Seeing that Peng Jiadong had run out of bullets and his body was exposed, several people no longer hesitated, and quickly rushed up to restrain Peng Jiadong.

The two sides had just confronted each other for more than ten minutes, and under the lights, Zhang Xiaohu saw that Peng Jiadong had fallen into deep chaos and lost his mind. Judging from his current situation, it was already difficult to wake him up just by the stimulation of physical pain.

The toxins of these soul attractants can quickly act on the prefrontal cortex of the brain, breaking the original emotional control mechanism in the human body, making people become violent, agitated, and full of distrust of the things around them.

In the early stage of infection, the subconscious can be awakened through external stimulation, but with the loss of time, this awakening process will become extremely difficult.

But fortunately, before they set off, Xiji had already expected that they might encounter this situation, and specially prepared a potion for them, although it could not directly awaken consciousness, but it could make people fall into a deep sleep, and after waking up, the toxins of the soul attraction insect had been released, and people naturally woke up. Therefore, this potion is not suitable for some specific occasions, but they are now facing the situation that they can no longer think through, and they must let Peng Jiadong recover as soon as possible.

The potion was poured into Peng Jiadong's mouth, and it immediately worked, Peng Jiadong gradually quieted down, and soon fell asleep.

Zhang Xiaohu was worried that there were still soul attractants in the vicinity, so he lit all the remaining spontaneous combustion lamps and placed them nearby, and turned on all the lights to illuminate all the neighborhood. Then they took out a spray that was given to them by the West Pole, and everyone sprayed some. The spray emits a biological signal that disguises them as Engineers. Soul Worms will never attack engineers, they are in their genes when they were designed.

After doing all this, they noticed that they had just followed Peng Jiadong all the way, and the tunnel they were in now was completely different from where they were before. There were fewer stone pillars, but there were many more broken tools, and a few milky bones, piled up in a corner. On one side of the rock wall, there is a narrow gap, from which a slight breeze rises.

King Peter walked over to the bones, took out one piece, put it under his lamp and looked at it for a few minutes, and said slowly: "If I am not mistaken, this is a piece of human patella, looking at the size, it should be a male, but judging by the color of the bones, it should be hundreds of years old!" ”

"Maybe they're all lost here, just like us!" Xu Haitao sighed.

"Hey! Don't say that we are so depressed, we have so much provisions, even if we take it with us for a while longer, and if we are really in danger, we can also get out of here in time with emergency equipment! Song Haoze said.

Zhang Xiaohu interjected on the side: "Lao Song is right, don't worry about our own safety first, we haven't had time to think about these yet, now we have to find an exit as soon as possible and get out of here!" ”

A few people did a simple division of labor, with King Peter staying here to watch Peng Jiadong, and the others looking for their way out from different directions.

According to Song Haoze's words, he left a lot of signals along the way, and this mine doesn't look very complicated, as long as it takes some time, he will definitely be able to find his way back. In order to prevent getting lost, they used the oldest method, in which each person tied a rope of two hundred meters around his waist, and the other end of the rope was tied to the same stone pillar. Whether or not the short distance is found, as soon as the rope around their waists is tightened, they must return. Although this method will be less efficient, it can ensure everyone's safety.

Zhang Xiaohu held a spear in his hand, and his eyes couldn't help but check the changes around him. Not the slightest clue can be missed. He also had to keep an eye on the changes in the rope around his waist, and in such a place, if a person was lost here, the results would be quite terrible.

He walked cautiously, and when he went around and around, he saw the corpses of more than a dozen animals on the ground in front of him, and he actually returned here.

He searched the neighborhood, trying to find something suspicious, and it was here that he found the golden flakes, and it was here that he lost the life-saving thing. And the dark shadow, which still terrified him when he thought about it.

His body trembled unconsciously at the thought of the black shadow, he was not afraid of terrible monsters, nor of vicious and cruel cyborgs, but he was afraid of such supernatural things.

It is not so much the fear of these supernatural things as the manifestation of Zhang Xiaohu's inability to resist himself. It could be a mental illness that he can't overcome for the time being!

At this time, the corpses of those monsters on the ground also looked extremely weird, anyway, there was nothing to be found here, Zhang Xiaohu decided to leave here as soon as possible, it was better to go back and join everyone first. He grabbed the rope around his waist and prepared to walk in the direction it had come.

