Opening a Shop in the Nightmare World

The pen-shaped swing stick in Su Zimo's hand is lighter than the lightest foil he has ever used, and it looks similar to a telescopic pointer. Not only does it not have any lethality, but it is also easily broken.

But it is such a "weapon", when it touches those pale student ghosts with strange smiles, it is like breaking up a part of the solidified body of fog, without blood or wounds, but it can allow humans The ghost that could not be hurt is injured!

This is the power of this pen!

Prior to this, Su Zimo had seen Zheng Ming’s wooden stick in the first nightmare world, and Gaoyang’s standard knives in the second nightmare world. Those were weapon props that allowed humans to harm ghosts, but Su Zimo had seen it. The remarks are specially marked for their weakness, not durable and fragile.

In the face of the student ghosts swarming in front of him, Su Zimo's stick stabs flexibly. Because it is not an official game of fencing, it is easy to occasionally turn the wrist freely and play a few flat cuts.

"call--"

Because Su Zimo's attacks were all directed towards Wu Qing's direction of escape, he had to deal with enemies who rushed from one direction, and beware of possible surprise attacks behind him from time to time.

But even so, after advancing three or four meters, Su Zimo felt that his body was starting to be tired.

After all, this is a body that hasn't moved much in four years.

What makes Su Zimo feel powerless most is that he has been in this nightmare world for more than an hour, but he hasn’t even seen a pack of paper towels that can be sold. It’s too bad. He even lost a handful of Annoying umbrella in the dream.

And... Su Zimo rubbed some sore wrists, and then looked at the student ghosts whose body was dissipated after being smashed with a stick, and suddenly felt that Wu Qing chose to get off at this station.

Although the number of ghosts on this platform is numerous and weird, judging from the feeling of knocking down, Su Zimo thinks that these ghosts are not particularly powerful types, and can even be said to be very weak

Maybe that's why Wu Qing, who opened the black umbrella, was able to dash through the ghosts.

This platform put all the dangers on the bright side, and after a long time, maybe we can find some breakthroughs and countermeasures to survive. But if other people in the trainer team choose to get off at another platform...

Su Zimo recalled the station platform he had been in when he came to the world. He remembered that although the station was bright and well equipped, there was no one but him.

Although the empty platform looks safe, Su Zimo feels that there must be some unknown danger hidden in it.

The unknown is always more dangerous than the known.

Thinking of this, the student ghosts in front of Su Zimo suddenly became fewer and fewer. He squinted his eyes halfway, used all his body strength to wave the pen-shaped swing stick in his hand, and even made it bigger to exert more strength. Shout out

"Give me back!"

All the way, when Su Zimo opened his eyes again, he found that he had broken out of the ghost group. In front of him was the other half of the empty platform outside the ghost group. There were no more ghosts that could be seen.

He turned around subconsciously and looked behind him, only to find that the pale ghosts of the students in school uniforms had all turned their backs, not only the original disorder and disorder, but also re-arranged like the obedient boy in the school. Team, looking directly at the empty rails in the dark ahead, as if waiting for the arrival of the next group of guests.

Seeing such a scene, Su Zimo was more convinced of his own judgment. The ghost of this platform is indeed the easiest to break through.

The most rare thing is, even if you don’t have a weapon that can defeat the ghosts, as long as you can find a way to break through the siege of the student ghosts, these ghosts will no longer continue to attack the trainers. Almost by default, the trainers can continue to survive until the mission The customs clearance can be completed smoothly after the end of two hours.

Thinking that most of the practitioners I met this time were also newcomers, Su Zimo suddenly felt that the task of customs clearance in this nightmare world was not difficult from the beginning.

"Tap-tap-tap"

Su Zimo stepped on the floor tiles of the station under the light, and in the state of making the sound as light as possible, he looked around and listened to the surrounding movements carefully, trying to find Wu Qing who did not know to hide there.

I thought it would not be easy to find the guy who stole the black umbrella.

But what Su Zimo didn't think of was that he had just walked along the subway signs to an empty place for a while, and then he heard some fine and broken voices.

After determining the direction from which the voice came, Su Zimo stayed at a corner of the station and probed outwards, and then saw Wu Qing, still holding a black umbrella, crouching beside a pillar at the station. Trying to retract the entire body into a large black umbrella.

"What should I do... What should I do..." Wu Qing murmured in his mouth curled up there, "Tell me, what should I do..."

It looked like he wanted the umbrella in his hand to talk to him.

[Sorry, could you please return the umbrella to its original place? If the children find that the umbrella is lost, they will cry out sadly. ] The sound Su Zimo had heard before in his dream suddenly rang in the empty station, with a sense of lingering in the cold, but the tone was not very serious.

That belongs to the voice of the black umbrella.

"It's mine, it's mine when I get it!" Wu Qing didn't seem to hear the voice of the umbrella for the first time, and quickly shrank himself under the umbrella again. "It's mine, it's mine! Just wait a little longer, Just wait a little longer and it’s mine!"

Perhaps it was because Wu Qing had been trying to curl up under the umbrella, so he could not see the other side of the station pillar he was relying on, and he didn't know when there was a person who was holding a black umbrella indoors and could not see his face.

Instead, Su Zimo, who was standing on the side, saw that the figure he had seen once in the dream lifted the umbrella he held up so that Su Zimo could see the corner of his mouth rising. This Mr. Black Umbrella seems to be in a good mood these days, and I don't know if it was because he saw Su Zimo chasing after him.

[Give up, I’m not a random umbrella, not everyone can hold it. ]Mr. Black Umbrella spread his hand, [If you don’t like it, people and umbrella can not be forced together, give up? ]

"Are you a ghost in an umbrella? Or a demon in an umbrella?" Wu Qing didn't give up, but instead substituted herself into some inexplicable plot. "No matter what price you pay me, as long as you can get power, you Let me pay anything!"

This time, the black umbrella actually paused, tilting the crooked umbrella and asking: [Is it okay to have your remaining life? ]

"..."

There was a moment of silence in the empty station, and Wu Qing's breath gradually became heavy.

But without waiting for Wu Qing to speak, Su Zimo stepped over, grabbed the umbrella face expressionlessly, and lifted the black umbrella directly from Wu Qing's hands.

At that moment, Wu Qing, who had lost his "treasure", lifted his head that had been curled up, and looked at the Su Zi Mo that appeared suddenly in a panic after the swaying sense of light above his head faded away.

[Alas, is there any way? ]

The sound of the black umbrella followed.

[Although you have a good vision of human beings, I still have an umbrella that you cannot get. ]