In this game full of weirdos, Tang Xinjue has never met anyone more doggy than himself, so it doesn't matter even if Mr. Bu doesn't seem to want to save face.
Almost instantly, she figured out the reason why the other party ran away.
In the game, the constraints of balance and rules are everywhere. Even in the university town, the hometown of ghosts, even in this casino created by Mr. Bu, the rules must be followed.
And an overly disparate power gap is itself a destruction of the balance. So the game never allows powerful NPCs to face candidates directly without restriction. Even the entire university city is constrained by an invisible force field, let alone an individual
After thinking this through, Tang Xinjue's eyes suddenly brightened a little.
The more powerful a mage is, the more fragile he is. Reflected on this "Mr. Bu"...his "master status" that has the most crushing advantage may be his weakness!
After her thoughts settled down, she stopped chasing, coughed lightly, and wiped away the blood from the corner of her mouth:
"If I'm not wrong, it's not that you can't appear in front of us, but you can't be [exposed] with conclusive evidence. Because as long as you bite to death and don't admit it, I still have a little doubt in my heart, and you won't be judged by the casino success, it is impossible to transform the relevant subconscious mind into reality."
"On the contrary, once I'm sure, then..."
Mosaic's movement slowed down visibly, as if he was thinking about Tang Xinjue's words.
"So what do you think is the most urgent need in my heart when my roommate is nowhere to be found and there is someone in front of me who knows everything and he is about to run away?"
As soon as the girl's voice fell, a subtle ripple spread in the air. Mosaic sensed something was wrong in an instant, and rushed towards the "exit" that was already close at hand.
However, at the same moment, the quiet path when we came here suddenly changed, and dense weeds covered the exit, obstinately obliterating its traces.
The outlet of the food street has changed!
Mosaic slammed on the brakes and immediately began to look for a new exit location.
But before exiting, what he saw earlier was a girl's face bleeding from all seven orifices.
Tang Xinjue stood behind him calmly, not knowing which was more terrifying, a twisted mosaic or a face that looked like a female ghost.
Mr. Bu: "???"
He hesitated to speak out: "Could it be that you were backlashed by your own psychic powers without me noticing it? But students don't have to worry, psychic power is the most difficult ability to master, and it's normal to make mistakes occasionally."
"Thank you for your comfort." Tang Xinjue didn't bother to wipe the blood: "But if I really made a mistake, I'm afraid I've already been reincarnated right in front of you."
She turned on the phone screen again, zoomed in on the bright red value in the status bar and put it in front of the other party:
"13 negative buffs, recovery power and mental power are double blocked, and the blood loss speed is calculated in seconds. Are you interested in trying it?"
If there was only interference from the environment of the food street, her state would not have been so seriously damaged, but she was suddenly pulled into a ghost hallucination by the other party, especially after hearing the sigh that belonged to a ghost, she could clearly feel that there was a layer of protection for candidates. The invisible barrier shattered on her body.
Coupled with the casino's deliberate mental power restrictions on her, in just half a minute, the invisible malicious force field of the entire food street was attracted to her.
With Tang Xinjue standing here as a living target, the health values of the other three people in 606 slowed down greatly.
Mr. Bu: "..."
"Sorry, I really didn't think carefully." Tang Xinjue didn't need to explain, he immediately understood the cause and effect, and the tone of apology was very sincere.
The other party smiled brightly: "It's okay, anyway, the blame is on your head."
The unidentified stickman in the mosaic seemed to have widened his eyes, and then shook his head: "I think I'm at fault, but I'm not fully responsible..."
Tang Xinjue interrupted him with a sneer: "But the [ghosts] in the whole street are all chaotic and malicious people who have been dismembered. There is only one who has normal thinking ability and is famous. Tell me, when I report the review in the future, If you don't look for you, who will you look for?"
After a moment of silence, Mosaic let out a long sigh: "Meeting is fate, why rush? In this way, I will show you a clear way to meet your roommate. How about helping you leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible?"
His tone was so righteous that people almost forgot how he swore at the beginning, "Congratulations on coming to the most popular attraction in the casino".
Tang Xinjue remained unmoved: "Is it possible that after I have dealt with your problems, the strong desire to reunite with my roommates will automatically lead me to find them, or will they come to find me?"
Speechless Mosaic: "…"
Regardless of the mind, this broken dungeon is for you to understand.
As time passed, Tang Xinjue's already cold and pale complexion became more and more transparent step by step, and dark red blood flowed out from the corners of his eyes, attracting more and more thick malice, even the people who were steaming in the food street The white air was stained with a layer of dull black, sinking down.
However, for Tang Xinjue, who is at the center of malice, the clearest danger in his senses is not around him, but from outside the food street. The densely packed countless figures lingering in layers seem to be sensed, and they are exposed to the distant food. Salivating fangs.
Some of these scalp-numbing malice may come from the skinny children on the streets of the community outside, from the cattle they threatened, and from the wealthy residents who ate turtles next to the wishing pool...
