My Thriller Survival Game

The sirens became louder and harsher, and the footsteps outside did not decrease at all. Instead, they became more and more dense, as if there were countless people walking in place, which made Xu Yang very puzzled.

Time passed minute by minute, and I don't know how long it took. A distinctive alarm suddenly sounded, and the rapid and unified footsteps outside suddenly stopped.

The next second.

An unwilling roar sounded, and footsteps like the tide sounded again, but Xu Yang clearly sensed that it was not an advance, but a retreat.

"Huh~~~"

After a different alarm sounded, a cool air filled with burnt, decayed and putrid smells blew on Xu Yang's cheeks, causing his stomach to churn, and the hand covering his mouth also relaxed at this time.

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"Cough cough cough~~~"

The moment he let go of his hand, Xu Yang began to cough violently, mainly because the smell on that hand was too strong. It not only smelled bad, but also stung his eyes and even choked his throat.

Now Xu Yang is already an old player. He endured the physical discomfort and lay down on the crack of the door again. He looked out through the crack of the door. After just one glance, his eyes widened and his face was full of disbelief.

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It was foggy outside, like a late autumn morning, and visibility was very low.

There was countless stagnant water flowing on the originally clean streets. If it weren't for the fact that there were no raindrops falling, I would have thought it was a heavy rain.

There were countless figures walking quickly on the street. These people were men, women, old and young. They were all dressed in different clothes. They were no different from normal people. However, after careful observation, Xu Yang still saw the clues.

These people are scattered but not chaotic, their faces are gray, and their steps are stiff and mechanical. They look like zombies in zombie movies, but more like zombies in zombie movies.

Under the street lights on both sides of the street, there is a security guard in security uniform standing next to each street light. They stand quietly, motionless, like sculptures.

In addition, among the crowd, there are some people with mutilated bodies, some unreal figures, and it is impossible to distinguish between men and women.

These guys shuttled among the crowds, chasing away those who were slow to move, or who stopped moving forward, or who broke away from the group, rather like herding sheep.

"Hundred Demons Night Parade?!"

Xu Yang was extremely shocked. The scene in front of him immediately reminded him of a movie.

That's right, it's "Ghost Blowing the Lamp". The scene in front of you is very similar to the Yin soldiers coming out of the bronze door described in the movie, but it is about the army, and the crowd in front of you is more like refugees. Perhaps it is used in "Busan"

The zombie outbreak in "The Line" is more appropriate.

Driven by those who didn't know what they were, the crowd walked very fast and disappeared in the blink of an eye. During this period, the white mist that had spread for unknown distances began to recede like an ebbing tide.

Just when Xu Yang thought it was all over, what happened next really shocked him.

I saw that in the area shrouded in fog, the originally extinguished street lights were still on, but instead of emitting pale white lights, they were blood red. After the white fog faded, the security guards standing by the street lights did not

Leave.

Their bodies actually merged into the street lights little by little. When the white fog faded and the security guards disappeared, only the street lights remained.

After flashing wildly for a while, the street light suddenly went out, but the next second, the street light suddenly turned on again, emitting a pale white light.

Just like this, under Xu Yang's gaze, the extremely dense white mist gradually became thinner. After thinning to a certain extent, it suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

The world became quiet once again, and the streets became clear again. As the white fog receded, the sirens gradually calmed down from being urgent at the beginning, until they finally disappeared completely.

"What's going on?" Xu Yang asked subconsciously.

"Pa~"

As he finished speaking, a bright light appeared in the originally extremely dark room. After being in darkness for a long time, his eyes had become accustomed to the darkness. The sudden appearance of bright light made him subconsciously close his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, they suddenly widened, his mouth opened slightly, his body shrank back, and he swallowed subconsciously.

I saw that the old man he rescued was like a charcoal body at the moment, with his curled-up hair scorched, and his cheeks as dry as a skeleton. His clothes and skin were scorched, forming a dark armor, exuding

There was a nauseating smell of meat and burnt smell, as if he had just crawled out of the crematorium.

But the old man didn't seem to know. He was holding his cigarette bag and smoking cigarettes one after another. However, the smell of the cigarettes was a bit strange.

Xu Yang took a closer look and found that what was placed in the tobacco pouch was not cut tobacco at all, but something similar to hair.

No, it’s not similar, that’s hair!

Hearing Xu Yang's voice, the old man smoked a dry cigarette and said, "That's the Night Parade of Hundreds of Ghosts!"

"(°ー°〃)Hmm?"

Xu Yang was slightly startled and asked subconsciously: "Do you think those people outside are ghosts?"

When he said this, Xu Yang felt very awkward. Compared with those guys just now, the old man in front of him looked more like a ghost. However, it was difficult for him to say such things, he couldn't say them, and he didn't even dare to say them.

After this period of exploration, Xu Yang discovered something very critical and useful.

Ghosts are roughly divided into four stages.

First, a ghost who is ignorant and relies on instinct.

Most ghosts are irrational, and there are very few if any. They are similar to animals. They drift with the flow and take things as they come. They are like duckweeds, floating wherever they go. For example, the monsters on Niuma Street fall into this category.

Second, he retains most of his sanity but doesn't know he is a ghost.

In the eyes of these ghosts, there is no difference between the horror world and the real world. No matter what kind of ghost they are, in their eyes they are normal people with normal emotions such as timidity, cowardice, and fear.

Normally, these ghosts are no different from normal people, but once they are told the truth and let them know that they are also ghosts, they will lose control and become irrational monsters. Even if they retain their sanity, their instincts will still prevail. This kind of ghost is very

Tricky.

Third, you have reason and know that you are a ghost.

For example, the people in the community belong to this category and will not go crazy because they know they are ghosts. Most of the time, they will stay in a specific area and will not leave or attack other ghosts.

, there is a feeling of being in a corner.

Fourth, there are ghosts like evildoers and puppet masters.

Not only do they know that they are ghosts, but they also have super high IQs. This kind of ghost is not only very powerful, but also very calculating and very difficult to deal with.

As for whether there are other types of ghosts, I don't know yet, but I think there should be some.