Chapter 173

No. 02 obviously did not expect Wen Jianyan to do this.

He blinked subconsciously, his curly hair was unkempt and messy, and a pair of chocolate-colored eyes flickered slightly in the dark, seeming to be a little stunned.

Wen Jianyan's movement of withdrawing his hand was very calm.

That almost rewarding action just now seemed not to come from him, but from another person, but in just a few seconds, the young man in front of him returned to his previous appearance.

Reasonable, cold, full of distance.

The heavy gun still fell into his palm, the metal lines were straight and cold, with the smell of gunpowder.

Vigilance seems to be built into a high brick wall, firmly sealing all the soft, sweet, warm existences, only a faint, fleeting sweetness oozes from the cracks.

"Continue to go."

he.

Wen Jianyan took the lead.

"..."

02 took a deep look at his back, and immediately followed.

tight.

It is like a shark smelling blood in a sea area, and like a beast that smells meat after being hungry for a few days.

Ping An Sanatorium is on the ground floor.

The corridor is slender and narrow, and there are no windows. Except for a few emergency lights, all the lights have been turned off, and the darkness is shrouded, giving people a heavy depression that cannot be ignored.

There was a strong smell of blood in the air.

The hurried, deliberately light footsteps echoed in the corridor.

Everyone rushed to the exit in memory at their fastest speed.

Although Su Cheng's speculation makes sense logically, it still seems too bizarre to people's ears - can the teammate who was separated from their elevator room really be able to produce so many things in such a short period of time? Is his conclusion correct? Although they are teammates, is it possible that Su Cheng has misunderstood?

There are so many things that can go wrong, and many people are skeptical.

However, in the next journey, Su Cheng's conclusion was soon proved correct.

Whether it is the specific map or the mode of the monsters encountered, it is basically the same as what they experienced in the fantasy world. In several places that may be attacked, the anchors have already understood, and they are very clear about what to use under what circumstances. Props, what to activate, what to avoid.

The "walkthrough" works well.

Even compared to the last time with the No. 02 team, this one was easier.

Su Cheng's live broadcast room:

"Grass, is this the power of the backboard!"

"Laughing to death, it really is, if this is a game, then this is simply playing a cracked version."

"Thank you for the cracker sent by the anchor Wen Jianyan next door!"

"Thank you for the cracker sent by the anchor Wen Jianyan next door!"

Compared with the illusion, the speed of the few people was almost doubled, they passed the negative floor without much effort, and returned to the stairwell again.

As last time, they split into three groups and ran in different directions.

In the pitch-dark hall, the hills made up of countless human heads came alive again. They squirmed and made sticky noises. They probed in the direction of the prey, trying to drag them into the nest, and become part of them.

However, unlike last time, this time, Wen Jianyan didn't use a toy gun to destroy the illusion and send them back, but went to the end of the hall very smoothly.

"Quick! Okay!"

Shao "Medicine" activated the protective cover, watched vigilantly at the miserable neck that was protruding towards him, and asked hurriedly without turning his head.

"immediately!"

With the sound of rustling corrosion, the metal door locks in the hall gradually disappeared.

Soon, with a "bang" sound, the narrow back door in front of him was kicked open with force, and icy air poured into the lung cavity, dispelling the turbid, dead darkness behind him.

"The door is open! Let's go!"

With an order, everyone turned around and ran out all the way at the fastest speed.

Behind a few people, the door slowly closed, faintly seeing the tragic necks wriggling in the dark, but, as if afraid, those necks did not chase out the unlocked door.

Even if those heads didn't catch up, they didn't let their guard down, but continued to distance themselves, and finally slowed down after making sure it was safe.

They came to the atrium.

Although this is also part of the Heian Sanatorium, it is not inside the building.

It was like a hollow, surrounded by two semi-circular wings. In the center of this hollow, a small church could be vaguely seen not far away.

The church is not counted. It is a grey masonry structure with obvious signs of time on the walls, and the bloody cross on the top is particularly clear against the sky.

That's right... a bloody sky.

Several people stood in the atrium, raised their heads, and watched the sky in front of them vigilantly.

It was a dazzling red "color" that seemed to be soaked in blood, as if scarlet blood droplets would seep from the sky in the next second, bringing an ominous filter.

Against the background of this strange "color", all the buildings are shrouded in it, making people feel uneasy.

Huang "Mao" sucked in a breath of cold air in a low voice, and his face turned pale.

Su Cheng, who was closest to him, heard it and turned his head: "What's wrong?"

"..." Huang "Mao" shook his head and stammered, "No, nothing."

