Yu Xingzhou was not the only one with an indescribable expression. Not far away, Li Nan felt that the word "alive" made his eardrums hurt.
Under the devilish slogan, he suddenly came over and stopped the female player who was considering entering the dangerous room with Wen Shi after being invited.
"I'll take you in later." After saying that, Li Nan reminded Wen Shi: "There aren't many female players. If you bring even one in, the risk factor will increase."
Wen Shi, with three insect men and a Song Yan, is almost a suicide squad. With the addition of a female player, it will probably be difficult for them to get out.
Wen Shi was naturally aware of this. He said that before just to see if anyone was willing to come out and play with this female player. Yu Xingzhou would definitely have to take Xiaohua with him, and if there was really no one, he would have to take her himself.
"Get ready to go in." He said to the people around him.
"Man in the Mirror" is almost an open card of the game.
The owner said that the two attractions open today are "Man in the Mirror" and "Soul Screaming," proving that the Mirror House has other projects. The fact that they happened to be experiencing a specific species suggests that there's some manipulation behind the scenes by the game's will.
In this stage, once someone notices something unusual like Yu Xingzhou did, they will basically choose to encourage unfamiliar players to enter the absolute safe house to verify whether there are any aliens mixed in the team.
Unfortunately, Wen Shi was born with a rebellious nature. He went to the mountain where there was a tiger even though he knew it was there.
After confirming that someone was about to enter the Danger Room, the boss's smile widened as he explained what to do once inside. "This room is actually just an extra game of courage. Once inside, you need to walk in a circle. In turn, tap the shoulder of the person in front of you, call out their name, and ask, 'Are you there?' The person in front of you must answer, 'Yes.' Remember, never peek in the mirror while asking questions. Just keep walking in a circle and repeating this. Easy, isn't it?"
Wen Shi: "What would happen if I peeked?"
The boss hinted at expectations: "Legend has it that the person in the mirror will be called out and steal a random person's organs. When the person in the mirror appears, the game of courage will be paused. He will tell you a clue about the peeping person, and then the game will continue."
"There are two ways to leave the room. After each round, you can identify the peeping person. If you succeed, the door to the room will open. The other way is to wait for the candle in my hand to burn out."
The candle in the boss's hand hasn't burned much since he entered the door. It looks like it can last at least another half an hour.
Faced with that weird smile, Wen Shi did not deliberately delay time at the door.
After five people entered the narrow inner mirror room, the door closed automatically.
It was pitch black inside, and the bug man asked, "Can I use the flashlight on my phone?"
Wen Shi: "It's better not to."
The boss chose to use candles instead of lighting tools. Using external objects in the mirror room may be a death rule.
The insect man had other ideas: "If we don't play games and wait until the candles are lit outside..."
His voice grew weaker as he spoke, and he probably understood that this kind of sneaky behavior was fatal.
Wen Shi found a place to stand, and judged everyone's position from the sound of breathing. After making sure that everyone was standing properly, he said, "Start with me. Just do what needs to be done. Don't drag it out intentionally."
"Man in the Mirror" does not give any specific hints about the rules of death. All they need to do is cooperate and play the game well.
Darkness also has its advantages. At least you won't see those creepy mirrors. When you take a step forward, everyone feels their heart sink halfway along with the darkness.
"Lin Yao, are you there?" Wen Shi called out Song Yan's name in the copy.
"exist."
Song Yan's breathing was a little heavy. He patted someone's shoulder and said, "Zhao Yichen, are you there?"
"exist."
One after another, the last person patted Wen Shi's shoulder. After Wen Shi said that, there seemed to be some light in the small room.
"Mirror..." The insect player took a breath.
When the light source just appeared, the insect player glanced at the mirror and saw that a faint light was coming from the inside of the mirror.
A long-haired woman appeared in the mirror at some point. Her face was unnaturally stiff, as if her muscles had long lost their vitality. Her hair hung loose against her face. The most terrifying thing was her mouth, completely torn. Lipstick had smeared along the edges of her lips, forcing the curve of a smile.
