Horror Game: All My Organs Have Their Own Consciousness

"The world restarts, the dark side world descends. Those treacherous existences are difficult to analyze by modern technology. Perhaps this forest soul has some kind of talent to deal with treacherous things better, so that he can become the first existence on the first night. ."

　　Another old man in a white coat pushed his glasses, his wise eyes glowing with interest.

　　 "If we can get him to cooperate with the experiment, maybe we can crack his secrets and gain the power of checks and balances."

"I object."

　　Another old man is supporting his chin with his hands folded, his eyes deep.

"The other party already has even a ghost puzzle, which is not something ordinary people can contend with. If you rashly take action against him, it will only cause him to emotionally rebound. At such a time, doing such a thing will only make the already precarious social order. Even more shaken."

　　 "Then what do you mean?"

　　 The old man in the white coat asked the old man.

　　 "Sometimes, the relationship between people is better than any knife and gun. We can try to use a softer way to make him our person."

　　 The last old man smiled, his eyes gleaming with confidence.

　　 "I have dispatched my capable officers, and I believe she will hear good news soon."

　　……

　　 Golden Uzi falls, the moonlight descends.

　　 The city that should have been brightly lit today is like a ghost, and it's dark.

　　 The alive people shuddered and shivered at home watching the approaching dangerous time.

　　 People who died...maybe they shouldn’t be called human existence, waiting for the end of the time limit and eager to try.

　　 Fear is coming.

　　 Only myself can save myself.

　　咚咚! Gudong! Gudong!

　　 In a park, Lin Hun poured a glass of milk into his belly and belched comfortably.

　　 Today he experienced the life of a tramp.

　　 slept on a park bench, eating and drinking were all items from the vending machine on the side of the road.

　　 When it feels.

good.

　　 is that the bench is a bit too hard and it is not very comfortable to sleep.

　　 "At seven forty-five, there are fifteen minutes left."

　　 After checking the time, Lin Hun got up from the bench and moved his muscles and bones a bit.

　　 The safety time is about to end.

　　 The existence of horror is about to become active again.

　　 He will also start his work.

　　 Hunting and killing tricky.

　　 The photographer's existence is like a sword of Damocles hanging from his head.

　　 makes him afraid to relax.

　　 He must raise his strength to Black Disaster level within a month.

　　 If you want to become stronger, you must get more ghost puzzles and awaken more organ powers.

　　 Although doing this is a bit fatal.

　　 But if he doesn't die, he will only have one month left.

when! when! when!

　　 The sound of a death knell rang in my ears.

　　 An icy chill came.

　　The time has come to eight o'clock in the evening.

　　 A blood-colored light lit up on the phone screen, and a line of text slowly burned like flames.

　　 [The game has officially started! 】

　　【The second night】

　　 [Night of Recovery]

　　 [Every city has its own urban legends, and the cruel truths hidden in these legends, go and explore! Find the urban legend, persuade or super, your choice will determine the course of this city. 】

　　【Task loading...】

　　 [Your city has strange stories: the last train, night classroom, patients, overtime, wandering dolls, diaries, midnight butcher. 】

　　【You can activate the task by triggering. 】.

Chapter 16

　　 Urban legend.

　　 The strange talk spread in the city.

　　 Cat face old lady, rift girl, Fengmen Village, Lord Bachi, Beijing No. 81, Bloody Mary.

　　 These urban strange talks are widely spread, and many people are familiar with them.

　　Weirdness, horror, and absurdity are the keynotes of grotesque.

　　 and in this game of endless horror.

　　 Guai Tan represents only one meaning.

Danger!

　　 A terrible danger.

　　……

　　 tremble! fear!

　　 Chan Qin Lei shivered and hid under the office work.

　　 Listening to the crisp footsteps fading away outside the corridor, she knew that she had lost her life again.

　　 "Woo, woo..."

　　 Tears rolled in my eyes, endless fear and grievances coiled in my heart.

　　 She is crying.

　　 But I dare not make too much noise.

　　 Because the sound of footsteps outside is very sensitive to sound.

　　 She saw with her own eyes one of her colleagues was skinned by the owner of the footsteps, and wailed to death.

　　 She was scared.

　　 She doesn't want to die.

　　 But she didn't know how to escape from this haunted office building.

"Who can help me…"

　　 Her heart is constantly craving, but she also knows that facing the horror in this building.

　　 How weak human beings are.

　　 "That's it."

　　 Downstairs, Lin Hun looked at the towering office building with a hint in his eyes.

[There are a few treacherous overworked and sudden deaths wandering in this building. The fusion of the dark side world has allowed them to return to this world. They think they are excellent employees not to see other people being lazy. They want everyone in this building to be lazy. All "work overtime". 】

　　 "The social animals of 996 turned into treacherous after their deaths. Isn't it the capitalists who should retaliate?"

　　 Seeing the hint in his eyes, Lin Soul shook his head and strode into the office building.

　　 Future Vision did not warn him, indicating that the creepy strength in this building should be rubbish.

　　 Bullying the soft and fearing hard things.

　　 Soul Lin likes it the most.

　　 cold and restrained.

　　 The soul of Lin walked into the door and felt that the atmosphere had changed.

　　 That is the force field radiation produced by the treacherous resentment, which brings psychological suppression to human beings.

　　 This kind of suppression can cause negative emotions such as fear and panic.

　　 affects the state of people.

　　 But for those who dominate the ghost puzzle.

　　 This kind of influence is almost non-existent.

　　 Ghost image and ghost hair released a gloomy breath at the same time, isolating the resentment in the air.

　　 The blood in his body also released a warm breath, directly dissolving the corrosive power of ghost hair and ghost shadows.

　　 I felt like my body warmed up directly after warming up.

　　 Lin Hun clenched his fists and started searching in this office building.

　　 Others attacked trickery, perhaps by looking for tricky killing rules, exploring the cause of their death, and finally relying on strength and emotional resonance to surrender or influence trickery.

　　 But Soul Lin is not so troublesome.

　　 The vision of the future and the retrospect of death that 　　 had in his eyes allowed him to easily see the cause of the treacherous death.

　　 The indestructible grip of both hands and the shadow stand-in of the shadow match the life source of blood.

　　 gives him enough power to defend the general treacherousness.

　　 In the face of treacherousness, what he needs is to use violence to carry out compulsory killing.

　　 divide their bodies and get their puzzles.

　　 This is the orthodox way for players to play games.

　　 "Come on, let me see how horrible you guys are."

　　 Click!

　　 Amidst the sound of footsteps, a figure wandered in the corridor.

　　 This is a figure in a black suit.

　　 The suit is straight and the leather shoes are reflective.

　　 But his head is terrible.

　　 Flat and broken.

　　 is like a watermelon that has been crushed.

　　 Nao Jing and blood stained the white shirt on the upper body with blood red.

　　 His two eyeballs have been squeezed out of the eye sockets, and they are only connected to the head by the axis of the eye.

　　 But that's it.

　　 These eyeballs are still turning as if looking for something.

　　While he was walking, he suddenly stopped, his eyes drooping on his face suddenly puffed up with bloodshot eyes and turned to one direction.

　　 There, another figure appeared.

　　 The human figure.

　　 This human is neither wearing overalls nor working.