The old elevator moved up quickly, and the red numbers on the display screen changed abnormally fast, as if something was rushing over eagerly.
Sad music lingered in his ears, mixed with faint singing. Now it seemed that two different forces were looking for Han Fei.
After living in the deep world for so long, Han Fei's senses were extremely sharp now. While the numbers on the elevator display were still changing, he had already reached the point between the thirteenth and fourteenth floors of the stairs.
"Compared to the thirteenth floor, the fourteenth floor is more dangerous. How dare you stop on the fourteenth floor?" Han Fei returned to the fourteenth floor. What he didn't expect was that the elevator actually stopped on the fourteenth floor.
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The number 14 on the display screen was a bit scary. After flashing a few times, the silver-gray elevator doors slowly opened to both sides.
At the same time, the soul poison on Han Fei's arm began to spread, and severe pain hit him. The evil seemed to be reminding Han Fei in this way.
With his sinful character, Han Fei would probably only be reminded like this when he was in danger of death.
Holding his poisoned arm, Han Fei quickly retreated and ran frantically downstairs.
Just after he started moving, there was the sound of heavy footsteps in the elevator. The strange thing was that the footsteps quickly disappeared and then turned into the sound of insects crawling across.
Han Fei didn't know what was behind him, but he knew that the thing was chasing him.
He ran with all his strength, but the cold voice of the system suddenly sounded in his mind.
"The most important time of the year for the dead building is April 4th, and tomorrow is April 4th, the fourteenth year since the dead building changed its manager! This day is the night when its soul returns! You are ready to welcome it
Has it arrived?"
"Soul Chaser (E-level main quest prerequisite, F level difficulty): From now on, you have five opportunities to look back. You must take advantage of these five opportunities to look back and see clearly who your soul chaser is.
.If you don’t see the Soul Chaser within ten minutes, or you still haven’t seen it after five chances to look back, or you are killed by it within ten minutes, then your soul will be taken away by it!”
The sound of the system appeared very suddenly. Han Fei was not ready yet, and a large amount of information instantly appeared in his mind.
"Tomorrow is April 4th, the fourteenth year since the death building changed its manager? Who will return to the soul on this day?"
When the system releases the task, it also gives a prompt.
But now Han Fei didn't have time to think deeply about this. He inadvertently triggered an F-level mission. If he didn't complete the mission within ten minutes, he would probably be killed directly.
"What is a ghost chaser? The guy who took the elevator to the fourteenth floor is a ghost chaser?"
Han Fei only has five chances to look back, and he must cherish it. If he still can't see the soul chaser after five times, then his soul may no longer belong to him.
When people are restricted from doing something, the more they want to try it. Han Fei is forcing himself not to look back.
"There are fundamental differences between F-level missions and G-level missions. This is the first time I have seen an F-level mission that only gives ten minutes of mission time."
It had taken ten seconds just to think about the mission information. At this time, Han Fei ran to the corner of the thirteenth and twelfth floors, and the footsteps behind him became heavy again.
"Why do the footsteps change? Doesn't the soul chaser have a fixed shape? And why does the system give me five chances? What's the significance of this number?"
This mission is carried out without being killed. The missions in the deep world are more bloody and realistic than the missions in the normal game. In other games, you will die if you are chased, or trigger some kind of
Conditions will lead to death, so be more reasonable.
But the missions in the deep world make no sense at all. All kinds of things are added, as if they are designed to kill players by any means and go beyond their limits to train players.
The footsteps behind him were approaching, and Han Fei ran with all his strength but still couldn't distance himself.
The approaching sense of unknown put great pressure on Han Fei. He had no idea what was behind him and wanted to imagine based on the sound of footsteps, but the sound of footsteps kept changing.
Fear was like a rope, wrapping around Han Fei's neck. He couldn't look at it, he could only feel the chain slowly tightening.
"What the hell is chasing me?"
Looking carefully, there was a faint sound of something sticking and being torn apart in the heavy footsteps. The soles of the pursuer's shoes seemed to be full of minced meat and blood, and they made a slight sound when stepping on the steps.
While escaping for life, while feeling carefully, this is equivalent to the player slowly trying to figure out the fear himself, allowing his own fear to be superimposed with the actual fear.
The uneasiness was magnified exponentially. Originally, Han Fei was able to log off, but now he was nervous again.
If the person chasing behind him is an evil ghost holding a beheading knife, and when the opponent gets close, Han Fei may be dead with one strike, and Han Fei will not be given a chance to exit the game.
His biggest crisis now is that he cannot see behind him. In Building No. 4 of the Dead Building, he has to deal with the "ghosts" that have appeared behind him and pay attention to the "ghosts" that may appear in front of him. Even he is a little overwhelmed.
His nerves have been tense for a long time, and he will definitely collapse if he continues like this.
Countless ideas and countermeasures flashed through his mind, but while Han Fei's brain was still running rapidly, he suddenly felt a large number of things crawling up his back. He could hear rustling sounds and feel rapid, dense movements.
Things are crawling, and you can still feel the sharp replenishment that seems to tear the skin!
In this case, Han Fei's body reacted before his brain. He twisted his neck slightly and looked behind him with his peripheral vision.
There were no ghosts, no terrifying swarms of insects, and no murderers with sharp knives. There were only dark corridors and deep uneasiness behind him.
"Impossible, there must be something! Otherwise Da Nie wouldn't remind me!"
Han Fei himself could feel that something was really chasing him, so he didn't stop when he turned back.
The mournful music and songs were still ringing, and Han Fei's nerves seemed to have collapsed to the limit. Those noisy sounds seemed to want to get into his ears, and everything was aimed at him.
The sound of the mourning music became louder, there were more paper money on the ground, and the couplets on both sides of the doors of every house seemed to become more vivid, as if they had been wiped with blood.
Time was passing, and Han Fei didn't see the ghost when he looked back for the first time. In such a high-intensity task, he couldn't concentrate on thinking at all.
Before he could recover from the last fright, heavy footsteps sounded again. This time the opponent was closer to Han Fei, and there seemed to be something in his hand, as if he was dragging a corpse.
