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Chapter 277 Flaws!

Chapter 277 Flaw!

In the dark night, a rabbit appeared in the sunflower field on the roadside.

It has all the characteristics of a rabbit in Goethe's cognition.

However, its size is about the size of a medium-sized dog.

Moreover, the red eyes are like small light bulbs at night.

roar!

With a roar that a rabbit would never have, this rabbit rushed towards Goethe at an extremely fast speed, which had already exceeded the speed of ordinary rabbits.

More importantly, when the rabbit pounced, Goethe's [heart] began to judge again.

Goethe raised his eyebrows.

Seeing the judgments passed one by one, he gave up the idea of ​​raising his leg and kicked it, but raised his hand and pulled out the [Blade of Blood Torture] from the luggage bag.

Clang!

Turning around, the scarlet sword blade passed over the rabbit's body with a trembling sound.

puff!

The rabbit's body flew forward for several meters in the air, split into two, and fell to the ground.

But no blood flowed out, but the body became much shriveled.

Buzz!

[Blade of Blood Torture] hummed happily.

[Blood-eating]!

By swallowing the blood of the slain, the physical strength of the sword holder is restored, making the blade stronger and sharper. When it reaches its limit, it can also upgrade the [Blade of Blood Abuse].

Goethe certainly knew this.

It's just that he never thought that [Blade of Blood Torture] would have such a big reaction after killing a rabbit.

Look at the rabbit's body on the ground.

Is this really a rabbit?

Goethe was full of doubts.

Then, he controlled the last [Blood Crow Spirit] and began to hover under the night sky.

He needs more clues.

He wants to find the rabbit's nest.

Wherever you go, there will be traces.

Goethe firmly believed in such words.

Especially a rabbit of such size.

In fact, [Blood Crow Spirit] quickly found the 'traces' left by the rabbit, and along these traces, Goethe controlled the third [Blood Crow Spirit] to move forward along the traces.

Soon, he passed through the sunflower field and came to a dry forest.

It is less than 10 meters away from the sunflower field, but compared with the vibrant sunflower field, this place is completely dead.

The original big tree in the sky is withered.

The ground is dry sand and gravel.

But it is precisely because of this that the traces on the ground are clearer.

With the help of [Blood Crow Spirit]'s vision, Goethe saw the end of the trace at a glance: a similarly withered tree, but much taller and thicker than the other trees, requiring at least five people to hug it.

At the root of the tree, there is a tree hole.

This is where the rabbit trail begins.

[Blood Crow Spirit] dived in and got in.

Then, with the help of the eyes of [Blood Crow Spirit], Goethe saw a backpack, tattered clothes, firearms and other items.

"Is this the person who was eaten?"

Goethe's first reaction.

However, Goethe immediately discovered something was wrong.

There were no bones in the tree hole.

Not even a bit of bone residue.

With the size of a rabbit, it is impossible to 'eat' a human whole.

Moreover, even if it is 'eaten'.

It also needs to be excreted, right?

There was rabbit excrement on one side of the tree hole, but there were no human-like bones inside.

Could it be?

An idea appeared in Goethe's mind.

Immediately, Goethe took out the 'pendulum'.

He was going to divine his thoughts.

However, the 'pendulum' did not move.

Not only this problem, but other problems also have no response.

"The special environment has made the 'pendulum' completely useless?"

Goethe guessed, and then, he did not hesitate anymore, but controlled the [Blood Crow Spirit] to check the surroundings of the dry forest. After confirming that there was no danger, he picked up his backpack and walked towards the dry forest.

Compared to the "Paradise Hotel" which made him feel slightly uneasy and the "College" which made him extremely uneasy, the lifeless dry forest made Goethe feel more safe.

With the [Spirit of the Blood Crow] as his eyes, Goethe avoided the special 'sunflowers' in the sunflower field along the way. When he entered the dry forest, he felt relieved.

It was like a huge boulder weighing on my heart had been lifted.

Everyone felt much more relaxed.

Goethe quickened his pace and went straight into the tree hole.

He did not use lighting, but relied on his superhuman [body] and a glimmer of light at night to check the tree hole again.

The inside of the tree hole is extremely high.

