I'm A BUG In A Thriller Game

Land reclamation No.30 Nine days Escape

In the square basement, sundries are piled up everywhere, and several custom-made storage racks are almost "upright" in the basement, which greatly hinders the sight.

The fluorescent tubes hanging above the head flickered, as if the power was insufficient and would go out in the next second.

Feng Huai frowned and looked over, as if feeling something with the scepter in his hand, a tiny thunderbolt shot into the lamp tube.

Hearing a "crack", the light tube exploded, and the thin blue-purple thunder, like a tiny tadpole, pretended to be floating on the light tube, acting as a stable lighting tool.

The corners of Feng Huai's eyes twitched, and he vaguely felt a hint of asking for credit from the twisting of the thunder light.

This must be an illusion.he thinks.

Yu Ci let out a low laugh, and the slightly tense atmosphere suddenly disintegrated when he was slightly interrupted by the Scepter Thunderbolt.

He looked at Feng Huai and said with a smile, "Don't you brag about it?"

Feng Huai: "?"

The ghosts who did not get enough attention seemed a little dissatisfied. There was a sudden sound of metal objects colliding in the corner of the basement, which was particularly abrupt in the silent environment.

Feng Huai and Yu Ci looked at the source of the sound subconsciously, and something like a metal can fell to the ground and slowly rolled towards them.

In the next second, there was a "tick".

It was as if a drop of water fell into a pool and was magnified ten times, sounding out of thin air.

Feng Huai and the others followed the sound and looked towards the entrance of the basement. They saw a thermometer that looked like an ancient storage box, with a red indicator light flashing, signaling that the temperature had dropped to zero.

Immediately afterwards, a layer of hoarfrost quickly climbed up on the left and right steel storage shelves, and the exhaled air was stained with a layer of white mist.

Bai Shuang chased the metal can that rolled towards Feng Huai and the other two, and quickly covered the ground and walls...

A mouse screamed "Zhizhi" and fled out of the corner in a hurry, but as soon as it ran out of the mouse hole, it was caught by the cold air that followed.

It was about to jump out, maintaining the appearance of spreading its front paws, and was frozen into an ice sculpture.

Seeing this, Feng Huai let out a soft hiss, held the scepter in his hand, and hit the ground heavily.

There was a muffled sound, like a heavy thunder, which suddenly exploded in my ears.

Bai Shuang, who was approaching quickly, seemed to have been pressed the pause button, and stopped at a distance of less than one meter from Yu Ci and Feng Huai.

The metal can stopped abruptly half a meter away.

【I, Japan, I thought I was going to become an ice sculpture】

[I was so scared that I didn't dare to breathe, the newcomer's scepter 666]

Feng Huai took a step forward, bent down and picked up the metal can.

There are a few hard candies that have melted and been frozen in the can, as if they were forgotten in the can.

Feng Huai deformed the can, raised his hand suddenly, and threw it out.

【Littering, please do not imitate (funny.jpg)】

[Wait, didn't you hear the sound of the can falling to the ground? 】

【Fuck, look!Stopped in mid-air]

The metal can was suspended in mid-air, as if it had crashed into some transparent glue and stuck.

Seeing this, Feng Huai raised the corners of his lips slightly: "It's here."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Ci's figure flew past him quickly, and the curved blade of the flying sickle with an all-black body flashed a cold light, and suddenly cut the air in front of him.

The metal can fell to the ground, and a painful howl sounded, shaking the entire basement violently.

Everything on the shelf fell sideways one by one, as if causing a small earthquake.

"Damn fools! You are not welcome here!" The man's roar echoed in the small basement.

All the chandeliers hanging on the ceiling of the basement exploded immediately, and the surroundings were instantly plunged into darkness, leaving only the light tube filled with lightning flashing extremely bright lightning.

Under the thunder light, Feng Huai clearly saw the figure of a man floating in the basement.

The ghost shadow stared at Feng Huai and Yu Ci gloomily. It roared and opened its mouth wide. A pair of eye sockets were cracked, as if they had melted. The eye sockets were full of blood, covering the entire face.

It opened its eyes wide in resentment, and yelled at them against the ceiling: "Damn! Damn! Damn!"

The flying sickle twirled in Yu Ci's hands, dancing like a pitch-black fan, looking for an opportunity to attack.

