socket, making it impossible for him to see his expression clearly, but his body was like a tight bowstring, each piece of which contained endless power The muscles seemed to be doing their best to suppress their turbulent emotions.

Mo Yi raised his hand and patted Wen Chen's back reassuringly. When he raised his eyes and was about to say something, he couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

The hazy mist and endless pure white were all in front of my eyes, like a huge eggshell, which wrapped the two of them firmly, and I couldn't see the outside world at all.

——It turned out that the fog he saw when he just woke up was not a sequela of coma?

Mo Yi frowned slightly, and asked, "...what's going on?"

He startled himself as soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse and weak, as if from a throat scorched by fire and smoke, so that he could hardly recognize it himself.

Wen Chen let go of him slowly, and Mo Yi saw his whole face - only a few drops of solidified blood were splashed on Wen Chen's stern face, and the deep eye sockets were slightly red, with a half-paranoia Half bloodthirsty insanity, as if teetering on the verge of collapse—but his lips were a cold, bluish white.

...It turned out to be a rare weakness.

Mo Yi pursed his lips slightly, and there was faint worry in his eyes. Although he didn't want to believe any word about the ring, but...he had to admit that it was very likely to be right.

Wen Chen's tight lips trembled a few times, and then slowly and quietly told Mo Yi what happened just now.

It turned out that when Li Wang took out the butler's head, Mo Yi's state didn't seem quite right, he walked towards Li Wang as if he was being haunted, but Wen Chen noticed something was wrong, and quickly moved Mo Yi pulled back, but when his palm just touched Mo Yi, he seemed to be pulled away from all the strength in his body, and he fell down.

When there was an uproar around, Li Wang suddenly changed his face.

Endless black jelly gushes out from his eye sockets, mouth, and ears crazily, and then rushes towards Mo Yi in an extremely targeted manner. Mo Yi was covered by black matter pouring in from all directions, and all he could do was to try in vain and fear to wake Mo Yi from the black evil thoughts while building a barrier of fog.

Mo Yi's complexion slowly became serious, he seemed to have thought of something, and asked:

"By the way, what about the other players?"

Wen Chen paused, and replied: "...you can just look at it."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand slowly, and the fog blocking his eyes became transparent with his movements, and the outside world unfolded before Mo Yi's eyes without warning, even if he was mentally prepared, Mo Yi Still couldn't help being secretly surprised.

Outside the barrier made up of fog, there are endless black turbid waves like the ocean, violently impacting the weak fog wall in front of them with devastating force. Li Wang and Zhao Nan are floating in the very center not far away, gurgling black waves Substances are secreted from every pore on their bodies, their faces are distorted and crazy, and other players seem to be controlled by these black substances, thick black liquid flows out from their five sense organs, and they seem to have entered the He desperately attacked the fog wall like a demon, even if his head and face were bloody.

Mo Yi's heart shrank.

He remembered what the ring said before, the game kept an extra hand.

The doubts that had plagued him a long time ago surfaced again—why, on earth, a person like Li Wang who has no reasoning ability and reaction ability can become an experienced player? It may not be difficult, and he was lucky, but now he thought of the opposite conclusion in his mind——

He did not "survive", but was deliberately preserved.

Everything in the game is based on the negative emotions of human beings, and the dangers and horrors of the escape game are the most able to arouse human emotions such as fear and despair. If there are more appropriate catalysts in it, players and players The relationship between the two is so fragile that it will lead the players to engage in internal strife, so the generation of negative emotions will be more abundant.

And Li Wang is just one of them.

There were seeds planted by the game in his body, and he was deliberately placed in this dungeon that he didn't strictly supervise. Li Wang's sudden temperament change in the dungeon was probably due to his own personality being affected by the game. It is caused by the engulfment of negative emotions generated.

And Zhao Nan...

Mo Yi's eyes fell on Zhao Nan's body, and he narrowed his eyes slowly.

Zhao Nan's hostility towards him is the most obvious and intense among all the players. Perhaps this is why the black substance parasitic on Li Wang's body will choose Zhao Nan as the second object of control-so Zhao Nan that I noticed before The leadership was handed over to Li Wang, most likely because the malice born in his heart became a weakness to be penetrated, so he was targeted by the negative emotions lurking in Li Wang's body, and then successfully turned him into his own. part.

Mo Yi slowly tightened his fingers, causing his numb fingertips to feel a slight pain.

And the most valuable conclusion brought about by this guess is——

The game is actively gaining the player's negative emotions.

Then, it is very likely that this is the starting point to create a dungeon, and kidnap players with suitable qualifications into the dungeon, and then use the dungeon full of horror and unknown, betrayal and despair to squeeze the hearts of the players who entered it. Negative emotions, and use it as their own nourishment, and further grab more evil thoughts.

Whether it's the ring or the bosses of the previous dungeons, what they long for is the human soul.

Therefore, the whole game is like a huge juicer, and human beings are the fruits that are forced into it, cut and crushed mercilessly, and the fear they release is stripped from their soul blood and body, and part of it belongs to each copy The inner part longs for the existence of the human soul, and the other part is owned by the game.

This is simply...

A perfect symbiosis.