Why is my time traveling to the second dimension such a weird rule story?

After all, because he was already a player, this level of impact force could not hurt Yu Qingshan himself at all, and he even had the energy to observe the surrounding situation at this time. Therefore, he could clearly see that the entire apartment building had cracks of various sizes spreading at this moment, and in each crack, it seemed that there was some kind of living thing crawling, and even dark red blood was constantly oozing out.

The surrounding environment was changing.

As the weird things in the apartment began to become active, the entire building was changing, and the blood-red color continued to spread. The walls, the ground, and even the various furnishings in the house were constantly twisted, torn, and then pieced together.

When Yu Qingshan landed again, the surrounding environment had completely changed. Looking around, the dark red blood spread to the calf, and the disordered building structure extended in all directions. One after another, wrapped in thick bandages and wires, it seemed that some kind of rotten corpse stood in the pool of blood, fixed in various postures. At the same time, as a gloomy atmosphere gradually spread, Yu Qingshan clearly felt something peeping at this bloody land. Something very terrible, I'm afraid that a Red Moon-level weirdo has descended here and started to attack the players here.

Trap? No, it's impossible. Mr. Gao's power has surpassed the Red Moon-level ghost story. Even if it's just a part of his domain fragment, it can definitely point out the right direction. There must be a node in this apartment. Does that mean that the enemy has already prepared it?

[Happiness... for everyone... happiness...]

The murmured voice came from not far away.

Yu Qingshan moved his body and looked at the signal display on his mobile phone. He found that it was now completely stable at nine grids, and the tenth grid signal began to gradually fill up.

Is it nearby?

"Kazama Ren, Seventeen, where are you now? Answer me!"

Without hesitation, Yu Qingshan held a mountaineering pick and shouted at the phone while moving quickly, running quickly in the blood pool, and constantly moving to try to locate the direction of the node more accurately. Obviously, such an unconcealed action is like a live target for the strange creature, so Yu Qingshan almost immediately noticed something approaching and turned quickly to face the other party.

The next moment, a human head enlarged in his sight, a pale head of a woman with long black hair.

Boom!

The blood-red light burst out instantly, knocking the attacking head away.

Yu Qingshan himself also turned around with this impact force, and instantly opened up a greater distance.

[Zizi... Captain... I am in love with Fengjian... We have encountered an abnormal change in space... Zizi... There are many strange corpses surrounding us... The signal strength here... is about 9.5 grids...]

Seventeen's voice sounded from the phone. As a player team participating in the rescue mission, the entire Sunflower Team naturally has a piece of blood-colored domain fragment in hand, so there is no need to worry about communication problems in close range. Everyone is also a veteran, and will not be like a pure new girl who can't even distinguish the direction of the sound and mishear the real source of the sound. Therefore, Yu Qingshan talked to the phone to understand the situation while speeding up all the way. The screen on the phone also changed in time. In addition to the number of signal bars, it also showed the direction of two nearby signal points, allowing Yu Qingshan to more or less guess the location of the two people.

The bloody smell continued to spread.

The distortion of space became more and more serious, and everything was changing in a chaotic direction.

Sometimes, after Yu Qingshan passed through a door, an elementary school classroom appeared in front of him. The classroom was full of students whose faces could not be seen, and the blackboard was full of distorted words "I will be happy". But when Yu Qingshan approached, those words would all become "I am not happy", and the students behind him would all become fragmented corpses.

Sometimes, Yu Qingshan turned a corner in the corridor and found himself in a large office. On each desk sat a figure in a suit with many hands and many mouths, but no head or legs. These things kept typing on the keyboard, drinking coffee, eating instant noodles, repeating incomprehensible respectful words, but the only thing displayed on the computer screen was "I want to be happy".

He could feel that these were all grotesque scenes created by combining the memories of living people with the power of ghost stories.

He could understand more clearly that as he came into contact with more and more information, the power of the weird things in this area was also affecting him more deeply.

The number of corpses was increasing.

