Infinite Nerves [Infinity]

On the fierce road, the feeling of wetness and loss of strength became more rapid. It didn't take long for Qianwu to feel his head was heavy and his eyelids were clenched. Only the soles of his whole body were light, so light that he couldn't even feel the touch of stepping on the ground.

They saw the tragic death of Zhong Liye in the mist, whose limbs were torn apart by monsters that looked like apes and wolves. The player is frantically looking for her lucky bag, snatching the medicine and water she got.

"Don't look." Jiang Chen stretched out his hand to cover that direction, rubbed against his forehead, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's all an illusion."

Qian Wu asked in a low voice, "Are all the illusions on this road taken by the volunteers?"

"Well, those monsters will ignore you unless you take the initiative to step forward. The first phantom I met was you, with your back turned in front of me, struggling with the compass and road signs for a long time and then hesitated to walk in the direction of the road signs. I was anxious You've been tricked."

Qianwu asked, "What about the second one?"

"Second, I had a premonition that I was going to be tricked. I saw you tearing up with ghosts from a distance. The phantoms here don't take the initiative to recruit people, so there is no loophole. I can't help it." Jiang Chen paused with his eyelids down. Dun said again, "The little pill I took just now seems to be helpful, so take one too."

The "antibiotics" in the lucky bag may be specifically for the plague copy, Zhong Liye said that it is not the same kind of medicine as the medicine in the original medicine box.He prescribed ten pills, and the team divided each of them into two pills.

"I don't need it for the time being." Qianwu said, "It's really uncomfortable, but it's bearable."

Jiang Chen gently squeezed his hand, "Then eat half a grain first, the fog has turned black, I am worried that the speed of the plague will increase."

Qianwu paused when he heard this.Jiang Chen also stopped, "What's wrong?"

The blood on his shoulder seemed to be getting bigger, even though he was still calm and steady, his voice was low and hoarse, and the hand holding Qianwu was weak.

"You're losing your mind, it's not that the fog is turning black, it's that the sky is turning black." Qian Wu took out the medicine that Jiang Chen had just broken in half from the lucky bag and handed it to him, "Take this half as well."

Jiang Chen remained silent, Mr. Commander's eyelids were drooping, he was extremely reluctant, but he didn't even have the strength to refuse or refute.

He stood there upright, as if he might fall at any moment.

Qianwu didn't want to talk nonsense with him, took half of the medicine, shook it in front of his eyes, and fed it directly into his mouth, "Swallow."

Jiang Chen slowly opened his mouth and put the medicine in. After a long time, he frowned and said, "It's a whole tablet."

"Ah."

"It's too wasteful." Jiang Chen frowned slightly, and it took a long time to move again and said: "I can't let you manage these supplies in the future."

After walking two steps, he said again, "There are two of us, four slices. I ate one and a half slices, so you can take one too."

Qianwu didn't say a word, Jiang Chen put his shoulders on him, pressed half on him, and said in a low voice: "I can't stand still, you take a pill, let me sit for a while, okay. Otherwise, none of us will be able to walk Collection."

This soft tone is very rare from Jiang Chen's mouth, Qian Wu paused for a while before saying yes.

Jiang Chen's eyelids were half closed, and he really couldn't hold on anymore.Qianwu hesitated and stuffed the half of the pill into his mouth, but didn't swallow it immediately, the bitter taste lingered in his mouth, he regained consciousness a little bit, said with the medicine in his mouth, "Let's go."

Jiang Chen wrapped his arms around his neck, part of his weight was on him, and his words seemed to be close to his ears.

"Guess what's in the collection."

Qianwu glanced at the compass, "With a heavy taste of nerves, ghosts and snakes, or heart and stomach."

Jiang Chen whispered in his ear, "It's really possible."

After a while, Jiang Chen said again, "Do you think Peng Peng and Zhong Liye have reconciled?"