And until now, she was able to see their real outlines, which were far more dangerous than the candidate's memory and cognition, through a crack in the protective cover.
Perhaps this is what they will really face behind the mysterious curtain of the university town in the near future.
Seeing that the situation was getting worse and worse, the existence in the mosaic was finally no longer silent:
"Go straight to the east, turn the food in the northeast corner of each stall upside down, use your weapon to hit the ground a few more times, and you will see your roommates as soon as possible. Go out of the food street and go west. The person you're looking for is at the end of the west."
After he finished speaking, he stopped moving as if he had given up completely, but the body quickly faded away in place, as if it had been erased by an eraser, leaving only a faint sigh full of unwillingness:
"Oh, I have to work overtime again."
When Mr. Bu disappeared completely, Tang Xinjue felt his consciousness loosen, and the restrictions on mental abilities also disappeared without a trace.
So she immediately mobilized her mental power to contact her roommate, and at the same time used supernatural powers to deal with the dark aura that was constantly invading her body. By the way, she pulled out the fragments of ghost consciousness that had sneaked into her sea of consciousness in the phantom while taking advantage of that sigh.
This sigh is attached to the ghost's most intense "lifetime" obsession. Even if she didn't touch the food it made, once this fragment of consciousness takes root in the sea of consciousness, it will inevitably be affected.
Fragment of Consciousness: "…"
Is it so easy to squeeze out the remnants left by it through untold hardships
If I knew you were such a NB, wouldn't it be okay to say in advance that everyone should not violate the river? To save it from spending all its heart and soul to replay its unlucky life, even the food is dried up, so how can it compete with its peers to sell it!
The fragments of consciousness that had been stripped out continued to struggle, babbling and resisting. Because it was inside the Sea of Consciousness, Tang Xinjue happened to be able to understand the other party's meaning - besides cursing, it was also discussing:
[Anyway, your mental strength is so strong, and there are several big boss marks in it, one more than me, not more, and one more, so just let me stay here, can't you? ]
[Wait, this token is... Chaos God? my idol! ! Let me go, I want to live here, I want to hang out with idols! ]
Tang Xinjue: "..."
Regardless of the struggle of the fragments of consciousness, she directly knocked them out and cut off the noise from the source.
The fragments of consciousness that were pulled out manifested as a ball of gray light the size of a fingernail, floating vaguely on the fingertips, and Tang Xinjue threw it directly into the toilet and squeezed it into his mouth.
He slammed the toilet and swallowed in one gulp, belching loudly.
After this scene, the atmosphere of the entire food street suddenly became awe-inspiring. The aroma of food scrambling to get to her was swept away, and she shrank dignifiedly in her respective booth, not turning her eyes to the oncoming guests.
It was as if they were blind at the same time.
Tang Xinjue was not in a hurry to pay attention to them. After walking eastward through a few stalls according to the method given by Mr. Bu, the figures of the roommates who were not far or near in front suddenly shook a few times, and one of them suddenly solidified.
It was Zheng Wanqing!
After solidification, Zheng Wanqing's movements changed from calmly walking forward to clenched fists and angrily walking forward, as if she wanted to fight someone.
From time to time, the phantom of the summoned Iron Fist rubbed against the booth next to her, causing the wooden boards to face serious injuries with missing arms and legs wherever she went.
When Tang Xinjue stopped her, Zheng Wanqing subconsciously punched her. The wind of the hunting fist was blocked by the toilet in front of Tang Xinjue's forehead, and the rubber head spat out a mouthful of water in dissatisfaction.
The girl's angry eyes were blank for a moment, and then became clear: "Heart formula?"
"it's me."
Tang Xinjue put away the toilet, took out a bottle of recovery spray and sprayed the wound on Zheng Wanqing's cheek twice to stop the blood on the other party's body: "What happened to you, did you see Zhang You and Guo Guo? "
At the same time, Zheng Wanqing also hastily took out the recovery item and threw it at Tang Xinjue, her eyebrows were filled with anger when she spoke:
"As I was walking, I saw that you kept persuading me to buy food, so I knew you must have been faked. But as soon as I attacked these fakers, the attacks bounced back on me."
It would be fine if it was just like this, but when she broke through the maze, she saw Guo Guo who was being attacked.
"... I saw Guo Guo immersed in a strange illusion. In the illusion, you, me, Zhang You, and the three of us suddenly fought. Guo Guo didn't realize it, and even cried and followed up to stop him. It was caught in seconds!"
Zheng Wanqing opened her mouth, but didn't finish her sentence. But there was no need for her to describe in detail, Tang Xinjue's spiritual power had already been reconnected with her. From Zheng Wanqing's open memory, Tang Xinjue saw the complete scene of that scene.
In the hallucination, the man who looked like Tang Xin Jue made a sudden attack when Guo Guo approached, his hand turned into sharp claws and plunged into Guo Guo's eyebrows, and pulled out an eye from inside!