Everyone felt a chill in their hearts. The appearance of the long-haired woman undoubtedly meant that someone had violated the rules.
As the only shadow among the five, Shadow Bug Man received the most attention. He hurriedly explained, "It's not me! Don't forget, I did everything to survive, that's why I turned into a bug."
He can't break the rules easily.
While the shadow insect man was desperately explaining, it seemed as if something stopped on his eyes. Because his legs were short, it was difficult for him to touch his eyes. When the itch in front of his eyes disappeared, one of the shadow insect man's eyes became blind.
"My eye! She took away the sight of my left eye." The shadow insect man was both sad and happy. He was happy because at least he could prove his innocence and he was not in cahoots with the person in the mirror.
In fact, this self-proof is not very convincing. For suspicious players, it is more like a self-torture tactic.
"Wait for clues first." The boy's voice was clear and gentle, with a power that could soothe people's hearts.
Everyone's attention shifted from mutual suspicion to the mirror.
The mirror was like an old TV at this moment. After a flash of black and white snow, a picture of a group of people sitting in a car and chatting gradually emerged.
Each figure was blurry, but one could still identify the woman in the mirror by her hairstyle. The entire scene lasted only five or six seconds. The woman desperately shook her head at the person behind her, but eventually she opened a travel bag, and the scene abruptly stopped.
The bug man saw something was wrong: "These seem to be the players who entered the dungeon earlier. They should be doing the quest to find the shadow."
It looked like the woman was being forced to unbox.
Wen Shi's expression was gloomy, as if he had confirmed something.
The woman in the mirror disappears, darkness falls, and the game begins again.
This time, the shadow bug man, who had poor eyesight, started first. He patted Wen Shi's shoulder and said, "Aaron, are you there?"
"exist."
Wen Shi continued to film Song Yan's questions.
"exist."
In less than half a minute, the second round was over.
The person in the mirror appeared again and took away the right eye of a bug man.
The remaining insect man's voice trembled, "What if it's my voice that's taken away next time? I won't even be able to respond."
This time, the mirror showed a longer scene, in which someone was groping the woman. She struggled desperately, but no one came to help. In desperation, the woman smashed the cup in her travel bag, picked up the shards, and slashed them hard against her mouth.
The man lost interest in the bloody scene and kept cursing.
The woman stared at the shards of glass in her hand, her spirit aroused. "No one can hear my screams, so what good is this mouth of mine?"
She widened the arc of the wound again.
Normally, finding clues in a ghost's life story and manner of death is the most effective way to deal with it. However, there are only two ways to stop this game: proving that the ghost is an act of God, and that her life story is a metaphor for the peeping Tom in the game of courage.
The game started for the third time, and Song Yan's palms were sweating.
The person in the mirror was clearly in a weak position on the train, indicating that he was either a novice player or a newcomer. Is this implying that the person peeping was himself or another newcomer?
"Lin Yao, are you there?"
As if he could see through Song Yan's thoughts, Wen Shi patted his shoulder very hard this time.
"...exist."
Another round ended, accompanied by a buzzing sound, and it was the turn of the new insect to have its left ear hearing removed.
There was no sympathy, but more suspicion in their eyes as they looked at the newcomer bug. They obviously thought of the hint that the peeper was a newcomer, and the bug's identity as a survivor was more suspicious than Song Yan.
This time, the person in the mirror did not directly show the scene of her previous life. As she spoke, blood kept dripping from the mirror.
"Someone's been peeking at me," the person in the mirror tilted his head. "Aren't you going to point it out?"
Wen Shi said decisively: "Thank you for the invitation."
"Why?"
"We're a team."
The person in the mirror seemed to be smiling even when she wasn't. Her eyes seemed to see through everything: "You are a very lucky person. This luck is enough to ensure that you will be the last one to have your organs removed. But your stubbornness is based on the sacrifices of others."
The person in the mirror then asked the others, "Want to vote?"