"It's because we were worrying too much, Peng Peng didn't seriously quarrel with him." Qian Wu paused for a while, and suddenly realized that Jiang Chen was deliberately looking for something to talk to, "Are you sleepy?"

"A little bit." Jiang Chen sighed, "Find a corner for me to sleep for a while after arriving at the collection hall."

"Okay." Qianwu nodded.

The effect of the medicine was quick, and the sense of control over the body that had been lost just now returned a little.Qian Wu gossips with Jiang Chen all the way, the fog is getting heavier and the surroundings are getting darker and darker.After walking for an unknown amount of time, he suddenly remembered, "It seems that the illusion has not appeared for a long time."

"En." Jiang Chen closed his eyes and said on his shoulder: "It's probably coming soon."

The speed of darkness intensified, and after that sentence, not long after, the surroundings were already pitch black.Jiang Chen leaned on Qianwu's body, Qianwu held a compass in one hand and a red candle in the other, looking at the dial by a little candlelight.

Jiang Chen has not made a sound for several minutes, only the shallow breath on his neck reassures him.A big man weighed heavily on his body, Qianwu walked with difficulty, and had to stop from time to time to carefully identify the direction.

"It seems like I haven't seen you show weakness for a long time." He whispered to Jiang Chen who was already drowsy on his body.

I thought that guy had lost consciousness, but after half a minute, Jiang Chen leaned on him and whispered: "Because we have been separated for a long time."

The voice was still calm and composed, except that it was a little softer than usual, and he couldn't tell that he was suffering physically.

Jiang Chen laughed hoarsely again, "Fortunately, I found you back, otherwise I might be cold in this book."

"Shut up." Qianwu finally saw a little light at the end of the fog, and he was refreshed, "It seems that the collection hall has arrived."

Hearing this, Jiang Chen stood up straight, opened his eyes and looked into the distance.

His black eyes were full of exhaustion and blood, but his eyes were still sober and deep.In the darkness, the candlelight of Tang Jianzhu opened a path of light in the mist, and the end of the light merged into more brilliant lights.It was a sharp castle-like building, gorgeous and cold, and the fog seemed to surround it in a circle, making it inaccessible.

"It's almost as expected, the collection hall is a transit point." Jiang Chen said tiredly: "There are people in the hall without fog, wearing masks."

Qianwu put away the red candle and compass, and the two hurried to the collection hall.In the fog, I went through a hundred meters of vision to the end of the world, but this time it went smoothly. It went smoothly until the building appeared in front of my eyes. When I looked back at the fog trapped behind me, it seemed a little unreal.

"Qianwu! Jiang Chen!!"

Qian Wu looked at the door, and saw a figure jumping up and down desperately, taking off his peaked cap and waving it in the air.

After Peng Peng called them, he turned back and shouted inside with a crying sound, "They're here! They're here! They're all here!"

"Well."

The voice of Mr. Commander sounded a little dissatisfied, "Are we so bad, we are the last to arrive."

Qian Wu glanced at him, "After all, I took the initiative to embark on a dangerous road in the second half of the journey."

"I'm the one who dragged Teacher Qianwu down." Jiang Chen hooked the corner of his mouth, "Leaving from the poisonous mist, I have cleared my mind a lot, let's go in."

The moment they stepped into the collection hall, the wetness that seemed to be poured into the nerves and blood vessels disappeared without a trace. It was very cold in the collection hall, which instantly made people extremely clear-headed.

The first floor is an extremely empty hall, with nothing but richly carved walls and stairs.But on the floor of the hall, more than a dozen players were scattered and paralyzed, and the smell of blood was everywhere. Some people lost a whole arm, and the broken limbs were uneven, as if they were bitten off alive by some monster. It was blackened and soaked in poisonous mist.

The red Sha has spread to the whole body of the people in the area, except for Peng Peng and Zhong Liye, the lightest one has also reached the present.

They seemed to be still delirious, crawling on the ground and twitching from time to time.

"Where am I?" Jiang Chen took off his mask and asked in a low voice.

