Chapter 787: I'm Zhang, I'm Positive!

Of course, some people are lucky, and naturally there are people who are unlucky.

Not long after Zhang Fan and the two left.

On a certain floor of the Krakong Cave, Kameda-kun and Ms. Kojima finally ran to a brightly lit research room.

At this moment, their bodies were covered with shocking scratches and wounds.

The scratch wound was overflowing with horrific pus and blood.

"It's so itchy! It's really itchy! ”

Ms. Kojima desperately scratched her body with her fingernails and shouted in pain.

She scratched her whole body to donate blood, but she still didn't mean to stop, as if only the pain caused by scratching could alleviate the itching sensation on her body.

"Kameda-kun......" Ms. Kojima looked at Kameda-kun and wanted to ask the other party for help, but when she looked at it, she covered her mouth in panic.

I saw that Kameda-kun had long since stopped moving, lying on the ground with his body lying on his back, no longer breathing, and obviously died at some point.

Moreover, Kameda-kun's body was scratched by himself with his own fingernails, and every inch of the body did not have a bit of good meat, and even individual parts had begun to appear large-scale erosion.

After another ten minutes, Ms. Kojima, finally unable to endure the itching torture brought by the heart of ten thousand ants, took out a dagger from the system backpack with a distorted face, and directly slashed her throat.

In an instant, blood gushed out from her slashed throat and spilled all over the ground.

At this moment, death came.

Before dying, Ms. Kojima looked relieved and fell to the ground with her head tilted.

Finally, I don't have to endure the irrepressible tingling sensation anymore.

Finally, it's all over.

......

The thick black mist dispersed again, and Zhang Fan slowly opened his eyes, and found that he was back in the magnificent courtyard.

He looked around, sighed, and opened his personal information bar.

[Name: Zhang Fan]

[Survivor Level: Level 15]

[Stamina: 5]

[Lucky: 5]

[HP: 200]

[Charm: 0]

[Score points: 150]

[Attribute Points: 0]

[Amulet: Black Leather Manual]

[Relics: worn-out gongs and drums, patched knitted hats]

[Hell Labyrinth Scene Completion: Nightmare Scene 1 time.] 】

There are no changes to the profile bar except for the addition of 50 score points and a nightmare level for the completion of the maze scene.

Even the survivor level has not been upgraded.

It seems that the more you get to the back, the more difficult it is to level up the survivors, and even if you participate in nightmare-level scenarios, you don't get too many experience points.

Exiting the personal information column, Zhang Fan did not choose to look at the ghost box again.

Because of the ghosts in his ghost frame, basically nothing has changed, and no new ghosts have been obtained in this maze scene.

Moreover, just before returning to the transit station, he still returned the ghost of Mieko Oda to the other party.

He has participated in the maze scene for so long, and to be honest, he already looks down on ordinary black ghosts in his heart.

Rather than keeping a powerful ghost who doesn't play much role, it's better to give it back to Mieko Oda, maybe you can save her life.

stretched his waist, and Zhang Fan began to return to the world.

When I go back this time, I must have a good rest.

I don't know if it's the reason for using the parasitic spirit many times, or what, at this time, Zhang Fan only felt extremely tired physically and mentally, and there was an indescribable sense of sleepiness, and he really wanted to sleep well for three days and three nights.

At the moment when Zhang Fan was teleported away by the black fog, he suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly asked the system Gao Daqiang: "Sister Qiang, let me ask you something!" ”

[Young man, what do you want to know? The tall and strong voice sounded in Zhang Fan's ears with a hint of doubt.

"Why, in my labyrinth scene this time, the matching survivors are not from our country, why are they all survivors of Fusang country?"

In this nightmare-level scene, he met all the survivors of Fusang Kingdom, and basically none of the survivors of Huaxia had encountered them, which was very strange.

This has never happened in the past.

[It turns out that you are asking this, but it's actually very simple, that's because I helped you unlock the transnational restrictions, which means that when you participate in the maze scene in the future, you can match with foreign survivors. 】

[It can even be matched to enter the maze scene abroad.] 】

[The maze scene in each country is different, and the difficulty is completely different from that of Huaxia. 】

[Do you feel very surprised and surprised when you hear this news? 】

Gao Daqiang joked with a smile.

Zhang Fan: "......"

I surprise your grandma and your uncle.

The maze scene in this foreign country is different from the one in my own country.

He doesn't know anything about foreign cultures.

This is not a surprise at all, but a proper scare.

Of course, Zhang Fan didn't dare to really say these complaints.

If Gao Daqiang is angered, he will definitely not be able to live in the future.

The horror level of Gao Daqiang is definitely more terrifying than the previous system sister.

didn't continue to talk with Gao Daqiang, Zhang Fan was afraid that he couldn't help but scold the street.

......

After a long time, when Zhang Fan opened his eyes, he found that he was back in the world again.

It's still a familiar house, a familiar bedroom, and a familiar big bed, eh...... And familiar people.

Well?

Wait a minute?

Familiar people?

Zhang Fan sat up as soon as he sat up, turned on the screen of his mobile phone, and looked at it with the help of the faint light, and saw that on his left side, Bai Chenxi was lying, and on his right was lying Jiang Xiaohua.

They closed their eyes and slept peacefully.

Good guys, what does that mean?

Why did they all come to their room?

still remembers that when she participated in the maze scene, she deliberately let Bai Chenxi and Jiang Xiaohua go to sleep in another room.

But why did they appear here just after they returned to the world?

Could it be that they sneaked in after they left?

Zhang Fan swallowed his saliva, feeling very helpless.

But he still sighed, didn't say anything, but gently covered the quilt for them separately, and then slowly lay down again.

Glancing at the time, I found that it was only half past two in the morning.

In other words, it took him a total of two and a half hours to participate in the maze scene this time.

This came as a surprise to him.

After lying down, Zhang Fan recalled what happened in the Krakong Cave scene, and couldn't help frowning.

Parasitic spirits can no longer be used at will.

Because every time you use it, you lose a part of your humanity.

If this situation continues to develop, it must not be long before you completely lose all your emotions and desires and humanity as a human being.

Thinking about it, Zhang Fan felt a strong sleepiness in his face, and Zhang Fan finally couldn't hold on and slowly fell asleep.

Strange to say, after falling asleep, he had another dream.

I dreamed that Bai Chenxi took Jiang Xiaohua and Ma Ling'er and them, and lined up to wash their feet.

Good guys, what kind of dream is this?

Even queuing up to wash your feet dreamed?

The night passed in a hurry, and in the blink of an eye it was dawn.

Zhang Fan was woken up by a mobile phone alarm, he turned off his mobile phone with his eyes closed, and slowed down on the bed for a while before getting up.

Looking at the time, it was already half past eight in the morning.

After getting up, Zhang Fan didn't see Bai Chenxi and Jiang Xiaohua in the bedroom, opened WeChat to take a look, only to find that they had all gone to work.

Bai Chenxi is now a dance teacher in a kindergarten.

And Jiang Xiaohua inherited the industry of Maoshan incense candle shop and became a fortune teller feng shui boss.

Zhang Fan is good, now he is a jobless vagrant, he has no job, and he doesn't have much money.

Although he didn't want to say it himself, to be honest, it was indeed a bit like eating soft rice.

In the past, he didn't dare to think about eating soft rice or something, let alone do that.

Because, those are the things that little whitefaces love to do.

No, I seem to be a novice now......

Ahem, what kind of is this, I'm Zhang, but I'm a positive and good person.

I'm going to look for a job today, and I definitely don't eat soft rice.