Player Reload

As a senior operative of both the Special Affairs Bureau and the GOC, Zhao Zijin's style of conduct has also inherited the rigor and seriousness of these two organizations. He will not be like Li Sheng who just pretends to be a ghost and scares others.

For example, hanging red clothes and skirts with transparent fishing lines in the middle of the community road at night, and burning useless test papers in a brazier next to the intersection at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

Li Sheng pushed up the information integration glasses on the bridge of his nose and carefully observed the dead Sonic Boy.

Since this [Anchor Point Connection] was a routine mission, Sonic Boy's body was not transported back to the real world, but remained in place.

"The enchanted ring on your hand is still there and not damaged. It proves that the attack method of that thing is not simple physics or magic."

Li Sheng picked up Sonic Boy's arm. On his left thumb was a standard obsidian ring from the FBI's Special Incident Division.

This ring is of rare quality, priced at two thousand, and can be attacked by one outside.

It can not only prevent damage, but also provide early warning. It is considered a leading product of the Special Accident Department.

"The real cause of Sonic Boy's death was bioelectrical disorder."

Li Sheng focused on scanning the inside of Sonic Boy's head, narrowed his eyes and said, "His brain has been cooked."

Baijixiong said in shock: "What do you mean, the electric current from the outside world killed him instantly?"

"No, to be precise, it was Sonic Boy's bioelectrical system that maintained his body's operation. For some reason, it collapsed on its own in an instant. From the brain to the whole body, there was no time to react, and the heart stopped, the brain shut down, and he died on the spot. "

Li Sheng took out several pieces of [Death Note] paper from his backpack and drew them one after another. All he drew was that he would die in this conference room.

"Difficult."

Li Sheng scratched his head. [Death Note] has a certain degree of foresight, allowing all screens to show the same result, which fully proves the danger of this crisis.

It is almost equivalent to having to surf, criticize and comment intensively on different social platforms every day, and guard your household registration booklet at all times.

Fu Ding Hua Long thought for a moment, then turned to ask Zhao Zijin: "We have more than a dozen players on site. Is there any way to remove the source of the danger, or help us shield it from the danger?"

Zhao Zijin shook his head slowly but firmly, "No. That thing cannot be killed. Only by knowing it can you feel it."

The vocabulary she used was quite absolute, but Li Sheng's eyes lit up.

Zhao Zijin knew the specific information of the thing, could see the thing, and could directly communicate with Li Sheng and others in front of the thing.

"There are three possibilities. One, it cannot understand human speech.

two. It doesn't care what humans say at all,

Third, it allows you to maintain communication with other people, allowing you to reveal more information so that more people can 'see it'. "

Li Sheng spoke quickly and said to Zhao Zijin: "What is the possibility?"

"I'm not sure."

Zhao Zijin shook his head with a pale face, trying to lock his eyes on the table in front of him. It seemed that there was some kind of terrifying monster lying on the ceiling, "But one thing is for sure, if it is delayed any longer, it will kill all of us—— The low ambient temperature is just a symptom.”

While we were talking, the temperature in the room dropped rapidly, from 20 degrees to seven or eight degrees, and was still falling steadily.

"Understood."

Li Sheng decisively took out an electric blanket and a disconnected mobile phone and stuffed them into Hui Yu's arms.

"What's wrong?"

Hui Yu was originally in a state of confusion, but after hearing what Li Sheng said about "bioelectrical disorder", he couldn't understand it at all. His ears seemed to be filled with the rustling sound of the TV when there was no signal.

"Go and play with your phone for a while."

Li Sheng waved his hand. The invisible and immaterial object lurking in the room was even weirder than the conceptual creature Entropy Cloud that he encountered in the killing field last time. It actually killed people based on their "level of understanding."

Although Huiyu's little mind had little hope of keeping up with Li Sheng's train of thought.

