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Chapter 1069 Ghost No. 16
"...it disappeared," Mustache said in a trance, "this, seems to be invisible? I, I shot it in the chest, but it couldn't hurt it..."

"Invisibility?"

Several players came in one by one from the door.

After watching the whole process this time, Nightingale seemed to understand Lan Shuying's feelings:

saw nothing;
Nothing can be sensed.

It was a very ordinary mass of air, a fantasy creature that only worked in Mustache's eyes.

Nightingale tactfully revealed this conclusion to him, and said that she neither saw nor heard it.

The same goes for everyone else.

"It's not an illusion!" Mustache raised his left hand, signaling a group of people to look at his wrist: "Look, this is the evidence, it's alive, it really came to me!"

"What is this?"

Nightingale was the closest and the first to go up to it.

She saw a small puddle of dark-brown goo on the left side of his wrist—the place where the side of the wrist rested on top when he held the gun.

It looks like……

"Hey..." Nightingale showed disgust.

Xie Xi raised his eyebrows, stared at this for a few seconds, a little unsure, and turned to his brother for help... Brother, do you think this looks like it?
Xie Tian said uncertainly: "Chocolate?"

As a good brother who does all the snacks, he should be familiar with this kind of stuff.

"This is what the glutton fell down..." Mustache's expression was about to cry, "It brought a bottle of chocolate sauce and held it up in front of me for me to see clearly..."

Players have a feeling of being confused.

The illusion theory based on the characteristics of Renge-42 was broken so quickly:

The chocolate sauce is real.

That is to say, there is indeed an uninvited "guest" tonight... It only communicates with Mustache?
Standing in the crowd, but no one could understand his panic, the mustache was about one step away from bursting into tears on the spot, and he complained loudly: "It wants to eat me! It also needs to be mixed with chocolate sauce!"

If he could, he wished he could return today.

go home!
He will never come to this ghost place again!
Under the comfort of the players, he gradually calmed down.

"It said that it doesn't plan to serve dinner now, because it's not yet time..." Mustache took a deep breath and said with certainty: "It will come tomorrow."

Mustache found the communication device and told the uncle over there about his experience.

He cannot trust his safety to these young men.

The partner who grew up with him is more reliable.

The players looked at each other.

This development is in line with Xie Tian's narrative, and they consciously serve as background boards.

The uncle's voice was as steady as ever.

"Oh... I was just going to talk to you. I have a question for you, Gregor, do you remember when we were kids, we always made up all kinds of scary monsters and told each other ,is not it?"

Mustache seemed to realize something: "Well, you're right..."

The uncle continued:

"When you were a kid, you were afraid to hang up your clothes because at night, it was like someone was watching you. He would stand up, he would walk, he would rush up and beat you... I see, this is clothes Weird truth."

"This……"

"There is another one, the glutton you met today."

Once the memory box is opened, there is no need for uncle to remind you later.

Mustache quickly took over by himself: "Greedy, with a crocodile head on his head, and a bottle of chocolate sauce with him, he only likes to eat the two of us, and he will definitely choose the first day of every month... "

"Ah, you finally remembered."

The uncle let out a sigh of relief.

He shared his findings with his friends, including the characteristics of Renger-42, and concluded:
Everything is an illusion.

"wrong……"

The mustache stared at the fresh chocolate sauce on his wrist, and his fear became more and more vivid:
"The hallucination means it doesn't exist, but it has already left marks on my hand... Do you understand what I mean, Arnold, it's not my hallucination alone, they all saw the chocolate sauce!"

Thank God to help him say a few words.

The uncle at the other end was silent for a moment, and said:
"Well, according to a report I just read, the hallucinogenic effect of Lenge-42 is very strong. If you inhale too much, hallucinations can indeed hurt you..."

That's because of too strong psychological hints.

You believe it, it exists;
You believe it can hurt you, and it can.

When the uncle was explaining the content of the report to a group of people, Xie Tian stared at the piece of chocolate sauce, and even dipped a little bit with his index finger. The two fingers touched and pulled out a few strands of sticky silk.

Then, on behalf of the player group, he calmly retorted to the communicator:
"I disagree with that statement, Doctor.

We all wore helmets and only took them off when we ate, and we probably didn't even have a minute to actually breathe the Lenger-42.Such a short period of time, with the ingredients we inhale, shouldn't create such a realistic... hallucination. "

The player side can actually understand what he really wants to express.

This should be the effect of hell mode.

The gluttony has advanced, it is a transformation from a virtual body to a real body.

To make matters worse, they can't see it.

This guy is selectively invisible to players!

Mustache couldn't wait to ask: "Arnold, do you still remember how we should eliminate gluttons?!"

"This, of course, requires only a spell..."

At the end of the call, the uncle said that he would immediately rent a spaceship to take them back.

"This is also the same as in the script..." Xie Di murmured.

Jia Lan looked at him and said worriedly, "I'm afraid there will be something different."

Lan Shuying said: "The system will not arrange impossible tasks. Look at what we have now? Skills and talents are all limited. What we bring here are instruments, pistols and this body."

She hasn't complained yet.

The instrument is for the environment;

The pistol has been determined to be useless against monsters;
What can they do with the bodies they have been given?

To fight a monster to the death?

It would be more practical to run away with a mustache.

Jialan was thoughtful: "You mean, monsters can be destroyed. He imagined it. He knows the weakness, and attacking that weakness will definitely work."

For example, the mantra exchanged by the two founders.

Anyway, Mustache is convinced.

He memorized the mantras that his uncle told him in the palm of his hand in homonyms, and recited them whenever he had nothing to do, for fear that he would not be able to remember them at critical moments.

……

Nowadays.

June [-]st.

It's not a Children's Day full of joy.

This is the day when the gluttonous ghost comes to ask for trouble as agreed.

Knowing that there is a problem with the air here, everyone will not take off their helmets easily. They mainly eat compressed biscuits, and try to breathe as little as possible from the oxygen cylinder.

Oxygen concentrators and oxygen cylinders have become the most precious things besides food.

(End of this chapter)