Chapter 97

Wen Jianyan suddenly realized something:

"serum!"

Almost at the same time, others reacted and realized the same thing.

That's right, serum!

In the rules of this project, serum is stored, which means that as long as the serum is "injected", the "infected" person will be saved.

After realizing this, everyone immediately began to act.

It's not because they want to help the infected, but because they know -

As long as they enter the tunnel, the "zombies" will attack, and when they fight back, more and more corpses will pile up in the train.

If every corpse contained such a terrifying "virus", then their space for movement would only get bigger and bigger.

No one dared to admit that they would not be "infected".

That being the case, if you want to survive in this project, you must find the serum as soon as possible.

"Act separately." Wen Jianyan glanced at the mucus on the ground, with a cautious look on her face: "This time is different before, don't be touched."

The previous frog eggs were "parasitic" on humans based on rules, but now, the frog eggs have hatched and have been able to actively attack any human beings close to them, feeding on their flesh and blood.

"clear."

The rest of the people nodded with a condensed expression, and then dispersed.

In this search, because of the exploding corpse, the area where the streamers could move was shrunk by half, and everyone had to search for ammunition and serum in the uncontaminated area.

The replenishment of ammunition is relatively easy to solve.

A box of red ammunition was vaguely visible in the translucent colloidal slime that remained after the corpse exploded.

Based on their previous experience of finding ammunition from corpses, the streamers quickly realized that, just like in a shooting game, the corpses of this "zombie" will drop ammunition.

They each did their best, using the talent of props, to take out and clean the ammunition without touching any mucus eggs.

Yes, when it comes to finding serums, the situation is completely different.

No matter how hard everyone tried, they were completely unable to find any serum-related props in the carriage.

The infected anchors were placed on the train bench by their teammates. They were dying one by one, something dense under their skin was constantly drilling, their eyes were wide and bloodshot, and they looked hysterical and crazy. , the lips kept mumbling something, was it a weak and strange smile, the whole body weakened at a terrifying speed, but it was still not dead.

Wen Jianyan stood there, staring at the "chaotic" image in the carriage in front of him, and fell into contemplation.

This is, he seems to have suddenly thought of something.

Wen Jianyan looked at his teammates: "Do you still remember Rule 4? If you encounter an unexpected situation, please go to the conductor's room to find the staff for help..."

"You mean, this is an accident?" Wen Ya frowned and said, "But isn't this a normal process within the project?"

Everything that has happened so far has not exceeded the rules and regulations, it is not like an accident that will be recognized by the copy.

"Indeed." Wen Jianyan shook his head: "It's not a point."

"?" Wen Ya was startled: "What do you mean?"

"Dian Yu," Wen Jianyan narrowed her eyes slightly, "this train conductor's room, isn't it?"

Several people were stunned.

really.

They have always been bound by the internal framework of the "shooting" shooting game [Crazy Train], subconsciously abide by the rules and play the "game", almost forgetting that they are in the copy, in addition to completing the task, they need more Explore the map for information.

Wen Jianyan made a decisive decision.

He looked at Yun Bilan: "You guys continue to look for serums here and collect ammunition 'medicine'."

After speaking, Wen Jianyan looked at the other two:

"All of you, keep moving forward and go to the conductor's room to have a look."

"Okay."

A few people clicked and started to act according to the division of labor.

"The target person has moved." Not far away, Huang "Mao", who had been observing Wen Jianyan's movements, lowered his voice and said to Huicheng and the others.

Gray City stuffed the newly picked up ammunition into his pocket.

He lifted up, looked in the direction of the target person, and whispered in a puzzled voice, "Where is this going?"

One of the teammates guessed:

"Do you want to distance yourself to escape?"

"..."

That being said, it doesn't seem like it looks like it - the other party seems to have a very clear purpose, instead of looking like he wants to escape when he finds danger, and he only takes a person with him...

Gray Cheng frowned and ordered, "Let's follow."

The few followed behind Wen Jianyan and the others, keeping a hard-to-find distance, and moved forward with them.

Soon, Wen Jianyan walked to the front compartment.

The further we walked, the stronger the smell of wet water in the air. From the ground, to the table, to the seats, most of the space was covered with that semi-colloidal transparent liquid.

Not far away, the closed conductor's room appeared in front of him.

The entire wall was sticky and wet, and on the metal handle, frog eggs that had not hatched were slowly dripping down.

That probably explains why no one wants to get close to this carriage.

However, it seems that it is impossible to cause such a large area of ​​viscous "liquid" coverage just by the explosion of the corpse.

Wen Jianyan felt a little bit in his heart.

He turned to look at the person behind him: "Have the props been bought?"

People point.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, put on a pair of gloves, and pressed the door handle down—

The translucent "liquid" spewed out with the opening of the door, and the semi-mature egg sacs mixed with "liquid" poured out.

Several people immediately activated the barrier.

Across a thin translucent film, the half-mature juveniles of the frog eggs flowed wildly out around their feet.

"Remember to count the prop time, and make up for it when it's over." Wen Jianyan explained in a low voice.

There are too many infectious agents in the conductor's room, and it is not enough to avoid it with a single heart. If you want to go in completely, you must ensure that the props are turned on at any time.

After he finished speaking, he took a step forward and entered the narrow conductor's room cautiously.

This place has almost become a disaster area for frog eggs. The ceiling, the ground, and the dashboard are all covered with a thick layer of mucus. The smelly young oocysts struggled more intensely.

