Marvel: I Am Urban Legend

Opening the first page of the diary, there are several lines of numbers "64, 636, 78, 74..." crookedly written on it.

Zheng Ye frowned and looked at the numbers on the first page repeatedly, and then said to Tony: "Tony, turn on the searchlight on your armor and see if there are any numbers on these doors."

"Okay, please give way."

Hearing this, Zheng Ye leaned to the side, and then two beams of light, many times stronger than the lights on his tactical glasses, instantly bloomed, illuminating the dim corridor like daylight.

After his vision became clear, Zheng Ye found something different on these doors. Basically, there were different numbers on each door.

Looking further, several people observed that except for the numbers recorded in the diary, which were bright red, the other numbers were all dark black.

"Look at the next few pages for any other hints..." Steve reminded.

After listening to Steve's words, Zheng Ye turned the diary to the next page.

The dark red handwriting, with dried blood scabs on it, was also crookedly written with several paragraphs.

"Dad went crazy, he killed mom..."

"The light in the room is broken, I'm so scared..."

"Mom's voice came from outside the room..."

"Dad died. I put his body in my favorite pillow so that dad could always protect me..."

"My mother wanders around the house every night. I like to hide and seek with my mother most..."

This page contains only a few intermittent sentences, but it tells a horrifying story.

Zheng Ye wanted to turn to the next page to see other content, but he couldn't turn it.

As if something had been touched, a shrill scream came from the diary, and then a large amount of smelly blood began to seep out from inside.

Since the three of them couldn't see what each other was holding, Steve and Tony only heard a shrill scream, and then smelly blood continued to flow from the air.

The two of them panicked for a moment, calling Zheng Ye's name frantically into their headsets, asking about his current status.

Zheng Ye looked at the diary that was bleeding continuously in his hand, quickly threw it on the ground, jumped back a step, wiped his hands with the nausea in his heart, and slowly walked towards it again.

It feels very slow to say it, but in fact this series of things happened in only two seconds. After Zheng Ye threw the diary to the ground, he reported to the two of them that he was safe through the headset, and then the three of them asked the two people on the ground together. Look at the diary.

Strangely enough, when the diary was thrown to the ground, it was like a goose that was suddenly strangled by the neck. The sound stopped suddenly, and the flowing blood gradually disappeared.

Just when Zheng Ye was about to reach out and pick up the diary again, Tony suddenly took the lead and took the diary into his hands. Zheng Ye and Steve watched the broken red diary suddenly Disappeared from his sight.

"Leave such dangerous matters to me. After all, I still have a layer of armor, right? And among the three of us, in terms of self-healing, you two are really no match for me." Tony said as he spoke. As he spoke, he reopened the diary and shared everything he saw on his tactical glasses.

The first page still has the same string of numbers, and I still don’t know what they mean, but the text recorded on the second page is no longer what Zheng Ye just saw.

Written on it were several large bloody characters that had not completely dried up: "Everyone deserves to die...".

Suddenly, a creepy feeling came over the three of them. It was a feeling coming from the depths of the soul. It made people unable to muster the slightest desire to fight. They just wanted to run away as fast as possible, as if they would die immediately if they ran slower for a second. .

Without having time to think about it, Zheng Ye casually opened the ajar door nearest to him and quickly entered it.

The tactical glasses showed that Steve and Tony also chose different rooms to hide in, as if a pair of big hands were invisibly controlling everything at the scene.

Zheng Ye briefly looked around. The layout of the house was very simple, with a single bed, a locker, and a study table. Apart from that, there was nothing else in the house.

The house was temporarily safe. Zheng Ye asked about the situation of the two people through the headset. The results were similar. The only difference was that the beds in both of their rooms were double beds.

The fear lingering in the hearts of the three people did not disappear, but became stronger as time went by.

"Boom..."

Before Zheng Ye could say anything, a loud knock on the door suddenly came.

"Dong dong..."

"Dong dong dong..."