Although the footsteps were constantly moving forward and exploring new areas, the number of rotten corpses fixed by wire bandages around Yu Qingshan was increasing along the way. One after another, they stood in various places in Yu Qingshan's sight in a similar manner to decorations.

When they were in sight, they always remained silent and motionless, but when they left the house where they were and their sight was out of these things, they disappeared without a trace and soon appeared again in the area further back.

Are the corpses moving?

Or are they just increasing?

The intense mental erosion continued to overlap as the blood-red color spread. Even with the protection of Gao Hai's mental fragments, Yu Qingshan still felt it was difficult to move forward. His head seemed to be twitching and waves of intense pain came.

He found that he could not ignore the existence of those corpses, and found that he would pay attention to them involuntarily, leaving a deeper and deeper impression of them in his heart.

This impression itself seemed to have a certain curse, so that Yu Qingshan himself felt that the burden of thinking was getting heavier, as if he had been thinking about a question that could not be answered for more than ten hours in a row, and his mental state was exhausted.

If I was so difficult with the protection of Mr. Gao's mental fragments, the situation of Seventeen and Feng Jianlian would probably be worse.

Yu Qingshan suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Unlike the Bloody Domain, the number of mental fragments given by Mr. Gao to the rescue team members was much smaller, only a few hundred. This meant that each rescue team could only equip one or two mental fragments, and could only provide protection to the players who needed it the most. For example, Yu Qingshan himself had been cursed by the power of a certain copy, and he would have a strong fear of water with a temperature of more than 30 degrees Celsius. There were certain defects in his mental state, so he was the only player in the team who had a mental fragment, so he could still remain calm in this situation.

[…Give you happiness…I want…give you happiness…]

A gentle voice came from behind.

Without turning around, Yu Qingshan knew it was the thing that was watching TV on the sofa before. It didn’t seem to be a weird thing, but a living person transformed by the power of ghost stories, so it was weak and not worth being overly vigilant. The real trouble was the eyeball that appeared on the TV. Yu Qingshan suspected that the thing might be the Red Moon-level weird thing that really controlled this place, and it was the real strong enemy that their team could not fight at all.

[Happiness…]

The dry arm stretched out and was about to touch Yu Qingshan’s shoulder.

Crack——

But in the next second, it was the head of the monster that was fiercely pierced by the mountaineering pick. It was Yu Qingshan himself who was running in front who turned into a phantom, and the real him fell from the sky, nailed the thing directly to the ground, and then twisted the pick to tear off its head.

[I…happiness…]

The murmured voice turned into a painful sob.

But Yu Qingshan would not be soft-hearted. He kicked the headless deformed corpse away and swung the pickaxe. Then the head flew out and flew into the twisted corpses.

They were whispering something.

It sounded like they were talking to Yu Qingshan, but it also sounded like they were just talking to themselves.

The light of the bloody field suddenly bloomed, completely enveloping the player in an instant. Only then did he know that he had been attacked by a strange force, but he did not find the strange thing that attacked him, nor did he notice the direction of the attack.

[Zizi... Zizizi...]

The signal flashed in an instant, and in an extremely short time, less than half a second, it jumped to ten grids, and then fell back to nine grids.

What happened just now? !

Yu Qingshan, who was paying attention to the changes in the signal at any time, looked around, but could only see the corpses standing on the left and right like statues.

Then, realizing something, he suddenly looked down at his feet and looked at the scene reflected in the blood pool.

"...Is that so?"

The blood reflected a normal corridor, a corridor inside a very ordinary apartment building.

In the corridor, twisted corpses were stitched together. No, it didn't seem to be a corpse, but living flesh and blood, screaming and struggling, but unable to get rid of each other, still forcibly fused by the power of the ghost story, and enduring endless pain.

That thing must be the node!

"Cut the interior space of the apartment into the surface and the inner layer, and hide the node in it? No, wait, the signal changed so many times before, could it be that the position of this node can be switched between the surface and the inner layer at any time?"