Although the red sky copy is rare, it is not without precedent. After all, this is not the real world, and all strange situations may happen.

but……

Huang "Mao" couldn't help raising his eyes and glanced at the sky above his head again.

Among all the people here, he is the only one who has entered the copy of Fantasy Amusement Park.

For some reason, the color of the sky here gave him a very familiar feeling, and the last time he gave him this feeling was a copy of the Fantasy Amusement Park.

You can even...

If not for those wounded eyes, the two skies are almost identical.

"Hey, hurry up."

At this moment, Luce's solemn voice came from beside him, interrupting Huang "Mao"'s thoughts.

Several people turned their heads and followed the direction that Lu Si pointed. At that moment, everyone couldn't help but their hearts tightened, and they almost forgot to breathe.

Behind them was the main building of the Ping An Nursing Home who had just escaped.

Compared with the beginning, it has been completely unrecognizable.

The buildings are surrounded by the red light of the sky, and the walls are covered with pieces of flesh film, some of which are gushing out from the gaps in the windows, and some are overflowing directly from the gaps in the walls, which seems to be from the most Starting from the top floor, the top floor of the Ping An Sanatorium has completely disappeared from the wall, but was completely swallowed by the thick, life-like flesh membrane, and those agitating, neuron-like "creatures" seem to be moving forward. spread down.

It is temporarily stationary.

However, they have no doubt that after the next bell tolls, these flesh membranes will start moving again, until the entire Peaceful Sanatorium is engulfed.

"How long do you think it will last?"

Su Cheng "haired" to Huang.

Huang "Mao" glanced at the main body of the entire building with a face, and slowly shook his head: "At most, twice, maybe even less..."

If the flesh membrane can spread so much in one bell, then the entire building will disappear completely in the next two bells, if the previous "rules" still work.

By that time, the anchors who remain in the Ping An Sanatorium will face an obvious fate.

At this rate of spread, it is also difficult for chapels to be safe.

The streamers have only two options.

Either complete the mission before the safe sanatorium disappears and get enough points to leave the dungeon, or you must die.

Everyone realizes this.

"How many points do you have left?" Luce turned his head and asked.

Several people's faces were not very good.

Some of the integral tasks in this dungeon have an unlimited number of people to complete, but some have a limited number of times and a limited time. Once the anchor completes, the quest will disappear permanently in the dungeon, which also leads to the different tasks activated by each person. Therefore, the The same goes for the number of points earned.

The person who completed the most tasks among them was Luce, but even he was less than 3,000 points away from passing the level...

To do it in two bells...that's too much.

Shao "Medicine" glanced at his task bar.

After they came to the atrium, a new task was added to the task bar.

[The primary mission has been refreshed: enter the chapel]

【Reward Points: 200】

Obviously, after entering the church, there should be many tasks for the anchor to complete.

"Come on, let's go in."

Luce pondered for a few seconds, rationally speaking.

He said to Su Chenghuang "Mao", "How about you, are you together?"

Su Cheng shook his head: "No."

"You want to wait for your teammates?" Luce frowned, "I suggest not, he was separated from us from the elevator, his life and death are unknown, now, the possibility of him surviving is very low, so I can't hug him. Practically hoping to wait, it's better to..."

Before he could finish, he was interrupted by Su Cheng:

"If he thinks so, then it's impossible for me to leave the lab in the first place."

"..."

This sentence was very sharp, and Luce stopped talking.

Even if you don't need much observation, you can come out. The two should have known each other for a long time. Otherwise, the guy will not be in a critical juncture. He is still dragging his teammates' unconscious bodies. This kind of trust cannot be moved by him with just a few words.

Good words are hard to persuade a ghost to die.

But another person is different.

He turned to Huang "Mao": "What about you, do you want to wait too?"

"Follow us, you have a better chance of surviving."

Luce rarely persuaded.

After all, the number of missions is only a few - whoever activates and completes it first will get the most advantage.

It's not that he has established a deep bond with Fang, but that in such a short period of time, Luce also noticed Huang "Mao"'s visual talent.

Therefore, Luce actually has a selfish motive for poaching.

This kind of talent does not cost much, and it lasts for a long time. Even if it is not activated, the anchor will not lose its visual advantage.

Moreover, compared with the host whose talent is unknown, the captain who was in front of him didn't seem to be too familiar with it. He was timid and easy to control. His addition could improve the team's chances of survival.

However, to his great surprise, this timid and timid yellow "Mao" shook his head without hesitation, and rejected his proposal:

"No, no, I'll just wait here."

Su Cheng's rejection of Luce was not unexpected, but Huang "Mao" was so firm, he didn't expect it.