The sound became more and more urgent and powerful, and it seemed that the guy outside the door couldn't wait to come in.

Zheng Ye stared in the direction of the door, his forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat, and the hand holding the shotgun was a little slippery due to sweat. Zheng Ye had to increase his grip.

Looking at the door that was constantly falling into dust, Zheng Ye felt that the thing outside the door would break in the next second. At this moment, the inexplicable fear in Zheng Ye's heart had reached its peak.

The human instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages occupied Zheng Ye's brain. After looking around for a week, he quickly crawled under the bed closest to him with a shotgun. After the sheets fell, he could just see a little outside.

"boom…"

The door was violently broken open by the guy outside. From Zheng Ye's perspective, he could only see a pair of bloody bare feet and a huge watermelon knife dragged on the ground.

Looking at the feet getting closer and closer to him, Zheng Ye felt that he was about to suffocate, his heart seemed to jump out of his mouth in the next second, and he did not dare to take a breath.

For a moment, the only sounds in the room were the squeaking of feet on the ground and the sound of a watermelon knife being dragged on the ground.

Seeing the naked feet leaving bloody footprints all over the house and finally leaving, Zheng Ye's tense nerves suddenly relaxed and he breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously.

The next second, he covered his mouth in horror, opened his eyes wide and looked at the bloody feet stopped at the door.

After pausing for about a second, he slowly walked outside again.

Zheng Ye covered his mouth, not daring to relax at all this time.

Just when those bloody feet were about to walk out of Zheng Ye's sight, they suddenly appeared in front of Zheng Ye's bed at an incredible speed.

The speed was so fast that Zheng Ye even saw the watermelon knife sliding out a series of sparks on the ground.

At this moment, the pair of feet that were dripping with blood were only five centimeters away from Zheng Ye's eyes. As long as Zheng Ye took a breath, he might not be able to see the sun tomorrow.

After staying for about a minute, the owner of the bloody feet finally dragged the watermelon knife out of the house slowly.

Zheng Ye completely shared the previous perspective on his tactical glasses. Steve and Tony were really worried about Zheng Ye.

And the feeling of danger of dying quickly exited Zheng Ye's body like a tide.

Zheng Ye, who had escaped from hell, turned over with difficulty and breathed air silently and loudly under the bed, like a drowning person.

He had not experienced this feeling of being on the verge of death for a long time. Ever since he had more and more golden fingers on his body, Zheng Ye seemed to have become a "mang villager".

Rampant in a strange world full of dangers, relying on his powerful strength to defeat all kinds of strange creatures, and sometimes even play tricks on the less powerful ones. All kinds of mindless tricks frequently appear.

Zheng Ye completely substituted himself into the template of the protagonist. Once the golden finger is opened, he can do whatever he wants.

But the strange mission at this moment gave him a hard slap, forcefully prying open his eyes that were blinded by power, so that he could see the real world clearly.

No matter how golden your fingers are and all kinds of superpowers come to you, there will always be other powers that you are unable to use. There is no strongest in this world, only stronger.

You feel that you are invincible, which is your luck and your sorrow.

Fortunately, there are plenty of people who can kill you, but you haven't met any of them.

The sad thing is that you have begun to get lost, you can no longer recognize yourself, and you have lost your absolute calmness in judging things.

After about ten seconds, Zheng Ye finally calmed down a little and whispered to Steve and Tony to hide. Then he felt something slippery on his right hand side.

When he held his hand in front of his eyes, he saw that it was smelly blood. Due to excessive fear, he had temporarily lost his sense of touch and smell.

Quickly looking to the right, a half-solid pillow appeared in front of Zheng Ye. The half-man painted on the pillow was facing Zheng Ye with a weird and crazy smile.

"boom…"

Zheng Ye endured the ringing in his ears caused by shooting at close range, quickly ran out from under the bed, opened the locker, briefly looked around to see if there was any danger, and then quickly got in.

