Maybe it was Meng Zhi's companionship for so many days that made him unloaded, or maybe it was because the new virus was about to be put into experiments that made him excited.

Troboko told Meng Zhi about his family.

"Our family was cursed by God – we did not live to be forty years old. Others call us inherently evil. ”

"Heh, we just want to live, our noble Troboko family is worth more than the lives of those untouchables."

"As long as two hundred people die, the curse can be transferred, and my father has sacrificed a hundred people for me, and he himself is among them." He licked the corners of his mouth, and Meng Zhi thought that if he had a dry mouth, she wouldn't mind pressing his head down the toilet bowl to moisten it.

Meng Zhi reminded coldly: "The cake is ready." ”

Li Wenjing came out of the kitchen pushing a gorgeous big cake and beckoned Troboko to go down.

He went down with a smile on his face, step by step, like an angelic demon.

Meng Zhi stood on the fourth floor, the birthday star didn't eat a bite of cake, the residents ate happily, and Li Wenjing herself ate a lot.

It was a lively day, Meng Zhi looked out the window, the sun was blocked by clouds, and Troboko made sure that everyone present except him and Meng Zhi had eaten the cake before going upstairs.

"Feiyun, the first time I saw you, I knew that you were definitely not one of those people who had no brains and would only refute my hard work," perhaps because today was his birthday, Troboko rarely became emotional, "It's a pity that you started to focus on Gerry and photography, and I didn't have the right opportunity to make friends with you." ”

Meng Zhi followed him to the laboratory, where bed after bed of corpses were neatly placed.

He handed the needle to Meng Zhi: "Come with me." ”

Meng Zhi sighed, thinking about refusing, but his body took the initiative to walk towards one of the corpses, and there was a burst of excitement in his brain.

It seemed that Cheng Feiyun was very interested in these human experiments at that time, and he couldn't wait to take the photos in his heart.

He has become fascinated by photography.

Meng Zhi injected the terrifying virus into the human body, one after another, and she and Troboko seemed to be tacit friends at this moment.

……

The change began, and when Meng Zhi came out in the next few days, almost no one went downstairs to move, obviously there was still a lot of laughter and laughter here a few days ago, and there was only silence left at this moment.

"Click." In a small room on the first floor, Li Wenjing pressed the handle and came out to find something to eat.

She lost a lot of hair, green spots on her face, sunken eyes, and long pointed teeth.

When she saw Meng Zhi, she pulled a smile that was more ugly than crying: "Mr. Cheng." ”

In the entire apartment, only Meng Zhi and Troboko are normal people, and Li Wenjing has become like this and has not acted yet, probably waiting for an opportunity.

In fact, someone knocked on Troboko's door in the early stages of the disease.

He was already yellow and thin, and his body was eroded and dilapidated by "green grains": "Please save me!" ”

Troboko tore the householder's fingers apart one by one, and then smiled condescendingly: "Help? I opened the apartment at the top of the hill to isolate the news. You will all be remembered by me, so die obediently. ”

He spoke in such a gentle and warm tone, but in the eyes of this resident, it looked like a death sentence.

He died of being so excited.

But soon, the dead man got up from the ground again, staggered away from the fourth floor, and locked himself in his room.

One person, two people, three people......

Troboko dismissed the servants, opening every door and dragging the bodies out for disposal.

Now these dead occupants are acting like zombies, only obeying Troboko's orders.

To say that he has no antibodies, Meng Zhi is the first to believe it.

Because these things that lose value are like bites when they see a living person!

Li Wenjing was not included in these people, and she disappeared.

"A little bug ran away," Troboko continued, with some pity, but calmly, "but it doesn't matter, she can't run away now." ”

The thunderstorm fell with a bang, and he stood in the rain with open arms and laughed: "Curse has come!" Hahahaha! ”

Meng Zhi took a picture of him expressionlessly.

Silly boy, I'm so happy to have him.

Troboko ordered the dead occupants to be buried in the flat ground northwest of the apartment, and buried thirty of them in all, leaving the rest like garbage above the graves.

Then he knelt down in the circle and cried and laughed at the raindrops: "Enough, God, please transfer the curse to her, and I will gain immortality!" ”

Meng Zhi stood on the top floor of the apartment and filmed this scene in the rain, "Now he got his wish, right?" ”

She took all the photos that Cheng Feiyun wanted to take the most.

Suddenly, an emaciated figure burst out of the woods, and she ran very fast, holding a knife in her hand and stabbing Troboko in the chest.

Meng Zhi's eyes were dark, and his eyelids were as heavy as lead.

[Random Mission: ...... Complete Cheng Feiyun's wish and the mission is successful! 】

When she opened her eyes again, she was still at the prom.

Lu Xiao was in a hurry, and he didn't know if this newcomer could come out of the illusion, this was the most pinnacle illusion of the B-rank, and everyone would be forced to pull it in.

What's more, the mission that the game publishes in Mirage is wrong! If you can't see through and find the real task me, they will get lost in the piano music as soon as it stops.

And she is A-level, and she has a resistance prop in terms of mental power, which is more than enough to resist this kind of small environment.

But Meng Zhi is not necessarily.

Seeing that Meng Zhi was the first to come back to her senses, Lu Xiao excitedly threw herself into her arms.

As soon as she came out, she was hugged by a bear, and before Meng Zhi's mind could turn, she rubbed Lu Xiao's hair and looked at the man playing the piano.

She is really too familiar with this back, compared to Cheng Feiyun in the past few days, he has not been in vain.

The Cheng Feiyun who pulled her into the illusion and asked her to play it was him.

At the end of the melodious and smooth song, the players who are addicted to the illusion and can't get out are already crowded, and the rest are terrified and frightened.

"Why are you dead?"

"Help! I'm going down the mountain! I don't want to live here anymore! The man who said this suddenly spat blood from his mouth, and died without seeing it.

"What about the person in charge? Where did the person in charge go? ”

After Cheng Feiyun finished playing, he opened the door and rushed into the acid rain and disappeared.

Li Wenjing appeared slowly, and then smiled: "Don't panic, everyone, it's raining acid outside, and everyone has no protective measures, so they can't go out for the time being." ”

"Then how do you count this dead man!" Ai Lu lifted the hem of her skirt and said angrily, "Person in charge Li, you didn't tell us that at the beginning, look at how many people have died in the past few days!" ”

Li Wenjing's eyes sank instantly, she glanced at Meng Zhi, and then said coldly: "Of course I know, but you should also know what to do next." ”

The conversation between the two is like a dumb fight, and the meaning is all up to them to guess.