End of the World: Start by controlling a god's altar

Then Dugu Pang pinched his nose and asked in a muffled voice: "This smell is almost as bad as a septic tank. Could it be that the toilet exploded?"

As he was talking, he suddenly bumped into something!

The thing seemed very light, and it immediately fell backwards after being hit.

Dugu Pang subconsciously reached out to hold the thing, but when he grabbed the other party with both hands, suddenly all the hairs on his body stood up!

"... Boss... Boss, I... I seem to have bumped into someone... But something is wrong! How can this person be so light and hard?"

Dugu Pang suppressed his fear and touched upwards again. He first touched the other party's neck, then moved upwards, and suddenly touched nothing!

"There's not even a head!"

And the fracture on the neck was very smooth, as smooth as if there was no head at all!

Dugu Pang immediately pushed the thing out and reached out to take out his lighter, then he remembered that his lighter was blown up by a gun.

"Quick! Hurry up and get some light! Something is wrong here!"

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Su Yuan followed the voice of Dugu Pang and held him down, while whispering: "No one is allowed to make light without my permission!"

"The faces of those people with wings outside are phototropic. It is not known whether the space here is airtight, so there can be no light."

"Also! Everyone be careful, don't touch the switch on the wall. If you don't want to die, do as I say!"

When he came in, Su Yuan found that the temperature here was much lower than outside, and he could faintly hear the sound of the air conditioner turning.

It seems that the power supply of the mall was not paralyzed, so he asked everyone not to touch the switch on the wall. Otherwise, if the light was turned on, it would be a disaster.

Dugu Pang's voice changed. He held Su Yuan tightly and said in shock: "Boss, whatever you say is what I will do. You have to protect me!"

Su Yuan patted Dugu Pang and signaled him to calm down.

"Don't be afraid. Where is the person you are talking about?"

"I threw him out. He should be in front..." Dugu Pang said, and his face suddenly changed, "Ah! No, why is there no sound of something falling to the ground? Can that thing fly?"

The others were so scared that they didn't even dare to breathe. Hearing Su Yuan and Dugu Pang's questions and answers, they felt as if their hearts were about to jump out of their chests.

When people are afraid, they like to gather around the strong.

Su Yuan's voice exposed his position, and everyone squeezed to his side for a while.

The crowd pushed each other, and suddenly someone shouted:

"I met one too!"

"Ah! I have one too!"

"... I, mine is even more weird. It's only the upper body, and the lower body is a stick!"

"There's only a piece of clothing floating here, and there's nothing inside! Could it be that there's also a fungal blanket like outside, melting people's bones?"

"Turn on the light, turn on the light!"

Su Yuan shouted: "Don't turn it on! Do you need me to say it again? No matter how weird these things are, they can't do anything to you after all! Once the light is turned on, those faces will fly in, and you won't know how you died."

"Just pretend they don't exist, and keep moving forward! Whoever dares to turn on the light will be killed without mercy!"

Su Yuan was not kidding. The three words "kill without mercy" were chilling,

This shout had a significant effect, and the surroundings became deathly silent for a while.

Then he slowed down his tone, "Keep going! Turn on the lights when you find a closed environment."

But it's easier said than done. It's harder than climbing to the sky to deceive yourself that nothing exists in this environment.

Everyone was extremely alert, always paying attention to the slightest movement around them, rubbing the ground with the soles of their feet, and moving forward inch by inch.

Su Yuan thought to himself that if anyone farted at this time, it would probably scare one or two people to death.

It was just such a coincidence, what you think will come true!

The old madman next to him raised his butt and let out a short, loud, and soul-stirring fart!

It just so happened that the sound of this fart sounded very similar to the previous dull gunshots.

Everyone thought someone had fired a gun, and the tense nerves finally reached their limit. They all screamed like crazy, and the team instantly became a mess.

Su Yuan wanted to find a corn cob to plug the old madman's back door. It was useless to blame him at this time, so he could only slap the old madman in the face.

The old madman looked aggrieved, and he argued convincingly: "Farts are the air in the stomach, how can we not let it out? Besides, this is not farting, it is the cry of the bottom, it is the breathing of the chrysanthemum."

Dugu Pang cursed: "You exhaled, why didn't I see you inhale?"

The old madman said: "Aren't you inhaling?"

This sentence choked the fat man enough, Su Yuan said helplessly: "Okay! You are the only one who can make such a big noise with a fart. I hope no one is scared to death."

After being joked by the old madman, the sense of depression that lingered in everyone's heart suddenly faded a lot.

After walking forward for more than ten steps, Dugu Pang suddenly made a "clucking" sound from his throat!

That was the stress reaction when a person was extremely scared, his muscles were stiff, and he couldn't even speak.

He was only half a body behind Su Yuan. When Su Yuan heard the fat man's voice, he stopped immediately and asked him what was wrong.

"Oh my god!"

The fat man screamed strangely, as if he pushed something away with all his strength.

"…Why am I always the unlucky one? I ran into someone again!"

Dugu Pang was so upset. He had just calmed down when he ran into this kind of thing again.

As he pushed, the man immediately bumped into Su Yuan's arms and was pinched by Su Yuan!

Su Yuan judged from the feel of the hand that this was a person's calf. After pinching it again, the meat was still soft, not like the light and hard ones that the fat man had encountered before.

In the darkness, he suddenly touched such a thing. Even though Su Yuan was bold, he felt a chill from the root of his tail.

At this time, Su Yuan was still thinking in his heart that when time was up, he must collect source matter and crystal cores as soon as possible to upgrade his level.

For him, he was a bronze eight-star extraordinary person with three superpowers a few days ago. But now he only has the strength of a primary two-star, and he always feels constrained when encountering various situations.

Su Yuan grabbed the calf in his hand and shook it left and right. Immediately, he heard the "creaking" sound of the rope rubbing against a hard object above his head.

He cursed inwardly. This person was most likely a person who could not bear the impact of the doomsday disaster and had a mental breakdown and hanged himself.

This was another hanged ghost!