Infinite Nerves [Infinity]

"It's not quite right." Jiang Chen looked at the two arms on the ground, frowned and said: "Although the rapid disappearance of this kind of limbs does not look like a human being, the ghosts in the dungeon can't be killed so easily, either— —”

Qian Wu said: "Either kill it wrong, he is just an ordinary player, and the death of limbs is a special curse in the dungeon. Or kill it right, this is indeed a monster, and there may be more than one monster in the dungeon."

"I, I have a question." Stuttered suddenly, looking at Demon B on the ground, "I-I know he is not human, why, why do you have to kill him immediately?"

Devil B was shocked, "What do you mean? I don't know what that thing is for. If I hit it all of a sudden, I don't want to preemptively let it kill me? Or do you want me to take out a microphone to interview it? Say hello to it son?"

Stuttered, "I, I didn't mean that. No, it's fine."

"Actually, I also agree with Xiaojia." Qianwu glanced at the code name stammering on his chest, "Don't think about killing ghosts as soon as you come up, I haven't met a copy of ghosts killing people for no reason until now. In the scene just now, how are you doing?" Cooking, there is basically no possibility of accidentally touching the conditions, even if the ghosts do appear, they will not want to kill you, and you may have missed an opportunity to find clues."

Qu Ying nodded, "Yes. Listen to what Qianwu said, we walked through eight dungeons together, and his intuition has never been wrong."

Everyone couldn't help being amazed when they heard the words, stuttered and turned their heads to look at Qianwu.

"So strong..." Devil B unconsciously licked his lips, licked the blood splashed on the corner of his mouth, and then shivered disgustingly, "Okay, count me as reckless this time. If this is really unlucky Dude, I will kneel and kowtow to him when the dungeon goes out."

As he spoke, he took the knife under the faucet to rinse it, and muttered, "But how could this guy be human? He should be a little monster that can't handle it. It is estimated that the big monster has a group of little monsters in this house, everyone should be careful." Bar."

Qu Ying opened the food cabinet and took a look, "It's dangerous at night so don't cook in groups. In the dungeon, I don't pay attention. I use two small pots to make some rice crackers, and everyone boils them with hot water to eat."

Some people agreed, and some people simply didn't want to eat and went back to rest.

Peng Peng said, "Then the four of us will stand at the kitchen door and watch you."

Jiang Chen said: "Devil B stay here, and join me to get rid of this big pool of blood you made."

Everyone dispersed, Demon B muttered and squatted on the ground and wiped the blood with a small rag.Jiang Chen picked up the clothes soaked in blood on the ground and threw them away, the two arms fell from the sleeves and rolled to the wall.

The top of the arm is smooth and there is no cut section, and the flesh is long dead, as if it has fallen off long ago.Zhong Liye calmly picked up the two arms and put them in the sink to wash them. After examining them carefully, he said, "It doesn't bleed and has no wounds. It's a medical miracle."

Qianwu: "..."

Qu Ying: "...Brother, I still have to wash rice there..."

"Oh, sorry." Zhong Liye moved out of the way with one arm in one hand, "I always think this thing will be useful later, let's put it away."

As soon as the words were finished, Peng Peng immediately turned his head to look at him, his neck twisted so fast that Qian Wu even heard a bone cracking beside him.

Peng Peng said in surprise: "If you dare to keep this thing, you can sleep in another room with your arms around it! Qu Ying and I depend on each other for life."

Qu Ying also seriously refused: "That's right, strangers or strangers' limbs are not allowed to enter the room for half a step."

"Keep it." Jiang Chen said lightly, "If you are afraid, you can put it under our bed. Qianwu and I are not afraid."

Qianwu: "..."

Jiang Chen turned his head and glanced at him, there was a teasing smile in the black eyes behind the mask, "Right, Mr. Qianwu, this is a human limb, it heals itself as soon as it is chopped off, such an artistically inspired thing——"

"Shut up." Qianwu turned his head wearily.

Zhong Liye asked Jiang Chen in surprise: "Are you serious? Bringing this kind of thing back to the room is not something you would do."

"For sensitivity points." Jiang Chen said with a cold face, "Didn't it mean that the intuition BOSS is not hostile for the time being? Maybe this thing can trigger something, let my nerves be more conscientious and give me extra points."

Several people joked one after another, and Qu Ying started to wash rice.Jiang Chen and Zhong Liye stood together to discuss, and Qianwu heard that they were discussing the current scores.

Zhong Liye said, "Your calmness is 89.5, and Qianwu's sensitivity is 90. It is estimated that this dungeon can fill up the talent subjects of the two of you."

