Global Thriller: My Organs Have Their Own Ideas

Thick, damp and cold.

The feeling of entering the scene is different from any previous time.

I didn't feel that way even the time I walked through the door in the hospital.

this moment.

Lin Hun felt like he had stepped into hell.

The heavy malice formed an invisible shackle on his neck and limbs.

A special burden, suppressed-on Lin Hun's body.

This burden has no effect on the body, nor has it suppressed the spirit.

Lin Hun's only feeling is that his humanity has been suppressed in a certain way.

The goodness in the heart is shielded, and what is left is filthy and dirty, angry and cruel.

"Damn it!"

Lin Hun's expression was a little savage, and there was cold light in his eyes.

He knows that no organ can help him now.

Only his own will and the bottom line of being a man can stand by him.

The thick fog rolled, passing a hideous or treacherous face circling around Lin Hun.

Constantly speaking depraved whispers.

These sounds do not enter through the ears, but emerge from the bottom of my heart.

It seems that there are more or less negative emotions in everyone's heart.

And these sounds provoke these bad feelings that people don't like to be exposed to, let them encourage them, let them inflate, and let them burn!

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill everyone who gets in the way!"

"Grab! Grab! Grab! Grab all the good things!"

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Get all the beautiful women to open the harem!"

Holding his head in his hands, Lin Hun kept muttering to himself. At this time, his eyes were a little confused, and his words became louder and louder.

Unconsciously, he has used the power of absolute communication to release his strong negative feelings.

The invisible sound wave, mixed with emotional fluctuations, trembles the blood mist that is constantly moving around.

Under the concussion of this sound wave, the blood mist that was still hovering seemed to be bewitched by some kind of bewilderment, and it hovered around Lin Hun in doubt.

The voice continued.

Constantly oscillating in the blood mist.

The hesitant blood mist seemed to have made a certain decision at this time, and Ge Ran condensed into a long stream.

Melted into Lin Hun's body.

Boom!

A heavy heartbeat sounded.

Scarlet lines appeared on Lin Hun's body.

Acting on its own ghost domain, it seems like a long whale sucks water.

Directly absorbed these blood mists containing negative energy fluctuations.

"I want huh?"

Lin Hun, who was still whispering, suddenly felt his brain clear, and his brain returned to normal.

He looked at the blood mist that was rapidly pouring into his body around him.

The face is full of dumbfounded.

"what's the situation?"

The influx of blood mist made Lin Hun feel that the shackles on his body were gradually loosening, and the suppression of humanity became nonexistent.

At the same time, he also felt that some kind of "impurity" was being mixed into his blood.

And this "impurity" not only didn't make his blood weaker, but had a certain strengthening effect.

[Your voice bewildered the whispering fog, they treat you as the same kind. 】

[Your blood has absorbed the bloody power of the mist of whispers, and your ghost domain-blood has a special effect: blood mist. 1

[Your heart has absorbed the enchanting power of the mist of whispers, and your heart has become stronger. 】

"Uh, who the hell is the villain?"

Looking at this series of prompts, Lin Hun was also speechless.

He felt that his style of painting was getting more and more outrageous.

Even this kind of blood mist that is not a good thing at a glance can be absorbed.

The last trace of blood mist was inhaled into the body.

Lin Hun's sight finally returned to Qingming. He found that he had come from the basement to a hillside at this time.

The mountain is a hill.

It was dark, desolate, and only a few dead trees with twisted shapes stood up.

The door he entered has long since disappeared.

He didn't care about this.

Because of his gaze, he was completely attracted by the bloody moon in the sky.

Huge, dark red.

This blood moon is different from the projection that appears in Moon Bay.

In the dark side of the world, this moon represents the deepest horror.

Moon of Blood Terror.

"Is this the world of the dark side?"

The awakening of Fearless Gentian, coupled with the mist of whispering just absorbed.

………For flowers………

At this time, Lin Hun's resistance to mental pollution has soared to the limit.

Even looking directly at the big scarlet moon in the sky, it just feels a little sick.

"Then what is my task?"

Taking out his mobile phone from his pocket, Lin Hun found that his mobile phone had no signal at all. The only icon that could turn on the infinite thriller also became as if the signal was bad, and loading circles appeared constantly.

Fortunately, this loading is not exaggerated to the point where it cannot be loaded.

Soon, in the taskbar, a new line of prompt popped up.

[Advanced Mission: Welcome to Despair Town, activate!]

[Task Description: The Darkside World represents endless death and despair throughout the ages. It is a forbidden zone for the living and a purgatory for the dead. Only the real strong can occupy a place in this place. 】

[Task requirements: within seven days, get a clear job in Despair Town. 】

[Task rewards: advanced blood level, get professional templates, 10 years of life. 】

[Failure Punishment: Always stay in Despair Town, you will find that death is also a happy thing. 】

"Desperate Town professional template? It's becoming more and more game-like."

Standing on the hillside, Lin Hun's pupils shrank slightly. He saw that there was a quiet town under the mountain.

Under the shining of the blood moon.

The town was glowing with a faint blood, and the shadows mourned. There are many figures wandering in it.

"It's tricky"

After fusing the eyes of the second pig, his insight has improved a lot.

Even at this distance, he could clearly see the inhuman appearance of the "residents" in the town.

"Getting a definite career in a completely tricky town? How does this mission feel like making things difficult for people?"

Shaking his head, the shadow spread under Lin Hun's feet.

Regardless of whether this task is embarrassing or not, he must complete this task.

Because only after completing the task can he advance and make himself stronger.

To deal with photographers and fairy tale princes.

He has no retreat. Dry,

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