I found the players who came to investigate, so I tried to throw all the players into the inner space, and then moved the node to the surface space. This kind of thing sounds a bit incredible, but Yu Qingshan thinks it might be true.

"Captain!"

The shout of Kazama Ren came from not far away. Yu Qingshan looked up and saw his other two teammates running over breathlessly.

"Are you all right?"

Judging from the bloody field, they are genuine.

Yu Qingshan could see that the two were not in good condition, so he walked over while shouting, and at the same time, he was thinking about how to return to the surface space.

Without a rule sheet or intelligence information to refer to, it would be quite troublesome to find a way out. However, the team members successfully reunited after just a short separation. It seems that our luck is pretty good. Of course, it is also possible that the reunion itself...

[Happiness... to everyone...]

An eyeball slowly opened above the heads of the three people.

A bloodshot eyeball that seemed to be not the real body and illusory, enveloped the three players present without any warning.

Chapter 34 The Burning Fragments of the Sunflower Team Fighting for Life

Consciousness became blurred in an instant, as if falling into deep water, everything lost its outline and was gradually shrouded in darkness.

Then, a blood-red eyeball was seen.

At the end of the darkness, an eyeball looked at me, as if it saw through everything about me.

[How pitiful]

The eyeball spoke softly to him.

[Your life is full of darkness. Before becoming a player, your life has never seen a bit of sunshine. You are always hit and always experiencing setbacks.]

[After becoming a player and truly gaining extraordinary power beyond most people, you can no longer show your achievements to the person you want to prove, and from then on you can no longer return to a peaceful life, and you are always trapped in pain and killing.]

[These pains have been tormenting you, haven't they? You have always wanted to get rid of these hardships, haven't you? ]

It's like a hand gently caressing yourself.

I can feel such a kind warmth, even if I know I shouldn't immerse myself in it, it's still difficult to get rid of it.

Yes, my life is simply terrible.

I spent my childhood under the heavy pressure of my father. If my grades got a little worse, or I put my mind on playing games, I would be beaten and insulted. He always hoped that I would stand out, and always hoped that I would not work like him and look at the boss's face every day. But in fact, from childhood to youth, haven't I always lived by looking at his face? I still remember how angry he was when I told him this. I also remember that he wanted me to be a respected doctor, but I deliberately chose the profession of forensic medicine, which is to accompany the dead. He is old and he can't beat me anymore, so he finally compromised and gave up, but I didn't feel that I won anything.

My mother is always considerate and always tries her best to ease the relationship between me and him. After so many years, I can understand that his original intention is good, and I know that he just wants me to get rid of the kind of life he lives. But he chose to hurt me, so I don't regret my rebellion in the end. But in addition to that, I think I actually want to prove to him that it is right for me to go my own way. Unfortunately, it was not until I became a player that I had the power to get everything I wanted, and at that time, he had passed away. All my unwillingness, all my pain and persistence, in the end, can only be said to a tombstone, and he can't hear anything.

Maybe I should have chosen to resist earlier, but things have already passed, and no matter how much I think about it now, there is no way to change it. Now there is only my mother who is too old to walk. She never had much expectation for me, and she just wanted me to live a good life. The domestic high-level player organization also has a special relative support management agency with special people to take care of her, so I dared to come to participate in this mission. But in the final analysis... it is because I have no worries that I can make such a decision. That's all. I am not someone who can sacrifice his life for justice at all costs.

But I still can't reconcile and still can't let it go.

Even though so many years have passed, I still can't get out of my past. Especially when I became a player and my inner trauma was torn open by various mental pollutions in the dungeon, when I examined my inner weaknesses over and over again, I found that no matter how I tried to let go and how I relieved myself, I couldn't really forget everything.

Because the person who brought me suffering, made me hate, made me want to deny, but was an important part of my life after all, has left. Before I could let go, he had already disappeared from my life.

