Surreal Games: I’m An Engineer

"Huh~"

Thinking of this situation, Jiang Yang couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. Now his body is not strong enough to withstand this kind of injury.

"Go and put him in"

Then Jiang Yang took out another storage item and said to the petrified snake demon.

At present, the evil spirit in Chu Ge's body has not fully recovered, and it is time to do something.

"Yes, master"

The petrified snake demon who took over the storage props quickly completed the task, and Jiang Yang put the storage props containing Chu Ge's body directly into the storage compartment.

Time is almost static in it, and it is perfect for imprisoning such evil spirits that may revive at any time.

"Zizi"

Just after Jiang Yang finished all this, suddenly the old incandescent lamps in the aisle flickered, filling the entire dark aisle with an old and simple feeling.

"The time is coming!"

Zhao Ling glanced at the watch on her body, and said to Jiang Yang anxiously.

"We must find a safe room quickly, otherwise all the evil spirits will be revived after the lights go out!"

"Um"

Jiang Yang is now looking for a chance to get rid of the scarecrow evil core in his body.

"Come on, let's go to room 111 first"

Just now Chu Ge came out of it. After several people came here, the things inside had been burnt badly, and only the empty windows could let in some light.

"doesn't look dangerous"

"No, the room in the apartment of death is not like this. Even if it is burned by a fire, it will recover in a short time."

The fire-breathing dragon next to the cute rabbit flew around the room without any problems.

But Zhao Ling shook her head directly and spoke to the two of them.

"Kaka"

As if to confirm her words, some charred bones in the room began to roll.

These bones look like human bones,

It's just that it was cut into pieces at this time, and it may take some time to splice it together.

At the same time, the wall in the room began to peel off, revealing the fuzzy carrion hidden in the wall.

Seeing this, the few people stopped talking and walked directly to other rooms. The door of Room 112, which is directly opposite Room 111, was closed tightly, and Jiang Yang did not open it even after exhausting his strength.

It seemed that the old wooden door was harder than steel. Considering the consequences of forcibly destroying the death apartment, Jiang Yang began to give up.

"No. 103, this is the room where Chu Ge lived before, it should be safe"

Then Zhao Ling said something to him.

Hearing what she said, Jiang Yang walked towards room 103 unambiguously. The door of this room was half closed.

After the door was opened, orange incandescent lamps were also lit inside, illuminating the furniture inside with a sense of antiquity.

"Boom~"

After closing the door, Zhao Ling immediately moved the furniture in the room and directly blocked the door, looking extremely skilled.

"Phew~ it's safe, as long as we don't open the door at night, those evil spirits can't come in"

Speaking of this, Zhao Ling seemed very relaxed.

"Well, let me deal with a little problem first, you pay attention to the movement outside"

Jiang Yang said something to the two of them, and then released the box laboratory.

"Stay at the door, call me if there is any situation"

"Yes, master"

Jiang Yang pushed open the door of the box laboratory, and at the same time said to the petrified snake demon.

"boom"

Then before they could react, Jiang Yang had already closed the door.

Only a few people were left with big eyes and small eyes. Zhao Ling was numb to Jiang Yang's various methods, and only the cute rabbit turned his eyes thinking about something.

The petrified snake demon was wearing thick heavy armor and stood motionless in front of the box laboratory, looking like it was dedicated to its duties.

In the box laboratory, Jiang Yang directly took off the rune mech on his body.

At this time, straws grew one after another on the surface of his skin, and the pain under the skin was even hotter. The scarecrow evil spirit was absorbing his power to accelerate self-recovery.

"Hey, as expected of an evil spirit!"

When he came to the rune factory, Jiang Yang directly turned into the complete form of the Holy Body of Lieyang. The abundant solar energy surged through the body, and the terrible high temperature burned the straw on the surface of the body again.

"The core of evil spirits is stored in the consciousness, unless it is completely wiped out in the consciousness, otherwise it will continue to revive"

"But what I want is to use it, study it"

Changing back to the original state, Jiang Yang casually took out a set of clothes and put them on, then began to close his eyes and come into the consciousness space.

This time, some changes have taken place in the consciousness space. In addition to the spell models, there are more straws in the consciousness space. These straws intertwined in the consciousness space seem to want to completely occupy this place.

"I can't do much with you outside, but you still dare to be presumptuous here?"

Jiang Yang's consciousness condensed and formed, and at the same time the spell model under his feet spun wildly, and then the golden crows broke away from the spell model and began to emit a lot of light and heat.

A large amount of straw was directly burned clean, no matter how strong this scarecrow evil spirit is, at this time there is no storm in Jiangyang's home court.

In the end, the core representing the scarecrow evil spirit was completely exposed.

This is a scarecrow doll that looks like it was made by a child, but the scarecrow has some weird blood on it, which looks ominous.

"If I can directly erase the self-consciousness or instinct of this scarecrow by weaving incense and mind power, and then use its own raw materials to weave myself"

"So this kind of thing can be used for me?"

Jiang Yang began to think about the solution. If he wanted to use the evil spirit, he must master the evil spirit.

Jiang Yang, who had experience in condensing the body of incense, immediately thought of a similar method.

"Try it before you tell"

Then he started to do it, and the Golden Crow around him kept flying up and down around the scarecrow's core, firmly restraining this weird thing.

At the same time, a sun rose in Jiang Yang's own body, which was the conscious body representing the Sun Chaser Lie Yang.

With this double protection, Jiang Yang started directly, pulling the straw off the scarecrow doll's body one by one.

No matter how hard it struggles during the whole process, the attack is useless.

Jiang Yang completely ignored all the disturbances, and just removed the scarecrow's material bit by bit.

What disgusted him the most was the blood stained on the scarecrow, which exuded strong malice and ominousness.

Regarding these things, Jiang Yang directly asked the Golden Crows to burn them.

In the end, Jiang Yang got a bunch of straws of different lengths, tattered cloth heads and ropes.

He then began to use these materials to remake a new scarecrow based on himself.

The specific body proportions, including the appearance of Jiang Yang, have been restored in great detail, which is really a great test of his craftsmanship.

Fortunately, as long as you draw enough time, you can achieve perfection.

In room 103 outside, the cute rabbit didn't think about anything else after seeing Jiang Yang enter the box laboratory.

Now she just wants to follow Jiang Yang honestly and spend the game safely.

"How long will the night be here?"

"about six hours"

Zhao Ling looked at her watch and said somewhat uncertainly.

"You don't know?"

"The night here is weird, the time is not accurate, but usually you don't perceive the time change as long as you are asleep"

Zhao Ling explained to her.

"oh"

The cute rabbit nodded, and then walked directly towards the bathroom, looking like he was about to go to the bathroom.

Not long after, she came out with a doll that was taller than a human, and said to Zhao Ling:

"Then I'll go to bed first, call me if the situation arises"

"good"

Seeing the cute rabbit entering the bedroom, Zhao Ling nodded slightly.

Then she sat in the living room and rested silently, as if she was thinking about something.

It's just that as time passed, Zhao Ling still didn't make any movements, but her hair was growing slowly, blood was dripping from her clothes, and a blood-stained sharp knife emerged from her sleeves, and her neck was wrapped around her neck. A hanging twine.

"Zizi, slap~"

Then the incandescent light in the room flickered twice and then went out suddenly.

Zhao Ling, who was originally sitting on the old sofa, had disappeared, as if she had never appeared before.