Wen Zheliu's body stiffened, and he was waiting for death—or something slightly more merciful than death to come. But one second passed, two seconds passed, time seemed to have stopped, and the world became silent. Wen Zheliu opened his eyes wide and looked in disbelief at the empty and distant darkness in the distance.
He Rui's blow seemed to hit him, but he didn't feel any heartbreaking pain. A solid and warm barrier blocked it, like the dense and gentle rain in spring, or the golden magma erupted by the sun. The stars roared endlessly in the sky, and the moonlight reflected the sea and the high city walls. At this moment, Wen Zheliu suddenly realized that the shackles of fate held the balance of the world. How much suffering one end carries, the other end will carry how much it has a beginning and an end. love.
The tin soldier and his ballerina throw themselves into the fire, and a gleaming heart of tin will shine desperately in the furnace of fate.
He asked softly: "...Brother?"
"I'm here." He Qin half-knelt on the ground, holding the knife with his trembling arms, barely supporting his body. Blood spurted out intermittently from his lips and teeth, and his eyes were filled with unknown blur, "Don't be afraid... I'm here."
He Rui failed to succeed in his attack. His eyes quickly glanced at Wen Zheliu's clenched fist, and he confirmed with interest: "Oh? Who did I hit? My brother?"
Wen Zheliu gritted his teeth hard. At this moment, a volcano-like anger almost overwhelmed his mind. The cane was swung with a sharp and cruel wind, and the silver thorn at the tip pierced the air, and was about to pierce He Rui's body in a thousandth of a second!
"—Get out of my way!!"
The two technical nerds who were panting from climbing behind finally caught up with He Qin's progress, but as soon as they came up, they saw He Qin kneeling on one knee. His back was hit with something unknown and his flesh and blood were bruised. The bones were clearly visible. Breathing hard one after another.
However, despite this, his spine was still as straight as a knife, as if there was some indestructible pillar standing in it, which could not be broken or worn away.
Due to inertia, Guan Zhiyu couldn't stop for a moment and couldn't help but stumble forward. He looked at He Qin in confusion, raised his hand and rubbed his eyes: "What's wrong? Is there an enemy?"
"No, damn, what kind of boss is so awesome, beating people like this?!" Qiu Boyi swallowed his dry throat, thought for a moment, and asked tentatively: "Hey, brother, do you want to help?"
Even though they are now rivals, He Qin's violent output just now has brought the team's character to the extreme. Even if he made them run to death, it was equivalent to leading them through two unimpeded runs. Floor, at this time, the technical geeks are really sad about their conscience.
He Qin did not respond, but kept breathing. His throat was boiling with blood foam and minced meat, and his broad back was rising and falling, like the low roar of a large beast.
He raised his eyes to look at the dark stairwell leading to the last floor, straightened his waist and abdomen fiercely, and stood up staggeringly from the ground. He was like a drunken swordsman who, for some reason, wanted to go to this carnival of life and death, drinking the fishy sweet wine made from blood with a sore throat.
The spine of the man in front of him was shattered, and it creaked and trembled when he was squeezed by the movement of standing up straight, and it almost protruded from the flesh and blood. Qiu Boyi and Guan Zhiyu's teeth were sore, and they both wrinkled their faces unbearably.
"Is this crazy..."
"It's really crazy, people will die like this..."
Guan Zhiyu suddenly thought of a possibility: "No, tell me, is he working so hard to save people?"
"That little brother?" Qiu Boyi was stunned, "If you say so... it's possible."
They were whispering in this room, and before the discussion was finished, He Qin took out a tube of medicine from the package, raised his head and swallowed it into his throat, then flicked his hand and smashed it on the wall of the corridor. The two people standing behind him were horrified to see that he drank some powerful high-level potion. The hideous wound on his back was already making a dripping sound of violent growth, and the muscle tissue was like a vine, covering it in the blink of an eye. The exposed bones were white and white.
After drinking this medicine, he didn't know how much pain he would endure, but He Qin continued to lift his legs and ran towards the final top floor like an unconscious robot!
"...Hey!" Qiu Boyi couldn't help but call out. He and Guan Zhiyu looked at each other and had to move up again.
To everyone's surprise, there was no maze on the sixth floor, no ghosts lurking everywhere, only a straight, plain, empty corridor. On the side of the wall are many classrooms with closed doors and windows, half painted with light blue varnish, and traces accidentally made by naughty students with ballpoint pens, hanging mottled on the yellowish white wall.
He Qin kept walking. He stood in the center of the corridor and his tone was cold, as if coming from hell: "Your disguise has been seen through long ago, do you still pretend?"
It was quiet all around, with no movement at all.
He Qin did not smile. Smiling was a method he used to confuse others. Now that he had taken off this layer of grace and grace, he was like an evil Shura who emerged from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, trying to confront everyone who stood in his way. The thing raised a long knife with murderous intent.
"Unfortunately... my patience is limited."
He said softly, and then swung the knife out, and with a loud bang like thunder, it exploded the entire corridor horizontally!
The wooden door of the classroom was folded, the small window was shattered, and the cracks in the wall seemed to be made when a person was seriously injured, and black and smelly blood suddenly spurted out!
"Holy shit!" The two people at the back hurriedly raised their hands to avoid it, looking at the murderous man in front of them in horror.