But this ghost is cunning and flexible and constantly changing

Azimuth, always keep a distance of nearly three meters from Feng Huai's scepter, as if afraid of the thunder around the scepter.

[This head ghost doesn't look very smart, except for roaring, it doesn't do any real harm to the duck]

【Ham, since players are not welcome, just open the door and let them go out】

[Maybe the team leader didn't expect that he couldn't beat the players hahahahahahahahahahaha]

[What kind of scepter is designed to counter ghosts hahaha]

[Leader: Wretched development, don't waste time]

The ghost screamed sharply, and the sound waves pierced people's eardrums with pain. The wooden board above the head seemed to be unable to support it, and it made a series of crisp sounds of "clicking" and breaking.

Hearing the sound, Yu Ci narrowed his pupils and saw the broken planks of the ceiling. The cracks were like knives hanging upside down. They were extremely sharp and crumbling.

"Be careful!" He shouted, and pulled Feng Huai away.

After Feng Huai stood firmly, he looked at the place where he was standing just now, and saw a piece of broken wood smashed down, and the sharp fracture sank deep into the floor.

He cursed inwardly, looking up at the myriad of split planks hanging above his head, and there was literally nowhere to escape.

[It turns out that the head of the team is here to store a big move! ! ! 】

【Wonderful! !This is the traditional ghost attack in the previous rounds!I didn't expect this round to play out! 】

[To tell you the truth, this round is a deadly round, okay, how can you survive with a knife hanging upside down? 】

[Fuck this operation is too stupid? ! 】

Xu Zhiming's ghost was suspended in mid-air, and the face full of blood and tears smiled ferociously. It seemed to find some fun, and slightly narrowed those empty and dark eye sockets.

"Look, look." It said, with an exaggerated tone like an aria, "What can your 'crutch' do now?"

"Oh, be careful, look at the piece on top of your head, it's about to fall!" Xu Zhiming's ghost screamed and laughed exaggeratedly and dramatically.

As its voice fell, the wooden thorn hanging directly above Yu Ci's head fell down.

Yu Ci reacted very quickly and dodged, and the raised hem of his clothes was pierced by wooden thorns.

His eyes darkened, and he simply tore open the hem of his clothes that had been tossed all night and had already become tattered, and tied them neatly into a bunt.

[Wait, I seem to understand where the shortcomings of this game are]

[I also understand that the short board lies in the leader's talk and bad taste]

【The head of the group is planning to play slowly...】

【Hey, be careful with harmony (funny.jpg)】

"Look, look! There's a piece!"

"Hey, both pieces fell off this time, where should you hide?"

"Oh yes yes, how about this?"

"Oops, my pretty face was scratched..."

Xu Zhiming's ghost just sat in emptiness, watching Feng Huai and Yu Ci with relish as they dodged the wooden thorns falling from their heads in embarrassment.

Yu Ci was scratched by a wooden thorn, and a drop of blood clotted on the side of his face.

Feng Huai subconsciously looked over, his eyes turned cold.

They couldn't kill NPCs—especially in the current unknown environment, the punishment of the game would be even worse—this meant that the weapons in his and Yu Ci's hands were greatly weakened.

He held the scepter tightly in his hand and couldn't kill NPCs, but it didn't mean they were helpless. He silently counted the interval between the sixth wooden thorns falling, and finally confirmed that Xu Zhiming's ghost ability also had action rules to follow.

Yu Ci wiped away the blood on his cheek, and returned to Feng Huai after a few dodges. He turned his head to look at Feng Huai, and asked in a deep voice, "Is that enough?"

"Enough." Feng Huai nodded slightly.

[Ahhh, it's out of shape, it's out of shape, the head of this dog is definitely jealous of people's good parents]

[The disfigurement is minor. Seeing how these two people are hiding so passively, it is still unknown whether they can come out of the basement alive.]

"It's about time, you stay with me." Xu Zhiming grinned, and looked up at the ceiling, "Dangerous and beautiful, this is art. Dying from art is also in line with your identities."

As soon as it finished speaking, all the wooden thorns on its head shook from side to side.

Feng Huai sneered, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Xu Zhiming's face turned dark, he snorted coldly, the corners of his mouth clenched, more and more blood gushed out of his eyes, and the wooden thorns on his head shook more violently, crumbling.