Goethe did not need to bend down even when he was standing.

The torn clothes on the ground were no longer distinguishable.

The firearm was a very old-fashioned pistol in Goethe's opinion, but the pistol itself was brand new and well maintained. The magazine was filled with bullets. Goethe picked up the pistol, ejected the magazine and tried it. The trigger was normal and could be used easily.

Pull.

There is no doubt that this pistol fires freely.

Turning off the safety, Goethe inserted the old-fashioned pistol into his waist.

His eyes moved.

Next to the vintage pistol are three empty cans and a backpack.

There was no food in the can, and it was piled up there empty, without packaging, just an aluminum can.

The backpack next to it is full.

The backpack on the ground is for both shoulders, and the manufacturing process is quite clever. A layer of waterproof canvas covers the entire backpack. You only need to press the connecting buckle under the backpack, and the waterproof cloth will be automatically stored in the upper pocket of the backpack.

The exposed front of the backpack is made of a mixture of leather and cloth, which looks very wear-resistant and durable.

After Goethe unfastened the buckle on the top of the backpack, the contents of the backpack suddenly appeared in front of Goethe's eyes.

Cans, sachets of water, compressed biscuits.

Goethe checked them one by one and found that, like the previous cans, there was no writing on them.

A total of 4 cans, 4 sachets of water and 8 packs of compressed biscuits.

Other than that, it's...

Dynamite!

In the lower part of the food and water, sticks of explosives were arranged neatly, occupying most of the space in the backpack.

Goethe tore open a bag of compressed biscuits and smelled it. There was no peculiar smell. It was full of the smell of grease, nuts and flour. He broke off one piece and threw it into his mouth.

hard.

But when Goethe chewed it, it was crispy.

The taste is slightly sweet.

In such an environment, it's pretty good.

However, the taste of the small bag of water is a bit hard to describe. It does taste like water, but it doesn't taste like water. Instead, it tastes a bit like diluted oil.

But quench your thirst.

After just drinking a small bag, Goethe could feel that he was rehydrated several times.

"Special water?"

"Firearms, and this backpack."

Goethe's heart became more and more certain about his previous guess. He raised his hands and reached into the pockets on both sides of his backpack - when he just took out the can, he could clearly feel that there was something inside.

In the left pocket is a small package wrapped in brown paper.

In the right pocket is a notebook.

Opening the package, there was a map inside, depicting the 'college', 'Paradise Hotel', sunflower field, dry forest, and the river on the other side of the sunflower field.

The description is very simple and there are no text labels.

But notebooks are different.

It is written densely on it.

Goethe opened the first page——

I knew this mission wouldn't be that easy!

After going around in a big circle, it’s still the same damn place!

Why don't those bastards give up on that damn place?

Wouldn't it be nice to just let it stay there?

It won't come out to harm us?

On the contrary, its graduates are always so outstanding!

Although its graduates, everyone covets it!

I don't covet it, I fear it. I even started writing a diary, because, according to the information I bought through special channels, this ghost place is very special. People who enter here should develop the habit of writing a diary.

Otherwise, you may not be able to leave smoothly.



"You mean this ghost place?"

Goethe guessed and started to turn to the second page——

We got into the "convoy" and I have to say that the graduate had some tricks up his sleeve, but that guy was very mysterious and didn't say a word to us at all except talking to another graduate.

How exactly does a ‘convoy’ work?

Why neither horses nor steam engines are needed?

And, why can you fly?

I'm curious about this 'convoy', but no one can give me the answer.



Goethe continued to read the content at the back——

Today is the sixth day of the "convoy"'s journey.

We will arrive at that damn place tomorrow.

I'm a little uneasy.

The same goes for the companions who were traveling together. Everyone gathered together and chatted.

James, a young guy, is actually engaged. After completing this mission, he plans to go back and get married.

And another graduate also joined in.

He told us a lot. For example, the graduate who I thought was very capable was not a graduate from this hellish place, but a guy who had been 'persuaded' to quit.

It seems like I made some mistake.

I'm a little curious. Everyone is curious, but no one asks.

Everyone still understands some rules.



