"Borrow gloves?" Is there such a thing in the key?

Out of trust in Yi Xing, the player didn't ask any more questions, but told him, "Be careful, baby," and ran towards the house at the end of the path.

Coming to the door, the player was about to knock on the door, but found that the door was locked from the outside.

Players think of the day they came, the old man said that there was no one in the woman's house, so they sent her back, that is, locked her in the house.

The player grabs the old brass lock hanging from the hasp and looks around.

Without a key, the window is also a structure embedded with wooden sticks, which cannot allow people to pass through.

"How do I get in here?" The player was a little anxious.

Corruption cards can of course open the door.

But the president is missing, and the racing driver is useless. If the hunter shows up, only her corrosion card and Yi Xing's blood spider silk will threaten the hunter.

If she could save the Corrosion Card, she still wanted to.

There was the sound of something sticky falling to the ground in the distance.

The player turned his head and saw the monster-like villagers falling from the roof next to Yi Xing, pounced on Yi Xing, and was finally cut by the blood spider silk in the air.

Meanwhile, more and more octopus villagers appear on nearby rooftops.

There are too many monsters.

Using supernatural powers will consume a lot of physical strength and energy. Yi Xing can easily deal with one of them, but he can't deal with ten or twenty.

There can be no further delay.

The player draws the corrosion card, corrupts the door lock, and pushes open the old wooden door.

The room was damp and dark, and the player fumbled on the wall for a while before finding the switch.

The dim light was turned on, and the water tank, cupboard, and floor were full of bright red blood and unknown blue liquid, like a murder scene.

The player's heartbeat missed a beat, and she followed the blood and faint blood footprints, looking towards the room on the right.

On the low bed facing the door lay a figure in a flowered jacket.

The blood spread all the way to the bottom of the bed, and there was a big puddle at the bottom of the bed. A sharpened kitchen knife was soaked in the pool of blood.

"Come on..." The player's legs were a little weak from the scene of the murder scene. She looked around every corner of the room to make sure that an assailant would not suddenly run out, so she boldly stepped forward.

Blood was dripping from the bed.

The hair of the woman on the bed fell down, covering her face, and her life and death were unknown.

The player tentatively reached out and brushed the hair off the woman's face. It was indeed the woman who tried to drive them out of the village that day.

The finger advanced an inch, touched the woman's skin, and instantly retracted his hand like an electric shock.

"This, people are getting cold." As soon as the player said the words, the eyes under the messy hair opened.

"Eh? Isn't it cold? Hello, how are you feeling now? Do you need..." The player touched his pocket and remembered that he didn't have a healing card.

The woman turned her head, barely flung her hair away from her eyes, looked at the player with slightly stiff but wide-open eyes, and said hoarsely from her mouth, "Pearl..."

"Pearls? I don't have any pearls." The player said and looked back at the window. She was a little worried that Yi Xing and those monsters could not be seen here.

The player simply reached out and took out two cards from the air, one defensive card and one healing card.

Seeing the card with green light, the player heaved a sigh of relief, leaned over and said softly to the person on the bed:

"This... Auntie, I will treat you for you. Can you lend me your daughter's gloves after you are cured?"

When she heard the words "treatment" and "daughter", the woman's stiff eyes shrank obviously.

"No, no, don't treat me. Pearl, go away, leave the village, and never come back. Mom, mom can't be cured anymore."

The player understands that she thinks of herself as her daughter again, and Pearl is her daughter's name.

"It's useless." There were tears in the woman's eyes, but her eyes were still wide open, as if she wanted to see her "daughter" more.

The player couldn't bear to puncture her fantasy. She must love her daughter very much if she could give her daughter such a precious name.

She pinched the treatment card and said, "Don't worry, I can cure you, no matter how serious the injury is."

While the player was urging the cards, the woman supported the bed sheet with one arm and struggled to sit up.

The coat that was draped over her body slipped from her shoulders as she got up.

The player took half a step back in shock.

The position of the woman's arm does not have human bones and skin. Instead, there are two pale octopus tentacles. One is full of knife marks, and the other is almost broken, leaving only a layer of skin and flesh connected.

From the waist down, she also had no human legs, only pale tentacles that were piled together and soaked in blood and blue liquid.

If those scars and abnormal paleness were ignored, she looked exactly like the villager monsters outside.

Because of this difference, players cannot treat her as the same as those monsters.

"How could you... these scars are yourself..."