The staff member in the cat suit lay motionless on the instrument table, the fluff on the suit was completely soaked, and more viscous fluid gurgled out from the crevices of the skull. A steady stream, ticking to the ground.

It seems that even if they encounter some "accident", the conductor will not get up and solve the problem for them.

Wen Jianyan looked back.

At this moment, his eyes stopped, and his eyes fell on the wall not far away, where a narrow piece of paper was pasted with scotch tape, although it was also covered with a layer of wet sticky "liquid", Yes, but Yi can vaguely see the line of writing above.

【Fantasy Amusement Park Staff Code】

Wen Jianyan was refreshed.

He stepped forward, and was about to clean up the mucus covered with it and read it carefully, when he suddenly felt a shadow slowly pressing from the window.

Wen Jianyan paused, then quickly turned to look out the window.

Across the wall, a host's voice came from a distance:

"I want the tunnel!"

Second tunnel!

Accompanied by the sound of the train clanking, the dark semi-circular tunnel approached quickly, like a huge open mouth, waiting to swallow the entire train.

The shadow 'approached' with claws and claws.

No time to read carefully.

After all, there are several pursuers behind them.

Wen Jianyan quickly pulled down the staff code posted on the wall, cleaned and disinfected briefly, and stuffed it into his pocket. Then he turned around and walked out of the conductor's room.

"How about you, didn't find anything useful?"

Hear Yadao.

"when."

Wen Jian nodded, and while answering, glanced at the connection between the carriages not far away.

It seems that because the density of anchors at the front of the train is too low, the mercenary team did not follow so forward, and they stayed in the middle of the second train.

Wen Jianyan's eyes swept across Huang "Mao", his eyes were light and fluttering, like a feather "feather" that was just a touch away, with almost no weight.

Yes, the face of the other party turned pale in an instant, and the whole person shrank like a bird in shock.

There was a smile on Wen Jianyan's lips.

As the train rumbled closer to the tunnel, the shadow gradually pressed down from the top.

He turned to look at the teammates beside him, his voice was low, like a soft whisper: "Are you ready?"

"The shootout is about to begin."

In the next second, darkness descends.

The moment the train entered the tunnel for the second time, a harsh scratching sound immediately sounded from all directions!

"That's it!" Gray City's voice hurriedly sounded in Huang "Mao"'s ear: "Tell him where he is!"

"At three o'clock, the distance is about 15 meters away!"

Huang "Mao" replied in a low voice.

"clear."

The scratching of nails, the howling of zombies, the sound of guns firing, the sound of ticking water droplets sliding down, accompanied by the short-lived light source caused by the props, countless sounds echoed in the dark and narrow train.

The second time through the tunnel seemed to be much longer than the last time, and the darkness seemed extraordinarily long, as if it were endless.

There was the roar of the train in my ears, shaking in all directions.

"Hit, hit?"

Huang "Mao" said nervously.

"It hit." Gray City's voice sounded: "It went well."

Huang "Mao" let out a long sigh of relief, feeling that his whole body was softened as if he had withdrawn his strength.

not far away.

In the darkness, Wen Jianyan slowly loaded the gun in his hand, and the moment Wen Ya released the next flare, he precisely hit a zombie crawling in this direction.

"!!!"

The yellow "hair", who had always been looking in this direction, looked at it the moment it lit up, and the next second, his pupils shrank suddenly.

The target person stands unscathed in the dark.

And...a.

Regardless of body or appearance, he stood not far away, and his movements showed an amazing synchronicity. He seemed to notice Huang "Mao"'s line of sight, and people twisted and looked in this direction at the same time.

Once inside the tunnel, the train is plunged into a very special kind of darkness.

Ordinary lighting equipment cannot be used, and human eyes cannot penetrate it. Only the lighting props purchased in the store can barely dispel the darkness. Even talented people like Huang "Mao" can only see the lighting props for the moment when the lighting props take effect. Not far away, so the Gray City team needed to let Huang [Mao] confirm the opponent's position before entering the tunnel.

Even he can't see things in the dark easily, let alone an ordinary human whose five senses have never been strengthened.

Yes, it seems that the young man really saw him.

Those amber eyes squinted slightly, and seemed to laugh a little, and the next second, darkness came again.

……indivual?

What, how is it possible?

Huang "Mao" clutched his hair in despair, his eyes trembling slightly.

Suddenly, he suddenly realized something.

The moment the flare was lit, it seemed to be faintly visible, and there seemed to be spider web-like cracks on the forehead of one of the target characters.

...is a mirror image!

Huang "Mao" jumped up suddenly.

he understands...

He finally understands!

Why is this attack clearly implemented, but the other party is unscathed!

That guy could guess how they attacked, so before the darkness came, they used the blind spot of the props to create a mirror image, so that their attack direction was wrong!

Wen Jianyan stuffed a bullet into the chamber again, and there was a shallow arc on her lips that was not a smile.

All it takes is for you to understand.

Only let you understand, his next move can continue.

The time limit for the use of the mirror props behind him has entered a countdown, and it will disappear automatically in just a few seconds, and there is no need to do it manually like before—

"……what!"

Wen Jianyan's pupils shrank, and her whole body jumped forward.

"What's wrong?" Wen Ya threw a flare again, and said intermittently in defense.

"No, it's fine."

Shao's slightly hoarse voice sounded from behind, seemingly stable, but the end was slightly trembling: "You continue."

In the dark, where no one can see.

Invisible shadows gathered from the depths of the mirror, protruding from the depths of the mirror, and slowly, strands of strands wrapped around his thin white neck.

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