Weird Resurrection: I can contact the past

Chapter 268

"There are still 250 seconds?"

"One big cycle every 30 minutes..."

"That is to say, the time when the train first arrives plus the five stations, a total of 6 sections."

"Each section takes 5 minutes, 300 seconds..."

"But in fact, when the train reaches the last tunnel, there may be less than a few tens of seconds left..."

Walk quickly towards the end of carriage No. 1.

The end here is blocked by an iron door, which should be the driver's cabin.

Zuo Yang stood guard at the door and listened inside. It seemed that there was a driver.

[Passengers, please pay attention. The terminal "Yuhui Station" is about to arrive. Please get off the train in an orderly manner~]

A reminder sound came from the loudspeaker.

"Clang clang clang clang~"

The last section of the train entered the closed tunnel in front of the station.

"Squeaky~"

The familiar sound of electric current disorder came.

The car was plunged into darkness in an instant!

"Squirm~squirm~"

A disgusting sound sounded, and Zuo Yang looked carefully.

This time, there was no wailing or screaming.

Even, there was no disgusting piece of meat clinging to the outside of the car window.

But...

"Squirm~squirm~"

The sound of squeezing came from inside the car.

"Squirm~squirm~"

Zuo Yang's arm felt a sudden muscle tightening, and then it was as if the skin tissue had lost its vitality. A whole piece of meat hung limply under his arm, like a collapsed meat fan, shaking constantly.

"Squirm~squirm~"

On his stomach, the tight abdominal muscles were also collapsing, flowing towards his lower body like mud.

Just a glance, Zuo Yang's eyelids couldn't help but jump wildly.

"Tick~tick~"

His entire lower body collapsed like mud, and his legs had twisted into a soft meat mud without knowing when.

"Tick-tick~tick-tick~"

The skin on his face was also collapsing.

If this continued, he would turn into a soft, sticky mass of flesh without thinking too much.

"【Zhongkui·Invalidated!"

Zuo Yang urged, and the head on his neck flew out, and his body gradually began to recover.

"Ghost Face Sore" stared around, his face gradually darkening.

"Boy, something's wrong!"

"The strange breath is getting stronger!"

"At the end of the tunnel, it seems... there are a lot of strange things!"

"Really?"

"No wonder that person said it was impossible to get out..."

"Clang clang clang~"

【The train is about to enter the station... The train is about to enter the station...】

The speed of the car began to slow down, and just as the car was about to leave the tunnel, it stopped completely.

Zuo Yang raised his eyes and glanced at the countdown on the electronic screen.

【100...99...98...】

"Sure enough! Putting aside the time on the road, there are less than 100 seconds left to escape the tunnel!"

"Boom~~"

As soon as the voice fell!

The door of the cab was pushed open.

"Squirm~squirm~"

Looking carefully, the two operators, a man and a woman, in the cab full of instruments, have now completely turned into meat paste and twisted together.

On the huge meat ball, two faces wrinkled together in grief.

"Squirm~squirm~"

Moreover, their meat fluids continued to swell, and new pink fibroid bubbles emerged, rushing out of the car door.

"Squirm~squirm~"

At the same time!

The passengers in the car were the same.

Most of them sat on the seats with their mouths wide open, their faces gradually twisted, their bodies changed, and their limbs overflowed like tumors.

It is hard to imagine that a mass of meat paste stared at people's facial features and split apart.

"Squirrel~Squirrel~"

And once the flesh of each individual touches each other, the speed of the tumor's division will be faster!

"Squirrel~Squirrel~"

In just a moment, the car was already a turbulent flesh!

"Damn!"

"In the last car, will everyone be assimilated into [Virus Ghost]?"

Frowning, watching the flesh rolling in.

[90...89...88...]

"Too late!"

"Will-o'-the-wisp!"

Throwing a ball of red flame in his hand toward the car window.

"Sizzle~"

The sticky flesh was instantly burned black and rolled up.

"[Zhongkui·Blood Clothes]!"

Wrapping his body in blood clothes, Zuo Yang jumped toward the car window!

"Bang!!!"

The glass shattered, and a red figure quickly flew towards the tunnel exit!

A bright light was right in front of him.

It's getting closer! It's getting closer!

Indistinctly, Zuo Yang saw the so-called destination [Yuhui Station].

It was not a station, but a strange black fog.

Behind the black fog, the outline of a hundred-story building could be roughly seen.

[Demon City Ghost Fighter Base]!

The neon LED lights on the high-rise building were still flashing.Lights.

"Sure enough!"

"Swoosh~"

Red light flashed.

But when we arrived at the tunnel exit!

"Buzz~~"

The surrounding space seemed to fluctuate!

"Swoosh~"

The red light was reset in the car full of tumors!

"Hmm?"

Zuo Yang looked at the car full of meat paste in a trance, his eyes low.

"Loop?"

"A small loop in a big loop!"

"It won't let me leave the station!"

"Just like when I first came to the station, I will keep repeating the loop on the stairs. Now, I will keep repeating the loop at the end..."

"So... now I have to..."

Zuo Yang narrowed his eyes and stared around.

"Ghost Face Sore, prioritize invalidating [Loop]!"

"But... kid, then your body..."

"Don't be afraid, there's enough time!"

"Okay..."

"Ghost Face Sore" trembled slightly, and under Zuo Yang's bloody clothes, his flesh was gradually deforming and collapsing.

"Do it again!"

Looking up at the display screen under the flesh wall, Zuo Yang's eyes were startled.

[10...9...8...]

"How could it be?!"

"How could time go so fast?"

Although he was a little confused.

But now the arrow is on the string and it has to be shot!

Zuo Yang didn't have time to think about it. With a "bang", he broke through a mass of flesh wall and rushed out of the car.

"Wriggle~wriggle~"

This time, the moment he rushed out of the car, Zuo Yang was dumbfounded again.

In the closed tunnel, the walls around were covered with wriggling tumors.

Bloody, black, pink.

I don't know when these things appeared here.

"I can't control it!"

"Get out!"

"[Depressed Ghost]! [Cursed Ghost]!"

Black lines and black air covered the tunnel at the same time, and Zuo Yang only looked forward. With a buzzing sound, he just wanted to rush forward, but a lump of flesh suddenly hit his face without any warning.

"Squirm~ squirm~"

A disgusting fishy smell came, and Zuo Yang's face began to collapse quickly.

"Ugh~ Ugh~"

He couldn't help but want to vomit, and the flesh was actually rolling towards his mouth.

"Damn it!"

"When exactly..."

"Why didn't I notice that something was coming to me!"

"How did it avoid the black silk and black air?"

With a head full of question marks, Zuo Yang didn't have time to think.

"Wilderness!"

With a "teng" sound!

A ball of fire burned in the throat, burning the squirming fibroid with a "hissing" sound.