Unexpectedly, the insect man agreed with Wen Shi's opinion and prepared to go for a few more rounds.
The person in the mirror seemed surprised that such a stupid team decision actually received any response.
One of the insect people said, "You take organs from different people every time. If he's the last one, it's very likely that what was taken away was his voice."
The organ thieves in this copy are basically concentrated on the ears, eyes and vocal cords, and in the game of courage, taking away the voice is fatal.
So this luck value is also a scam in a sense.
However, they really don't know why Wen Shi didn't vote, and it is obvious that the two newcomers are the most suspicious.
The mirror image flashed, still showing the scene of the woman being bullied.
Unless they activate useful skills and find a backer in subsequent copies, many newcomers live worse than pigs and dogs in the virtual world, not to mention in the game.
But this time a very useful detail was added: the man threw a bottle of potion on the ground as if to get rid of a beggar.
A player who can't even afford a twenty-point potion is definitely a newbie.
Ignoring the conclusion thrown in front of him, Wen Shi only said two words: "Continue."
The game of courage begins again.
Wen Shi chose to bring all the Zerg in at once because they needed a backbone, liked to pin their hopes on others, and wouldn't start a fight until the very last moment. If it were anyone else, it would have been impossible to play this far.
Compared to their suspicion of the other party, the two newcomers have now fallen into deep self-doubt. Every time the game starts, their consciousness will be a little confused. When thinking back on it afterwards, they are not even sure whether they have peeked or not.
A round of the game ended in less than a minute.
Soon, the person in the mirror appeared again, and this time it was Song Yan's turn to become deaf in his right ear.
Man in the Mirror: "Vote?"
Wen Shi: "Continue."
Song Yan and the newcomer looked at Wen Shi in surprise at the same time. If they continued like this, there was a high probability that the other party's voice would be stolen in the next round.
However, this time Wen Shi was not as quiet as before. Before the man in the mirror gave a clue, he suddenly said, "When I was a newbie, the first dungeon boss I fought was half a true spirit."
It's not a lie, but it's not the truth either.
At that time, the Earl was not yet crazy and his power was not that strong.
But this opening successfully attracted the person in the mirror.
"The monster was a mental patient. We lived in the same castle. I had to treat him and even dine with him. Players in the same dungeon died one after another, and I was the only one who survived." Wen Shi spoke frankly, his words seemingly true. "Later, I was thrown into a mental hospital. Do you know how much pain a normal person would go through after being thrown into a mental hospital?"
Everyone, including the person in the mirror, imagined the story of Wen Shi being abused in the mental hospital.
"I was able to survive only because I did one thing: in the game, never believe the information forced upon you by the outside world. The more it repeats itself, the more you must refute it."
Wen Shi almost said it out loud that there was no one peeping at all, it was all just the game.
The person in the mirror was stunned for a moment. Isn't this nonsense?
She knew better than anyone that peepers were real.
However, the fledgling effect made Song Yan dependent on Wen Shi. He said with a pale face: "I don't know if I peeked. I really don't know."
This sentence is tantamount to self-destruction.
Wen Shi wasn't surprised at all. Instead, he said in a voice even more bewitching than the one in the mirror: "When you can't tell reality from fantasy, find something real to support you. I'm in the mental hospital, and I keep thinking about my dad. He never said I was abnormal."
Sincere eyes stared at Song Yan: "You can do this too."
Song Yan had been unconsciously imitating Wen Shi. When he heard this sentence, the first person he thought of was the person in front of him.
Only by squeezing people's emotions to the edge can these words be effective. Wen Shi has been waiting for such an opportunity. He is guiding Song Yan's worldview in another direction.
Trust me as you trust God.
If you want to imitate me, just keep imitating me.
To interrupt Wen Shi's nonsense, the person in the mirror began to play clues, but the clues she played this time didn't attract much interest. When the game of courage continued, Wen Shi took the initiative to ask to start with him, and patted Song Yan's shoulder lightly: "Lin Yao, are you there?"