But what shocked him happened again, he only pulled the rope slightly, and the rope slid into his hand weakly, and the rope was cut by someone, and all his hairs stood on end.

He forced himself to calm down and examined the cut in the rope.

It was cut with a sharp blade, and the incision was smooth and neat, without any burrs.

Who is it? Is there anyone else in this tunnel? Zhang Xiaohu was not only afraid.

Is this series of changes all deliberate?

Those black shadows, the floating figures in the flames, and the soul attractors that shouldn't be here, and the people who cut their ropes now, couldn't they all be made by one person?

Zhang Xiaohu clenched the gun in his hand, and at the same time held a meson ball in the palm of his hand.

In this operation, they only carried less than 100 meson balls in total, not because this operation was unimportant, but because when the meson balls were activated, they would also emit faint radiation, which would be practical for a long time and would inevitably attract the attention of No. 4.

But now for the sake of my own safety, I can't think about it so much.

He felt that in the darkness hidden outside the light around him, it seemed as if countless eyes were staring at him, as if there were countless hideous hands ready to tear him apart, and this invisible oppression was about to drive him crazy.

Suddenly! A hand slapped him on the shoulder.

Zhang Xiaohu was stunned all of a sudden, most of the three souls and seven spirits were lost at once, and the whole person's mind was blank, only a few seconds later, his stubborn and unyielding character broke out again, picked up the spear in his hand and quickly aimed it behind him, and shouted at the same time: "Who?" ”

Now, even if Number 4 himself was standing behind him, he wouldn't feel as scared as he did now. There was someone behind him, and in the empty tunnel, there were only a few corpses not far away.

Obviously there is no one, but why can I still feel the hand on my shoulder, is this person a legendary martial arts master, can he hang on someone else's body with only one hand, and follow and synchronize other people's movements?

Anyway, this is the case now, Zhang Xiaohu didn't do anything, he was simply ready to grab that hand, and then he didn't care what it was, he was about to be driven crazy, and now he was not afraid of anything.

His hand slapped on his shoulder without any suspense, where is the hand!

At the same time, his other shoulder was slapped by the same hand just now, it must be the same hand, even the strength and feeling are exactly the same!

Zhang Xiaohu was about to be driven crazy, he roared, instantly crushed the meson ball in his hand, and trapped himself and the hand behind him in the meson space.

"Bang!" With a dull sound, the meson shield that had just been released, I didn't know what it was affected by, and it immediately cracked.

Zhang Xiaohu realized that the hand behind him was not as simple as he thought.

So far, there are only a few "soul attractors" that can destroy the meson ball, because they are a terrifying tool specially created for killing, and their sharp claws can pierce the defense of the meson ball; There's also the kind of alloy short knife for engineers; In addition, those golden orbs used by the Legion of Victims can also do it, and these are all extremely powerful. In this way, the owner of the hand that patted him on the shoulder is also capable of the tools just mentioned.

But the hand didn't do anything other than just keep patting it on the shoulder. Zhang Xiaohu couldn't understand the intention of that hand, did he keep stalemate like this?

He endured it for a moment, but he couldn't bear it anymore, and asked intermittently, "Who are you?" Why don't you dare to come out and see it in the open, but you want to do this sneaky deed! ”

There was no change in that hand, and Zhang Xiaohu continued: "Who are you, an engineer or a human?" Is it a victim or a traverser? ”

The hand trembled slightly when it heard the three words of the engineer, this feeling was very subtle, but it only took a few tenths of a second, and it quickly recovered. However, Zhang Xiaohu's senses have been extremely acute recently, and he still noticed these slight changes.

It seems that the owner of that hand must have some connection with the engineer, but it is not clear whether it is friend or foe, and why he is looking for himself as an ordinary human teenager.

Just when Zhang Xiaohu was throwing it there and pondering, there was a light on his shoulder, and the strange hand had disappeared without a trace.

Zhang Xiaohu put his mind at ease and checked his body and equipment by himself, this time, he was shocked again, in his backpack, there were two more boxes of golden flakes, all neatly packed and lying in his backpack.

"What the hell?" Zhang Xiaohu sighed.