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Zhang Bing opened his eyes abruptly and sat up in the dark.

His chest heaved violently, wheezing, and fine cold sweat oozed from his bare skin, staining the sheets and soaking wet.

On the other side of the bed, Han Yichen was asleep, breathing evenly, and making a slight murmuring sound, as if he was having a good dream worth celebrating.

It's just that Zhang Bing can't sleep peacefully anymore no matter what.

The screams just now...... What the hell is going on?

Zhang Bing wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, recalling what had just happened, as if he were hallucinating.

Just when Zhang Bing was asleep, wandering between half dreaming and half waking, a terrible scream suddenly sounded, waking him up from his dream.

When I pricked up my ears and listened carefully, the sound dissipated without a trace.

Or is it a one-hit kill?

But weren't there two people in that room?

Zhang Bing's brows furrowed, he looked at Han Yichen, who was still sleeping beside him, and quietly got up and got out of bed, his movements were as light as possible, unwilling to wake her up. He hesitated for a moment, picked up a charred bone from the table, his heart pounding.

Zhang Bing put on his shoes, walked slowly, and came to the lobby.

The lobby opening is facing the courtyard, and you will go straight to the courtyard when you walk out. Several slender door panels line the sides, and it will take some effort to close them.

Living in such a retro building temporarily, Zhang Bing always has some strange associations in his heart. Especially during the day, when everyone is worried about the containment mission, where does the mood come from to close the door. So, at this moment, the cold night was pitch black, and the biting cold wind blew outside the door, brushing the old wooden door, colliding with a subtle creaking sound, as if something had penetrated in.

Zhang Bing's heart was a little panicked.

Fear of the night is a creature instinct.

Even if he already held the charred black bones in his hands that were very likely to force the beast back, he could not resist the invasion of this inexplicable emotion.

Zhang Bing took a breath and continued to take steps. He was getting closer to the closed door, and his heart was beating harder. He stopped in front of the door, hesitated, but still did not dare to push it in easily, so he propped up the door with one hand and put his ear to it.

In the silence of the night, only the sound of his own heartbeat was still clear.

There was only a thin layer of doors, and there was no sound in the room. The sound of breathing, the sound of talking, disappeared in an instant, as if entering an old mime movie. Zhang Bing's heart hung in the air, he gritted his teeth, and just as he was hesitating whether he should knock on the door to test it, a strange smell suddenly entered his nose.

He withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted, and unconsciously took a step back, feeling as if he was stepping on some sticky foot. Something thick. Zhang Bing instinctively looked down and was horrified to find the puddle of liquid oozing through the crack in the door......

The smell of the blood suddenly led him to the desert where there were no people. He ran with the girl, his lips closed together, and he said something nonsense.

Zhang Bing gritted his teeth tightly, not wanting to continue to recall those things. But the more he hinted at himself, the more the memories flowed.

They burst open the valve of memories and washed away his restless heart.

His fingers were stuck in his hair, his face flushed slightly, and his features were distorted.

As far back as he recalls, he and the girl began to argue, followed by words that ignited hatred. He made a move, shoved her, and his eyes widened as he watched as her throat was pierced by sharp twigs and out of her mouth.

Her eyes slowly drifted unwillingly, and her struggling hand hung down.

Why, why is this happening......

Zhang Bing opened his mouth wordlessly, as if questioning himself in another time and space.

So, fate changed.

The sickness was gone, but it wasn't something to be happy about, and he fell into a deeper curse.

The soles of his feet were in the blood, and he continued to retreat, leaving bloody footprints on the floor of the lobby. It didn't take much explanation for him to know what was going on inside......

No one survived.

The last cry for help was like a long-ranging alarm bell, constantly echoing in his mind.

His eyes were filled with fear, his teeth chattered, and he turned and ran. Right on his back violent. The moment he showed himself to the door, the door creaked and slammed open.

The black hair brushed Zhang Bing's shoulders and tied his neck, he trembled, his feet seemed to be stuck in the mud, he screamed wildly, and raised the charred black bones in his hands......

The strands of hair didn't stop moving as much as he had hoped, and continued to stretch towards his skull. In a matter of moments, his head was covered in layers of hair.

He didn't even have time to let out a scream, and the extreme fear completely annihilated him. All the fantasies of the past finally returned to cold reality, and his hand slowly drooped, and the charred black bones in his hand fell to the ground.

The cold wind seemed to push the wooden door open with a pair of hands, and in the depths of the room, a huge monster made of flesh and white bones curled up.

It crawled like a hyena, its back resting on the beams, allowing the house to creak and nearly collapse; There was a string of chain beads around its neck, and on closer inspection, it was actually dozens of heads with different faces. They opened their mouths in unison and made pleasant sounds.

Those heads once had their own names, some were called Li Xue, some were called Tian Yixue, and some were Li Dong; The blood-colored smoke lingered, condensing into a new head.

Above these skulls, there is a huge tumor. The tumor looked as if it had been corroded by sulfuric acid, and the five features were not visible.

The black hairs that stretched out from the tumor were like snakes. Alive, they rummaged through Zhang Bing's headless corpse and pulled out a mobile phone.

The hair retracted, and the phone's screen suddenly lit up, burrowing a full leg, turning into a puff of smoke wrapped around its body. Granulation worm. Moving, in an instant, its left leg was no longer a white bone.

Flesh and blood reborn, itching and painful, excited the creature huddled in the room, and let out a low, pleasant roar.

Suddenly, its roar stopped abruptly, and its massive head turned in the direction of another room...

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The birds are scattered.

Zhou Xueqiu was silent and stood quietly at the door. He was looking out, and the mountains and forests in the distance formed rows of black silhouettes. The small figure of the bird burst into the sky, and then disappeared completely.

The screams just now were not hallucinations, and the terrible pain seemed to have happened to him.

Zhou Xueqiu frowned, pondering, his slender hand caressing the outline of the black watch.

Take out your phone and slide. Moving the screen, photos of the stump of his left hand came into his eyes. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and he pressed the delete button resolutely.

It cannot be deleted.

Looking at the prompt from the mobile phone, Zhou Xueqiu was not surprised. Although none of the Chosen ones had tried it before, it made sense.

If the puzzle of the mission could be solved so easily, not so many Chosen ones would have been killed.

His thoughts stopped here, and Zhou Xueqiu's smile grew, because he suddenly remembered the man who used blinking as an answer and relied on luck to live one task after another, and the smile was more of a helpless emotion.

Just when Zhou Xueqiu's thoughts were drifting with his memory, suddenly, a rustling sound sounded, attracting his attention.

Before he had time to think, he looked up and a black shadow appeared in his eyes.

"Whew...... Whew......"

Li Xue's thin figure walked in the night, looking very helpless. She staggered towards the mountain, and then naturally found Zhou Xueqiu standing at the door of the hut, her steps froze, and then she ran towards Zhou Xueqiu.

"Help me!"

Li Xue's voice was a little surprised and a little helpless, and just as she was about to approach the other party, her pace slowed down suddenly, and her expression froze on her face.

In her sight, Zhou Xueqiu slowly took out a mobile phone.

"Is that what you're trying to do?"