A year ago, Zhang Zhengwen, who had just entered the fourth district, was still a young and timid rookie. Watching his teammates die one by one, he collapsed several times in the face of terrifying ghosts. During the assessment of his third mission, Zhang Zhengwen encountered the biggest crisis in history.

"Can anyone help me......" Hiding in a closed room, listening to the footsteps of the approaching ghost outside the door, Zhang Zhengwen, as a big man, has no regard for any image, crying tears and snot.

Although the space allows Dream Breakers to communicate with their teammates in the area, Lu Jie has clearly stipulated that no one is allowed to give any hints to Dream Breakers in the mission. He knew that even if he died, no one would help him. But he was not reconciled!

Zhang Zhengwen is an ordinary white-collar worker in real life, although he is twenty-seven years old, he has not yet fallen in love. His salary is not low, and he can barely get through in the first-tier cities, but the reason why he has always been single is very simple: everything is for his mother.

Zhang Zhengwen's father died very early, and he was raised by his mother since he was a child. The mother and son depend on each other, and although they are not rich, they are quite happy. Ten years ago, a car accident caused his mother to be paralyzed, and the burden of the family fell on him alone.

If he just disappears, then who will take care of his paralyzed mother instead? "I don't want to die!" Zhang Zhengwen roared in pain, and then held his head and sobbed decadently.

The ghost was getting closer and closer to where he was hiding, and seemed to have reached the door of his house......

"Am I destined to die here?"

Just as he was waiting for death with a dead heart, Zhang Zhengwen's mobile phone suddenly vibrate. There is only a short sentence on the screen: "The way to survive is to close your eyes and not speak." ”

The text message was sent by a man named Qing Shui. This person Zhang Zhengwen has the impression that the other party is the same age as himself, he looks polite, and he is elegant in his speech and demeanor, and he is also one of the backbones of the fourth district, and is deeply appreciated by the captain Lu Jie.

"He, is he helping me?" Zhang Zhengwen knew that no one dared to violate the rules set by Lu Jie, so everyone did not dare to interfere in other people's tasks all along. Because once discovered, the props will be confiscated by the captain, and they will be punished extremely severely, and even in future missions, they will be excluded. Therefore, Zhang Zhengwen is very puzzled, why would the other party suddenly help him because he is not related to him?

"Forget it, a dead horse should be a live horse doctor! Get out! The door had been quietly opened, and a cold and shivering aura came to his face in an instant. At this moment, Zhang Zhengwen immediately closed his eyes and did not look at anything outside the door.

The footsteps had already come to him, and Zhang Zhengwen had even smelled the strong smell of blood on the ghost. He didn't dare to open his eyes, because he knew that at this moment, that terrible ghost was squatting in front of him!

The fishy smell penetrated his nostrils, and he shivered from the sharp drop in temperature around him. But Zhang Zhengwen knew that he must not speak out! If he opened his eyes at this moment, he would see a man covered in decay half-crouched in front of him, poking his head out and sniffing at him.

The ghost stayed in front of him for about five or six minutes, then turned and left the room.

"I ...... Did I survive? More than ten minutes later, the word blood appeared in Zhang Zhengwen's mind, and the space reminded him that he had completed his task. That escape from death was simply an incredible thing for him, and the person who pulled him back from the abyss of death, Qing Shui, also became the most respected and grateful existence in his heart.

Of course, as a price, Qing Shui was also confiscated by Lu Jie with a life-saving prop. Afterwards, Zhang Zhengwen also asked the other party: "Why did you save me?" ”

"Do you need a reason to save people?" Qing Shui smiled: "I can see that you have a strong desire to survive, and it seems that there are still things that you can't let go." I can't die without help...... Anyway, I can help you this time, but I may not be able to help you next time. If you want to survive, everything depends on you. ”

"Thank you! I will remember your kindness! ”

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"Qing Shui, if you can go back this time, help me settle my mother, is it okay?"

"I promise you."

The monster has come to the door. Zhang Zhengwen snuffed out the cigarette butt and threw it aside, then raised the knife and stabbed himself in the heart with the last bit of strength in his body. "Qing Shui, you must ...... Stay alive......"

"No!!" Qing Shui roared and woke up from his coma, and in the escape just now, because he struggled too hard, Qu Zhuoran and Shi Ru had to knock him out and take him away. At the moment, everyone is hiding in an office in the welfare home. Judging from the decoration, this should be the place where Wang Jianren works.

"Qing Shui, you're awake." Zhao Xiaoxi helped him up with concern.

"Where's the text!! How is he doing now? Qing Shui hurriedly grabbed her hands and asked eagerly.

"He's already sacrificed." Zhao Xiaoxi choked up and said, "We don't want to do this, but we can't ...... it."

After Qing Shui heard her words, the whole person was like a deflated sandbag, and he sat on the ground in a daze, no one knew what he was thinking. Zhang Zhengwen's sacrifice is still vivid, looking at Qing Shui's grief-stricken appearance, Tang Yushu is also very unhappy in her heart. She stood up and looked around casually, quickly drawing attention to a half-open safe.

She walked to the safe and suddenly had a strange feeling in her heart. As if enchanted, this feeling seemed to guide her to open this cabinet door. To her disappointment, there were no props in the safe, just a thick pile of materials and newspapers. The newspaper has been yellowed and looks some years old.

Tang Yushu unfolded a newspaper on the top floor, and after quickly reading the contents, her face turned pale, and her body couldn't stop trembling. "Yushu, what's wrong with you? What is it? Qu Zhuoran saw that something was wrong with her, and leaned over curiously.

"This ...... That's impossible! After reading the contents of the newspaper, he also fell to the ground. The movements of the two attracted the attention of several other people, and Zhao Xiaoxi and Shi Ru also followed: "Did something happen?" ”

"See for yourselves." Qu Zhuoran's face turned pale, and he handed them the newspaper.

The headline of the newspaper immediately attracted the attention of the two: Sudden and bizarre fire! Subsequently, after reading the content, the two were completely shocked: a bizarre fire ten years ago killed all the employees of the Happy Home Welfare Home, including the children, and no one survived. On that day, the three reporters in charge of reporting were also trapped in the welfare home and unfortunately died.

At the bottom of the newspaper were photos of the victims, and these people were not strangers to them, because these people were the three reporters they saw on the first day and the dean here, Wang Jianren!

A gust of wind blew, and everyone found that the floor and walls of the welfare home had become charred and dilapidated, and the air was filled with the smell of blood, mixed with the smell of barbecue.

A pitch-black charcoal-like figure appeared in the office, although the other party's face had been completely destroyed by the fire, but this fat figure was not difficult to identify, even if he turned to ashes, everyone would not forget this face, Wang Jianren.