Outside the labyrinth, as Mi Jingyun said, you can't die outside the labyrinth.

Kemon's spirituality didn't give a warning, and he used the resentful spirit as a shield to push it out, just a sign of Kemon's safety.

The cat-faced wraith was clasped behind Kemon's back, and Kemon held the other's hand with one hand, and then held the wraith hostage and walked around the wall.

"There's nothing outside the labyrinth."

Outside the labyrinth is a flat blank space, and the farther you go, the more white it becomes, and behind it is the walls of the labyrinth.

Kemon walked for half an hour and walked back, for no other reason, there was really nothing outside the labyrinth, and there was no pursuit of his resentful spirits, so it was not a problem to stay until 24 hours.

Ke Kemeng didn't come in to make a fu, it was boring to squat for more than 24 hours.

Steadiness and Gou don't mean the same thing, and although the two words can be equated most of the time, Kemon really doesn't have to be afraid when he is bitten by the resentful spirits, their bites are like tickling.

The level of the cat-faced person is not enough, it is a low-level area mob, and the confinement props are naturally not desperately strong, which is very reasonable.

So Kemon returned to the labyrinth and took the initiative to touch the porcelain cat-faced human resentful spirit, and ran wherever there was a resentful spirit.

The resentful spirits didn't know how powerful Kemeng was, so they took the initiative to pounce one by one, but they were beaten by him so that their own mother couldn't recognize them.

"Lead the way, where there are resentful spirits, bring them all to me." Kemeng was tired after six consecutive fights, so he changed his mind and asked the resentful spirits to take the initiative to bring the resentful spirits over.

The six resentful spirits looked like a little resentful woman who had been crushed to death, and the cat's face was full of dark circles, and they looked at Kemeng with resentful and vicious eyes.

Kemon turned around and glared at them viciously, "Quick, don't be slow. ”

The wraiths slipped away, and Kemon's side was cleared again.

Ten minutes later, the resentful spirits really called people back, and there were more than a dozen of them.

Kemon didn't say a word, beat all the resentful spirits down, and became the overlord of the labyrinth.

Normal low-level players enter this maze and should live in fear for 24 hours, but Kemon is different, punching and kicking, and hitting and twenty is not his limit.

"It's boring, if only I knew the location, right......"

Kemon stretched out his hand, his mouth reading the name of the demon map.

As the thought progressed, a gust of yin wind swirled from Kemeng's side, and the black resentment on the bodies of more than two dozen resentful spirits was swept up, circling around Kemeng layer by layer, and finally all the black wind swept into the sky above Kemeng's palm.

The wraiths trembled, feeling the will of their superiors lowered, and it was a being more powerful than them.

The black wind vanished, and a black parchment with scattered sparks came to rest in the palm of Kemon's hand.

The resentful spirits stared blankly, what is this, it actually gave them such a strong oppressive force, but after seeing the truth, they felt that there was a gap between the ideal and the reality.

It's not an imaginary spirit, but a parchment scroll tainted with demonic breath.

Kemon spread out the parchment scroll, and the red dots of the red brush filled the entire black parchment scroll map, which was shocking.

"So many resentful spirits have malicious intentions towards me, this is the script design?" Kemon guessed the truth.

Kemon also wants to design the script, and now is a good opportunity to crack the script world, and due to the mutilated text, many walls have collapsed, revealing a lot of bugs.

Some walls are like any door in space, and if you step inside, you will teleport to another labyrinth area.

Specifically, you can watch the transformation of the demon map, once there is a large spatial displacement, the distribution of red dots on the map will also be greatly renovated, and the changes are obvious.

"It turns out that the space of the labyrinth is designed like this." Kemon had walked a lot, and he had a general understanding of the labyrinth.

The resentful spirits beside him also changed their attitudes and opened the way for Kemeng, and whenever they met the resentful spirits who couldn't open their eyes, they were beaten fat, and then followed Kemeng to open the way.

Kemon spun around, and suddenly found a place called the exit.

The exit is the large graveyard in the center of the labyrinth, there are no resentful spirits in the large graveyard, but there are thousands of tombstones, each of which is engraved with the name of the deceased of the cat-faced man.

The wordless tombstone in the center had a passage leading to the underground, and Kemon stood in the doorway, feeling a strong thought—this was the exit.

As long as it goes on, the tragic script will close and return to reality.

Kemon didn't go out, but plunged into the labyrinth and groped his way, probably figuring out the rules of the whole world before entering the underground stairs of the graveyard.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw that he had returned, and the sky outside the window had darkened.

"How long have I been in?" Kemon looked at the wall clock on the wall, nine o'clock in the evening.

Sleepy from noon to nine o'clock in the evening, which is okay, but I am a little hungry.

The resistance is very strong, but it is also a numerical reduction resistance, he can barely starve, but he can't eat anything.

Eat some noodles first, and then wait for the full-time chef to cook a delicious dinner as soon as possible.

The meal was torn apart, and Kemon wiped out the meal.

It was also at this time that the phone rang.

"Kemeng, the toad courier has arrived at your house, pick up the courier."

"Here we are."

Kemeng hung up the phone and hurriedly walked outside the house, just in time to see a big black toad standing outside the house, two big toads with eyes that seemed to glow coldly, and looked rather strange.

Those who don't know thought that the evil creature had come to visit, but Kemon knew that it was an official messenger and did not drive it away.

When the toad saw Kemon, he said, "Your courier quack." ”

Phew.

The toad spat out a mouthful of large phlegm and a small silver suitcase in his saliva.

The phlegm evaporated quickly from the toad's mouth, and the silver box shone brightly in the light, as new as ever.

"I'm leaving." The toad did not stay, its body descended into the lawn, and the ripples disappeared in an instant, and the lawn surface returned to its original state.

The gloomy and cold atmosphere in the air also returned to nature, but the silver box lying on the ground had been stained with the saliva of a toad, and Kemeng couldn't help but think of that mouthful of phlegm.

Sometimes it is really bad to be too strong, and Kemeng will think of phlegm when he sees the silver box, and he can't shake it off.

When I approached the silver box, there was a small note pasted on it, and the note was very dry, without a trace of water.

The phlegm of the toad express is not real phlegm, otherwise the note would have been soaked a long time ago.

The note read: "Unboxing method: brute-force unboxing synaesthesia password." ”

It's the same routine as last time, no one tells the password, and the receiver needs to have his own synaesthesia password, or he can open the lock violently.

Kemon can choose to open the box violently, but he is curious about what password the other party left for him this time.

Silently surveyed the silver box until it hallucinated, and the silver box appeared in a brightly lit hall.

The man with a full body bandage put ten special pieces of paper into the silver box, and put a pen and five bottles of ink.

"You can't just have paper, but you can't do it without pen and ink." The bandaged man muttered to himself, there was no one around, but Kemon knew who he was talking to.

Close the lockbox, lock the code 66666, and attach a small note.

Finally, the bandage man smiled at the suitcase, and the hallucinations faded away.