dead fiancée returns

By coincidence, Shen Shuning chose to participate.

Earning points is not difficult, the hard part is dealing with other competitors.He was ready, but perhaps because he was too ordinary, in the early stage, no one with ability paid attention to him, but when people were forced to quit one after another, he became conspicuous.

At this time, the methods of targeting were much more abundant than many years ago. Shen Shuning was not a person with a strong mentality. He began to panic and lost some of his hair.

"I feel like I'm going crazy..." He said quietly to Number Zero, "Maybe I shouldn't be participating."

He can also simply give up now, as long as his points drop a little bit, but he is a little unwilling.The desire for the outside world has always been deeply rooted in his heart, suppressed for so many years, and a strange magic power emerged at the moment of rebound, which gave him an inexplicable persistence.

He felt that there was a knife hanging above his head, and that knife would come down at any moment, but it was hanging there all the time, never falling down.

Soon, the knife fell.

There are two days every month, they need to go to the Rose House [a flower room dedicated to swearing to God], sing poems and swear to the so-called God, when all the procedures are completed, the priest wearing the mask will leave, and then they will Back to their room one after another.

This is also called an exam.

There was something wrong with No. [-]'s wheelchair that day. When he reached out to push it, he found that it couldn't be pushed. He bent over to check and found a piece of cloth stuck inside.

He took out the cloth strip, and when he stood up, only he and number zero were left in the rose house.

He pushed Number Zero to go back to the room, and he rubbed his sore neck with one hand. When he went out, a pair of legs appeared on the side of his line of sight. When he looked up, he was surrounded by people.

With a click, the door of the rose house closed, and there was no way to retreat.

With so many people surrounding him, the purpose of this posture is too obvious.

A girl stared at him with dark eyes: "Number 23, are you sure you want to compete with us?"

Her tone was calm: "You are just an ordinary person. If you don't want to die, you'd better quit. For the sake of your safety in the past, if you choose to quit now, we won't target you."

Another teenager said: "No. 16, don't represent everyone without authorization. You don't need to target him, but I think, don't you think that No. 23 has a feeling of wanting to abuse him just by looking at him?" ?”

He took a step back subconsciously, his face pale.

There is no doubt that he, an ordinary person who cannot touch the high-dimensional world, cannot fight these ability users at all. It is too easy to kill him, and he firmly believes that the watchman will not come out to stop him.

Only those with abilities are protected, but he is not.In this experimental base, he has long been considered a waste who cannot touch the high-dimensional world. Although he doesn't know why the base still keeps him, he doesn't think the guards who hate him will save his life.

At this time, he should be terrified. Of course, he is indeed terrified, but besides the fear, he was actually relieved. For a moment, he was even very at ease.

At least he doesn't have to worry about when the sword above his head will fall.

The girl named No. 16 stopped other people who wanted to do it, and said to him: "As long as you quit, I promise that no one will hurt you."

Well, it sounds very good, if you just quit... just quit... He was about to nod his head in agreement, but suddenly remembered the sentence that Number Zero said at that time.

"Try it, Shen Shuning, I really want to see you leave here, and when you come back, tell me what the outside world looks like."

He thought he was crazy.

"Holding... I'm sorry." No need for others to tell, Shen Shuning knew what his own tone was like, it was difficult and dry like a dried radish, pressing on the strings that were about to break, "I... don't really want to quit. "

After saying this, Shen Shuning wanted to turn back time.

It's too bad, it's really too bad, not only bad, but also embarrassing and embarrassing.He clearly wanted to look calm, but in fact his teeth were chattering. If there was a mirror in front of him now, he believed that his face reflected would be white and frightened.

As he expected, his performance made them laugh out loud, and he was almost ashamed.

Said that the boy who wanted to target him had a long tongue from a fight with someone a few days ago. Shen Shuning watched with his own eyes that the other party opened his mouth and spit out a tongue. long.

A strong fishy smell came from the other party's tongue. The smell was really unpleasant, like a mouth that hadn't been washed for half a year, exuding the smell of rancid tartar.

What's even more disgusting is that the tongue was slowly stretching out towards him, clinging to the thick blood, facing such a terrifying scene, Shen Shuning's nerves stopped working in an instant, so that he could only stand there blankly. The ground does not move.

He even thought of how this tongue would wrap him, it would also cover his face, and then wet his face with blood, and the barbs on the tongue would scrape his face Peel off a layer of skin, and twist it lightly, and his head will be twisted off...

like in a horror movie...

He stared forward blankly, and saw Jobson, who was also sitting in a wheelchair, behind Long Tongue, watching the scene with cold eyes.

Just when the same long tongue was about to lick his face, and everything might go as he thought, countless green madness came out from under the long sleeves and trousers of size zero, and spread crazily around .

