"Loss of pressure at high altitude!"
This thought flashed through Weizard's mind.
The airliner that descended suddenly began to jostle frantically, and the passengers in the cabin screamed in horror! Several passengers who did not buckle their seat belts as required were thrown out of their seats and slammed into the upper part of the cabin...
At the same time, the luggage rack above the seat was also shaken by violent bumps, and various luggage and personal belongings fell out of it!
"Beep! Beep! Beep!"
Accompanied by the harsh sirens, all the oxygen masks above the passenger seats hung down automatically. Weizard quickly followed the instructions of the flight attendants before the plane took off, and quickly put the oxygen mask on his face.
"Buzz..."
The oxygen generating device started to work, and after a while, there was a burst of burnt smell in the cabin, and the temperature rose accordingly. In the case of pressure imbalance inside and outside the cabin, a faint white mist soon enveloped the cabin, and everyone's vision was slightly restricted.
In a short period of half a minute, Weizard noticed that several passengers next to him had lost consciousness and fell into a deep coma because they were panicked and failed to put on the oxygen mask in time.
"Kang Dang! Kang Dang!"
The passenger plane shook violently again, and then stabilized, and several passengers who were thrown onto the top of the cabin slammed to the ground again.
Gradually, the passenger plane returned to stability again, and the announcement in the cabin sounded in due course: "Ladies and gentlemen, we have just encountered a rapid loss of pressure... Now that the plane has descended to a safe altitude, everyone can take off the oxygen mask!"
"Flight attendants, please check the cabin for damage immediately, and provide emergency care to unconscious passengers and children!"
The captain's calm and steady voice gave the passengers a lot of peace of mind, but most people still had lingering expressions on their faces.
"Girls! Take up your courage and take action..."
Several beautiful flight attendants unfastened their seat belts, took out the portable oxygen cylinders from the storage room, and started the inspection of the cabin.
"Don't panic everyone! We are safe... Please stay calm!"
"Passengers, please pay attention to the people around you and confirm whether they are safe..."
"..."
"Hi! I think I can also provide some help..."
Weizard's outstanding performance made him trusted. He carried a portable oxygen cylinder and walked straight to his seat.
"Ms. Song, are you okay with your daughter?"
Seeing the pale Song Xue and the little Lori who was crying tightly, Weizard comforted and said, "Since you are fine, then I will take care of the other passengers!"
Nodding his head for a moment, Weizard patrolled the cabin.
"The heart palpitations I felt before boarding... is it because of the current situation?"
There was still a trace of anxiety in Weizard's heart.
At this moment, Weizard's vision suddenly went dark, and the familiar, mechanical voice rang in his ears again.
[Airbus Flight 914 is an aircraft that has had many fatalities...]
[The black-hearted merchant repaired and repainted the fuselage, and sold it to an unaware airline. 】
[Flight 914, which returned to the airport for transportation, not only took ordinary passengers... but also the souls who died because of the crash! 】
[Because those wronged souls do not die at the end of their lives, they can only wander on the crashed airliner, looking for a replacement...]
…
【The main mission has been triggered...】
[Task Name: Ghost Flight]
【Difficulty of task: E+】
[Task content: Purify the wronged souls and assist relevant personnel in an emergency landing. 】
[Task description: One hour later, flight 914 will land... Please, the player "Witch" will purify 12 souls before the end of one hour, otherwise... the consequences will be at your own risk! 】
[Please remember, disasters will always follow! 】
"really!"
After receiving the task, Weizard's heart unexpectedly gave birth to a sense of excitement.
"... I still want to try the newly equipped [Tarot]. This is what I wanted!"
Putting the portable oxygen cylinder on the side of the empty seat, Weizard thought, and the tarot card appeared in his hand.
Freeing Buddha is an innate instinct. Tarot cards fly up and down in Weizard's hands, appearing and disappearing from time to time. The four words "like an arm" perfectly reflect his control over the cards. force.
In the eyes of unsuspecting people, Weizard is like a mysterious magic master!
"Ah! There is a ghost!!!"
A sharp soprano sounded at the front of the cabin, and Weizard's "shuffle" movement in his hand paused slightly.
"What's wrong? I've had enough!"
"Ghost? Are you kidding... Are you too nervous?"
"What's wrong? What happened?"
"..."
The passengers, whose spirits had been in a tense state, yelled one after another, very emotional.
When Weizard came to the place where the sound was made, he saw several flight attendants patiently comforting a middle-aged female passenger.
"Madam, please relax!"
"What you see... is just an illusion! This situation is normal after depressurization..."
"Don't worry, everything will be fine!"
With tears on the face of the middle-aged woman, she cried and said: "I'm normal! I really saw a ghost..."
"It was covered with blood, went straight through the hatch and entered the cab!"
"If you don't believe me, you can go to the driver's cab! Maybe, maybe the captain will be in danger!!"
However, the words of the female passenger were not taken to heart by everyone. Everyone thought that this lady was greatly stimulated to make such an unreasonable behavior.
"Zi...Zi... Snap!"
When people felt fortunate that they survived the disaster, the lighting lights in the cabin flashed quickly and all went out, leaving only a few emergency lights emitting orange light.
"Why did the light go out?"
"Damn it! Is this broken plane okay? I want to complain!!"
"..."
An emotion called panic spread in the cabin.
"... You, do you still need... what else do you need?"
A strange, faint voice suddenly sounded in the cabin, and the passengers who were talking found their voices strangely disappeared, as if they were being blocked by something.
"Coke? Tea?"
Accompanied by this scalp-numbing ethereal female voice, a flight attendant with a pale green face and bloodstained all over, pushing a trolley full of green rust, walking slowly along the aisle between the cabin seats.
"Need more? Coke? Tea?"
The stewardess who exuded a rancid smell repeated the same words in her mouth and looked around with her pale and godless eyes.
"Ah... Ah..."
A non-mainstream young man with a haircut to kill Matt was standing tremblingly in the middle of the aisle, standing on the only way for the strange flight attendant.
The extremely frightened young man couldn't speak at all, and could only speak in a meaningless single tone.
Seeing the "Stewardess" getting closer and closer, he couldn't make any moves to kill Matt, so he stood there still.
Under the horrified gaze of everyone, the "Stewardess" pushing the trolley went straight through Kill Matt's body, still repeating the sentence in his mouth: "Is it needed more? Coke? Tea? "
At this moment, the hearts of the passengers were like being struck by a heavy hammer, and a thought flashed through everyone's heart: "There is a real ghost!"