Opening a Shop in the Nightmare World

The pen-shaped stick in Su Zimo's hand is lighter than the lightest foil he has ever used. It looks similar to a telescopic pointer. Not only does it look harmless, but it also looks like it can be easily broken.

But it is such a "weapon", when it touches those pale student ghosts with strange smiles, it seems to break up part of the body that has been solidified by the mist. There is no blood or wound, but it can make human beings The ghost that could not be harmed is injured!

That's the power of this pen!

Before that, Su Zimo had seen Zheng Ming's wooden stick in the first nightmare world, and Gao Yang's standard short knife in the second nightmare world. Those were weapons and props that could allow humans to harm ghosts, but what Su Zimo had seen They are specifically marked as weak, undurable, and fragile in their notes.

Facing the student ghosts swarming in front of him, Su Zimo stabbed nimbly with the stick in his hand. Because it was not a formal fencing competition, it was easy for him to swing his wrist occasionally and perform a few flat cuts freely.

"call--"

Because Su Zimo's attacks were aimed straight at the direction where Wu Qing was escaping, he only had to deal with enemies rushing from one direction, and from time to time beware of possible surprise attacks behind him.

But even so, after advancing three or four meters, Su Zimo still felt that his body was beginning to get tired.

After all, this is a body that hasn't moved much for four years.

What makes Su Zimo feel powerless the most is that he has been in this nightmare world for more than an hour, but he has not even seen a pack of tissues that can be sold. It is too bad, and he even lost a handful. The annoying umbrella in the dream.

And...Su Zimo rubbed his sore wrist, and then looked at the student ghosts whose bodies were scattered by the stick and then slowly dissipated, and suddenly felt that Wu Qing might be right to choose to get off at this station.

Although there are a large number of ghosts on this platform and they are weird, but judging from the feeling of knocking down, Su Zimo thinks that those ghosts are not particularly powerful, and can even be said to be quite weak.

Maybe this is why Wu Qing, who opened the black umbrella, was able to dash through the ghost crowd smoothly.

This platform puts all the dangers on the bright side, and after a long time of thinking, maybe we can find some countermeasures to break through and survive.But if other people in the trainee team choose to get off at another platform...

Su Zimo recalled the station platform he was on when he first came to this world. He remembered that although the platform was brightly lit and equipped with facilities, there was no one there except him.

Although the empty platform looked safe, Su Zimo felt that there must be some unknown danger hidden in it.

The unknown is always more dangerous than the known.

Thinking of this, the number of student ghosts besieged in front of Su Zimo suddenly became less and less. He squinted his eyes halfway, and waved the pen-shaped swinging stick in his hand with all his strength, and even swung his hand to exert more strength. shout out—

"Get out of the way!"

All the way on the rampage, when Su Zimo opened his eyes again, he found that he had broken out of the ghost group. In front of him was the other half of the empty platform outside the ghost group, and there was no ghost to see.

He subconsciously turned around and looked behind him, only to find that all the pale-faced student ghosts in school uniforms had turned their backs. Not only were they no longer in the original messy and disorderly state, but they were lined up again like the good boys in the school. line, looking straight ahead at the empty railroad tracks in the dark ahead, as if waiting for the arrival of the next batch of guests.

Seeing such a scene, Su Zimo was even more convinced of his judgment that the ghosts on this platform were indeed the easiest to break through.

The most rare thing is that even if you don't have a weapon that can defeat the ghosts, as long as you can find a way to break through the siege of the student ghosts, these ghosts will not continue to attack the trainees. It almost defaults that the trainees can continue to survive until the task You can pass the customs smoothly at the end of two hours.

Thinking that most of the trainees he met this time were newcomers, Su Zimo suddenly felt that the task of clearing the level of this nightmare world was not difficult from the very beginning.

"ta-ta-ta-"

Su Zimo stepped on the floor tiles of the station under the lights. While keeping his voice down as much as possible, he looked around and listened carefully to the movement around him, trying to find Wu Qing who had hidden there.

I thought it would not be easy to find the guy who stole the black umbrella.

But what Su Zimo didn't expect was that he had just walked along the subway signs to an empty and deserted place for a while, when he heard some thin voices.

After confirming the direction of the voice, Su Zimo stopped at a certain corner of the station and looked out, and then saw Wu Qing, who was still holding a black umbrella, curled up next to a certain pillar of the station, Trying to shrink the whole body into the black umbrella with a big umbrella.

"What should I do...what should I do..." Wu Qing curled up there and muttered to himself, "tell me, what should I do..."

With that appearance, it was as if he wished that the umbrella he held in his hand could talk to him.

[Sorry, could I trouble you to return the umbrella to its original place?If the child finds that the umbrella is lost, he will cry sadly. ] The voice that Su Zimo had heard in his dream before suddenly sounded in the empty station, with a faint feeling in the coldness, but the tone was not very serious.

That was the voice of that black umbrella.

"It's mine, it's mine if you get it!" Wu Qing seemed to have heard the sound of the umbrella for the first time, and quickly shrank herself under the umbrella again, "It's mine, it's mine! Just wait a little longer, Just wait a little longer and it will be mine!"

Maybe it was because Wu Qing was trying to curl up under the umbrella all the time, so he couldn't see the other side of the station pillar he was leaning on at all. He didn't know when a person holding a black umbrella appeared indoors and couldn't see his face clearly.

On the other hand, Su Zimo, who was standing aside, saw the figure he had seen once in a dream lift up the umbrella he was holding, so that Su Zimo could see the corner of his mouth raised.This Mr. Black Umbrella seems to be in a good mood at the moment, and I don't know if it's because he saw Su Zimo chasing him.

[Give up, I am not just an umbrella, not everyone can hold it. ] Mr. Black Umbrella spread his hands, [If you don't like it, people and umbrellas can't be together by force, give it up? ]

"Are you the ghost in the umbrella? Or the devil in the umbrella?" Wu Qing didn't give up, but substituted herself into some inexplicable plots, "No matter what price I pay, as long as I can get the power, you Make me pay whatever it takes!"

This time, the black umbrella unexpectedly paused, tilted the umbrella and asked: [Is it okay to ask for the rest of your life? ]

"..."

There was a moment of silence in the empty station, and Wu Qing's breathing gradually became heavier.

But before Wu Qing could speak, Su Zimo walked over, grabbed the umbrella with a blank expression, and lifted the black umbrella from Wu Qing's hand.

At that moment, Wu Qing, who had lost her "treasure", raised her head that had been curled up all the time. After the dizzying feeling brought by the lights above her head faded, she looked at Su Zimo who suddenly appeared in horror.

[Oh, what can I do? ]

Then the voice of the black umbrella sounded.

[Although you have a good vision as a human being, I'm still an umbrella you can't get. ]