Pioneers of the era often have the following characteristics: intellectual curiosity, enterprising spirit, a sense of teamwork and a spirit of dedication to exploration.
Han Fei already possesses all these characteristics. He cooperated with the old man and opened the ghost gate he had always been curious about on someone else's property. At the risk of being killed himself, he summoned the souls of unknown monsters in the sea of blood.
Perhaps he was moved by Han Fei's actions. The old man looked at the crazily spreading blood behind Han Fei, and his eyes became moist.
"are you crazy!"
Han Fei himself didn't know what was in the depths of the sea. He just wanted to run for his life.
Feeling the terrifying aura coming from inside the room, the strange plant on the old man's back withered a little, and it seemed that it was too frightened to bloom casually.
The knocking at the door of the hut stopped abruptly, and the door lock slowly shook, and then fell directly to the ground.
The door panel slowly opened, and a child carrying a schoolbag appeared at the door.
As the eleventh work of the gods, the child is also an extremely powerful existence in the special resentment. Wherever he stands, the black rain will turn into a blood rain.
"Uncle, grandpa, can you take me in for one night?"
A childish voice came out of the boy's mouth. The zipper of his schoolbag opened automatically, and a scarred arm stretched out from it and grabbed Han Fei's neck directly.
"run!"
Without caring about anything else, Han Fei turned around and opened the window. Just as he was about to jump out, he suddenly heard the sound of something breaking.
Turning his head to look, he saw that the arm stretched out from the schoolbag fell to the ground, and there were several rows of ferocious tooth marks at the break.
There was a strange sound inside the cubicle, and countless blood vessels crawled out from the cubicle wall as if they were pythons seeing their prey, occupying half of the living room in an instant.
Han Fei still hadn't seen what the monster in the sea of blood looked like, but the mere aura escaping from it made him and the old man tremble with fear.
The time for the gate of hell to close has come, but the monster seems to be blocking the gate of hell with his body, preventing it from closing.
"How can you be so rude?" The little boy looked at the bitten arm on the ground. His clear eyes seemed to have been dripped with ink. His pupils gradually became cloudy, exuding a kind of pure malice: "
Why did you bite off Abba’s arm?”
A large amount of blood leaked from the bottom of the schoolbag. Hands made of human body parts stretched out from the boy's schoolbag and grabbed toward the single room.
The boy's ability is very powerful, but no matter how he attacks the room, all his arms will be broken.
As a harsh roar sounded, the monster summoned by Han Fei seemed to be completely freed from the shackles of the sea of blood. Its body squeezed out of the ghost gate, dyeing the entire building blood red.
"What on earth did you create?" The old man felt as if his soul was about to be sucked away.
"If I knew, wouldn't I have told you earlier?" Han Fei was also panicking now. He discovered that as a soul-caller, there was some kind of continuous connection between the unknown monster and him.
In other words, the monster and he can always sense each other's position.
"If I use the soul-reviving talent on that monster, will it return to the sea of blood, or will it be sent directly to the shallow world by me?"
Scientific exploration often takes some detours and pays some price. The only thing Han Fei is lucky about now is that he is conducting experiments on other people's territory.
"Stop looking! Let's go!"
Han Fei was very interested in the old man. He left the little boy to face the sea of blood monster alone, locked the old man's neck, and jumped downstairs with him. He showed respect for the elderly and love for the young to the fullest.
After they left, the battle between the little boy and the unknown monster in the blood sea officially began.
The entire building was soaked in blood, the boy's cry rang out, all the window glass was shattered, and occasionally a very fast blood shadow could be seen flashing past.
The boy's schoolbag seemed to be a bottomless corpse pit, with all kinds of bones emerging from it, as if they were weaving into a cage of bones. He desperately tried to restrain the blood shadow, but the speed of the two was too different.
Cries echoed in the rainy night, and the dead streets were awakened. The extremely huge "Tingting" also appeared next to the building. It raised its head and bit the monster that escaped from the sea of blood.
"Stop looking! Let's just say goodbye!" The old man didn't want to stay with Han Fei for a moment. He was now very scared, both of the works of the gods and of Han Fei around him.
"Okay!" Han Fei just wanted the old man to help him attract the monster's attention. At this time, the monster was lured away, and he immediately prepared to escape to the outer area.
It was a good idea, but Han Fei and the old man had already penetrated deep into the core area, and the extremely oppressive skyscraper was right in front of them. It was already too late to leave at this time.
Before Han Fei could finish his words, he saw a strange man wearing a red raincoat appear on the street. The man was carrying a wooden box that looked like a spiritual altar, and in his hand was a crumpled and bleeding photo.
"What kind of ghost is this?"
"Attention, player number 0000! You have successfully discovered God's work No. 12 - The Messenger."
"Messenger (Special Resentment): The resentment that travels between the building and the outside world. You don't know what kind of face is hidden under their clothes. They are responsible for delivering messages from the gods."
"Attention! There are many messengers. They are a whole that can communicate with each other. It may be easy to kill one messenger, but then you will know what fear is."
There are so many people. If you kill one person, a group of them will come. How to fight?
Han Fei looked at the messenger approaching him and caught up with the old man again: "Old man, let's run away together!"
"Stop following me!"
"Uncle, I don't have any ill intentions towards you." Han Fei quickly explained: "There is a monster in a raincoat behind you. Have you seen it? The photos in their hands seem to have our faces printed on them. We are being targeted.