Jiang Chen nodded and hummed, "The problem now is that Qianwu is calm and still loses three, and my sensitivity is only nineteen. However, the boatman we met this time said that there may not be an upper limit for the sensitivity points in the dungeon. Boss, you can unscrupulously rack up sensitive points in a dungeon, which is good news."

Zhong Liye smiled and said: "That sounds like the situation is pretty good. As long as you don't make any mistakes in this book, let Qianwu bring his calmness to a positive number, and then you will bump into a boss who agrees with you later, and we will go out."

Jiang Chen sighed softly, "The premise is that the exiles' guesses about the termination of the host's graduation nerves are correct. Also, where can I find a BOSS that I'm sympathetic to?"

Qian Wu couldn't help interjecting: "It's really difficult." After all, Jiang Chen is actually not very likable guy.

I don't know when Jiang Chen's interpersonal advantage gradually degenerated, anyway, Qian Wu started to have a clear feeling when he was in college.

Jiang Chen is indifferent and sharp, no matter how nice he is, he will not respond, and even show an impatient expression.Except for the admirers in the grade who really can't let go of the young commander's family background and that face, everyone mentioned him as "excellent and reliable", but few people would introduce him as a "friend".

On the contrary, Qianwu is gentle and polite, good at listening, and the older he gets, the more popular he becomes. He and Jiang Chen are simply two extreme existences.

"hiss!!"

With a clang, Qu Ying suddenly dropped the knife on the cutting board, pinched a finger and took a step back.

Qian Wu was startled, turned around and asked: "What's wrong?"

Peng Peng was the closest to her, leaned over and said, "She got it."

"It's all right." Qu Ying waved her hand, "I reacted quickly, I only cut off a little nail, and didn't touch the flesh, don't worry."

Qian Wu breathed a sigh of relief, Jiang Chen said, "Be careful, we are not sure if there will be any problems with these things in the house."

Qu Ying nodded, continued to chop fine green onions with the knife, and muttered: "This knife is frighteningly fast, but it's not easy to cut it. I just listened to what you said and lost my mind."

Everyone didn't take it seriously and continued chatting, but Jiang Chen stepped forward and said, "Show me the knife."

It was a very common chef's knife, nothing out of the ordinary in size and shape.Jiang Chen held the blade in front of his eyes and stared at it for a while, then suddenly said to Qianwu: "It's a pity that Xuanyuan didn't bring in, otherwise we can compare them."

Qian Wu was surprised and said: "How did you know that this knife is evil?"

"It's not necessarily evil, I just think it's very sharp." Jiang Chen said, and suddenly slashed the blade at the cupboard above his head with his backhand. To sink in is as refreshing as cutting a piece of paper.

Jiang Chen drew back the knife again, and handed it to Qu Ying with running water, "No wonder it can cut off a person's cervical spine in one fell swoop, so be careful when using it."

Qu Ying was cooking in the house, leaving Peng Peng and Zhong Liye to accompany him, while Qian Wu was pulled out of the kitchen by Jiang Chen.

Qianwu asked, "What are you going to do?"

Jiang Chen looked up at the facilities in the house casually and said: "I suddenly remembered the feeling when I first entered the house today, but Qu Ying suddenly said that there was one more person, and was interrupted and forgot."

"What do you feel?"

Jiang Chen's eyes fixed on the lamp post of the floor lamp beside him, "Everything in this house is made of solid materials. For example, this lamp post usually only has a metal shell around the outside and a cavity inside. But this one can be seen at a glance. It's solid, heavy and solid, unbelievably heavy."

As he spoke, he brought up the lamp.When the lamp was lifted up, the lines of Jiang Chen's entire arm were stretched tightly. Needless to say, people could already feel the weight of the lamp post.

Jiang Chen tried and put it down again, "It's not just this lamp post. Any kitchen knife in the house is as sharp as a bone, and all kinds of furniture that can be taken at hand are made of solid metal. One swing can make people open a spoon. And that broom, do you see how pointed the head is?"

He was talking about the dustpans and brooms piled up in the corner under the stairs. One end of the broom is sharpened. Usually, I think the design is unscientific. Like piercing the heart at any time.

Qian Wu understood, "You mean that all the hints and facilities in this dungeon are for the convenience of players to kill each other."

Jiang Chen nodded, "Well. It's easy to make mistakes when following the dungeon settings. The more we are hinted at, the more we should avoid casually attacking our own people, but those people obviously don't trust our words."