He paused, and couldn't help but glanced at the Ping An Nursing Home behind him.

The building had already been swallowed up by a small part, and against the background of the bloody sky, it looked precarious - the life and death of the leader of the face was unknown, and the "lost" was lost in it, and it was not known whether it was possible to survive.

Even so, there are still two team members who are willing to sacrifice their survival probability and stay just to wait for him.

"..."

From the previous experience, Luce had a full understanding of the ability of that guy, but what he didn't expect was that he still underestimated the ability of the face to control people's hearts.

This kind of charm that can make people follow with all their hearts is really terrible.

He sighed and stopped trying to persuade him. Instead, he and his two teammates turned to leave and walked quickly in the direction of the chapel.

Shao Yao's eyes flashed, and she turned her head to glance at Su Cheng, who was waiting in the atrium, turned around, and caught up with her teammates.

Su Cheng turned his head to Huang "Mao".

This guy's choice was both unexpected and not unexpected.

Surprisingly, this timid person would actually choose such a dangerous option under such circumstances. The reason is not surprising... Although he didn't know this guy before, he was brought in by Wen Jianyan after all. .

And Wen Jianyan himself has such magic power.

"What's your name?" Su Cheng asked.

His attitude changed.

If he just treated this guy as a temporary teammate before, he would have regarded him as a partner who can continue to get along and cooperate in the future.

Huang "Mao" grinned, "Yang Fan."

"Su Cheng."

Su Cheng introduced me.

The two palms clasped together briefly.

An invisible, almost tacit affirmation was born.

Su Cheng retracted his hand, turned his head to the building not far away, took a deep breath, and activated his talent.

Watching Fang's familiar card draw, Huang "Mao" was startled, and immediately realized what Fang was doing. He calmed down and watched Fang's behavior nervously.

After a few seconds, it was all over.

Su Cheng lowered his head and frowned, staring at his palm, as if there was an invisible card there.

"What question did you ask?"

Huang "Mao" didn't dare to breathe, and asked in a low voice.

"His safety."

"The results of it?"

"..." Su Cheng sank his face, shook his head slowly, and raised his eyes: "I don't know."

Huang "Mao" was stunned for two seconds.

Although he is not a tarot master, he has played in the real world before. The advice given by tarot may be vague and difficult to interpret, but there will always be a direction.

Whether it is a card or a card, in front of a senior tarot master, information will always be leaked.

But... don't know?

how come?

Su Cheng stared at the empty card in his palm with a solemn expression.

Since he got the talent, he has only drawn out empty cards twice, one is the question that Wen Jianyan asked last time, and the other is that.

Even the talent of prophecy can't penetrate the "mystery" fog of fate, as if there is some reinforcement that isolates his ability, no matter what card he draws in the past, there will be a faint thing in his heart, similar to straight, However, only when he drew an empty card, his mind was empty and nothing.

Is it...

Is Fang's safety this time related to the last issue?

The negative floor of the Ping An Sanatorium.

The rest of the journey went smoothly.

Perhaps because the number of high-risk patients on the negative floor was not large, and they were not affected, they turned into monsters like those in the negative floor and the hall, so they did not encounter any troublesome things along the way, and they arrived very smoothly. staircase.

Wen Jianyan stood there and looked up.

The stairs are dark deep, leading into the distance.

The stairwell on the negative floor and the negative floor are connected. As long as he walks up this stairway, he does not need to go to the negative floor again. Instead, he can go directly through the hall and then go to the atrium from the hall.

In ten minutes at most, he will be able to leave Ping An Sanatorium completely.

But Wen Jianyan knew that his real test had just begun.

Without a trace, he glanced at No. 02 beside him.

Fang Shang is no different from Gang, his posture is relaxed, his expression is happy, his brown eyes are half hidden under the curled eyelashes, and the look of the bottom of his eyes is unclear.

The flimsy rope begins to have a tendency to break.

Because the other side of Libra starts to overweight.

Leaving here means that the already fragile cooperative relationship between the two will come to an end, and Wen Jianyan no longer needs a high-risk patient to escort him.

Cooperating with high-risk patients is tantamount to seeking skin with a tiger. At most, it can only maintain a temporary balance. However, as long as there is a slight change in the environment, this apparent safety will be easily broken.

Wen Jianyanming, he played a very dangerous game.

A little careless, the whole game is lost.

He took a deep breath, stepped forward, and headed up the stairs first.

Da-da, da-da, da-da.

The even sound of footsteps echoed in the narrow space, and each stroke seemed to hit his heart.

That is, if you are going to be bitten back...

It's almost time.