But the evolution rate has indeed increased, and it has increased by 10 percentage points at a time like last time. It cannot be that Dr. Wu really did something else in the potion.
Of course, it's not necessarily a problem with the potion. The previous Holy Sword Club players left a mark on him, and the other party is also a super evolver. There may be other foreshadowings.
Xu Huo raised his head and looked at the player with a severed finger in front of him. He was also resting.
However, Xu Jinfeng suddenly woke up after dozing off for a while. Seeing that Xu Huo was not sleeping either, he turned his body sideways to avoid facing him head-on.
Xu Huo squinted for a while and then it was time, and the people in the carriage took a break.
He got up and moved his body, walked to the back of the carriage and lit a cigarette.
The rising smoke slightly blurred his vision. He looked at the people in the carriage one by one, and when he saw the player who had always smoked staring at him, he handed over the remaining half pack of cigarettes.
The man reached out to take it, and simply walked to the back and stood side by side with him to smoke. Then he announced his door, "You Si."
The two of them didn't have any unnecessary conversation. After smoking a cigarette, they each returned to their seats.
Before turning off the lights, the players in the carriage began to take potions.
"I can't stand it anyway, and I can't sleep during the day, so I might as well take some medicine." Xiao Xianglin smiled and said to Xu Huo, "Don't worry, brother, I will definitely call you if you accidentally fall asleep."
The sky outside quickly turned dark, and in just a few breaths, I fell into complete darkness.
During the day, Xu Huo changed places with Xiao Xianglin and sat next to the window. He observed the other players in the dark. Except for the man in the raincoat, everyone else was also on guard.
"...Wang Sen just escaped from the mass graves and caught the last bus that happened to be parked at the stop sign. He tremblingly took out two dollars and put them into the ballot box. He was just about to find a seat and punched
I hit my thighs that kept shaking, but I heard the driver say: 'Young man, your money can't be used.'"
Click.
The female player stopped her watch.
After a while, Xiao Xianglin asked: "Why don't you let me go?"
"I'm afraid of disturbing everyone's rest," the female player laughed.
"Why don't you let it go?" Xiao Xianglin said curiously, "Why can't his money be used?"
The female player started playing again, "How can there be a counterfeit bill for two yuan? Even if it's a counterfeit, it's better to get a hundred! Wang Sen was about to defend when he heard the driver say: 'Get off the car if you don't have any money.'"
"Wang Sen didn't want to get out of the car. He looked from a distance and saw a faint ghost fire in the depths of the woods, which seemed to be approaching. He immediately hugged the seat and shamelessly said: 'I'll give you a hundred when you turn around, if you can't get out of the car even if you kill me!'"
"As the bus started driving, Wang Sen saw the mass graves getting further and further away. Wang Sen breathed a sigh of relief and turned back to look at the fare box. He saw that except for the two banknotes he threw in, the rest were all paper money!"
"Look at the driver in the driving position. He is sitting like a dummy with his arms motionless, but the car can turn automatically. There are several people in front of him waving to stop the car, and the ones waving in their hands are actually paper money!"
"Wang Sen was trembling and didn't dare to shout. He only reached for the window. However, more than a dozen passengers sitting behind him stretched their heads in unison. A pale hand reached out from the back seat and grabbed him.
shoulder: 'Yo, there's a living person here!'"
The story ended abruptly here, and the female player applauded with great interest: "Wonderful!"
The rhythm reaches its highest point and suddenly stops, leaving endless imagination.
"This ghost story is really boring. What's the point of having nothing to lose?" Xiao Xianglin muttered.
"Everyone can guess the ending. It's boring to tell it directly." The female player said enthusiastically, "It's like reading a novel. Compared with the protagonist's ending, the process of developing to this ending is more curious. Anyway, I know
He's going to die."
"No..." Xu Jinfeng said suddenly: "Is there something wrong with my eyes? I just saw someone waving outside."
"How could there be someone waving near the track?" Even though they knew it was impossible, the others subconsciously looked in his direction. It was pitch black outside the track, and the scenery did not change much from the places they passed during the day.
"I really saw it just now, two people holding paper money." Xu Jinfeng stood up suddenly and pointed his sword at the female player, "It was you who did it!"
"Be smart, I told the ghost story in front of everyone." The female player looked around alertly, "Is this another hallucination after falling asleep?"
"Ah..." A shrill scream suddenly came from the front, and then the closed door of the carriage in front was opened. A player with blood on his head rushed to the front door of the carriage where Xu Huo was, beating the window desperately, "Open the door!
Help!"
The female player and the burly player sitting in front immediately stepped back. The locked car door may not be secure, but no one would actually step forward to block the door at this time.
But the next second, the person at the front door seemed to be dragged away, and suddenly disappeared downwards. The burly player stood close and took a look, and then said: "The person is dead."
The man lost his breath when he was dragged down. It was not clear what was dragging him away, but the skin on the man's back from his shoulders to his buttocks was completely peeled off.
Then there was no sound from the front again. For safety reasons, Xu Huo and the burly player moved two tables to block the door.
"What's the use of two iron plates?" said the female player.
"It's better than doing nothing." Xu Huo answered.
Xiao Xianglin and Xu Jinfeng also felt that what he said was reasonable, so they came over and used props to help nail the table to the car wall.
They simply stopped sitting and stood at the front door until dawn.
After the light came on, Xu Huo immediately went to check the car in front.
The car door was not closed last night. As soon as he opened it, a player came to the front door of the car. It was the cross-legged meditator he had seen in the car before. After the two met, they each checked the situation of the car at the door.
All players in this carriage are dead.
The corpses from the first night were piled in the corner and covered with white cloth. They were all killed by sharp weapons. Their death conditions were not ugly, and there were no missing parts of their bodies.
But those who died last night were a bit miserable.
Two people were chopped into three sections, with their organs spilled all over the floor. One was probably bitten to death. His right cheek and neck were missing. There was a hole in his chest, his heart was gone, and half of his face and eyes were left.
He opened his eyes angrily, as if the emotion from the moment before his death had not dissipated.
There was also the man whose back was skinned last night. He was lying in the middle of the aisle, and the blood stains left by dragging could be seen in front of him.
Xu Huo walked in and checked his body. There were no scratches or strangulation marks, but the body leaning next to him was covered with scratches and bite marks. The blood vessels in his hands were ruptured, leaving large pools of coagulated blood.
After checking the man's body, he frowned slightly: the cause of death turned out to be excessive blood loss.
This chapter has been completed!