[Yes, no matter how hard you try to change, no matter what results you achieve, the person you hope to witness all of this is gone after all. In addition to using time to dilute everything, in addition to letting go helplessly, you have no other way to heal yourself, right? ]

[At this point, you no longer look forward to your future, and you no longer have any expectations for your life. Because the expectations and hopes you once had have been wiped out, and have all turned negative under the influence of the dead person]

[But even so, you still chose to join this action and chose this life-or-death mission. Do you want to sacrifice yourself? Or do you want to believe in something again? Or do you just want to take this opportunity to escape from it all? ]

I don't know...

I don't know the answer, I...

[Then let me help you, let me heal your pain, let me help you find the answer]

[Don't you find it? You are already sick, you are very sick, your heart is full of holes, your soul is full of confusion]

[I am a doctor, I am your psychiatrist, give me everything about you, let me heal you, let me repair you]

Feel the gentle touch again.

My thoughts became slower and slower, and my consciousness could not help but sink down, falling into the eyes in the abyss.

There is no way to distinguish between reality and illusion, and I don’t know whether I am in a dream or a corrupt and collapsed reality.

Crack——

It seems that I heard the sound of glass cracking.

Crack——Crack——

From blur to clarity, it only took a short time, and then the roar exploded in my ears.

Boom!!!

The golden red blazing light filled my vision in an instant.

The blood-red eyeball staring at me trembled violently as if it was strongly stimulated. I could clearly see that there were even cracks on the eyeball, and some parasitic things flowed out of the eye.

[Wake up, don't let it take hold of your pain]

A majestic voice sounded from the bottom of my heart.

"Uh...oh...I...I..."

Yu Qingshan's eyes widened, veins popped out on his forehead, and his whole body tensed up in an instant.

He finally woke up completely, and clearly saw the flesh and blood lines connected to his body, and saw Seventeen and Fengjian Lian who were also connected by the lines. He saw that the two of them closed their eyes and lost consciousness, showing extremely painful expressions. Seventeen was mumbling about various painful experiences in life, and Fengjian Lian was talking about something related to live broadcasting. It can be seen that the spirits of both of them are suffering from great torture. I am afraid that their minds are close to collapse. If they are not rescued, they will become idiots.

And that huge eyeball, the eyeball with cracks and worm-like blood vessels growing out of the cracks. It is now in front of Yu Qingshan, as if it is watching him, and as if it is not looking at anything, just floating quietly in the air.

Now in Yu Qingshan's eyes, the breath of this terrifying thing can no longer cause serious erosion to his spirit.

He knew the reason clearly. After all, the spiritual fragment in his mind had begun to break and was burning like a flame. In order to protect his consciousness in front of this thing, this spiritual fragment had entered a state of double consumption. I am afraid that in less than a few minutes, this thing will be exhausted. At that time, Yu Qingshan can only rely on his own mental power to hold on. But before that, he has obtained a higher level of mental power blessing, and he no longer needs to be afraid of this eyeball monster.

"Gathering all of us together, thinking that this can catch us all in one fell swoop? It's really a good plan, but don't underestimate people!"

Reaching out to tear off the flesh and blood connection on his body, and tearing off part of the flesh and skin of the eroded part directly.

At the moment when the eyeball realized that something was wrong and turned its eyes to the direction of Yu Qingshan, the captain had already jumped high, swung the mountaineering pickaxe fiercely and stabbed it into the eyeball, and pulled it hard to tear open a huge wound.

[%*! ! ! ]

There is no way to identify what sound this thing made.

In the extremely piercing roar that made Yu Qingshan's ears bleed and almost blew his eardrums and made him lose his hearing, the huge eyeball cracked into cracks one after another. Each crack was filled with human eyes, and in the eyes were blood-red maggot-like things crawling back and forth.

The terrifying breath enveloped Yu Qingshan's whole body in an instant.

He could feel that his vitality was drastically consumed in an instant, and the terrifying force that he could not resist at all almost crushed his body completely. Even with the protection of the blood-colored domain fragments, the excessively disparate power comparison made it impossible for him to withstand the aftermath of the domain confrontation.