The players around him looked at him with some confusion. One person said: "You haven't woken up from a dream. Who are you threatening with a broken knife?"
After hearing his words, the man-eating player not only showed no doubts, but held the knife more firmly, "I have seen through your tricks, don't come here, get out of here!"
As he spoke, he was about to run out of the mall.
At this time, someone kicked a low stool on the ground towards him. The man-eating player dodged without looking back and rushed out. After a few dodgers, he disappeared from everyone's sight and had no intention of entangled with them.
"Is this person crazy?" Some people couldn't help but ask.
"Isn't this a spiritual dungeon? It's normal to be crazy." One player yawned and said vaguely: "Who knows who will go crazy next."
It remains to be determined whether he is crazy or not, but the people around him opened their mouths and yawned in twos and threes, and an urge to sleep swept over everyone.
"If you keep going like this, you will fall asleep sooner or later, why not do something else." Someone suggested.
All the entertainment props and tools were moved out, some were playing cards, some were singing, and some men and women who liked each other found a secluded corner to have sex... But even this deliberate excitement could not withstand it for too long.
, the sound subsided in less than two hours, and they had no choice but to walk in circles around the mall - not daring to go to places that were too far away, lest they be targeted by players who had already left.
A boring and long day passed. When the time came to night again, more than half of the people in the mall couldn't help but look for a place to sleep. Tong Qi was already asleep on Xu Huo's side, and Mr. Mo and Scar Glasses were also asleep.
Get ready to sleep during the shift.
But this kind of shift status did not last long, because when most people fell asleep, the people responsible for safety issues would become extremely tired standing by. Even if they used various methods to stimulate themselves, it would not take long for them to get used to it.
They sat or leaned wherever they liked and dozed off. By the middle of the night, only five people were still awake.
It seems that as time goes by, the idea of trying to hold on until the end becomes less and less likely to be realized.
At three o'clock in the morning, the person from Area 013 beside Xu Huo disappeared. Even if he tried to catch him immediately when he realized something was wrong, he still missed it. The ropes around the hands and feet of the person from Area 013 became empty.
The circle fell to the ground.
Frowning slightly, Xu Huo leaned back and stared at the lighting props hanging on the ceiling of the mall without moving.
After sitting quietly for a few seconds, his figure disappeared from where he was, only to reappear a minute later.
The players who sneaked back to the mall at night have been taken care of by him.
Scar Glasses stopped whittling the wooden doll and looked up at him, "You want to continue sleeping? You sleep more than us, is that okay?"
"It's okay, I'll leave it to you outside," Xu Huo said.
Scar Glasses nodded, "Don't worry, no one will come in."
Taking out the phone booth, Xu Huo returned to his dream again.
This time he did nothing else. In the name of the stationmaster, he called the police to arrest the two families. However, in the dream, these losers were unable to do anything, and everyone was dead when they arrived.
So he had to find a journalist who appeared on the site to reveal his plan to assassinate the webmaster, and hoped that he would make the truth public afterward.
The other party was extremely dedicated. Not only did he immediately contact his colleagues to find the two families, he also sent people to stay at the webmaster's house.
This time, someone snatched the six people off the track, and because of their special status, they were not disturbed in the process.
At this point, Xu Huo thought he had succeeded, but he didn't expect that forty minutes after the departure time, he still returned to the ticket counter.
He had no choice but to ask people to rescue the two families first, and disclosed the time of the assassination, which was two hours after he found the journalist.
This time someone called the police. When he arrived at the stationmaster's residence, they were surrounded inside and outside. The two families had been taken to the police station and were being interrogated as expected.
It is not easy to get close to the webmaster, but it is not absolutely impossible.
After spending some time creating chaos, he blended in with the police and entered the stationmaster's house, but he didn't expect that the person inside was a stand-in. Then he enjoyed the "handcuffs and head covering" package and was taken to the police station.
At this time, the dream is not over yet.
The person who interrogated him was an experienced veteran policeman, who pointedly asked him whether he had been bribed.
Xu Huo looked at the person opposite, half of his face hidden in the darkness, and smiled, "That's what he deserves."
Then he made up a story about how he bribed the station manager but was let go. Before the other party could slap the table, he was back on the platform.
This time it started with the same process, but he got clues about the transfer of the webmaster through journalists, followed it and found the person, spent some time subduing the person who was protecting him, and then dropped the webmaster in front of the media's cameras.
Floor, and scattered the printed leaflets about the track accident and the stationmaster's change of autopsy results through connections.
However, after everyone lowered their heads to look at the flyers that fell on the ground, they suddenly raised their heads and stared directly at him - including the stationmaster who had fallen to death downstairs.
Looking down at these faces, Xu Huo said expressionlessly: "Is it over yet?"
The next second, his eyes were eroded by darkness, and a black corridor appeared in front of him. The dust caused by the airtight air was uncomfortable. He walked forward, and as the speed increased, the surrounding black walls gradually revealed
There were some sporadic scenes: people gambling in the casino, children playing in the park, clouds passing in the sky, cars speeding in the heavy rain - all the scenes that he seemed to have seen before, and seemed to be similar.
Xu Huo knew that this might be psychological induction, but inevitably, his thoughts turned to the rainy night that year. In his memory, Xu Zhi died from a stray bullet, so the scene that appeared was the moment when the bullet flew towards him.
…
The details in the memory were magnified infinitely. From a distance, under such environmental conditions, he could still see the anger on Xu Zhi's face and his hatred for iron. However, in the next second, his head was penetrated by a bullet.
The powerful impact caused his head to shake from side to side, and then he fell to one side...
He shouted and crawled over to pick up the person. Xu Zhi's body temperature had not disappeared, but the person could never open his mouth again...
Xu Huo angrily punched the black wall, but it penetrated the darkness and hit the phone booth, causing the man to wake up.
"Bang!" There was a muffled sound from the phone booth. He opened the door suddenly and walked out, only to find that the mall was filled with poisonous gas. He caught a glimpse of a figure in the corner of the mall. He moved over and grabbed the other person's shoulder:
