Horror Studio

"He is dying." Qiancang No. 4 kept tapping his thumbs on the screen of his mobile phone. From the way of operation, Qiancangyi thought that this character has entered a fighting state, "Uh...I'm fast too. died."

"According to your statement, if we are all part of the character, then you may be the part that will cause the most trouble. Who will save others and put yourself in?" Qiancang No. 5 mocked.

"If you don't believe what I say, then no matter what I am, it will have no effect on you? Because I am a different person, not the same individual as you. Apart from the appearance and voice, there is no other connection. ." Qiancang No. 4 gave a chuckle.

"That is to say, your purpose of mocking me is just to emphasize that your guess is correct, so are you correct?" As soon as the fourth bank said this, he showed his mobile phone to the fifth bank. "Just made a joke, I hope you don't mind, I have rescued him, he should be in reality..."

"Hello!" Suddenly a greeting came from the living room behind Qiancang No. 4.

It was a very ordinary sentence at first, but at this time, it seemed extremely weird.

Before this person appeared, Qiancang Yi had already numbered it, and continued to compile it in order. The new one should be Qiancang No. 6.

When the light of the mobile phone focused on the door of the living room, the rest of the people also saw the new one.

It is indeed what Qiancangyi looks like.

Now, including the newly-appearing person and myself, there are already six cash warehouses in the two living rooms. This does not include those who may not show up yet and are hiding in the dark.

The situation is getting more and more confusing.

"Did you just because I was arguing?" Qiancang No.6 touched the back of his head, feeling very embarrassed. "To be honest, I didn't expect this to happen. I can go up with just a few clicks, but I don't know. Why, my hands always tremble inexplicably, which makes this kind of joke."

"But now I am safe, and I have to thank you for speaking of it." After he finished speaking, he bowed slightly as a thank you.

In the dark living room, only the light of the mobile phone is used as lighting.

Same face, same voice, different people. The six people waited and watched each other and watched each other.

As soon as Qian Cang raised his head and glanced at the dark ceiling, the questions he had thought about before appeared in his mind.

If there were almost identical duplicates, what would be the result? Are there any sensibility among different individuals? In other words, both the body and the individual will quarrel with each other centered on themselves.

"Why are the flames on our shoulders getting thinner and thinner?" Qiancang No. 2 broke the silence.

"Not only the shoulders, but also the top of the head." Qiancang No. 3 pointed to the top of Qiancang No. 2's head. "I think this may mean that our body is weakening rapidly. I believe it will not take long. In the footsteps of zombies."

"We can't stay here all the time." Qiancangyi No.4's tone was very anxious. "Maybe the problem is with the alien in the center of the altar. Could it be because we have seen a positive look?"

"Eh, is that so? But I didn't climb up at all at that time!" Qiancang No. 6 hurriedly retorted.

"Maybe you are fake." Qiancang No. 5 glared at the one who had just appeared.

These unnecessary quarrels...should not happen to me.

Qiancang glanced around.

His behavior caught the attention of the others.

"Did you find something?" Qiancang No. 2 asked immediately.

"How do you say, maybe, maybe this is an opportunity, isn't it? Originally, we only had one person, and there was only one game character. On our own, zombies are certainly not our opponents, but now, we can completely counterattack, right? ? And not only the role, our weapons have also increased accordingly." Qiancang pointed to his mobile phone screen.

Moneybox No. 4 nodded, "Then let's everyone."

Some people agreed with his words, and some were silent, but no one spoke out against him, even the No. 5 Qiancang No. 1 just now.

"In order to prevent accidents, we should stand face to face with a certain distance from each other to prevent accidents." Qiancang No. 3 gave an idea.

After looking at each other, the proposal was approved unanimously.

Perhaps every Qiancangyi found the problem just now, so they stopped arguing at this moment, and even if there was something unpleasant in their heart, they still pressed it in their heart without saying it.

Re-entering the game, Qiancang found that he was standing at the empty entrance. Here, the alien in the middle of the altar could not be seen, and in contrast, the alien could not see him.

After walking into the cavity, Qiancang found that there were already some "Qiancang One" fighting with zombies below.

Although not dominant in terms of numbers, as more and more people joined, the battle gradually became a one-sided situation.

Although many of the same people have slightly different personalities, because they all know each other a little bit, they work together very tacitly, and even occasionally some wonderful shots appear.

It's just that... the number has reached more than 30, which means...

"Okay, it's solved. The weakness is the spine, and the level of intelligence is low. Although the physical strength is very strong, but he can't use tools or cooperate, so at best it is a slightly more powerful moving target." One of Qiancang said. The words appeared in the subtitles at the bottom of the phone screen.

And another Qiancangyi also spoke...

As a result, a very speechless scene appeared at the bottom of the mobile phone screen. People with the same name kept sending messages, and the content was still discussion.

Finely dividing the scene, this is!

Qiancangyi complained in his heart. When he thought of this, the rest of the people also thought of this, so they started to make a new number. Each Qiancang first reported his own number before speaking. Let me talk about what I wanted to say~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But soon, this incident was overwhelmed by another incident.

The alien in the middle of the altar began to move. The eyes of the alien's chest suddenly widened, and the eyes without white eyes looked very small and scary. At the same time, the milky white flames above his shoulders and neck suddenly became violent, like a blazing flame.

At the same time as the change occurred, Qian Cangyi felt that the flames on his shoulders were getting weaker.

In addition, he also noticed one thing, that is, there are more and more "qiancang one", and even occupy half of the empty position.

"From the situation just now, we should all be true. The flames on the shoulders and head may represent the spirit and energy. The more we split, the weaker the body will become. In the end, the evenly divided spirit and energy cannot When the basic needs of sobriety are met, the time of death will come." As soon as the No.5 cash warehouse raised his head, he said to the rest of the people.

"What? Do you want to kill us all?" Qiancang No. 4 asked back.

"There are such thoughts, but now our enemy is something in the center of the altar, and the problem lies with him." Qiancang No. 5 shook his head.