Chapter 57 - The Corridor

The attacker originally thought that with the use of two high-level props, [Ghost Realm] and [You Can't See Me], in succession, plus his own spatial skills, he should be foolproof this time.

 

[Ghostland] can completely strip a piece of formulated space and construct a separate ghostland according to the user's imagination.

 

You can't see me] is an invisibility prop that erases your presence from your opponent's consciousness.

 

I didn't expect Xiao Lan to be so responsive.

 

Not only did he not develop fear and panic under the influence of the ghostly realm, but he also avoided his attack without seeing him at all, and even fought back at the end.

 

And along the trail of blood he left behind one slash was more precise than another, making it increasingly difficult for him to resist.

 

Understanding that the situation was not right, he instantly chose to simply flee.

 

There is no telling what Xiao Lan's knife was carrying. After the first stab, the attacker felt a wave of nausea hit him, then he started to retch, and even a few seconds later his stomach started to hurt, the more he fought his gut, and if he had stayed there for a few more seconds, he probably would have just shit in his trousers.

 

The attacker, also known as He Rui, is now very sorry.

 

A seemingly simple quest to find someone to try, but actually give such a generous reward, think also know not easy to do, how dare he head iron rush up?

 

Why is he so naive!

 

The black-clad Fei Luo next to Xiao Lan looks fierce, and I don't know exactly who he is, but he seems to be a ruthless killer.

 

When he finally found Xiao Lan alone, he didn't expect to find a tough guy on his side!

 

Using up two premium props in quick succession and hitching a ride with a partner who has been working with them for a while.

 

The partner is not much, just a junior player, just a little special skills, but the bug died this person will be ruined, if he died in this game he can find another person. But he was really distressed by the high level props, but in the end he didn't get anything, and he also took two stabs, which is a blood loss.

 

The end result of the trial is: fierce, not to be messed with and very capable of fighting.

 

If he had dared to report this result, he would probably have been the one who would have been cold in the next moment.

 

"Coo-"

 

There was a sharp protest from the gut, accompanied by a raging urge to poo.

 

He Rui's face turned white and he reached out to cover his stomach, which was constantly cramping.

 

This man is not a jitterbug, is he? You can't tell what a person looks like.

 

He couldn't go back to 404 to go to the toilet now, and he didn't know if the two Furies were already waiting for him there.

 

Looking down the corridor at the rows of closed doors, he thought he might as well just find one and go in and fix it, as his spatial abilities would not leave a mark on the door.

 

As he surveyed the doors, He Rui suddenly realised that something was wrong with his side of the room.

 

Even if it was storming outside, would the corridor be this dark?

 

Then the darkness around them began to wriggle as if they were already alive, the dark shadows that had been lying dormant now fully awakened.

 

He Rui watched as a darkness twisted and shifted in front of his eyes, slowly reaching out around him, a long, black, grotesque arm groping as if it were searching for something.

 

The association gave him a heart attack; who was it looking for?

 

Not daring to stay where he was, He Rui fought back the pain in his stomach and the feeling of vomiting and tried to escape to the other side.

 

But his movement seemed to stir the silence of the space, and the dark shadows that had been groping around aimlessly suddenly stopped moving.

 

The next moment, like a pack of wolves finding a lamb, a single black arm came towards He Rui's direction in unison.

 

Seeing the situation, He Rui doesn't have much time to think about it and disappears from the current space with his skill on.

 

There are many limitations to the skills of the Advent world.

 

There is the time, the conditions of use and the cost of using it.

 

The limitation of He Rui's skill is the stiffening of his body for a period of time after use. If he travels through space multiple times in a short period of time, the effects stack up and he may become so stiff that he can't move at all, and then it's the end of whatever he encounters.

 

But if he doesn't escape now, he may be finished right then and there.

 

He Rui was slightly relieved when he changed to another corridor and turned back to see that the black arms were not coming after him.

