Welcome to the Nightmare Live Chapter 97

Chapter 97

Wen Jianyan suddenly realized something:

"serum!"

Almost at the same time, others also reacted and realized the same point.

That's right, serum!

There is serum in the rules of this project, which means that as long as the serum is injected, the "infected" people can be saved.

After thinking about this, everyone immediately started to act.

Not because they want to help the infected so much, but because they know—

As long as you enter the tunnel, the "zombies" will attack, and when they fight back, more and more corpses will inevitably pile up in the train.

If there is such a terrible "virus" in every corpse, then their room for movement will only become smaller and smaller.

No one is sure that they will not be "infected".

That being the case, if you want to survive in this project, you must find the serum.

"Act separately." Wen Jianyan glanced at the mucus on the ground, with a cautious expression on his face: "This time is different from before, be careful not to be touched."

The previous frog eggs were "parasitic" on humans based on the rules, but now that the frog eggs have hatched, they can actively attack any human beings who are close to them, feeding on their flesh and spirit.

"clear."

The rest of the people nodded solemnly, and then dispersed.

In this search, because of the explosive corpses, the area where the anchors can move was reduced by half, and everyone had to search for ammunition and serum in the uncontaminated area.

Replenishment of ammunition is relatively easy to solve.

A box of red ammunition was faintly visible in the translucent gelatinous mucus left after the corpse exploded.

With the previous experience of finding ammunition from corpses, the anchors quickly realized that, like all shooting games, all these "zombie" corpses will drop ammunition.

They each did their best, using props and talents, trying to remove and clean the ammunition without touching any slime and eggs.

However, when it comes to finding serums, the situation is quite different.

No matter how hard everyone tried, they couldn't find any serum-related props in the car.

Those infected anchors were placed on the train benches by their teammates. They were all dying, and there were dense things crawling around under the skin, their eyes were wide open, and their bloodshot eyeballs looked There is a kind of hysterical madness, murmuring something in his lips all the time, whether it is a weak and strange smile, the whole body is weakening at a terrible speed, but he is still not dead.

Wen Jianyan stood where he was, staring at the chaos in the carriage in front of him, lost in thought.

This is, he seemed to suddenly think of something.

Wen Jianyan looked at his teammates: "Do you still remember the fourth rule? In case of an accident, please go to the conductor's room to find the staff for help..."

"You mean, this is also an accident?" Wen Ya frowned and asked, "But isn't this the normal process in the project now?"

Everything that has happened so far has not exceeded the rules, it is not like an accident that will be recognized by the dungeon.

"Indeed." Wen Jianyan shook her head, "But that's not the point."

"?" Wen Ya was startled: "What do you mean?"

"The point is," Wen Jianyan narrowed his eyes slightly: "This train has a conductor's room, doesn't it?"

Several people were taken aback.

really.

They have been constrained within the internal framework of the shooting game [Crazy Little Train] before, subconsciously follow the rules and play the "game", almost forgetting that they are in the dungeon, in addition to completing the mission, they need to explore more map for information.

Wen Jianyan made a quick decision.

He looked at Yun Bilan and the two: "You guys continue to look for serums and collect ammunition here."

After finishing speaking, Wen Jianyan looked at the other two:

"You two, go on with me and go to the conductor's room."

"good."

Several people nodded and started to act according to the division of labor.

"The target person has acted." Not far away, Huang Mao, who had been observing Wen Jianyan's movements, lowered his voice and said to Huicheng and the others.

Gray City stuffed the newly found ammunition into his pocket.

He raised his head, looked in the direction of the target person, and asked in a low voice with some doubts: "Where is this going?"

One of the teammates speculated:

"Could it be that you want to distance yourself and escape?"

That's what I said, but it doesn't look like it - the other party seems to have a very clear purpose, not like he wants to escape when he finds danger, and he only takes two people with him...

Huicheng frowned and ordered: "Let's follow."

They followed Wen Jianyan and the others not too far away, keeping a distance that was hard to be spotted, and followed them forward.

Soon, Wen Jianyan walked into the front compartment.

The further you go, the stronger the smell of damp water in the air. From the ground, to the table, to the seats, most of the space is covered by that semi-gelatinous transparent liquid.

Not far away, the closed train conductor's room appeared in front of him.

The entire wall was sticky and wet, and unhatched frog eggs were slowly dripping down from the metal handle.

This probably explains why no one wants to go near this carriage.

However, just the explosion and sputtering of corpses seems unable to cause such a large area of ​​mucus coverage.

Wen Jianyan had a clue in his heart.

He turned his head and looked at the two people behind him: "Have you bought all the props?"

The two nodded.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, put on two layers of gloves, and pressed the doorknob down—

A translucent liquid gushed out as the door opened, and semi-mature oocysts gushed out in the liquid.

Several people immediately activated the barrier.

Separated by a thin translucent film, these frog eggs and their semi-mature larvae bypassed their feet and flowed wantonly.

"Remember to calculate the time of the props, and make up one soon when it's almost over." Wen Jianyan explained in a low voice.

There are too many infected objects in the train conductor's room, and it is no longer enough to be avoided with a little care. If you want to go in intact, you must ensure that the props are opened at all times.

After speaking, he took a step forward and walked carefully into the narrow conductor's room.

This place has almost become a hard-hit area for frog eggs. The ceiling, the ground, and the dashboard are all covered with a thick layer of mucus. The translucent eggs are sticky and dripping from the top of their heads. Countless people can smell the smell of humans. The larvae struggled more intensely in the oocyst.