"...Yes." If Song Yan's previous concern was whether he had peeked, and now it has shifted to the person behind him, what will he do?
The pair of hands patting his shoulders seemed to be able to convey the message brought by their owners.
Before he opened his mouth to say the next person's name, Song Yan's pupils darkened, as if he had finally made up his mind. His slender fingertips stabbed directly into his dark eyes. The moment the sharp pain came, all he could see was blood.
"Zhao Yichen, are you there?" Because of the pain, every word seemed to be squeezed out from the throat.
As a newbie bug, Zhao Yichen was also not sure whether he had peeked or not. He knew what happened behind him. When the blood spurted out, some of it splashed on his body.
"Yes." Zhao Yichen also poked his eyes out.
However, the insect man is basically analgesic, so he can't feel any pain.
The round was completed successfully, and the person in the mirror did not appear for the first time.
Everyone knew that the game was completely safe from this moment on.
In the darkness, a strong smell of blood spread, and before the boss's candle burned out, they still had to continue repeating the boring shouting of names.
Almost everyone was in a complicated mood, except Wen Shi.
He has always had some doubts about Song Yan.
Wen Shi's rapid adaptation to the game was inseparable from his father's subtle influence. It was impossible for a newcomer entering a unique copy for the first time to reach Song Yan's level in two days. But Wen Shi didn't think of it as a true spirit incarnation. Song Yan understood the meaning of words like "player" and "contrast cuteness" and was no different from people in the real world.
At first, he thought the other party was just an old player who had received some special mission and was disguised as a newcomer. It was not until the segment "Man in the Mirror" that Wen Shi really thought of the other party as the incarnation of the true spirit.
At the same time, another terrifying thought came out.
——Big eyes.
When the old lady came out, she didn't appear to be so outrageous as to shoot out nine suns, proving that the power of her body replicated through her big eyeballs was more powerful than one could imagine.
A power a hundred times stronger than that of the old lady, only a true spirit can achieve it.
Could Jian Qingrong also be the incarnation of the true spirit?
With this idea in mind, Wen Shi immediately set out towards truth, goodness and beauty!
He was willing to team up with the unloved Bug People, but at the cost of sacrificing one of their organs;
He risked his life to repeat the game to save Song Yan, but the price was Song Yan and the newcomer's eyes;
However, what Sunset Town lacks the least is plastic surgery hospitals. As long as you have money, lost organs can be returned in another form.
The rescued Song Yan will be a living example. Wen Shi can use him to know what choice is beneficial to Jian Qingrong. He is also Song Yan's most selfless example. He will acquiesce to or even guide Song Yan's imitation, so that the other party can gain more survival experience.
"We all have a bright future."
There was a cruel yet warm smile in Wen Shi's eyes.
After a while, the door finally opened again, and the bloody people crowded in the narrow room scrambled to get out.
The horrifying and fresh smell of blood made everyone outside think that someone was dead, but the next second five people walked out in an orderly manner.
Song Yan and a bug man were blinded. This scene was nothing to the players who were used to bloody plots. They were surprised that everyone survived.
Wen Shi gave Song Yan and the insect man several bottles of medicine, and exchanged them for gauze to bandage their eyes.
"It's very inconvenient to be blind. If we have a chance to save up some money in the next two days, we can go to a safer plastic surgery hospital. If not, do the mission closer to me."
Qian Lai also moved to Wen Shi's side: "Brother, tell me quickly, what's inside?"
The people around also pricked up their ears to listen.
Wen Shi summarized it: "It's pretty much the same as what the boss said. It's a name-calling game, and you can't peek during the game. Some players will be controlled and unconsciously peek at the mirror, but I think everyone plays it differently after entering."
The game he was running was practically putting the newcomers on the spot, with a clear purpose. If the other groups had chosen to enter the dangerous room, they would probably have experienced something completely different.
Qian Lai was also a little panicked and asked quietly, "Do you think I will be targeted by something like that?"
The place full of mirrors made him very uneasy.
Wen Shi shook his head firmly.
