After entering the infinite game, the full-level boss pretends to be new again

Chapter 57 Safe Hotel [17]

What is different from the player on the first day is that the player on the first day was attacked in a sleeping state, and he was still unconscious before he was bitten, but these people who died last night, completely It's all about watching yourself die in a waking state.

Their eyes were still open, and their faces were full of painful and distorted expressions.

From the neck to the lower abdomen, it was cut open by something sharp, and the incision was even neat as if it had been cut by a machine. The internal organs had been emptied, and traces of gnawing could be seen faintly.

Another cut was made at the side of the heart, and the heart inside was taken out completely.

Because of the psychological construction, although the players felt nauseated, they didn't say much.

It's useless to panic now, everyone has entered the infinite copy, and complaining is useless at all.

The players spontaneously dispersed to check the situation in each room.

Lin Shushu turned around and waved at Yan Qing, motioning for Yan Qing to follow her.

As the boy walked forward, his nose kept moving, obviously smelling something.

Yan Qing trotted two steps to catch up with Lin Shushu, poked his head slightly to observe Lin Shushu's expression, then slowly looked away, the girl thought casually, she looked like Xiugou.

The two finally stopped at Room 231.

Most of the rooms where the incident happened were on the other side of the corridor, and only one person lived in the room on this side.

Yan Qing looked up at room 233 next to her, which was her room.

The accident happened on the first day was No. 235, next door to her.

It's now room 231, still next door to her.

"It seems that the boss really wants to make me into a work of art." Yan Qing snorted.

Lin Shushu comforted her: "Maybe it's a coincidence."

However, he knew in his heart that based on the madness of the boss last night, if he failed this time, there would definitely be a second time.

Even if Yan Qing didn't do anything, the boss would come to him again.

The door in front of him was closed tightly, Lin Shushu didn't think too much, just about to open the door, the door that was closed just now suddenly opened a crack.

This scene is very familiar.

Lin Shushu suddenly sounded when he came to look for Yan Qing last night, at that time Yan Qing had already followed the boss to the back mountain, and the door that was originally closed was also opened suddenly like this, and there was a presence in the room that he could not smell. Remind him to go to the back mountain.

It stands to reason that there should be no Lin Shushu in the dungeon who can't feel the breath.

Whether it's a human or a mysterious ghost, he can smell different auras.

But last night, he clearly knew that there was another invisible existence besides him in the house, but he couldn't smell the slightest breath.

"... Is Yanqing's skill affinity?" Lin Shushu looked at the door that had been pushed open, and said thoughtfully, "When I was looking for you last night, there was a... brat in your room? It doesn't seem like there is one. What malice, I am very worried about your appearance, and the thorns and vines on the boss's staff are very close to you."

Yan Qing was staring at the door in front of her, and she seemed to see Zhou Qi's shadow flashing by just now, but only at that moment, Zhou Qi would not appear during the day, and she tried to talk to Zhou Qi just now. Failed.

While thinking, the girl was stunned for a moment when she heard Lin Shushu's words, and then felt absurd for a moment.

How did you manage to guess completely without any connection?
Yan Qing shook his head, "It's related to plants and can be treated."

"Healing skills are rare." Lin Shushu pursed his lips and didn't ask further.

Although identity skills are drawn from cards, they are actually related to the deepest desires of the players themselves. Most people's skills are aggressive, and milder skills are rare.

Not to mention healing.

...a weak little girl who can heal.

Lin Shushu pushed open the door, thinking lukewarmly, it looks a lot like the healing nurse in the game.

The room was dim, the windows in the room were blocked by thick curtains, and only a human figure could be vaguely seen on the bed.

Yan Qing's five senses were keen, and he smelled a strong rotten smell before entering the door.

In other rooms, everyone could only smell the smell of blood. Apart from the blood splattered all over the room, there was no other peculiar smell.

This room is different.

"...Looks like a rotten canned herring." Yan Qing subconsciously covered his nose, frowned, and commented angrily.

Lin Shushu nodded in agreement.

His sense of smell was much more sensitive than Yan Qing's. Even if he covered his nose, he couldn't block the rotten smell, so he stopped covering it up and could barely distinguish other smells from this smell.

The two walked into the room one after the other.

There was a person lying on the small bed in the room. Because of the dim light, Yan Qing stepped forward to look as carefully as possible, and his eyes fell on the complete and flat stomach of the person.

This man died differently from the others.

He didn't look disembowelled.

The whole body was well preserved, not even a strand of hair was messed up, he looked like he was just asleep, but his whole body exuded a rotten smell as if he had been exposed to the hot sun for N days.

Yan Qing frowned, forcing himself to endure the smell, lowering his eyes to continue checking the situation.

If he hadn't been disemboweled, was his heart still there?
The girl leaned forward slightly, wanting to take a closer look, she glanced casually out of the corner of her eye, and her eyes fell on the man's hand covered by the blanket, which seemed to emit a little light.

Lin Shushu was born with poor eyesight, even with the use of props, it only restored the eyesight of ordinary people. Such a dark room is completely blind to him.

The first thing the boy did after entering the room was to go around the window, trying to pull the curtains open.

He had just pinched the curtain with his hand, and before he had time to use his strength, a man's voice suddenly came from beside him: "Don't pull it!"

Lin Shushu's hand froze suddenly.

There were only him and Yan Qing in the room, and Yan Qing didn't speak in this tone.

Yan Qing had already straightened up from the bed at this time, and in the dim light, she said to Lin Shushu expressionlessly, "Pull the curtains."

Lin Shushu subconsciously wanted to do the same, but the man's voice sounded again: "Don't pull it! Brother, please, don't pull the curtain, it will be fine in a while."

Following the direction of the sound, Lin Shushu suspiciously cast his eyes on the only ornament on the table beside him, the teapot.

Yan Qing's expression seemed normal. She walked to the table and pulled out a small paper doll-shaped thing from under the teapot.

The little paper figurine fluttered in Yan Qing's hands, "Oh, pretty little sister, how old is this year? Where do you live? Are you married..."

The girl lowered her eyes and held the little paper figurine in front of her hands, casually throwing it on the table.

"Don't look at it." Yan Qing said, "He's not dead."

　Although this dungeon is not over yet, I'm already thinking about the next dungeon(?)

　　I didn't think about what to write about the plot, but there are a few scenes/themes that I want to write, such as orphanages, hospitals, funeral parlors, ghost marriages, etc.?Or what plot do you guys want to see?
　　
　
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