"Are you still pretending?" He Qin asked again.
This time, the corridor on the top floor finally responded.
But the wounds on the wall were slowly being stitched together, and the wall skin was slowly peeling off, revealing the bloodstains underneath. A black-red mold colony had almost formed on the walls on both sides. The clean doors and windows were gradually covered with spray-like red sprays. Stains... The disguise of the outer world was completely removed, and what was revealed was that the appearance of the inner world was as if it had been smeared with blood, and the filthy and fishy smell was shocking.
Qiu Boyi jumped up with his scalp numb, avoiding the sticky pool of blood on the ground. He turned his head inadvertently and saw that the disorderly marks on the wall that seemed to have been drawn with a ballpoint pen had also undergone surprising changes at this moment.
"Save me, save me, save me, save me. I don't want to die. I don't want to die. I don't want to die..."
He just glanced at it briefly and then looked away with a grimace. Apart from the bloodstains of varying shades on the wall, there were also a large number of repeated sentences densely packed and scrawled. The two sentences "Save me" and "I don't want to die" appear overlappingly. They don't look like they were written with a pen, but they look like they were dug out with fingernails. There is solidified blood in the small indentations. , the suppressed madness and pain are fully revealed, making people feel chills on their backs.
The mutation is still spreading, and the changes in the inner world are overturned from top to bottom to the first floor, changing the appearance of the entire teaching building in an instant!
Wen Zheliu was the first person to feel this change.
As a wooden man, he had no way to touch He Rui. All attacks were blocked from the safe zone by the rules of the game, and he could only endure the same attacks he teased again and again. At this time, He Qin's support finally crossed the limitations of space, crossed the distance of a four-story building, and came to him!
He Rui's chuckle sounded behind his ears again: "Are you still racking your brains to think about how you are going to get out? But more than this, I am more curious, how on earth is he going to help you?"
"He has already helped me." Wen Zheliu was covered in injuries and his eyes were as cold as a river. "Before that, I have to thank you - thank you for letting me use the cane."
The smile on He Rui's lips froze for a moment. Before he could react, he saw a silver light stabbing through the darkness like a meteor. It was exactly the same as Wen Zheliu's previous attacks. The cane circled and swayed with the venom and precision of the python, and bit him hard on the heart!
"It's useless," he commented with slight surprise, "Just like last time, just like last time, your attack will still be..."
Before he finished speaking, a twenty-centimeter-long silver thorn suddenly hit his left atrium, splattering out a stream of hot red blood!
Without the interference of rules or the restrictions of wooden people, Wen Zheliu finally turned around and looked directly at his shocked expression, her eyes were extremely clear, shining with a cold and determined light!
"He has already helped me." He repeated softly, "It's just that you didn't feel it yourself."
The change of the inside and outside world, the second refresh of space - it was He Qin who climbed all the way to the top of the sixth floor and manually changed his identity in the game!
Wen Zheliu had already understood the principles of "wooden man" when he was dragged into this prop by Gam. This game has a lot to do with space. One floor means a new space, and every time you reach a new space, the player's identity on the floor below will be reset, and they need to choose independently again.
Facts have proved that although He Rui understood the rules of the game very quickly, he was still careless.
If he keeps Wen Zheliu trapped in the alien space, there is nothing Wen Zheliu can do. In order to protect him, He Qin will also transfer all the damage to himself without hesitation, even if he will be punched by He Rui. Beat him to death.
Currently used, it is the most complete and best-used app for listening to books. It integrates 4 major speech synthesis engines and over 100 sounds. It is also a source-changing tool that supports offline reading. huanyuanapp.org Source-changing App
However, in order to tease Wen Zheliu, He Rui let him pop out of the alien space for two seconds - it was these two seconds that became the key for He Qin to reverse the situation of the battle for him: even if the infatuated species' Star and Moon Double Rings were in the alien space. Most of their functions were lost due to the interference of dimensional space, but he still relied on the three messages sent by Wen Zheliu to complete a flawless cooperation!
Understand the identity setting of the wooden man, confirm that the teaching building is a fake world, understand the properties of props in the alien space, and after learning all the information, he can control his emotions that are about to go crazy. , weighing the pros and cons in an instant, and deciding on the best plan, giving him the opportunity to counterattack - apart from He Qin, Wen Zheliu really couldn't think of anyone else who could do this.
"The outside world and the inside world are exchanged. The entire teaching building is changed from the outside world to the inside world. Naturally, I no longer have the identity of a wooden person. The rules of the game just now cannot restrain me." Wen Zheliu exerted his strength and once again He pushed the tip of the cane into He Rui's chest, and the four-sided spikes were like twisting gears, twisting into the wound mercilessly, "You lost."
He Rui's blood-red pupils dilated, and he stared at Wen Zheliu's handsome face at close range, with a hint of bright red escaping from the corner of his mouth.
"So... that's it..." Even though his heart was pierced by a stick, his tone could not hide his excitement and admiration, "It's really... there is a tacit understanding..."
"We are all wooden people..." Wen Zheliu took out his cane and looked at the blood that suddenly spurted out from his heart. He Rui's body twitched unconsciously, "...you are not allowed to talk or move, you are not allowed to walk, and you are not allowed to laugh. "
"—You committed a foul, please get me out."