The next second Zheng Ye closed the locker door, the owner of the bloody feet ran frantically to the single bed, carrying a long watermelon knife, looking for something.

Through the gap in the locker, Zheng Ye saw clearly that the owner of the bloody feet was the "ghost in pajamas" whom he had set on fire just now.

At this moment, he appeared intact beside the single bed, his upper body twisting irregularly from side to side, looking for the source of the sound just now.

The "Pillow Monster" who was shot by Zheng Ye slowly crawled out from under the bed with blood on his face.

The "Ghost in Pajamas" glanced at the "Pillow Monster" at her feet, let out a strange scream of unknown meaning, then raised an exaggerated watermelon knife and slashed at it crazily.

The watermelon knife split open the single bed with an extraordinary sharpness, and then easily cut half of the "Pillow Monster" into two pieces.

After being chopped by the watermelon knife, the "Pillow Monster" seemed to be controlled in place by some kind of force. It could only make a huge wailing sound and kept struggling in place.

The "ghost in pajamas" was gradually speeding up her knife swings. After a while, the single bed was in a state of tatters, and the "pillow monster" also lost its voice, as if it was truly dead.

After a while, the "ghost in pajamas" gradually stopped her crazy behavior, as if she had vented some resentment in her heart.

Then, without even looking at the "Pillow Monster" on the ground, he slowly walked towards the locker where Zheng Ye was, dragging the watermelon knife that was still bleeding.

Zheng Ye's heart was high again at this moment. The inexplicable fear of imminent death once again filled his brain instantly, and all the hair on his body exploded in an instant.

At this moment, apart from clenching the shotgun in his hand, he didn't even think of firing a shot.

The "ghost in pajamas" quickly walked to the locker. Her upper body was moving irregularly at the moment, and her nose was rising and falling as if she was smelling Zheng Ye's scent.

Being so close, Zheng Ye could occasionally see her only eye through the gap, a blood-red eye that made people extremely frightened.

Just when Zheng Ye's fear reached its peak and he was about to collapse, the "ghost in pajamas" suddenly turned around and left the house.

1 minutes later...

"Gudong..."

Zheng Ye couldn't help but swallowed, and at the same time carefully observed the situation outside through the gap in the locker. Seeing that there was no movement for a long time, Zheng Ye finally plucked up the courage to walk out of the locker.

Carefully, carefully, and again carefully, I walked to the door bit by bit, and quietly looked in the corridor, but I didn't find the "ghost in pajamas".

Zheng Ye carefully returned to the room and called Tony and Steve in a low voice through the headset, but there was no response at all.

The tactical glasses also showed offline status at this moment. Zheng Ye didn't notice when this started. Even Jarvis couldn't contact him at this moment. This sudden feeling of powerlessness made him feel extremely irritable and panicked.

He hates things happening out of his control, and is also very worried about the safety of his two friends. If something happens to the two of them during this mission due to his own fault, Zheng Ye will blame himself for the rest of his life. .

Fortunately, before all this happened, Zheng Ye clearly remembered the location of the room where the two were hiding. After confirming that it was temporarily safe, Zheng Ye took out his Tang Dao from the system backpack and placed it on his left hand. At the same time, a sword appeared on his right hand. He picked up a cold black giant sword, which was the trophy he captured during the mission full of bugs.

Just when he was about to go out to look for the two of them, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that the drawer of the study table had been opened at some point.

There was a bottle of unknown content inside. Zheng Ye put the black giant sword in his right hand back into the system backpack and carefully opened the drawer.

A green medicine bottle appeared in his eyes. He picked it up and looked at it. It said "psychotropic drugs" and below it was a simple introduction: "There is no so-called monster in this world. Eat it." , restore your unknowingly lowered quotient, and return to the way of vision and thinking of normal people.”

Zheng Ye looked at it again and again, and then he still didn't eat the pills inside. He just threw them into the system backpack. Then he took out the black giant sword with his right hand again, sorted out his mood, and encouraged himself. He bravely stepped out of the house.