Players Please Get In the Car

  Chapter 682 The bug in the wound

  Most of the players present have entered the dungeon for no more than five days. Players who are still a few days away are not willing to take this risk. If things don’t develop according to the artistic style, they may have to face the counterattack of the dungeon for the rest of the time.

   There are a few times that are relatively close, but I am really excited.

  Because they had certain hallucinations.

  The players who set fire to the hotel today are very likely to be their tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

   Xu Huo is not completely unfavorable about the artistic style.

  The only problem at present is that they know too few clues. The rules about the dungeon that cannot be violated are not mentioned in the dungeon introduction, and it is completely up to the players to explore by themselves.

The current situation is as if they are livestock locked in a pen. The pen owner who is beyond their knowledge will bring out a few to kill from time to time. They can occasionally see outstretched hands and knives, but they don’t know the behavior of the pen owner. Really regular.

  As the rain turned light, Fang Penghui looked outside, "If you want to do anything, you have to wait until tomorrow."

  Actually here, the players have clearly divided into three groups.

  The first wave is represented by Artistic Brother Shi, they tend to take the initiative.

  The second group is Fang Penghui, Tian Kun, Wei Xian and others. They hope that the players can unite to deal with the dungeon cleaning that may occur in two days.

  The third group consisted of a few solitary players such as Xu Huo and the black-shirted players. Their thoughts were unclear, but they obviously didn't want to act with the first two groups.

   "How to deal with the corpse?" Liu Shiyan asked: "If the corpse will move closer to the core of the dungeon, we should gain something by using this corpse."

  Brother Shi walked up to the body of the burned player, took out a collar and put it around the waist of the corpse—the corpse with its internal organs removed was thinner than expected, and there were three oval-shaped signal tubes on the collar.

Seeing that the other players couldn't hold back, he explained: "The light of the signal flare can continue to burn for two hours, unless the unlucky corpse walks too far and encounters such a foggy weather, otherwise everyone can see the signal corresponding to it." s position."

   "Aren't there two corpses there?" The female player beside him said nonchalantly, "It's really not enough, aren't there so many people nearby?"

  Not to mention that the people in this county are not normal, they are ordinary people. It is not new for players to kill people to clear the level.

   "But don't kill too many." The female player smiled and continued, "I don't know how many players will be missing tonight."

  Not to mention what other people think, but several players have used props on the corpses one after another to ensure that they can get the news at the first time before leaving the courtyard.

  The props are limited in use. It’s only past twelve o’clock, and it’s foggy outside. Even if the signal comes back, players can’t find them right away, so Brother Shi and the others stayed behind, planning to wait until dawn before leaving.

  Xu Huo walked behind the crowd, and when he was leaving the hospital, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the place where the burnt player's body was.

   "What's wrong?" Yi Pei asked.

  Xu Huo rubbed his temples, "It's nothing, just now I felt that someone was watching us from the corpse."

  Yi Pei looked over there, and even though her vision was blurred, she could still see the two black holes on the corpse. Frowning, she said, "Let's go quickly."

  The two went in different directions, and they separated after coming out.

  Xu Huo walked alone in the fog with limited lighting range, so he had no choice but to walk along the side of the houses to his residence, but within two steps he felt his footsteps became heavier, as if the footsteps of another person were superimposed!

   His expression suddenly sank, he closed his eyes suddenly and turned around to strike a sword. About two seconds later, he heard a street lamp more than ten meters away fall down.

   His eyes searched around, and then he continued to walk forward with his sword in hand.

  However, within a short distance, the footsteps that had just returned to normal became heavy again, but this time there were several more footsteps at the same frequency as him, no sound, no one.

  Compared to last night, this situation seems even weirder. The shrunken corpse is also a corpse. As long as it is an existing object, it will not be invisible. The footsteps follow behind him. If there is no one... Could it be that he is hallucinating?

  Even if there is mental disturbance in this copy, it won't appear so quickly on him.

   After a little thought, Xu Huo took out the "Universal Lubricator". As soon as he used the prop, a small pebble the size of a grain of rice immediately fell from behind his shoe.

   "It turned out to be a prop." There were so many players just now, it was not surprising that anyone would strike. He threw the stone into the luggage compartment, and he speeded back to his residence.

  The old man was still lighting the lamp, he seemed relieved to see him back, closed the door and went back to his room to sleep.

  Xu Huo sat on the temporary bed in the main room, and pulled off the gauze on his hand again to check the wound.

  As expected, the injury recurred again, and the red and swollen area tended to expand.

   Wang bacteria do not have much effect, which means that this is not an ordinary pollutant or toxin.

  Take out the previous potion bottle, the piece of meat he scraped from the wound has been soaked and turned white, the color of the potion has not changed, but there is a layer of grease floating on the surface.

  Picked out a little and put it under the lamp for a closer look, and found that it was a kind of transparent creature with round and long legs wrapped in grease, with low mobility, and it was difficult to distinguish without looking carefully.

"Insects?" Since Xu Huo entered the game, he has come into contact with a lot of poisons and pollutants. Insects only know one kind of skin worm, a strange worm that can quickly eat human flesh and blood in a short period of time. After that, he also learned about some mutations. According to the information on insects, the more powerful mutated insects are poisonous, and the new toxins evolved are difficult to cure. Others such as skin-leaving insects that can simply cause skin and flesh injuries are nothing at all.

  But who would have thought that this kind of bug, which is not as big as a grain of dust, would have such a strange use. It cannot be killed by medicine, and it obviously has a good reproductive ability, otherwise the wound would not always be bad.

  If it weren't for the self-healing agent and the player's own good recovery power, these little things would have eaten a lot of his flesh and blood by now.

   Scraping off some carrion, Xu Huo made a simple water bag to wrap around the wound.

  He did not pour the worms in the potion bottle, but threw some things such as wood chips, food, and small stones into it, recapped it and put it back in the luggage compartment.

After dealing with all this, he lay down to rest, closed his eyes for a while, he felt that only a while later, the light in the main room suddenly went out, and then there was a "cluck" sound from the side door, as if someone was opening it for a long time. Wooden doors in disrepair.

   "Brother Xu, Brother Xu?" The little girl's voice sounded in the darkness, "It's so dark after a power outage, I'm a little scared, do you have light?"

  Xu Huo sat up, the lock on the outer door of the side door was unlocked at some point, and the door was opened a crack, a strange feeling came up: "I want to see what is playing tricks!"

  (end of this chapter)