Global Thriller: My Organs Have Their Own Ideas

"Go to work."

After checking the time, it is now seven o'clock in the morning.

Lin Hun came to the bathroom to wash briefly, put on a work outfit, and left the room.

It doesn't matter what the world becomes.

Life still has to be lived.

Lin Hun, who was not ready to reveal his identity as the first player for the time being, left the community where he lived as usual.

Walking down the street.

Lin Hun looked around and found that after last night, the whole world had changed.

Deserted and depressed.

The busy traffic of the past almost disappeared.

Only a small number of private cars and buses are still in operation.

Standing at the bus stop, Lin Hun silently waited for the bus and opened the mall interface, clicked on the lottery option, and began to use the power of Future Vision to check the prizes in the ashes.

The five-year lifespan is undoubtedly blood loss in exchange for cheating prizes such as ashes.

But if you can get ghost puzzles or curse items, it's blood earned.

Lin Hun believes that if all the existing people are allowed to make a choice and exchange five years of life for the ghost puzzle.

Except for those who have less than five years of life, the rest will exchange it without hesitation.

It's a pity that only Lin Hun can do this kind of opening and hanging operation.

At this time, in Lin Hun's eyes, prompts kept popping up.

[You spent 5 years of life dollars and got a portion of ashes. 】

[You spent 5 years of life dollars and got a paper money. 】

[You spent 5 years of life dollars and got a portion of ashes. 】

…………

I don’t know if the lucky draw props are due to the ashes.

Lin Hun sees through the future that he only needs to draw a lottery, most of which are a piece of ashes, and the remaining half is a variety of funeral supplies.

All the props are filled with the breath of the underworld, but they are not cursed props, which is very painful.

"Morning Star Community is here. Passengers who got off please get off at the back door."

After about half an hour of brushing, Lin Hun did not brush even a curse item or ghost puzzle.

At this time, a bus arrived late and stopped at the station.

Lin Hun turned his attention away from the lottery and got on the bus.

【drop! 】

After swiping the card, Lin Hun glanced at the driver.

The driver was a middle-aged man with a gloomy face. His eyes were bloodshot with dark circles, and his whole body smelled of exhaustion.

Obviously, this one didn't sleep very well last night.

But judging from the fact that he can still come to work, what happened to him last night shouldn't be so bad.

laugh!

The door of the bus was closed and the vehicle gradually started to move.

Lin Hun walked to the back door and randomly found an empty seat to sit down.

Compared to running buses, passengers are even rarer.

The bus Lin Hun made had only three passengers except him and the driver.

An old woman with gray hair and wrinkles, with a cloth bag for grocery shopping slung in her hand, sat silent on the love seat in the front row.

One was a middle-aged social animal with half of his hair bald. He was wearing a suit, he was very bloated, and with his head down, he was constantly mumbling about something.

The last one was Yin Ming, a girl in school uniform. She was sitting in the back row with a book in her hand and reading it carefully.

The three of them didn't seem to have any problems at first glance.

But in Lin Hun's eyes, the bodies of these three people were full of death.

"These guys..."

His eyes narrowed slightly, and Lin Hun's gaze became sharp.

Dominating the ghost puzzle makes him very sensitive to these special existences.

He could feel that none of these three were alive.

"It's not a person, it's not a ghost, it's an alternative existence."

After careful observation, Lin Hun came to this conclusion.

Compared to Li Gui, these three people in the car were obviously not fierce, evil, or strong enough.

But they are not humans, or they used to be humans, but because of some accident they became what they are now.

So why did they become like this?

Lin Hun's eyes wandered, and soon he found something wrong.

He found that the scenery outside the car window was rapidly becoming gloomy.

The whole world seemed to be covered with a layer of gray haze, looking old and gloomy.

A faint blood hovered in the air, rendering the building outside the car like a horrible photo.

"Photo?"

Lin Hun was shocked when he thought of this.

He suddenly thought of the hint brought by his eyes last night.

The black disaster-level horror named photographer has already locked him.

[You are sealed in the soul-gathering photo, and your next life will loop endlessly in the scene of this photo. 】

Seeing this prompt, Lin Hun activated his flash ability without even thinking about it.

With a glimmer of light, his figure appeared on the street 100 meters away.

On the road, the bus and the surrounding scenery seemed to have been taken away by something, and disappeared from the world without a trace, leaving only an empty ground. *

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