After Zhang Luo killed Morpheus, who was going to "send a mission", the atmosphere in the morgue suddenly became less gloomy.

"That, thank you......" The boy with the hood thanked Zhang Luo with a wince, while his girlfriend next to him was sobbing.

"No thanks, you better find a way to go out by yourself, and remember not to show affection on the street when you go out." Zhang Luo smiled, and then found that the scene in front of him began to blur, and he must be about to leave this room.

"Huh?"

Hearing his words, the young man was stunned for a moment and asked, "Aren't you here to save us?" ”

"You've watched too many movies, haven't you?"

Before Zhang Luo's words fell, the morgue in front of him suddenly disappeared.

Next came a very gloomy room.

If the morgue just now was obviously bloody, then this room was filled with an incomparably oppressive air of death.

The air in the room was extremely cold, there were no lights here, but bright white light was cast through the gap above the wall on Zhang Luo's right hand, and five narrow vertical bars were projected on the ground, a bit like the "five bars" armbands worn by elementary school students.

On the wall beneath the light, a frameless rectangular mirror hung from the wall, and the rest of the room was shrouded in a strange darkness, almost entirely out of reach.

"Huh?"

Zhang Luo took a step forward, and his right hand had just touched the bar of light thrown from outside, and suddenly there was a sharp pain.

When I looked down, I saw that the place where my hand had just touched the light had been burned out of a large hole, and it looked like it had been corroded by strong acid, and although it was miserable, it did not bleed.

"In other words, you can't touch this light, right......" Zhang Luo looked thoughtfully at his injured right hand.

Since it was in a dream, no matter how serious the injury was, there was nothing to be afraid of, after all, except for pain, there would be no sequelae at all. And......

"I didn't come, that guy."

Realizing that Morpheus didn't come out to "send out tasks" this time like he had in the first two rooms, Zhang Luo smiled slightly.

-- The current state of affairs is entirely based on its own inference, and Morpheus is not here, and it is completely expected.

So here's the question:

What can I do to leave this room without any prompting?

In the darkness around him, there is likely to be an unknown danger, and the only clue at present, except for the magical light that will burn through the body, is the mirror hanging on the wall behind the light.

I was still standing in the dark, and I couldn't see the reflection in the mirror at all. If you want the mirror to reflect you, you have to stand in the light.

In this case, how can you pass through the "murderous light" in front of you?

"It's so cold......"

Feeling the cold atmosphere in the room, Zhang Luo hugged his arms slightly, and then immediately noticed that the touch of his hands was not quite right.

The usual touch of the arm is gone, and what I touch is extraordinarily hard but unusually slender, not so much a muscle, but more than-

"Bones?"

Zhang Luo lowered his head, looked at the long gray windbreaker he was wearing, rolled up the sleeve of his right arm with his left hand, and then immediately understood the reason why he felt cold.

The flesh and skin on his right arm are completely gone, and all that remains is white bones!

Seeing this scene, Zhang Luo reached out and touched his body, then bent down and moved his joints, and then immediately confirmed a fact that was very terrifying for ordinary people, but it seemed insignificant to him:

"In other words, now I have become a skeleton with only flesh on my hands?"

Touching his "hard as a rock" face, Zhang Luo quickly confirmed this judgment completely.

Now I have all the muscles and skin of my whole body except for my hands, but my brain, eyes, and vocal cords seem to be still there, otherwise I would not be able to see and think.

Of course, he wouldn't be stupid enough to touch his eyeballs with his hands, after all, there was no flesh on his face now, and it would be bad if his eyes fell out of his sockets.

"It's the first time I've become a skeleton, and it doesn't feel that bad." Zhang Luo smiled.

Except for a very important function that cannot be used, I feel that my current "skeleton form" is no different from usual.

Moreover, it is better to become a skeleton in this situation. Because-

Taking off all the clothes on his body and throwing them aside, the skeleton in a state of naked running stretched out its bony right foot and stepped directly into the striped light.

"Sure enough." Zhang Luo's skeletal face showed a "kind smile".

- The light that burns through flesh and blood in an instant has no effect on bones.

In this case, when you become a skeleton, you can easily walk in front of the mirror.

But before that, there are certain parts of the body that need to be "processed":

"Hiss!"

With the sound of roasting meat, Zhang Luo's outstretched hands were almost immediately burned by the light to the bone.

Although such behavior is already unreasonable in the eyes of normal people, his next move is much more crazy than burning his own hand:

Zhang Luo pressed his skull with only the bones left, and then suddenly exerted force-

"Click!"

With the sound of bones breaking, he unscrewed his own head!

Although it had become a white bone with a different head, Zhang Luo's body did not fall down unexpectedly, but bent down slightly, carefully placed his head on the ground, let his eyes face the mirror in front of him, and then stood up again.

"Hah, as I expected." The skull on the ground laughed again.

――Since only the white bones are left to survive and move at will, it means that I don't need nerves or tendons to control this body now, so even if I lose my head, it should make no difference.

That's what he thought just now, and he gambled all or nothing.

And this time, he clearly won the bet!

If you walk directly into the light, the light will most likely burn your eyeballs and then the brain in your skull. But as long as you put the head in the dark and only let the body pass, you can easily solve this problem.

"Ha, I'm a genius." The skull is "shameless" to himself.

"Remotely controlled" his headless skeleton to walk to the mirror, dismantled the mirror and grabbed it in his hand, Zhang Luo manipulated the skeleton back into the striped light, and held the mirror around in half a circle.

When the pitch-black iron door at the far end of the wall was illuminated by the light refracted in the mirror, it made a "click" sound and slowly opened backwards.

At the same time, the bright light that entered the room through the doorway finally dispelled the boundless darkness in the room.

After solving the puzzle of the third room, the headless white bone put down the mirror, returned to the skull, held his head, and strode in the direction of the door.