Qianwu sighed helplessly, "Most people just need to ensure that they can survive. It doesn't really matter if they killed other players by mistake, just like the demon B just now, you see, he really didn't care a little when he said that he would go out and kowtow if he killed by mistake. Can't bear it?"

"That." Qu Ying flashed out from the kitchen door behind him, "The ingredients are all in the pot, it will take 10 minutes. If you two want to find clues, go, the three of us are together, and we will get it after dinner is over." to the room."

Jiang Chen nodded, "It's just right, I want to go to those utility rooms on the second floor."

Peng Peng chased out from inside, "Take these two arms away! My God, my heart is pounding."

Qian Wu was really powerless to stop him, so he had to go upstairs side by side with Jiang Chen who was holding both arms.

From the corner of the eye, there were green blood vessels in the white of those two arms, which looked like they were left over from a corpse, they were no different from the arms of a living person.

Jiang Chen held them in a very serious and righteous manner, just like holding two guns.

Qianwu took two steps and said helplessly, "Can you walk behind me?"

Jiang Chen stopped gently and said, "Okay, you go ahead, don't look back."

Qian Wu went to the front, turned around a turning of the stairs, the light behind him cast the shadow of Jiang Chen with arms folded on the steps in front of him, he suddenly trembled, had to stop again, "You should go ahead. "

Jiang Chen couldn't help being happy, "There's nothing to be afraid of, it's just two arms."

Is it human words, two arms, nothing more?

Qian Wu couldn't complain, and reluctantly followed the righteous Young Marshal Jiang back to the room, watching him kick his arms under the bed.

He couldn't help but said: "I suddenly remembered that someone told me in college that people who are too focused have some brain problems, so let me avoid hanging out with you."

Hearing this, Jiang Chen snorted coldly, walked over and kissed him on the head, "The person who said that is clearly plotting against you."

"It doesn't matter, as long as he doesn't hide his arms under my bed." Qianwu sighed wearily, "Let's look for clues, I don't want to stay in this room for a minute now."

He couldn't help thinking as he walked out.

Although he took the things in the dungeon, but what he took back to the room before were very inspiring things, such as red candles, the diary of the boss, or the boss himself.What the hell is Jiang Chen holding this!Two lumps of dead meat, devoid of spirituality, only nausea and terror.

"Forcing high sensitivity is really bad." Qianwu couldn't help persuading Jiang Chen again, "Don't drive yourself crazy for a little bit, people still have to walk the right path."

Young Marshal Jiang was very stubborn, "It's the right way, let me observe and observe."

When they walked out of the room, the door next door just opened, and the smiling Buddha "Smile Armor" with wet hair came out, stammering: "Hahahahahaha, hello! This, this, this--copy, copy ti—condition, still—not—yes!”

Qian Wu was really tired from listening to him, and originally wanted to walk away, but the other party didn't seem to want to leave without saying a word, and instead stood in front of him.

He had no choice but to stop and continue listening to him.

This stuttering is also quite strange. I heard that people who stutter will stutter more severely when they are nervous, and they will be much better when they are relaxed.But just now when this guy was speaking on a serious occasion, he stuttered very lightly, and now he will start to stutter crazily again.

He stammered and continued: "Although fufu——the house is small! But it's hot and hot, and the hot water is very good! The yuyu bathtub is also——big!"

Qianwu listened expressionlessly.

Jiang Chen suddenly asked: "Do you mean that the more you express your desire, the more you stutter?"

Stuttered for a moment, "No, no, no, I, I—have always been like this. Except, except when I speak very, very slowly, I can, I can barely stutter."

Qianwu yawned, and was about to say goodbye when his heart suddenly trembled.

He suddenly turned his head and looked at Jiang Chen, Jiang Chen's eyes were very serious, not like he was joking.

"How long have you been taking a shower?" Qianwu turned around and asked him.

"Bubble, bubble, and bubble a big and big, da Da Da —"

"Big bath." Jiang Chen couldn't take it anymore, "I took a big bath, didn't I? How long did you take it?"

Stuttering, he was a little overwhelmed by his aggressiveness, and swallowed hard, "No, no, I don't know, it's been a long time! I, I, I, I still listen and hear-a lot of people are there Puff puff running in the hallway! How-how-"

"No." Jiang Chen understood, pushed him away and walked downstairs, "The one who spoke in the crowd just now is a fake!"

The author has something to say: Little Nervous: This player is too tired to talk.

Little nerve: I just want to get rid of him to save my worry.

Floor: hello cruel.