Qianwu glanced at him, "After we walked side by side, your cheeks were a little red near the sides of the jaw, but it wasn't considered Sha, and it didn't seem to spread after that."

"Well, you're just reddened up to the tip of your chin." Jiang Chen paused, "Maybe it's related to your performance along the way. Looking at those people with red Sha on their faces, it seems that they will never regain their sanity. "

They talked and looked at Peng Peng at the same time.

Pengpeng is wearing a mask, but he looks good from his hands to his neck. He looks like he is in the morning, as if he is not a player of this dungeon.

Qianwu said weakly: "Your auspicious road..."

Peng Peng came over and said in a low voice: "There is nothing on the road. I followed the signs all the way and found it in just over an hour. I stayed alone all day and ate half a bag of cakes. I didn't come until evening Players behind."

"..."

Jiang Chen was silent for a moment, "Is there no poisonous fog?"

Peng Peng hesitated, "I don't know if it is poisonous or not, but there is no fog."

Qianwu: "Have you encountered any ghosts? Or strange visions?"

"Not at all." Peng Peng murmured, "Oh, but I'm too bored on the road, so I took out a useless road sign and made a weapon, and I'll show you—"

While talking, he took a hammer-like thing leaning against the wall, Qianwu was speechless, Jiang Chen began to rub the bridge of his nose in the corner of his eye, Mr. Commander frowned and closed his eyes, obviously he didn't want to see this guy.

Peng Peng sighed sadly, "I heard Zhong Liye talk about your situation, what should I do, my difficulty is so low, it won't be nothing again."

"You want to survive first." Qianwu glanced at him, "Go and have a look."

Zhong Liye spread his coat on the floor, and Qu Ying sat on his coat, leaning against the wall, hugging his knees and shrinking.

She was shaking very badly, with her head buried, Qian Wu approached and found that her foot was wounded, as if she had stepped into a pile of broken glass, besides the big scratches, there were countless small wounds, Zhong Liye never cared He greeted her and was carefully applying medicine for her.

Zhong Liye's condition was similar to Qian Wu's, while Qu Ying's was heavier than Jiang Chen's. Her lips were trembling, as if she couldn't recognize the person in front of her.

"Be patient." Zhong Liye's forehead was covered with cold sweat, "Peng Peng press her for me."

"Okay." Peng Peng went over immediately and explained: "Qu Ying is also a little confused. She struggled a lot with the medicine just now and didn't hold it down for a long time."

Holding the tweezers, Zhong Liye raised his arm and wiped the sweat from his forehead on his sleeve. He turned around and saw Jiang Chen's blood-soaked shoulder.

"Let her deal with it first, I'm fine." Jiang Chen waved his hands, "Is the museum safe? Have you guys gone up to see it?"

The cotton wool touched the injured foot, Qu Ying struggled and cried, Peng Peng hugged her tightly, and said with difficulty: "The two of them didn't pay attention, I went up. I have already walked through this castle, the first floor There is nothing, the second and third floors are full of paintings. There are no living people or ghosts, it is empty except for the paintings, I am sure."

Both Qianwu and Jiang Chen were taken aback.

"Painting?" Qianwu repeated subconsciously, "What painting?"

Jiang Chen frowned, "Is there anything weird in the painting?"

"Don't think this dungeon is too complicated, it's probably a simple drug-running copy." Peng Peng sighed, "The above are all normal paintings, I don't know much about art, but it seems that there are pencil, watercolor and oil paintings, and some are Illustrations, and prints. I read them one by one, and I didn’t draw any weird things. The abstract ones were incomprehensible, but there were also some everyday ones. I felt very warm and healing when I looked at them. Oh, and the price is also marked , I don’t know how to convert currency in my nerves, I have to calculate it outside, the expensive ones will die.”

Qianwu and Jiang Chen were silent at the same time, they looked at each other, as if confirming each other's guess.

"Go up and have a look." Jiang Chen said.