Chapter 166

really.

He guessed wrong.

Wen Jianyan stood on the spot, staring at the empty body.

His teammates were not "replaced", and there were no ghosts hitting the wall in the corridor. The real problem was his own.

He got hit.

Fantasy here.

From the beginning to the end, everything that just happened was only in his mind.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath slowly, took a step back, pressed her hot and wet back against the wall, and knocked her head to make a "bang" sound.

His thinking has never been clearer than it is now.

Although his teammates were not replaced and he entered the illusion, the overall thinking chain was still the same, and he had to find the time node.

Only when you find the node that enters the fantasy realm will you know how you got caught and how to get out.

It is unlikely to leave the elevator, so what about before leaving the elevator?

Before the elevator door opened, what happened in the elevator flashed in his mind - Wen Jianyan was startled.

He recalled the expressions on the faces of "Su Cheng" and "Huang Mao" just now.

Wood was stunned.

sluggish.

Seems like the slightest thinking ability.

The expression looked familiar—it was almost the same as the expression on the heads of the slugs that protruded into the elevator door.

Wen Jianyan's body jumped up suddenly.

He turned the flashlight and pointed it at himself.

The uniform is clean, with no smudges.

However, when their heads were being pinched off by the elevator, Wen Jianyan remembered clearly hearing the sound of "liquid" splashing around, and when the lights were on, he also saw sticky yellowish splashes in all directions. The "color" and "liquid" body exudes an unpleasant fishy smell.

If so, his body can't be so clean.

It seems that the reason for his attack should be the body-"fluid" of those heads.

"..."

Damn slug head.

Wen Jianyan grinded the roots of his teeth.

If so, the next thing to do is easy.

Wen Jianyan opened the live broadcast interface and skillfully purchased purification props.

B-level purification props have been able to deal with most pollution and hallucinations - unfortunately, most of the anchors who have fallen into hallucinations have a hard time realizing that they are in a hallucination, so this prop is also useful.

A small porcelain bottle appeared in the palm of his hand, Wen Jianyan raised his neck and poured the "liquid" inside.

In the next second, there was a slight deflection in the world in front of him, like an unstable signal, and tiny snowflakes appeared. Wen Jianyan was a little dizzy, took a step back, and leaned against the wall to support his body.

The walls seem to become soft.

Like a giant water bag, semi-fluid supports his body.

But strangely, this short deflection and discontinuity lasted for only ten seconds, and then disappeared.

Wen Jianyan stood there and looked around.

In the dark corridor with no end in sight, everything changed.

……what?

How could this be?

He blinked, a dazed look on his face.

Wen Jianyan didn't believe in evil, so he exchanged a bottle of purification props again and poured it into it.

Deflection occurs.

Within tens of seconds, the deflection disappeared.

The illusion disappeared and everything changed.

Wen Jianyan: "..."

are you playing with me? !

According to the reaction that just happened, the props should be used, but for some reason, the illusion shows no signs of disappearing.

His uncle's...

Wen Jianyan gritted her teeth, exchanged six bottles of purifier in a row, paused, and poured three bottles into Zi's mouth in a row.

With the cold "liquid" flowing down his throat, the props were activated, the deflection in the scene in front of him became visible to the naked eye, the ground and walls became soft, like running water, and Wen Jianyan felt dizzy. , unable to stand firm under his feet, and became twisted from head to toe——

The next second, the dark corridor in front of me shattered.

Like a mirror pushed down from a height, it shattered into thin fragments in the blink of an eye, disappearing from the sight like blue smoke.

nausea.

Stomach tumbling.

Wen Jianyan slowly opened her eyes little by little with difficulty.

Everything in front of me was pale yellow, semi-fluid like... jelly.

……what?

Where is this?

what happened?

Wen Jianyan's head was dizzy, and it was almost difficult to make sense of her current situation.

He turned his head.

A pale, expressionless face suddenly appeared in front of him.

"!!!"

Wen Jianyan was so frightened that his whole body trembled. The chaos and "mystery" just now were removed from his body, and he suddenly realized something.

He is in something "inside".