The 'convoy' passed through the fog and crossed a bridge, and we finally arrived at this ghost place.

Then, after breaking away from the 'visiting group', we were divided into two, led by the student who recommended dropping out and the graduate.

Unfortunately, I was assigned to the students who were advised to drop out.

But immediately, I felt lucky, because our team was not going to the ‘college’, but to the ‘Paradise Hotel’, and I wasn’t even the one who entered the hotel.

The student who recommended quitting stayed outside while James and another person checked in.

They will inquire about everything in the hotel, and we will be responsible for handling them.



all the best.

This mission is simpler than imagined.



Damn it, James was discovered when he went up to the third floor. He was dragged away by that Tom. The remaining companion denied being familiar with James, but the other party chose to believe it.

James should be finished.

When another guy told me the news, his voice had a crying tone. You would never imagine that a guy who has been trained for a long time would look like this.

It was at this time that the students who were advised to quit stood up.

He asked me to stay alone to take care of him, and he chose to enter the hotel to try to save James.



James is back, crazy and talking nonsense all the time.

Another guy told me that he found the white ball and didn't hand it over.

The whereabouts of students who were advised to quit are missing.



Damn it, why did James turn into a rabbit?!

besides!

Why did the other guy turn into a white hamster?!



I killed James because I was forced to do so.

The white hamster ran away, but I didn't chase it.

I want to leave here now.

I hope the student who dismissed me can come back.



The retired student came back, safe and sound. He told me that he had found a way to enter the third floor of the 'hotel', and then he looked for another guy.

When I learned that the guy turned into a white hamster and escaped, Quan Tuisheng looked very scary and beat me hard.

I'm in a coma.

When I woke up, the other party left.

I thought I was going to be beaten to death.

Didn't expect the other party to be so merciful?

Never mind!

The 'convoy' is coming soon and I want to leave this hellish place.



‘Team’ rejected me.

I obviously took out the note and promised to pay ten times the previous price.

The leader of the 'convoy' just told me that even if I have the notes, I cannot enter this convoy.

Damn it!

Why not?

I'm obviously the same!



My mental state has been very bad these days. Every night, there are always inexplicable noises in my ears, including those of James and those of previous dead comrades.

I can't stand it anymore!



I can't hold on anymore!

I'm going to blow up that hotel!

I placed explosives outside the hotel, enough to blow it up into the sky!

But nothing happened!

The dynamite didn't explode!

Instead, I became more and more wrong!

I actually grew rabbit hair!



Damn, what happened!

Why did I turn into a rabbit like James?

No!

I absolutely don't want it!

I want to save myself!



The student who wanted to quit showed up again.

He told me that there was another way to turn me back into a human being.

I feel like he is lying to me.

However, I have no choice.

I've tried contacting another team, but no word.

I'm on my own.

I chose the method of persuading students to drop out. I went to lure the hotel manager away, and he sneaked into the third floor of the hotel.

There must be a way to turn me back into a human being!



The contents of the notebook stopped abruptly here.

Goethe was silent.

There is no doubt that this guy failed.

Turned into a rabbit.

There is a high probability that it is still the one he killed.

"Will you turn into a rabbit if you attack the 'hotel'?"

"Breaking the rules of the 'hotel' will turn you into a rabbit!"

"besides……"

"The third floor of the hotel!"

Goethe looked through the description of the third floor of the 'hotel'.

"The white ball should be a safe way to enter the third floor of the hotel, but the person holding the white ball will turn into a hamster...Does it have to be entered in a short time?"

"What's on the third floor?"

"This guy has become a rabbit, what about the student who wants to quit?"

"Where's the other team?"

Goethe sat there and thought.

Among them, Goethe was most curious about the dropout and graduate.

They undoubtedly know more.

However, there is a high probability that these two people will be finished.

But he didn't gain anything.

At least, he knows about the white ball and the white hamster!

As soon as I thought about it, the third [Blood Crow Spirit] circled in the dry forest and started looking for it.

The white hamster should be very obvious in this dry forest, right?

Goethe thought with confidence in his eyes.

No, I am confident that I have found a white hamster.

But...

He discovered a flaw in the rules of the 'Paradise Hotel'!


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