Global Thriller: My Organs Have Their Own Ideas

What is it?

Throw the last bunch of paper money in the bag to the grave of the last villager in Dahuai Village.

Lin Hun stood in front of the burning fire, frowning.

As the last string of paper money burned out, he felt that maliciousness had risen to the limit, reaching a point where it was real.

A voice of resentment gradually rang in his ears.

"why!"

"Why sacrifice these wicked people!"

"Why care about them! They are all beasts!"

"They are all damned!"

With a scream, the earth trembled suddenly.

A huge drum bag appeared from the ground.

Above the bulge, there were dense cracks, as if there was something blocking this guy who wanted to come out-just so.

"roll!"

"Go away!"

"Don't you want to stop me!"

Gragra!

Amidst the cracking sound that made the scalp numb, the crack on the ground suddenly expanded, and the corner of a coffin appeared in the air.

Rotten, resentful.

The smell of disgust mixed with extreme emotions spread in the air.

It is clear.

The underground blockade of this terror cloth coffin is already weak.

This coffin containing great horror is about to break out of the ground and attack Lin Hun.

Seeing this scene, Lin Hun made a choice immediately.

what!

The dark shadow suddenly spread, spreading directly to the cracks on the ground.

The powerful spiritual suppressing force exploded, making the resentment rippling in the air extremely thin.

The figure of the shadow stand-in emerged from the shadow.

He held the sickle of hatred in his mouth, opened his hands, turned into a huge nail, and thrust it fiercely into the crack in the ground.

collapse!

collapse!

collapse!

collapse!

With the penetration of the shadow nails, the coffin that emerged from the ground sank little by little.

The resentful voice felt so and struggled hard.

But the curse bound to him and the power of the ghost equipment of the external shadow stand-in should be in and out.

In the end, he could only be suffocated and banned again.

"You must die!

Accompanied by the last scream, what kind of thing this wonder is finally honest.

The ground sank again, and a scary trace full of cracks appeared on the breakthrough.

"Let's talk about it when the level comes out."

Taking back the shadow double, Lin Hun shook his head looking at the traces on the ground.

Although he doesn't know what this stuff in the underground is.

But he is not at all curious about this existence.

He is not the hero of a horror movie.

When encountering a horrible thing, not only did I not want to stay away, but moved forward with death.

It's so stupid.

While thinking, Lin Hun felt a trance before him.

Next second.

He found himself in reality.

The warm sun was falling from the sky and the heavy locomotive was parked by the side.

Everything that happened in Dahuai Village was like a dream.

But the crystallization of heavy resentment reminded him.

This is not a dream.

"It's coming out."

Blinking and looking at the gas station not far away, Lin Hun stepped onto the locomotive.

Ride the car to the tanker.

He took out the fuel gun, and while refueling the car, he took out his mobile phone to check the reminder of the task.

[Congratulations on completing the task: go to the grave. 】

[Mission completion: 80%, rewards: 3 years, February and 12 days. 】

[Congratulations on your identity: a villager of Dahuai Village. 】

[Detected that you have gained more than 50 treacherous favorability points, and you get the achievement: treacherous friends. 】

【Friends of Cunning: Cunning Han is more interested in "friends", so wherever you walk, it is easy to get the attention of Cunning. 】

The corners of his eyes twitched and looked at the prompt on the phone.

Lin Hun felt like he was pitted.

This achievement, called Friends of the Tricky, is simply a mocking machine that is permanently turned on.

Except that it can cause him trouble, the eggs are useless.

The most deceptive thing is that the achievement thing cannot be closed yet.

"Fak!"

He gritted his teeth and cursed inwardly, but Lin Hun was helpless.

What he can do now is to improve his strength as soon as possible, and don't be killed by the dirty things attracted by his title.

Taste!

When the fuel tank is full, the fuel gun automatically shuts off.

Lin Hun locked the fuel tank cap and found two 15-liter oil drums from the gas station. They were filled with oil and tied to the sides of the car.

"That's enough."

Clapping his hands, Lin Hun walked into the gas station.

The gas station is very clean and tidy.

But there is no one alive.

This is also normal.

After all, it belongs to the scope of special scenes.

………For flowers…

Unless you have the ability to tackle special scenarios.

Otherwise, anyone who comes here will have a dead end.

I took some bread and lo-mei from the shelves, and some bottles of drinks of various flavors.

Lin Hun sat on the resting table and gobbled up.

In a special copy.

He hasn't eaten anything for a day and night.

He is hungry now.

Consecutively swallowed five breads, two braised chicken, and drank two cans of happy water.

Lin Hun's hunger eased.

He tore open a bag of chicken feet with pickled peppers and swiped his phone while gnawing.

He wants to see what he has gained in the special copy this time.

[Player: Lin Hun]

[Title: Hunter]

[Permission: Urban Legend]

[Terror Level: White Resentment-Top]

[Shouyuan: 130 years and 9 days]

[Domination slang: Desperate Twins (Weeping Daughter, Blood Princess)]

【Ghost Puzzle: Ghost Hair, Ghost Shadow, Ghost Equipment】

[Cursed props: rainy night butcher knife, hate sickle, despair canvas, capitalist suit (suit, trousers, shirt, tie, leather shoes)]

【Abomination Scythe】

【Star:★☆】

[Attributes: Hooked Soul ii, Soul Eater ii]

[Explanation: In a work of harvesting wheat fields, this sickle cut off a farmer's neck. Since then, it has fallen in love with the smell of blood and soul. ]

[Special items: Crystal of Resentment-103 fragments, Key of the Title, Certificate of Discharge from Nanshan Mental Hospital, Seeds of Sophora japonica. 】

[Identity: Teacher of 114 Middle School, a villager of Dahuaikuai Village]

[Achievement: centenarian, treacherous friend]

"Well, the harvest is not bad, but why doesn't my horror level always rise?"

Looking at his attributes, Lin Hun frowned.

He felt that his strength was already comparable to that of Blood Lie.

However, in the system's judgment, his terror level is still the highest level of white grievance.

This makes him very strange.

"Is it possible that if you want to advance to the blood strength level, what are the requirements?"

As if feeling his thoughts, his mobile phone suddenly jumped out of a brand new reminder.

[It is detected that the player Lin Hun meets the advanced conditions, do I proceed with the advanced trial?]

ps: Ten more complete, happy master subscribe, I will try the code again to see if I can change another chapter before going to bed. Dry,

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