During last night's escape, he'd been curious about why he'd been targeted before Qian Laiye, even though Qian Laiye had been the first to discover the existence of True Spirits and the one who had inspired him to discover them. If there were any differences between the two, it was that he was more prone to causing trouble, and Qian Laiye's preference for True Spirits to manifest as objects like mirrors.
This kind of cognition puts the other party's discovery in a Schrödinger state, discovering but seeming not to have discovered, and has no impact on the direction of the entire copy.
Wen Shi's negative answer finally brought some comfort to Qian Lai. He walked towards Li Nan, preparing to go in with them later.
"Tilt your head up a little."
Layers of gauze were wrapped around the back of Song Yan's head. Although he could no longer see anything, there seemed to be a layer of red flesh membrane in front of his eyes. Through that thin flesh membrane, the warmth in front of him gave him a feeling of light.
The dependence brought by imitation was impossible to get rid of, as it was the straw he grabbed several times when he was drowning.
[Hint: Song Yan's faith in you increases by +1.]
"Congratulations on your achievement - Clay Buddha."
Wen Shi was stunned for a moment, then clicked on the property panel to check further.
[Clay Buddha: You are like a useless statue, unable to protect itself, yet strangely possessing a wisp of faith. Ghosts associated with mirrors have a 70% chance of avoiding you when they see you.]
Faith degree.
It was the first time that Wen Shi heard this kind of description.
Is this the unique ability of the True Spirit Clone? Just a one-point increase can give him a record.
So is Jian Qingrong the incarnation of the true spirit?
He saved Song Yan, and Song Yan returned one percent of his faith. He saved Jian Qingrong... and Jian Qingrong responded with a hundred percent warning favorability.
"Sure enough, my sister is right." Wen Shi sighed as he tied the gauze. Anyone who could react when their chin was lifted by the tip of a sword was a pervert. He decided to buy a book on ideology and morality for the little scarecrow to read more.
The boss is waiting at the door. Only after everyone has completed the "Man in the Mirror" segment can they go to call the soul back.
During this time, Wen Shi observed the tour guide's expression. Song Yan's survival and eye injury did not cause her any emotional fluctuations. It seemed that the tour guide was not aware of it.
Wen Shi found a place to sit cross-legged and meditate.
If the person in the mirror is one of the real players who was wiped out, and she, also a newcomer, was also once an incarnation of the True Spirit? Creating so many incarnations and letting them be bullied, what kind of evil is this?
On this point, Wen Shi did not compare Jian Qingrong with them.
Jian Qingrong was unfortunate as an experimental subject, but he possessed a rebellious spirit that the newcomer and the man in the mirror did not have. If Wen Shi had not finally calculated the other party's favorability, the world where that copy was located would have collapsed.
The boss changed the candle, and the light of the candle was like a fleeting shadow, which made people dizzy if they looked at it for a long time.
Wen Shi closed his eyes. Too many chaotic thoughts were entangled in his mind. In addition, his illness had not yet fully recovered, and the fatigue temporarily destroyed his energy to think about the problem.
He decided to take a short rest to keep enough energy for the next step.
The sound of even breathing soon rang out in the quiet mirror room.
After being seen, the player muttered in shock: "How heartless!"
In a life-threatening situation, he could actually sleep.
After an unknown amount of time, Wen Shi felt a chill in his throat. He opened his eyes and was met with a sneer from the young man. The latter pressed a steel pipe against his throat and said, "Since you like to sleep so much, I can send you to a long and peaceful sleep."
Wen Shi held the steel pipe with sleepy eyes and said, "Give me a hand."
When the boy retracted the steel pipe, Wen Shi leaned forward and stood up. He let go of his hand and looked around.
The female players in the team were still there. Qian Laiye and Xiaomin had minor injuries, but the crew cut was the worst hit, losing half of his hand. He had originally planned to call a shadow with the burned player and leave for the safe house together, but seeing that no one else in the team was doing the same, he decided to take a gamble and go the risky route.
