After hearing Li Shiming's explanation, Chen Zhi felt horrified. This kind of thing was simply unbelievable, and he couldn't see any way out.
Li Shiming also fell silent. As a senior otaku, he naturally did not think that there was really no life or death here. Otherwise, the existence of this world would be unnecessary. The "gods" or "devils" behind it could be easily wiped out.
Drop them.
Since this world has been deliberately shaped, there must be something it wants.
Maybe you like to see their struggles and fears, maybe you like to see their wisdom and courage, maybe you want to stimulate their potential.
No matter which one they are, they are destined not to be disposable products, at least a very small number of them will not be disposable products.
Moreover, Li Shiming felt that no matter how powerful the "god" or "demon" behind this was, it might not be able to pull people in unscrupulously. Just like in the novel, certain conditions must be met, such as violent death...
In other words, they are also scarce resources.
Therefore, there must be a way to survive, they just need to find it.
Chen Zhi looked at Li Shiming who was deep in thought and couldn't help but feel that he looked a bit like Chu Xuan in "Infinite Horror" or Feng Bujue in "Thriller Paradise".
Yeah, the fattened and widened version.
Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, Chen Zhi caught sight of something, which was piled on the ground next to the table for the spirit seance ceremony.
By the dim candlelight, Chen Zhi walked over carefully and found that it was a rope.
"Li Shiming, when we came here before, was there a rope here?" Chen Zhi turned his head and looked at Li Shiming in confusion.
"Rope? What rope?" Li Shiming stood up with difficulty and looked at Chen Zhi doubtfully.
When Li Shiming saw the rope in front of Chen Zhi, his face suddenly turned pale.
"What's wrong?" Chen Zhi felt the changes in Li Shiming, and the muscles on his face twitched.
"Rope, rope..." Li Shiming's body trembled slightly: "Dean, this is where he was hanged!"
"Ah!" Chen Zhi was so frightened that he hurriedly took a few steps back and stayed away from the rope.
But then, Chen Zhi felt his back hit something. It wasn't a wall, it seemed to be a person...
In the corridor on the fourth floor, Zhang Ya looked at Meng angrily.
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Nan, his eyes were full of coldness.
"What are you going to do!" Zhang Ya's voice was so cold that it seemed like it could freeze into ice.
"What are you doing? I have to say that your acting skills are much better than those of Zhixian and Charlotte." Meng Nan walked behind the wheelchair and gently grabbed the handle of the wheelchair: "I'm afraid they can't even think of killing Wu Xin.
It’s actually always by our side.”
"What do you mean?" Zhang Ya asked.
"Stop pretending. Although your acting skills are better than theirs, there are still many flaws." Meng Nan said lightly: "It's really interesting that the ghosts in this world can disguise themselves as, well, survivors like us. This is really
A bad taste."
"Flaw?" After hearing Meng Nan's words, Zhang Ya knew that she had been exposed, and her face returned to calm.
"That's right." Meng Nan nodded: "First, the time on your arm."
At this moment, the time on Meng Nan's arm has become 42:58:59, while Zhang Ya's is 35:02:30.
"I've seen other people, and our seconds are all in base 60. Only yours is in base 100. You just saw the numbers on our arms and made a copy without any intention." Meng Nan stopped.
He stopped and said, "Second, when everyone has just arrived on the second floor and is still observing the holy water, you have already gone directly to the door of the dean's office."
"So there are these problems." Zhang Ya nodded.
"The most important thing is that you are too cold. You are cold to everyone, but when you see Zhixian and Charlotte, you actually take the initiative to talk to them." Meng Nan said calmly: "This is too suspicious.
.”
"No way, the lines are determined." Zhang Ya said, the hospital gown on her body gradually faded away, her long black hair turned snow white, and at the same time continued to stretch, like a snake, it gradually wrapped around Meng Nan's wrist.
: "Do you really think this can restrict me?"
At the same time, the surrounding doors kept shaking, and pairs of black eyes appeared in the door's looking glass, staring closely at Meng Nan, as if they wanted to eat him...
On the second floor, Chen Zhi rushed out of the dean's office with a pale face, as if his heart was about to burst.
Fortunately, the person in the dean's office is not the dean himself. Maybe the dean is still waiting for them in 402 at this moment.
Inside the dean's room is Captain Ha Jun, a captain in the era of terror, a man obsessed with profit, who was hanged alive by the dean in the movie.
Just like a courtyard
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Like hanging him, the captain hanged Li Shiming alive in front of Chen Zhi's eyes.
"Escape, escape!" This was the only thought in Chen Zhi's mind.
At this moment, the door of the dean's office opened again, and a figure slowly "floated" out, it was Ha Jun.
Chen Zhi's mind went blank and he rushed down the stairs, but Ha Jun followed closely and floated down together.
As soon as he got down to the first floor, Chen Zhi saw four figures guarding the door at a glance. They were still guarding there.
Chen Zhi gritted his teeth and hid in a nearby room, pressing his back tightly against the door and covering his mouth with his hand, for fear of being discovered by He Jun.
Suddenly, the light in the room that had been broken for who knows how long turned on, flickering.
With the flickering light, Chen Zhi saw the files on the ground. These files were wet with water. There were also many broken utensils on the ground, such as syringes, droppers, etc.
The lights flickered, and Chen Zhi suddenly saw a white figure standing in the corner not far away. His body stood in a strange posture, and there was a long cut on his chest, from his neck to his lower abdomen.
"Cut, disembowel the ghost!" Chen Zhi felt as if his heart was about to pop out of his throat.
The lights flashed again, and the disembowelment ghost seemed to be getting closer to Chen Zhi.
Chen Zhi grabbed it aside with trembling hands. He didn't know what he was touching, but he always felt that he should find something to protect himself.
The lights flashed again, and the disembowelment ghost had arrived in front of Chen Zhi, and a pair of pale hands grabbed Chen Zhi's face.
"Ah!" Chen Zhi yelled, and the thing he grabbed in his hand suddenly stabbed out, directly hitting the wound of the disembowelment ghost.
Only then did Chen Zhi see that what he had caught was clearly a dead chicken, covered in unknown mucus and exuding a faint stench.
However, Chen Zhi didn't care about this anymore, and beat the chest of the disembowelment ghost with all his strength, and actually beat the chest of the disembowelment ghost open.
"Crash." As the wound opened, a foul smell came out from the belly of the disemboweled ghost. The sticky yellow liquid splashed on Chen Zhi's face, and various organs fell to the floor.
"Plop." The disembowelment ghost sat on the ground. Chen Zhi suddenly opened the door behind him and was about to escape.
However, at this moment, four figures were standing at the door, looking at Chen Zhi with smiles...