"Manipulating three wooden thorns at a time is already yours

The limit is reached, and you still want to shake it all down?Did you wake up from the dream? Seeing that Xu Zhiming's appearance was getting more and more terrifying, Feng Huai shook his head and said, "Obviously you don't have such a thing as self-knowledge."I don't know the meanings of your name. "

Xu Zhiming: "...?"

[?Zhiming, is this how it is used?Ha ha ha ha】

[The NPC is so miserable, and he still has to be complained about his name. This must be the first personal attack of an NPC in his life hahahahaha]

[Spiritual pollution! 】

[The leader is so angry that he is transparent! 】

The ghost turned pale with anger.

More importantly, Feng Huai has indeed seen through its limits. It did not expect that Feng Huai and Yu Ci's passive dodge earlier was not because there was no room for retaliation, but just to test out the depth of its ability.

Xu Zhiming stared at the top of his head with great resentment, and said gloomily: "So what if you're right? I can only control three pieces at a time, but can the speed be increased? One, two, three yuan didn't land, four Five or six yuan followed by... How about you? How much can you avoid at one time?"

"Sooner or later, the wooden thorns here will impale the two young bodies until they rot. You will never be able to leave." Xu Zhiming said with a sneer.

It didn't say anything more, but its figure became more and more transparent, as if it would disappear at any time. On the contrary, the wooden thorns hanging upside down on its head really started to loosen in twos and threes as Xu Zhiming said.

Feng Huai and Yu Ci glanced at each other, and the two quickly moved towards the entrance in unison.

"Want to run out? How naive!" Xu Zhiming roared, and the wooden spikes fell one after another, like dominoes.

The scepter in Feng Huai's palm suddenly hung in the air, and nine thin lightning bolts shot straight up.

Feng Huai did not have the ability to use the scepter to summon the thunder, so it would be too wasteful to use it here.

The nine lightning lights were taken from the Leiming Beast when Fenghuai was refining the weapon. It was originally used to decorate the scepter, and its power cannot be compared with that of Tianlei. At most, it was used as illumination, as a shield.

Taking advantage of the time gap, the two stepped on the right time, climbed up the steps, and rushed to the door within a few breaths.

Yu Ci raised his scythe, hacked a few times and opened a hole in the door, and quickly got out.

The ghost screamed, as if it couldn't believe it, the basement it set up should be a dead end, how could it let these two people escape! ?

Feng Huai lowered his head and looked down at Xu Zhiming's ghost trapped in the basement. From his perspective, blood welled up in Xu Zhiming's almost melting eye sockets, almost turning Xu Zhiming bloody.

He said coldly: "I don't need to strictly guard against all attacks. As long as there is an omission, it is enough."

"As long as a small gap is opened, I will grab it and use all means to expand it until it becomes a door big enough to accommodate me." Feng Huai said indifferently.

"It's a pity that you don't know me well, otherwise you wouldn't have put your flaws in front of me and invited me to break them."

Xu Zhiming: "..." Very angry.What's wrong with being humiliated again after passing the level?

【Awsome! 】

[Newcomer Max...but I just love to listen to his talk! 】

[It's still the same sentence, the NPC is miserable, mentally polluted hahahahaha]

Xu Zhiming rushed to the entrance of the basement with all his teeth and claws, intending to intimidate and threaten the living person who made him rage again.

Feng Huai opened his hand, and the cross flying staff flew towards him as if being summoned. Nine tiny lightning halos were around the staff, passing straight through the ghost's chest.

The ghost screamed in pain and fell down from the entrance of the basement.

Feng Huai squinted his eyes, sneered, and took the scepter back.

He turned to Yu Ci, and saw Yu Ci looking at him intently.

Feng Huai slightly raised his eyebrows, his eyes stopped on Yu Ci's cut cheek, he stretched out his hand to gently wipe away the drop of blood that had condensed again, and frowned slightly.

"It's okay, little injury." Seeing this, Yu Ci said with a smile.

"I used to rely on my face to gain popularity, but now I'm still disfigured..." Feng Huai sighed lightly, and after a pause for two seconds, he raised his eyes with some consoling intentions, looked at Yu Ci, and said perfunctorily, "But It's masculine even with injuries, without detracting from your handsomeness."

Yu Ci: "?"

[Pfft, Yu Shen doesn't rely on his face for food! 】

【not completely! 】

[Laughing, in the eyes of newcomers, is there only one face that shines the most on the boss? 】

[It's rare to see a great god who is confused hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha]