Han Fei had already used two of his five opportunities to look back. He still hadn't seen the face of the soul chaser. Now he had no idea how to complete this task.
Time passes by. If you don't see the opponent within ten minutes, you will die. If you are caught up by the opponent, you will die. If you use up five opportunities to turn around, you will die. These several conditions of death are superimposed, giving Han Fei an unimaginable outcome.
pressure.
The only thing that can bring him strength and hope now is that he can go offline. He needs to master as much information as possible before going offline to increase the probability of surviving after logging in next time.
"I still have about seven minutes, which is enough." Han Fei gave up on completing the task. When he made up his mind to log off, he felt a little more relaxed.
As long as he exits the game quickly enough, death will only happen when he logs in next time.
"I will try my best to keep the remaining three opportunities. After I log off, I will immediately go to Zhuang Ren's house to play the Dead Tower game. I will try to figure out what the Soul Chaser is in the game first, so that I can have a chance to complete this task next time I go online."
The F-level mission with a time limit of ten minutes was really outrageous. The soul chaser following Han Fei seemed to be in another dimension. It felt like the Death Building was like a miniature Perfect Life game, divided into two worlds: the outside world and the inside world.
The truly terrifying things are all in the inner world, and the "harmless" owners who have been deprived of their memories are placed in the outer world. The Soul Resurrection Night is equivalent to the fusion of the outer world and the inner world, and the most terrifying things in the inner world will return.
There are two bridges between these two worlds, one is the nightmare of the butterfly, and the other is the soul-calling ritual.
Coincidentally, this seems to correspond to the butterfly's ability to control dreams and the ability of the building manager of Happy Community to summon spirits.
"The most terrifying thing in the dead building is waking up. As the ritual continues to progress, my pressure will increase."
It's already bad now, but it will be even worse in the future. As long as you live, you will continue to slide into deeper despair.
The death tower in the deep world is like a bottomless abyss, where despair and pain are endless.
Running wildly downward, Han Fei avoided attacks from behind several times and did not look back until he entered the corridor on the fourth floor.
"Room 4041!" Han Fei stared at a certain door, his mind racing: "Feng Ziyu was brought into the deep world by Butterfly. Butterfly's character will definitely not let him run around, so there is a high probability that he was...
Trapped in 4041."
Han Fei has the talent of soul recovery, which can only be used once a night.
If possible, he wanted to try Feng Ziyu to see if he could send him away.
However, the prerequisite for trying is to touch the other party, so Han Fei had to check the situation in room 4041 while he could go offline to avoid risks.
Opening the safety door, Han Fei already felt something was wrong when he touched the door handle.
The palms of my hands were wet, with a few grains of white rice stained on them.
Entering the corridor, there is something indescribably weird about the entire fourth floor. There is a brazier at the door of every house. If you want to enter, you must first step over the brazier.
But instead of storing paper ashes and money, the brazier contained a large number of cut-up photos and little people with braided hair.
The long corridor looks normal if you look carefully, but when you run, you feel that the ground is uneven and the walls are twisted and crooked, like a tunnel that you can never escape from.
There was a room with three "4"s on the fourth floor. Han Fei didn't want to stay here for too long, but God did not follow his wishes. He found that if he wanted to get close to room 4041, he had to pass through room 4044.
"Anyway, I'm already being hunted by the soul chasers, so it shouldn't be a problem if I get close to that room."
Negatives make positives, Han Fei's idea is very simple.
He rushed towards 4041 without hesitation, but after taking two steps, he clearly felt something abnormal.
The corridor seemed to be stretched infinitely, and he took two big steps, but his body only moved forward a short distance.
Han Fei shivered for no reason. He felt someone was watching him. He looked up and looked straight ahead. The bright red couplets on every house seemed to be bleeding, like the long tongue of a hanged man sticking out his mouth.
"Where did that look come from?"
Turning his eyes, Han Fei looked at room 4044. That room was different from other rooms. There was a picture of a headless door god standing with his back to the corridor on the security door!
The door god is an evil, headless door god that frightens Xiaoxiao. Just looking at it makes him feel very weird.
"Don't get close!"
Han Fei was instinctively reluctant to approach the other party, but the security door rang behind him, and the soul chaser also entered the fourth floor.
If you stop where you are, you will definitely die. If you go forward, you may still have a 1% chance of survival. Han Fei can only choose the latter.
He ran wildly along the twisted corridor, obviously running far away, but he was still on the fourth floor, but the distance between him and the headless door god was shortened.
"What will this door god be guarding?"
The door god in the red paper seems to be stepping on a river of blood. Its arms have grabbed something and its body is slowly turning.
The brazier at the door of room 4044 trembled slightly, and all the figures in the photos in the brazier had no heads. This seemed to be a hint.
Chased by the soul chasers, Han Fei got closer and closer to room 4044, and the corridor in front of him began to change.
More and more blood emerged from the corners, and it seemed that the concrete floor under Han Fei's feet was no longer a concrete floor, but a puddle soaked with blood.
The thick reddish-brown liquid continued to drip and slide down his cheeks, and the ominous premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger.
"This is not a corridor, it is simply a gate to hell."
Retreating was death, and Han Fei had no choice but to move forward. But when he finally came to the door of room 4044, his limp and hanging arms began to sting again.
The blood lines began to shrink instantly, and black blood vessels protruded from the butterfly-shaped wound on Han Fei's arm. Something was trying its best to remind Han Fei to run!
"Great sin?"
When being attacked by the soul chaser, Da Nie helped Han Fei block the fatal blow, and now the opponent once again issued an early warning to Han Fei.
The running footsteps suddenly stopped, and Han Fei looked towards room 4044. The door god standing with his back to the corridor had turned around at some point, dragging a huge guillotine in his hand.
When the blade slashed downwards, Han Fei had no time to hesitate and immediately chose to quit the game.
The world was frozen in blood, and the falling blade almost hit Han Fei's neck.
Consciousness began to escape, and in the blood-red city, he vaguely heard songs containing anger.
When Han Fei left the game, the song once again confirmed Han Fei's position, which greatly stimulated him.
After taking off his gaming helmet, Han Fei collapsed in the gaming cabin. He tried to push the door open, but he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand.
This night was particularly fulfilling for Han Fei. He was either running for his life or on the way to escape until he was finally forced out of the game.
"The next time I go online, it will be the most terrifying night of rebirth in the past fourteen years. I only have less than twenty-four hours to prepare."