Already?"
"Let's go!" The old man was soaked by the black rain. He also noticed the messenger behind him, his whole face turned green, and he started running forward risking his life.
When Han Fei saw that the old man started to speed up, he quickly followed him: "Uncle, let's come together, how can I live without you! Uncle!"
After rushing out of the street, the man running in front stopped and Han Fei almost hit a plant on the man's back.
"What's wrong?" He noticed that the uncle's body was trembling slightly, and he looked towards the intersection. In just half an hour, messengers wearing red raincoats and black raincoats walked out of each room one by one.
These monsters hold various stumps and human body fragments in their hands, just like worker ants in an ant nest looking for food. They have no emotions and want to bring back all the edible things they see to the skyscraper.
"It's over..." The old man almost sat down on the ground. His already deformed body was trembling with fear. He seemed to have given up resistance: "There is no road. There may be other works of gods around. We can't escape."
Already."
The old man's voice was extremely desperate. Han Fei, who had only one drop of blood, did not dare to conflict with the messenger casually. He looked around, there were messengers everywhere outside, but there was no one on the road leading to the skyscraper.
"The messengers were exploring outside the building. They were wearing raincoats and covering their faces. They were probably residents of the building. Since they had a way to get out, we should also have a way to leave after we escaped into the building." Han Fei
As a player, as long as he survives three hours and completes one more mission, he will be able to go offline. The probability of triggering a mission in an unknown map is very high. It is not a desperate situation for him now.
"Uncle, I have a crazy idea. The most dangerous place is the safest place. I want to hide in a skyscraper temporarily to avoid the limelight first." Han Fei didn't just say it, he
I am really prepared to do this.
"The most dangerous place is the most dangerous place. Don't be stupid. You won't even believe that." The old man refused, but his body instinctively turned around with Han Fei. No one wanted to lose their soul, especially in this situation.
There are also situations where the wish is not fulfilled.
"No matter what you think, I can never die here." Han Fei rushed towards the skyscraper at full speed, carrying all his belongings with him in the inventory. Except for the fact that his blood volume could not be restored, he was now the strongest
state.
The towering skyscrapers are right in front of you. Han Fei's previous plan was to infiltrate and encroach step by step, and then make a layout after slowly figuring it out.
But in reality, there are not so many plans. Various accidents forced Han Fei to choose the method of clearing the level with the greatest potential.
They first targeted the building next to the skyscraper. After the messengers gathered here, thinking that they had hidden in the building, they immediately rushed towards the skyscraper!
Only when you get really close will you realize how majestic this building is.
Connecting the sky and the earth, it doesn't look like a building at all, but more like a small city arranged in layers.
Black rain fell on the outer wall of the building. Han Fei and the old man didn't have time to express too much. They took the initiative to escape into the building.
"Boom!"
Thunder exploded, and a huge bolt of lightning struck the dark clouds, as if the eyes of the gods opened a slit.
"Attention, player number 0000! You have entered an unknown hidden map!"
"This map is extremely dangerous! The initial difficulty is D level, and the existence of C level areas cannot be ruled out!"
"Attention player number 0000! Please leave within one hour!"
The black raindrops on his body fell to the ground. The old man looked at the dark and gloomy corridor in front of him with a very sad expression on his face: "I really believed you! No one who enters this building can leave alive!"
"You must have been brainwashed by the so-called gods. If no one can leave alive, what will happen to the messengers outside? Can't they still go out?" Han Fei did not continue to argue with the old man. He quietly sensed the blood sea monster.
The connection between that guy and himself has not been broken yet: "Even the two special resentments of Di Ting and the little boy can't kill it?"
Another reason why Han Fei wanted to hide in the skyscraper was because of the blood sea monster. He didn't want the monster to follow him back to the paradise.
"There's no use complaining now, just try your best to survive."
Han Fei stepped on the worn-out steps and observed carefully.
The interior of this skyscraper is intricate. There are twenty elevators in operation. What's even weirder is that some of those elevators are the latest, and some are old-fashioned elevators that look like iron fences. They span almost fifty years.
The whole building looks very deformed and absurd, with traces of the passage of time everywhere. Fifty years of time seem to have been mixed into this building.
"Those messengers will probably be back soon. Let's find a place to hide first."
Han Fei looked at the changing numbers on the elevator. Many elevators were being used by people. He did not dare to go there and pulled the old man into the leftmost corridor together.
The steps were painted with peeling red paint, and there were large gaps between floors. Talismans were posted in the corridors, and all kinds of vicious and terrifying graffiti were painted on them.
Han Fei came to the second floor and glanced at the corridor. Long corridors were randomly spliced together, like pig cage apartments where refugees lived. The narrow single rooms were close to each other, and various miscellaneous items were placed in the corridors.
In addition to residents, some residential compartments have been converted into grocery stores, pastry shops, and small clinics.
"I feel very bad about this place!" The old man refused to hide on the second floor, so he and Han Fei continued to go up.
The steps seem to have become a little tidier. The third floor is still a hodgepodge of tenants and shops, but at the corner of the two corridors, several rooms have been opened and turned into a private kindergarten.
"Why can't you see anyone in such a lively place?"
"Where is the breath of life?" The old man couldn't stand being a ghost anymore. He kept shaking his head, grabbing Han Fei and continuing to run to the third floor.