It is difficult to describe such a scene in words, time seems to have stood still, just blinked one eye, and the entire corridor is occupied by crystal clear green, just like a dream forest in a fairy tale.

Then, the delicate vines with branches and leaves entangled Chang Tongue and the tongue, spinning and tightening back and forth like a giant python, and continuously sprouting new branches, which drilled into Chang Tong's ears, eyes, and mouth, and the vines were cheerful dancing and making sucking noises.

"Oh! No!" Someone screamed in horror.

The transformation happened so fast that everyone was caught off guard and there was no way to stop it.

Thick vines swam under Chang Tongue's skin, like a flexible poisonous snake crazily devouring his inner flesh, Chang Tong wailed in pain, his body shrank rapidly, and within ten seconds, he fell to the ground, It became a dry corpse.

After Long Tongue became a mummy, the vines left his body, they swayed, and bloomed one after another bright flowers, the color of blood, densely packed, beautiful like a dream, and then they happily Return to the body of number zero.

He lowered his gaze stiffly, and saw a thin layer of blood on No. [-]'s pale cheeks, and No. [-]'s eyes were as cold as the first time they met many years ago, so cold that people felt that the blood had frozen.

The guards rushed over with people, but they just let people take Long Tongue's body down without asking about the number zero at all.

"Go back, Shen Shuning."

Zero looked up at him.

After lightly killing a capable user, what No. [-] did was to raise his head and say to him: "Go back, Shen Shuning."

This time, no one stopped him anymore. He should have had the joy of escaping from the dead, but on the way back pushing number zero, he felt like a numb puppet.

Zero's method of killing Long Tongue was too neat and cruel, as if he had done it many times skillfully, with such amazing speed and efficiency, like a machine born for slaughter.

Number Zero who entered the room stood up slowly, and icy fingers climbed onto his shoulders, "Shen Shuning..."

Shen Shuning subconsciously took a step back.

Zero's body staggered, unexpectedly he would dodge away, his fingers slowly retracted, and then those black eyes looked at him quietly.

"Are you afraid of me?"

He said softly: "But, Shen Shuning, I just want to protect you."

Yes, that was just to protect him, if it hadn't been for No. [-], he might have died.

Under Zero Number's hurt eyes, Shen Shuning felt that his heart twisted and twitched like that vine.

"Sorry..." he murmured, "I just... just... can't accept this kind of thing yet."

Even though he was already in this hellish place, even if death became the norm, he still couldn't accept such a thing, whether it was the little boy with a mole on his nose at the beginning, or the long tongue now.

He walked slowly towards number zero, "It's my problem...I will adjust it."

After several days, Shen Shuning finally adjusted the emotion that was too wrong, and resumed the way of getting along with No. [-] in the past, but he knew that something was different. He had a sense of vigilance and fear for No. [-].

Although he hides it well, it's always there, it won't go away.

At the same time, what he didn't dare to admit was that he had doubts about the identity of number zero.

But that's just suspicion.

A few days later, he was taken to the laboratory by the guards, and when he planted an unknown number of fruits on the operating table, he heard the conversation of the researchers in a trance.

"Identify that No. 23 is a waste product, unable to contact the high-dimensional world, consider destroying it, and save the fruit..."

"Keep it, someone above will protect him."

"Huh? Who?"

Who?

He tried to listen.

He has always been curious about why the experimental base still keeps him. It is not that there are no children who cannot resonate with the high-dimensional world, but they were all shot by the guards. In the experimental base, they cannot resonate with the high-dimensional world. The experimental product has no value left, but he is still alive.

The crisp sound of the scalpel striking concealed the depressed name.

He only vaguely heard an Ann in French, and couldn't help but fainted.

When he woke up again, he was already on the bed in the room, and No. [-] was sitting in a wheelchair, looking at him with his chin propped up, "Shen Shuning, you've been unconscious for a long time."

"I'm fine..."

He said awkwardly, got up from the bed, and after trying to concentrate, well, the result was still the same as before, no different, he still couldn't sense any strange existence.

But this time the fruit made his physical condition very bad. His head hurts now, as if it was about to explode. Just getting up, he felt extremely painful. He gave up and lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling above his head.

install……

"Number zero..." He blocked his chaotic thoughts and asked vaguely.

"Ok?"

"Do you know any of the people above with the word 'An'?"

"Anyone with the word 'An'? There seems to be one..." Zero's voice sounded light and ethereal. He pondered for a while and said, "Andre, an old man in his 80s. I saw him once when I was young."

Zero said it so frankly, as if he didn't know his temptations and doubts.

He even said: "As long as you stay for a long time, you can also see him, he is the easiest one to see among the people above."

"But he really looks disgusting, an old pervert." Zero's tone was extremely contemptuous.