The player guessed how the blood all over the room came from, and also knew why the bloody footprints disappeared when they reached the bed, and was so shocked that they didn't know how to react.

The blood was the blood of a woman's limbs, if that were limbs at all.

The bloody footprints disappeared beside the bed because she was the one who hurt her.

The blue liquid is the color of octopus blood. Looking at the blood stains mixed with red and blue all over the room, the woman probably did it before she had completely turned into an octopus.

How much courage must a man have to swing a machete at his own limbs.

"I can't make myself look like that. They say it's a gift from the Sea God, but such a gift has taken away my treasure."

The woman's voice froze, her eyes were instantly emptied, and more tears rolled down from her eyes.

I don't know if I realized that I have lost my daughter, or I am trapped in the nightmare of the past.

The player couldn't bear to look away, and the hand holding the healing card hangs down weakly, "I'm sorry, I can't heal you."

The treatment card can only cure physical damage, such types of limb mutations are not within the scope of "physical damage".

If the mutation can be counted as "physical damage", how many mutation hunters' talents can be abolished by this healing card of hers.

The woman's dim eyes fell on the player, and a gentle and loving smile appeared on her bloodless face, "Don't blame yourself, I will be able to see my pearl soon. The gloves are in the drawer, take them away."

The woman's words made the player think that she had regained her sobriety, but her subsequent words made the player a little uncertain.

"The gloves are a bit small. I changed them so that you can continue to wear them in the future. Sorry, mom can't put gloves on for you."

The woman completely lost her strength and fell back on the bed soaked in blood.

Her eyes are still fixed on the player.

It seemed to be looking at her, and it seemed to be looking through her at her precious daughter.

The player's heart felt a little uncomfortable for no reason, but was pressed by something heavy, and he was almost out of breath.

She has always treated everything in the paradise with a game attitude. In her eyes, only survivors can be called "humans" in the dungeon.

Hunters are not human beings, they are inhuman monsters.

Characters other than survivors and hunters are not human beings. They are NPCs whose purpose of existence is to provide services and key clues.

Now, an NPC whom she had only seen twice died in front of her eyes, but she was so uncomfortable that the tip of her nose was sore.

"Maybe she's a bit like my mother."

Where is it like?The appearance is not the same, the voice is not the same, the only similarity may be the love for the daughter.

The player rubbed his eyes, forced himself to look away, and sniffed towards the only table with drawers in the room.

an octopus.

Two octopuses.

Three, four, five...

Yi Xing silently counted the fallen octopus monsters, 22 blood spider threads wrapped around his body, strangled and divided each octopus monster as he moved.

He remembered that on the night when he was sacrificed as a bride, there were twenty-seven fishy breaths by the sea.

Six monsters were dealt with on the way here, and now ten monsters have been dealt with. Including the old man floating in the sea, there are still eleven monsters to be dealt with.

Since discovering the sacrificial ceremony, Yi Xing is not going to let any of the participants go.

Yi Xing jumped lightly, and the blood spider silk came out immediately, pulling back an octopus monster that was trying to escape.

The octopus monster was torn apart from mid-air, and blue blood was scattered all over the ground.

More octopus monsters started to flee, and Yi Xing chased after them.

Every octopus monster that was caught up turned into neatly cut octopus sashimi in just a few seconds.

The identities of prey and hunter are completely reversed.

On the rocks by the bay, the president holding a black umbrella stood at the highest point, watching what happened in the fishing village through the contract with the villagers.

A boy in a black-bottomed and red-edged jacket walked on a street full of severed limbs, red silk thread guarding his body.

He walked step by step, like a Shura killed from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

"How could such a person be a survivor?"

A survivor who is more of a hunter than a hunter.

As the man approached the only remaining villagers in the fishing village, the CEO saw Yi Xing's indifferent eyes and suddenly understood why he was not a hunter.

When a hunter faces his prey, no matter how calm he is, there will still be the excitement of killing hidden in his eyes.

His eyes were so peaceful, even bored, as if he was facing a pile of garbage that he had to dispose of.

It was unbelievable that he had killed so much in the fishing village, but he had never thought of what he killed as prey.

It's... rubbish.

The sky was full of red lines, and the scene of the fishing village disappeared from the CEO's eyes, and the picture turned into the stormy bay in front of him again.

The last villager also died.

No, there is one more.

The president still hasn't figured out why that old guy tied himself to a bamboo raft and floated on the sea.