The staff member in the cat suit lay motionless on the instrument table, the fluff on the suit was completely soaked, and more viscous liquid gushed out from the gap between the head and body, continuously, Tick ​​tock fell to the ground.

It seems that even if they encounter some "accident", the train conductor will not get up to solve the problem for them.

Wen Jianyan looked away.

At this moment, his eyes paused, and his eyes fell on the wall not far away. There, a narrow note was pasted on it with scotch tape, although it was also covered with a layer of wet mucus. But you can still vaguely see a line of writing on it.

[Dream Amusement Park Staff Rules]

Wen Jianyan's spirit lifted.

He stepped forward and was about to clean up the mucus covering it and read it carefully, but suddenly felt a shadow slowly pressing over from the window.

Wen Jianyan paused, and quickly turned to look out the window.

Through the wall, the voice of an anchor came from a distance:

"The tunnel is coming!"

Second tunnel!

Accompanied by the clanging sound of the train, the dark semi-circular tunnel approached quickly, like a huge mouth that opened, waiting to swallow the entire train.

The shadows approached with teeth and claws.

No time to read carefully.

After all, there are several chasers behind them.

Wen Jianyan quickly pulled off the employee rules posted on the wall, put them in his pocket after a simple cleaning and disinfection, then turned around and walked out of the conductor's room quickly.

"How about it, did you find anything useful?"

Wen Ya asked.

"certainly."

Wen Jianyan nodded, and while answering, she turned her head and glanced at the junction of the carriages not far away.

It seems that because the density of anchors at the front of the train is too low, the mercenary team did not follow so far, they stayed in the middle of the second train.

Wen Jianyan's gaze swept across Huangmao's body, and his gaze was light and fluffy, like a feather, almost without any weight.

However, the other party's face paled instantly, and he flinched like a frightened bird.

There was a smile on Wen Jianyan's lips.

As the train rumbled closer to the tunnel, the shadows gradually fell from overhead.

He turned his head to look at his teammates, his voice was low, like a soft whisper: "Are you ready?"

"The shootout is about to begin."

In the next second, darkness fell.

The moment the train entered the tunnel for the second time, ear-piercing scratching sounds immediately sounded from all directions!

"It's now!" Huicheng's voice hurriedly rang in Huangmao's ear: "Tell me his location!"

"At three o'clock, about 15 meters away from us!"

Huangmao replied in a low voice.

"clear."

The sound of scratching fingernails, the howling of zombies, the sound of guns firing, the sound of dripping water droplets falling, accompanied by the short-lived light source caused by props, countless sounds echoed in the dark and narrow train.

The time to pass through the tunnel for the second time seemed to be much longer than the last time, and the darkness seemed extraordinarily long, as if there was no end.

The roar of the train was heard next to my ears, shaking in all directions.

"Hit, did you hit it?"

Huang Mao asked anxiously.

"It hit." Huicheng's voice sounded: "It went well."

Huangmao let out a long breath of relief, feeling his whole body go limp as if his strength had been drained.

not far away.

In the dark, Wen Jianyan slowly reloaded the gun in his hand, and the moment Wen Ya released the next flare, he accurately hit a zombie crawling in this direction.

Huang Mao, who was always paying attention to this direction, looked over the moment the light came on, and the next second, his pupils constricted suddenly.

The subject stands unharmed in the darkness.

And... there are two.

The boy, who was exactly the same in stature and appearance, stood not far away, and his movements showed an astonishing synchronization rate. He seemed to have noticed Huang Mao's gaze, and the two turned their heads to look in this direction at the same time.

After entering the tunnel, the train will be plunged into a very special kind of darkness.

Ordinary lighting equipment cannot be used, and human eyes cannot penetrate. Only the lighting props purchased in the store can barely dispel the darkness. Even a talented person like Huangmao can barely see clearly when the lighting props take effect. The presence in the distance, that's why the Gray City team needs to ask Huang Mao to confirm the opponent's position before entering the tunnel.

Even he can't easily see things in the dark, let alone ordinary humans whose five senses have never been strengthened.

However, the boy seemed to really see him.

Those amber eyes narrowed slightly, and seemed to have a low smile. The next second, darkness descended again.

…two?

How, how is it possible?

Huang Mao clutched his hair in despair, his eyes trembling slightly.

Suddenly, he suddenly realized something.

At the moment when the flare was turned on, it seemed that one of the target figures had a scar like a spider web on his forehead.

...is a mirror image!

Huangmao jumped up suddenly.

he understands...

He finally understood!

Why are these two attacks clearly on the ground, but the opponent is unscathed!

That guy guessed how they launched the attack, so before the darkness fell, he used props and visual blind spots to create a mirror image to make their attack direction go wrong!

Wen Jianyan stuffed a bullet into the chamber again, with a slight smile on his lips.

All I want is for you to understand.

Only when you understand, can he continue with his next move.

The time limit of the mirror prop behind him has entered a countdown, and it will disappear automatically in just a few seconds. There is no need to do it manually like before—

"…ah!"

Wen Jianyan's pupils shrank, and he jumped forward suddenly.

"What's the matter?" Wen Ya threw a flare down again, and asked in a raised voice during the interval of defense.

"No, nothing."

The young man's slightly hoarse voice sounded from behind, seemingly steady, but trembling at the end: "Go ahead."

In the dark, where no one can see.

The invisible shadow gathered into a solid body, protruded from the depths of the mirror, and slowly wrapped around his slender neck.

Chapter end