 

He had one hand on his knee and one hand over his stomach, the stiffness of his body slowing his movements at the moment . He gasped for air, his heart a celebration that he had escaped, but as he gasped his breath caught again.

 

None other than the shadow of himself appeared before him.

 

The shadows look normal.

 

But the light was now shining from his front ...... How could his shadow run in front of the man?

 

He Rui stared stiffly into his own shadow, only to see the face in the otherwise dark shadow slowly split open, the mouth slowly opening and closing as if to say to him.

 

"Found - you - got - you - "

 

The Shadow's mouth settled into a wide hooked smile.

 

Fear struck him instantly and He Rui turned to run again, only to find that the corridor behind him was completely empty.

 

Out of the darkness came a long, bony, black-gloved palm that looked like something only an elegant gentleman would possess, but had a death grip on his neck like an iron grip.

 

"He Rui tried to struggle, but found himself as vulnerable as a toddler in the grip of these hands.

 

Instantly a pang of fear of death welled up in his heart.

 

"Oh, don't be so nervous, I'm not interested in vulgar violence." A low, cello-like voice came out of the darkness, but to He Rui's ears it sounded like a demonic whisper, "Someone wants to see you, so behave yourself, will you?"

 

The presence in the darkness is simply declaring this fact to He Rui, without meaning to ask for his consent.

 

In the next instant, the infinite darkness swallowed him up straight away.

 

--

 

On the other hand, Xiao Lan followed Luo out of the room and waited somewhere in the corridor.

 

Then he saw a dark fog filling the corridor in front of him, and the sound of frantic footsteps faintly coming from within. Then Luo reached into the darkness and dragged out a man entangled in dark shadows.

 

Luo bowed slightly towards Xiao Lan: "Your quarry, sir."

 

Xiao Lan gave Luo an admiring look, "Amazing."

 

Luo gave a light smile: "It would be my pleasure to help you."

 

Then Xiao Lan turned to the man who looked as if he had seen a ghost: "Hello again, He Rui."

 

Without waiting for He Rui to say anything, Xiao Lan punched him straight in the face: "I told you to sneak up on me!"

 

"Poverty can't limit my imagination, you get [plastic bromance]"

 

Xiao Lan was a bit confused by the sudden system prompt, and it took him a while to remember that this was a passive skill after a skill upgrade, which allows him to gain random props when fighting.

 

The first time he got it was with Zhang Dong's signature, but it never triggered after that, and he almost forgot the passive skill existed.

 

The prop that appeared went straight into his storage space, and Xiao Lan stole a glance at it, and it was a hairpin-like object.

 

[Title: Plastic BFF Love]

 

[Ability: You are always more attractive than the woman next to you, and your own charisma increases by 20% when a woman is present next to you]

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[Note: The p-picture is only for yourself, this is the friendship of plastic sisters]

 

Xiao Lan: "......"

 

It was of no use to him, after all, he had never relied on charm, only virtue (strength). However, he did think of Wu Ting, a female costume boss who might be interested in this item and save it for a trade later.

 

Looking at He Rui again, Xiao Lan's eyes take on a slightly loving look, as if he were looking at his family's sausages and bacon hung up for the New Year.

 

Before He Rui could understand the journey of the man in front of him, he received another punch in the stomach.

 

"Blah--"

 

The dull sound of a fart echoed in the silent corridor.

 

Xiao Lan withdrew his hand, not daring to hit him again for fear that the guy might not be able to hold it in and accidentally pop out of his shit.

 

"Don't fight, don't fight, ask whatever you want ......" He Rui fell to the floor in a twisted position and looked as if he was about to shit in his trousers.

 

Xiao Lan looked disgusted: "Did you just sneak up on me? How did you do it?"

 

He Rui squirmed, "By, by the space isolated by the prop, and my own skills ......"

 

"Well." Xiao Lan examined him, "What's with the stealth?"

 

He Rui: "Vomit ...... is also, a prop."

 

Xiao Lan gestures for another hit: "Give it all up!"

 

The stance was like a roadblock bully bullying the poor villagers.

 

He Rui's face was white and his stomach gave another rumble as his trembling hand took out a card from his storage space, "This is the only one left, [Ghostland] is a one-time use already."

 

At He Rui's pained expression, Xiao Lan took the card.

 

[Name: You Can't See Me (Premium Prop)

 

[Ability: Erase your presence from the consciousness of the target (no more than 5) (3/5 uses)]

 

[Note: However, you still exist, so you will be hit]

 

Xiao Lan smiles a satisfied smile, the joy of the poor is so simple and dull.

 

He collected his trophies and asked the question, "Tell us about your mission."

 

He Rui was torn for a moment when Xiao Lan raised his fist again and said, "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no."

 

Xiao Lan: "How did you find me?"

 

He Rui: "Rare props from the commissioner, remember ...... your face ...... just-"

 

"Blah ......"

 

He Rui blushed, "- just, can improve the chances of getting into the same game as you."

 

Xiao Lan couldn't resist taking a few steps back, away from this fart jar: "Who is the person who commissioned you?

 

He Rui covered his buttocks with death: "I can't say, I really can't say this ...... is a very big man, if I say it I might as well die now."

 

Xiao Lan frowned when he saw that the fear on his face was not fake.

 

He Rui is dying: "Please ...... brother, I didn't try anything related to you, you two together have beaten me up three times, let me go please, I don't dare to take this task anymore."

 

"I am really afraid to say ah, if I really say who the task is entrusted to, probably will not even survive the next game, and, maybe people just want to recruit you."

 

When you put it that way, this guy was a bit miserable, not only did he not get any information, he was robbed instead and ended up getting beaten up a few times.

 

That's why you can't do bad things when you're a human being.

 

At the sound of increasingly dense farts, Xiao Lan takes Luo and leaves at a fast pace, quite literally running away.

 

--

 

At dinner time, Xiao Lan returned to 404.

 

By now the players had gathered, but He Rui and Meng Ze were nowhere to be seen, perhaps one resident in the toilet and the other intent on staying put.

 

Today quite unusually no paste appeared on the table.

 

On the table top was a note with a crooked inscription that read.

 

[Party, It's On]

 

And pressed against the note was a knife, so bloody that it was not clear what had been cut. The blood running down the blade of the knife stained most of the note beneath it, revealing an unsettling smell.

 

Wu Ting pointed in the direction of the tip of the knife: "Is the tip of the knife pointing towards the kitchen, suggesting something to us?"

 

The crowd looked in the direction of the tip of the knife; the kitchen was dark at the moment and there was no light at all. The crowd exchanged views and eventually decided to move forward together towards the kitchen.

 

Xiao Lan reached for the kitchen switch and found that the light was not on.

 

"It's no use, the whole 404 just lost power." Wu Ting said, pulling out a torch and shining it towards the kitchen.

 

The first spot the torch landed on was a dark mass, and when the light hit it, the mass scattered and fled in all directions, moving swiftly and with great skill, apparently.

 

"Ah..."

 

It was Duan Xueyin's scream.

 

"Ah - cockroaches ！！！！！！！！"

 

It's Li Haokuan's girlish scream.

 

Xiao Lan: "......"

 

Luo: "......"

 

Wu Ting: "......"

 

As the crowd stared at him, Li Haokuan puffed out his muscular chest beneath his black vest: "What's the matter, I'm a northerner who's never seen such a horrible cockroach before!"

 

Northerners: I'm not taking the blame for this one!

 

The author has something to say.

 

New Year's mini-theatre.

 

To celebrate the New Year.

 

Xiao Lan decided to cook dumplings for Luo and Luo decided to cook dumplings for Xiao Lan.

 

Much, much later.

 

Two people look at the two bowls of paste on the table in contemplation ......

 

Well, order takeaway.

 

 

 

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