If you go in with the boss, your life safety will be more easily guaranteed, and you can also slightly reverse your selfish image. Why not do it?
Only Xiaohua's shadow remained in the shadow. All the men in the shadow had gone to the safe house unharmed.
Wen Shi raised his eyebrows. It seemed that Xiaohua's skills were very powerful, otherwise her shadow would not have survived.
The boss led the group forward. Wen Shi gently pushed the door of the dangerous room as they passed. In the dim candlelight, he saw several more faces disappearing in the mirror inside. Even in the dim light, he could feel the fear emanating from them. The increasingly blurred bodies seemed to be pounding the mirror, completely transformed into the people in the mirror.
When the boss pushed open a door and continued walking forward, a strange smell hit him from the other side.
This smell is familiar to everyone: the stench of a corpse.
The small box that the boss had been holding in one arm came in handy. He asked everyone to come over and get an antique mirror.
In this windowless, airless place, the stench of decay fermented and spread. Wen Shi felt that he might need a mask even more. Covering his nose and moving forward, everyone finally saw the source of the corpse stench.
Four red candles more than one meter high stood on the ground. A white skeleton was glued to the side of each candle with wax. The dead person was holding the candle with both hands, and there was a terrifying sense of art standing there.
"Four people holding a candle." Qian Lai also knew a lot about various unconventional ghost stories.
Wen Shi: "What do you mean?"
"The body's internal organs are hollowed out, and wax is glued to the shell. It's said that lighting a candle can lend the dying person some extra life. Those whose lifespans have been wasted cannot find relief and will remain in the world for a long time, searching for a scapegoat."
"…"
What kind of perverted legend is this?
The boss smiled and said, "Now we're going to play a psychic game. Form groups of four. All you have to do is hold a mirror and stand in front of a pillar. Look through the mirror at the world behind you. Remember, don't blink. After looking for ten seconds, say, 'I see you, come out.'"
It sounded like a suicidal move. While most people were still studying the mirror pattern the boss had given them, wondering if there were any hints of hidden rules on it, the young man suddenly thrust a steel pipe against the burned player's back and said, "You go first."
The burned player's face changed, and just as he was about to refuse, he saw that everyone in the shadow team was giving him a warning look.
Taking human lives to test the rules is the most convenient way.
The burned player subconsciously wanted to ask for help from the other players, but Xiaohua only responded coldly: "Just go if I tell you to. Don't waste time."
The guy with the crew cut shrank his neck when he saw this. He had managed to save some points in his impression before, so he shouldn't be used for experiments.
Players need to use the rules to attack the burned player, but the shadow does not need to. When attacked from both sides, the burned player can only move forward.
Unexpectedly, Wen Shi also walked out.
The burned player suddenly felt a little hopeful. The other party loved to meddle in other people's affairs and save people, and this time might be the same. He quickly apologized for what happened in the past two days and asked, "Did you find anything?"
Wen Shi just smiled mysteriously on purpose.
"What are you pretending for?" The burned player cursed in his heart. He had good observation skills and immediately began to ponder the surrounding environment.
The boss didn't clear the area. Instead, groups of four came forward to call out for the souls, as if he was replacing one batch of scapegoats with another batch without repetition. It was very strange.
Before the burned player could prepare, two more people came forward, both newcomers.
Song Yan seemed to have no natural fear of mirror-related strange stories. When he was playing the courage test game before, he was only worried about whether he was peeking at this point.
"I saw you, come out quickly." After Song Yan stopped, he directly repeated his boss's words.
Nothing happened.
Half a minute passed, and he curled his lips. "Isn't this nonsense? How can I possibly see it?"
The two bloody holes under the gauze exuded silent irony.
The second one was the newcomer bug. The same situation happened after he shouted. The mirror was as quiet as a chicken.
This made the onlookers look at each other in uncertainty. In this case, wouldn't it be enough to just close their eyes?
The boss frowned. Logically speaking, even if he was really blind, it would not affect the soul-calling process.
