I plant trees and farm in the global game

Chapter 616 Competition 6

Author: Wangyuyu

Chapter 616 Competition 6

Early the next morning, Muying went to her uncle's house again.

But after knocking on the door for a long time, no one answered. After hearing what the neighbor said, she found out that her uncle had gone out shortly after they left yesterday and never came back.

But this didn't bother her, so she went around to the back of the house, climbed over the courtyard wall and went in.

The gravel poured out yesterday is still scattered on the ground, no one has cleaned it, and there are sixty glass beads all there.

But why are they all in color?

One, two, three, four, five, six, exactly six colors. It seemed as if the black-leaf glass beads she saw yesterday were all an illusion. Muying even doubted her own eyes.

Although he did not expect this result, Muying packed these glass beads in plastic bags and prepared to take them away for research.

After returning home, she asked her dad about those glass beads yesterday. Unexpectedly, in his memory, the glass beads scattered on the ground were colored.

But Muying clearly remembered that those glass beads were all black from yesterday until just before leaving.

Later, she found the checkers she had played on the Internet and compared them carefully. The color of the glass beads she got back was indeed exactly the same as the checkers.

Muying even smashed a few of them with a hammer, but found nothing abnormal. They seemed to be ordinary glass beads. All abnormalities were concentrated in the palm of her right hand.

She couldn't find any clues about this thing on the Internet. She tried all the methods she could think of to ward off evil spirits, including glutinous rice, garlic, cinnabar, and even pinching her nose and using dirt, but nothing worked.

Several days passed in a flash, and my uncle never came back. He couldn't get through on the phone and couldn't find anyone, so I couldn't ask him about the situation of the glass beads when he hid the gold.

As time went by, Muying found that the existence of that eyeball was getting stronger and stronger.

On the first day, as long as you don't look directly at it, you won't be affected; on the second day, your hands will uncontrollably tear off the plaster, and you almost see your eyes several times; on the third day, you can completely cover it with something.

It didn't work anymore. As soon as she calmed down, the image of that eye would appear in her mind, and then she would fall into involuntary fear.

At this time, Muying had already realized that if she didn't get the eyeball out of her hand, she wouldn't know if she could escape from the influence of the eyeball in another day.

At night, she secretly took a fruit knife into the house and locked the door.

Since nothing works, let's try the stupidest method and gouge out the eyes from her hand.

Anyway, if she doesn't solve this problem, she may not be able to survive until the end of the game and will lose control of the character. At this time, it is worth fighting for it, let alone gouging out an eye.

Although this eye was out of her control, she felt less pain when she hurt it.

She rolled up the towel and bit it in her mouth, placing the hemostatic bandage and medicine next to her. Then she picked up a sterilized fruit knife and stabbed it in the palm of her hand.

Soon, the severe pain made her sweat all over her head, and she almost cut it out several times. She was in a trance and pulled out the knife.

Finally, she was cruel, closed her eyes, looked at it, and quickly cut it out, and finally succeeded.

The eyeball popped out and landed on the ground, still staring at her coldly.

She didn't even have time to care about the severe pain in her hands. She picked up the hammer beside the bed and smashed the weird eyes into a ball of flesh.

Muying was still worried, so she picked up the book on the table, quickly tore off a few pieces of paper, lit them, and burned them there. She didn't give up until there was only ashes and nothing else left on the ground.

But she couldn't be happy, and her eyeballs were gone. However, she was still on the field, which meant that she had not achieved her ultimate goal at all, that is to say, she had not eliminated the evil thing.

She looked down and saw another eye appearing in the same place on the palm of her right hand, still staring at her coldly.

There were no wounds on her hands. If the pain from cutting out her hands was not still clear, she would have suspected that she had just burned off her eyeballs.

But this time, she quickly broke free from the mental influence of her eyeballs.

The mental influence of the eyeballs doesn't seem to be that strong anymore.

She took a patch of plaster and put it on her eyes, and the feeling of being watched and restless that still existed even if she didn't look directly into her eyes disappeared.

It seemed that her reckless behavior today was not fruitless.

At least I can hold on for two more days.

Tormented by severe pain in her palms, Muying spent a long and difficult night.

The next day, I felt depressed.

Thinking about it carefully, she has not been able to rest well for several days in a row, and the dark circles under her eyes are getting heavier and heavier. If she continues like this, before her eyeballs collapse, she will have problems due to poor rest.

Moreover, at home, with her family around, it was hard to explain why her palms were always plastered, and her mental state would also worry them.

Muying realized that she could no longer stay at home.

She made an excuse that day, saying that there was something going on at school and she had to go back to school early and leave the next day.

In the eyes of parents, school matters are the most important thing, so they naturally don’t think much about it.

At night, Muying clearly felt that the mental influence on the palms and eyeballs was gradually strengthening.

In order to avoid any trouble on the way home tomorrow, she gritted her teeth and tried to gouge out her eyes again that night.

This time she became much more skilled and the pain increased.

When she saw another eye growing out of the wound on her palm, she already had a feeling that this was indeed the case.

The next day, she took the train back to school.

However, she did not go back to the dormitory. Instead, she found a small cheap hotel to stay near the school.

There was nothing she could do. Although no one was staying in their dormitory during the summer vacation, her hands were so painful that it was difficult to climb onto the canopy bed in the dormitory.

She didn't know how many eyes there could be.

It is possible that this eyeball is the last one, and it is possible that the number of eyeballs is the same as the number of marbles, sixty, but it is also possible that this method of removal only treats the symptoms but not the root cause, and can only delay time, leaving endless eyeballs.

Muying was lying on the bed in the hotel. She no longer had much hope in completely solving this eyeball problem. Her goal now was to prolong her survival time as much as possible.

This world is obviously not peaceful on the surface, and the characters are in danger of survival. Judging from previous games, there are basic survival points.

If she exits the game before the end of the game because her character dies, she will not be able to get these points and her score will not be high.

There are only three days left, it will be half a month since she entered this world, and only half of the competition time is left. As long as she can survive this period, she will be fine.

But it was not easy to survive. If she had to gouge out her eyeballs every two days, she would still have to gouge them out nine times to survive until the end of the competition.

(End of chapter)