The pale yellow "color" semi-fluid fills the eyes, and in these viscous glues, there are countless pale limbs, arms, legs, torso, faces, overlapping each other, all soaked in in the glue.

Wen Jianyan's scalp was numb, and her whole body froze in place.

to disgasing.

How can it be so disgusting.

The familiar dizziness struck.

The shards that were smashed on the ground seemed to start to reassemble, and the dark hallway of illusion was pieced together little by little—

not good!

Wen Jianyan reacted instantly.

Why a bottle of purifier is not enough.

That's because his whole body is now wrapped in this hallucinogenic "liquid", and a bottle of purifying agent can only bring a brief sobriety, and soon he will fall back into it.

He bowed his head.

Although he left the illusion, the purifying agent he exchanged for "sex" before disappeared.

Wen Jianyan gritted her teeth, bit her head, and once again opened the bottle of purifier in her hand, activated it and used it - this method does not need to drink it, and it can have the exact same effect.

The line of sight stabilized again.

Wen Jianyan struggled between the floating pale limbs, approaching the "outer wall" little by little, and soon, that thin layer, he and the mucous membrane wrapped in the "liquid" were close at hand.

Wen Jianyan exchanged knives from the mall.

The mucous membrane was tougher than expected, and even though he had used the greatest force, the blade of the knife only sunk into the mucous membrane shallowly, opening a small hole that seeped water outward.

The sense of lethargy reappeared.

Wen Jianyan activated a bottle of purifier again.

He pulled the opening bit by bit with the blade, trying to cut the thing in front of him into a hole for his autobiography.

One centimeter, five centimeters, ten centimeters.

The gap is getting bigger and bigger, but still some distance from the size of a person.

There is only one bottle of purifier left.

At this rate, it is absolutely impossible to cut the opening before the purifier runs out.

Just try it.

Wen Jianyan gritted her teeth and struggled to swim for a distance among the human limbs, then raised her hand and grabbed the pale torsos next to her to take advantage of it, and dashed forward fiercely! !

boom!

Boom!

With all his strength, he used his own weight to rush towards the weak spot that was cut by himself, once, twice, three times!

"Fuck!"

The sound of something being torn apart sounded.

In the next second, Wen Jianyan felt a world spin.

The pale yellow water flow wrapped around his body and surrounding limbs, and rushed out of the gap like a flood outlet with a broken dam!

"Ooooooooooooooooo-"

A strange, pain-like scream sounded.

Wen Jianyan stumbled up from the center of those limbs and looked in the direction of the voice—

that one person.

It's not quite accurate to say that people

He has a human face, but below the face, it is bloated, a huge body that can almost squeeze the entire corridor. The semi-permeable membrane is like a cocoon, which wraps countless human faces and bodies. An unstoppable speed withered down.

Gollum, gollum.

"Liquid" flowed out, and soon, his stomach was completely shriveled.

Do not move.

Wen Jianyan felt that the river was overturned in his stomach.

die?

He wasn't sure.

He panted sharply and stepped back with difficulty.

He was the only one standing in the pale corpse that seemed like purgatory on earth.

After a brief silence, those bodies... began to move. They seem to have died together, or rather, been completely digested.

Driven by instinct, they wriggled in the sticky "liquid" and let out a subtle wailing.

It's like a scene that only happens in nightmares.

"..."

Wen Jianyan's face was as white as paper.

With all his strength, he stumbled out of the pile of corpses, rushed to a clean and polluted place, then leaned against the wall and retched heartily.

I am grass on your uncle's safe nursing home! !

It's a fucking hell, too!!!!

At this moment, a soft low voice came from the back, and the man's voice sounded, with an exotic tone in his voice.

"Ah, you."

Wen Jianyan was startled and turned to look back.

Curly black hair, brown skin, shiny, chocolate-colored eyes.

02.

He stood in a clean place in the distance, wearing a clean prison uniform on his tall body, while not far away from him, Wen Jianyan was dressed in embarrassment - wet and covered with pale yellowThe "liquid" body, his face was pale, panting, with a frightened look, vigilant and stunned like a frightened bird.

The man's gaze swept across the young man in front of him, he got up, and "exposed" his snow-white teeth:

"Good job."