When it was Wen's turn, he was the only healthy one among the four, and could be said to be the most valuable for reference.
The tour guide regained hope. One should still have dreams. What if this plague god died in the screaming soul?
"I saw you," Wen Shi looked at the mirror in his hand for a moment and said expressionlessly, "Come out quickly."
He had some ideas. The earlier he played this step, the safer it was. However, Wen Shi felt that he could even save himself some trouble. With a clay Buddha's record and 2B luck, the chances of successfully calling back the soul in one go were doomed to be slim.
There were no surprises and no horrific scenes happened.
Time and again, even the terrifying atmosphere created by the four people holding candles disappeared, and everyone had an inopportune thought: Boss, are you not capable enough?
"..." The tour guide, whose dream was shattered in an instant, looked at the boss with a sad look.
The burned player thought it was a bug and was about to shout, but he heard a giggle from the side and his shoulders shook inexplicably.
Wen Shi finally understood why Yugi liked "hee" so much. This word really has magical power.
The burned player got scared again. Seeing that the boss was still in shock and didn't urge him, he stared at the mirror intently, trying to see something.
Song Yan stood there, trying to find a way to be happy: "Being blind is not without its advantages."
The newcomer bug also nodded.
Wen Shi said calmly, "You will see the light again. Don't forget what is popular in Sunset Town." Finally, he thought of something and chuckled softly, "Don't worry. Even if you are trapped in danger thousands of times before this, I will always lend a hand to rescue you."
Especially Song Yan.
This incarnation of the true spirit who had a trace of faith in him was a perfect template, allowing him to accumulate experience for Jian Qingrong and make preparations early.
"Poor, brainless scarecrow." Wen Shi murmured.
He didn't have much hope that the Scarecrow would get his brain back. The ticket to the Mermaid Coast implicitly revealed a fact: the Scarecrow's shadow had gone to a faraway place.
The scarecrow didn't even have the money to ask the turtle man to tell his fortune, let alone take a ride.
…
It's a nice day outside today.
The walking Six Hundred Thousand followed the scent of the pendant and successfully found the Mirror House.
It is no longer a scarecrow. With the help of the stolen evolutionary fluid, the little scarecrow has achieved alienation. Because it only has one big eyeball, it has evolved into a complete animal form.
The scarecrow's body was placed in the box, and the large eyeballs were arranged very well. The scarecrow's body could not be destroyed by ordinary external forces, which clearly showed its uniqueness. Later, Wen Shi would use this to collect the bounty. The money he got was enough to make them rich in Sunset Town.
The big eyes that already had a mouth showed a hint of anticipation, "I wonder what he will say when he sees me."
You're back.
Great, you're okay.
Or the name being called out.
Each one seems to cause neurons to feel subtle stimulation.
"He will say, ugly rejection." The cold voice came mercilessly, it was from the girl waiting outside the mirror house.
The girl can see the essence through the phenomenon. To put it bluntly, she can identify who a person is by his breath.
She preferred bloody and brutal scenes, but her aesthetic taste was not abnormal. The girl stared at the suddenly appeared animal for a long time, then turned to look at the original body and asked with a difficult to understand look: "Why don't you persuade him?"
The old lady was silent.
The clear eyes that were inconsistent with his age looked at the little octopus next to him for a long time, and then he sighed deeply.
To be honest, this little octopus can't be considered ugly. Its unique big eyes give it a hint of mystery. If you look at it for a long time, it's like looking directly at the ocean, which can easily breed a fear of the deep sea.
But this thing has nothing to do with beauty.
The octopus actually spoke in a deep and magnetic voice, and slowly explained: "Octopuses are born with three hearts and nine brains. Three hearts and nine brains can maximize my IQ."
In addition, he has eight tentacles, and his tentacles are like human hands, with super-high sensitivity.
The octopus, who was rich and had nine brains, stole a black top hat for himself. He exuded the old-fashioned feeling of a country gentleman. He stood at the door, quietly waiting for Wen Shi to appear.
Wen Shi, I'm back!