But to be cautious, it is better to give her an offline mobile phone that is downloaded full of short videos and let her hide in the electric blanket to entertain herself. It is better not to get involved in such brain-consuming things.

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Other players in the conference room also came back to their senses after hearing the conversation between Li Sheng and Zhao Zijin.

The current situation has become a "Catch-22". If you want to deal with the unknown monster, you must understand it. But the more you understand, the closer you get to death.

It's a sinew that becomes blocked at both ends.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!"

Dorian Gray swore wildly and suddenly thought of something.

You can also see that thing. Zhao Zijin is not dead, but Sonic Boy is.

This is not a horror movie, there is no rule that black people must die first. The reason could only be that Sonic knew more information than Zhao Zijin, so he died first.

etc,

Dorian Gray's expression suddenly changed, and without hesitation he pulled out an old-looking revolver from his waist and shot himself in the temple.

Bang!

The bullet hit the skull, and half of Dorian Gray's head was blown away. The splashed brain suddenly solidified in the air, then returned to the original path and fell back into Dorian Gray's head.

[Item name: Resurrection Repair Gun]

[Type: Firearms]

[Quality: Excellent]

[Attack power: low]

[Special effects: Resurrection. After hitting the target, the normal damage effect is first caused, followed by twice the healing effect. Causes quadruple damage to undead creatures]

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[Consumption: 50 Sanity Points]

[Cooling Time: 24 Hours]

[Note: There are seven bullets in total. After all are emptied, it takes 24 hours to regenerate]

[Note: Treat infection, one bullet at a time]

Dorian Gray's strange behavior of shooting himself and healing at the speed of light is puzzling.

But those players with the quickest thinking reacted immediately, and their faces changed suddenly like Dorian Gray.

The difference between Zhao Zijing and Sonic Boy is that the former is a senior agent of both the Special Affairs Bureau and the GOC, while the latter belongs to the Special Incidents Division of the Federal Bureau of Investigation.

The Special Incidents Division is located in a certain base in the killing field. Half a month ago, it was attacked by some unknown object, causing heavy casualties.

The bizarre news about this incident was widely spread in the player forum. It was said that it was done by some kind of evil god at the same level as the insect master.

Including Li Sheng, all the players who thought of the word "evil god" immediately felt dark in front of their eyes.

The ceiling of the conference room, which was empty just now, suddenly appeared a muddy shadow.

It was tightly attached to the ceiling, extending its tentacles, hanging above the heads of everyone present.

The faster and smarter the players were, the more they could see the true appearance of the monster, and the closer they were to the end and death.

Dorian Gray shot himself in the head in order to forcibly interrupt his thinking process and stop his thinking.

Unfortunately, it was in vain.

It's like telling a person not to imagine an elephant, but the physiological structure of the human brain determines that the human will cannot control the spontaneous generation of thinking, and it will still uncontrollably imagine an elephant.

Fu Ding Hualong felt his hair stand on end, he closed his eyes tightly, and finally understood why Zhao Zijing had that reaction.

As the information about temperature, shape, and smell poured in, Fu Ding Hualong, who had closed his eyes and ears, still felt that the outline of the mud shadow in his mind became clearer and clearer. Influencing reality, the invisible shadow tentacles gradually wrapped around his neck.

The fastest thinking players also showed the same desperate expression as Zhao Zijing.

Those players who were a little slower in thinking passively received some information through the reactions of others, so they could also see the shadow.

In the atmosphere of despair, probably only Hui Yu, who was curled up in an electric blanket and happily watching short videos with Bluetooth headphones, completely blocked all influences.

"Mr. Ant,"

Zhao Zijing, whose neck was wrapped twice by the shadow tentacles, took a deep breath and asked with difficulty: "Do you have any solution?"

"Solution?"

Li Sheng, whose neck was also wrapped several times, thought for a while, "The smarter the brain, the faster they can see the evil spirit. I achieved a good result of 2.7 seconds in the fastest challenge to see the evil spirit. You can try it too."