Using the old guy's vision of the contract, the president saw a thick tentacle and slapped it down.

The CEO was startled, then the corners of his lips curled up slightly, "It's finally here."

The picture disappears in the churning sea water, and this time it is true that all the villagers are dead.

But the president didn't care, he was already preparing to scrap this dungeon, and only hoped that the remaining three survivors could be dealt with before he left.

A mermaid who can hide better than a mouse, and who forcibly hid for half a month.

The player who is obviously easy to solve, but has been survived by her until now.

The Taotie that ruined his plan and made him have to give up this painstakingly managed dungeon.

"And that guy... I hope he can be smarter, hide earlier, and don't make do."

The president was muttering, when he heard the voice he least wanted to hear at this moment.

"elder brother!"

The president suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of the woods.

A group of three people came out of the woods, and the one in front was a racing driver in a mess.

"Idiot!" The president gritted his teeth secretly.

Behind the racer, Yi Xing played with the red silk thread with his fingertips, playing them like strings, and looked at him with a hint of interest.

The racer was still yelling over there, "Brother, tell them that you just made a contract with the sea monster not to harm each other, and you have no intention of harming anyone at all."

The president pursed his lips, of course he could say that, even if he told the night it was daytime.

The question is, will Taotie believe it?

A person who would break his contract when the two parties were still partners, a person who looked at him as if he was watching prey, would he believe his words and give up being hostile to him?

How strange, Taotie looks at the octopus-like villagers as if they are annoying garbage; but he looks at him, who is also a survivor, as if he is looking at interesting prey.

The player looked at the figure on the reef, then at the anxious racing driver, and Yi Xing who seemed to be waiting for a good show.

She finally decided to follow her heart, and said loudly to the humanity standing on the reef:

"President! What are you doing here in the middle of the night? Standing so tall, beware of being struck by lightning!"

The racer suddenly remembered that it was a thunderstorm, and hurried towards the rock, "Brother, come down first, let's go back and talk about it."

Yi Xing also followed him, and when passing by the player, he quietly took a card from her pocket, and said in a low voice, "Stay here, protect yourself and your gloves."

The player didn't notice Yi Xing's movement at all, and stopped the leg that was about to take a step, pressed the glove in one pocket, and nodded obediently.

After coming out of the shabby house and seeing the wreckage of monsters all over the floor, she had a new understanding of Yi Xing's strength.

This is definitely the boss of the combat system.

Although his current rating is E-level, what limits him is not his strength, but the time he is bound by the paradise and the number of times he enters the instance.

The rules of the game, whoever is stronger is the father.

Although it sounds a bit confused, it doesn't prevent her from repositioning herself. Now she is just a lying dog who obediently obeys the command of the boss and waits for the boss to lead him away.

When the racer was within 20 meters of the president, his movements became visibly quicker to the naked eye. His body seemed to have reached the ultimate coordination, and his movements were indescribably smooth and natural.

Yi Xing narrowed his eyes slightly.

He was looking at the racer, but the president looked past the racer and kept staring at him.

The racer climbed up the rock and came to the president.

A hint of surprise finally appeared in the president's eyes.

He didn't expect that Tao Tie knew that the racer would have talent when he came to him, but he still let the racer come over.

Yi Xing also walked onto the reef.

If the movement of the racing driver is extremely smooth and natural, then he is so beautiful that people can't help but indulge in it.

Beautiful things are always easy to relax, but the CEO doesn't dare to relax at all. This beauty's decisive killing has already been learned from the perspective of the villagers.

The racing driver pulled the president's arm, trying to bring him off the rock, and felt the obvious resistance from the other end of the hand.

"elder brother?"

"Be quiet, let's talk about the dungeon if something happens." The president said coldly.

Yi Xing glanced at him in surprise, and the blood spider thread weaved a question mark on his fingertips, "Do you think you can still go out?"

The president didn't answer, just looked down at the sea.

Under the sea water, a huge black shadow emerged.

A smile appeared in the CEO's eyes, he turned his head to look at Yi Xing, and said:

"I know that you are strong in melee combat, and your water skills are also good, but when all this space becomes a rough sea, how long can you last?"

After finishing speaking, the president grabbed the racer's wrist with his backhand and led him to jump down.

The moment he jumped, he passed the contract and said to the sea monster, "Catch me."

During the fall, the president saw Yi Xing walking to the edge of the reef and looking down at him.

There was a trace of pity in those beautiful eyes.