The ungloomy but extremely strange scenes, the eye-stimulating images, the head of a little boy floating in the air, and his own moving corpse all reveal a fact.

The head of a talking boy floating in front of him is an absolute containment object placed in the worldview of the SCP Foundation.

Thinking of this, Su Ze was suddenly not so afraid, right, don't treat it as a ghost, just treat it as a containment?

Also, you don't have to be afraid of death at all.

The system said and confirmed that he would return after he died.

So what's there to be afraid of?

Choose and choose.

It's better to lose quickly, so you don't have to smell this disgusting smell of blood again.

Well, and the rancid smell.

Looking at the headless corpse and bloodstained hands, Su Ze casually chose a face.

"Literally."

The headless corpse removed its hand from obscuring its view.

I saw a one-dollar coin on it, and the coin was literal.

Well?

A one-yuan coin with Chinese on it.

Good guys, this is still the earth, or China.

It's just a change of worldview.

This should be the weird revival of the world in the novel.

"Congratulations, big brother, you got it right, let's continue."

The expression of the little boy's head remained the same, it was still the same strange smile, but after its words fell, the headless corpse lay down in a daze.

As if time had accelerated, the corpse had become decomposing and smelly.

Su Ze endured it again and again, but in the end he couldn't help it.

With a "wow" sound, he vomited the contents of the stomach pouch cleanly.

Another headless corpse, tossing the coin and covering it.

"Big brother, I'm done, guess what."

"Literally."

"Congratulations big brother, you guessed it, let's continue."

The headless corpse fell again.

And this time, the headless corpse directly decomposed into a white bone, the process of corruption is difficult to describe, and the taste is impossible to imagine.

"Wow"

Su Ze couldn't help but spit out again.

"Big brother, I'm done, guess what."

"Can you let it stand farther away?"

In order to prevent sensory torture, Su Ze asked directly.

"No, I still have to take off the big brother's head as soon as the big brother guesses wrong."

Su Ze: "......"

What you say makes so much sense that I'm speechless.

"Flower noodles."

"Congratulations big brother......"

Su Ze saw that the corpse was corrupted again, but this time it did not turn directly into water, only some corpse spots appeared.

Come to think of it, maybe the degree of corruption has something to do with the time of death.

"Literally."

"Congratulations ......"

"Literally."

"Congratulations ......"

………………

When the little boy's head asked Su Ze to guess for the twentieth time, Su Ze finally couldn't help it.

The corpse water turned into the corpse had already flowed to Su Ze's feet, feeling slippery and greasy, the smell was even more disgusting, and the visual impact was unprecedentedly great.

Even greater than the impact of just seeing countless headless corpses standing eerily.

If you want to say how Su Ze feels now, it is that he has become a-stirring stick.

No, Su Ze feels that the treatment of the-stirring stick is better than his current one.

"Big brother, I'm done, guess what."

The smile on the little boy's face had faded most of the time, but he still repeated the exact same words.

After retching twice, Su Ze, who couldn't spit out anything, couldn't help but ask.

"Didn't you even want to take my head off? You just want to disgust me! ”

The little boy didn't speak, but just looked at Su Ze in a daze, with incredulity in his eyes.

That's right, the little boy is indeed a ghost, and the rules are very simple, that is, guess the coin, decide life and death, and decide the life and death of people.

If you're wrong, I'm sorry, your head won't be yours, and your body will become a ghost slave.

If you guessed correctly, congratulations, you can kill one of the ghost slaves in the little boy's head.

Ghosts don't cheat, they're like programs, and everything behaves in a regular way.

In other words, Su Ze relied on his luck to make twenty mistakes, and chose one of the two to choose the correct answer.

This probability can be said to be almost infinitely approaching zero.

But luck is coming, and no one can stop it.

Seeing that the little boy didn't speak, Su Ze had no choice but to continue to choose casually.

It is almost certain that this ghost is not terrifying, it is lacking in virtue, it just wants to disgust itself.

"Flower noodles."

"Flower noodles."

"Literally."

"Literally."

………………

When the thirtieth corpse was decomposed, Su Ze collapsed.

"Please, kill me, I can't stand it, this smell is even worse than hell!"

"Big brother, I'm done, guess what."

This time, when he spoke, there was no smile on the face of the little boy's head, and his tone became gloomy.

Su Ze decided not to choose this time, and see what this ghost thing will do to him.

After staring at the ghost for a minute, the ghost suddenly spoke.

"Literally."

The headless corpse opened its palm, only to see the flower face of the one-dollar coin facing upward.

The corpses fell to the ground, decomposed, and smelled bad.

This time, Su Ze really had no choice.

It is not necessary to call the heavens and the earth, and the earth is not spiritual.

"Literally."

"Literally."

"Literally."

…………

I've been choosing the literal, and I still don't believe it, can luck be so good all the time?

When the forty-fourth literal shout was uttered, the expected corpse fell to the ground and did not happen.

The little boy's head was already expressionless, and the corners of his mouth suddenly rose slightly.

"I'm sorry big brother, you lost, your head belongs to me."

The next moment, the headless corpse moved.

Stretched out his hand and easily took off Su Ze's head.

Blood, protruding from the fracture, forms a fountain of blood.

The head that was taken off by the headless corpse closed its eyes instantly.

………………

Ding, congratulations to the host, achievement, and ghost thing forty-four times of the game......

Achievement rewards are being settled......

Congratulations to the host, get the active skill, the game pro son (in the game, you will never lose!) ）

didn't care about what the system said, Su Ze rushed into the bathroom as soon as possible, and vomited at the toilet.

It's a pity that nothing can be spit out.

I've just spit it out.

Add down, shower, bath.

Su Ze tossed for four hours, using up all the shower gel, soap, and even shampoo at home before he felt better.

In the end, Su Ze didn't forget to spray himself with perfume that had not been used for more than a year.

It's a little better to sleep peacefully.

It's just that not long after sleeping, Su Ze suddenly opened his eyes, ran into the bathroom, and retched again.

This happened more than once, and it wasn't even until the early hours of the morning that Su Ze finally fell asleep.

This time the experience of crossing can be said to have given Su Ze a psychological shadow for a lifetime.