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The screen turns.

Shen Mingxin, who was wounded all over his body, ran for his life. Behind him, a huge lump of flesh with countless strange cracks in its appearance, with countless hands and feet growing out of the crack, was rolling towards him quickly while letting out a piercing sharp laugh.

Those arms, male or female, old or young, withered or plump, barely brushed against the hem of Shen Mingxin's clothes several times, almost grabbing him.

Shen Mingxin knew in his heart that once he was caught, those hands and feet would stuff themselves into the middle of the meat, and fuse with them flesh-to-flesh.

Until completely reduced to one of them, falling into eternal madness and chaos.

Shen Mingxin shuddered suddenly, feeling that his body seemed to have strength again, and ran away at a faster speed.

However, the disgusting piece of meat also accelerated at the same time, and it was getting closer and closer to him, until the distance between the two was only a few meters, and countless sharp sounds that pierced the eardrum suddenly sounded.

"He runs so fast, faster than anyone before him, how did he do it?"

"I don't know. But he won't be able to run any more soon, so I'll find out later when I catch him and ask him!"

"Hey, don't run away, come and join us!"

"It doesn't hurt, it's just a click, and we can be together forever!"

"Ah! Who hit me! Someone sneaked up on me from behind!"

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo on those two people first!"

"Go to the side, Shi Sanba, you're stuck on my foot!"

"What's so fierce, you're still kicking my arm! If it wasn't for your kick, I would have caught him just now!"

"You blame me for your short hands?"

"Quarrel, quarrel! Fight!"

"Join us!"

"Join us!"

Those voices gradually became unified from chaos, and finally merged into a river, shouting to Shen Mingxin as if they had their own surround sound effects.

His eyes were red, the roots of his teeth were sour from biting, and his facial muscles twisted uncontrollably. Shen Mingxin moved his legs desperately and ran forward desperately.

hurry up.

Must be faster!

Otherwise, I will die, really will die!

Shen Mingxin was thinking about it when he suddenly slipped and tripped at this critical moment. He suddenly lost his balance and fell to the side.

At the same time, the piece of flesh that was chasing after him suddenly swelled, "vomiting" out part of the twisted limbs in the body, and the corresponding dozen or so hands and feet jumped forward suddenly, before Shen Mingxin fell. Grab him thoroughly before falling to the ground.

The soft ones are the hands of young girls, and the ones with rough calluses are the hands of old men. The old lady's fingernails are very long, piercing deeply into Shen Mingxin's skin, and the soles of the children's feet are kicking back and forth on his thighs. Step, intentionally kick his sensitive parts.

"Catch it! Catch it!"

"Hee hee, dinner is finally ready! I want to eat the meat on my face, it feels tender!"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, it would be nice if you can eat some meat scum in your position, why are you still picky?"

"Shut up! Shut up! Let's welcome the new member! Who knows what number his turn is, 15 or 16?"

"Don't count, eat first! Eat first! Everyone is starving to death!"

Words that became more and more terrifying echoed in my ears.

Shen Mingxin's face was pale, his whole body trembled violently, and a layer of cold sweat instantly appeared on his forehead.

His upper body was lying on the ground, but his lower body was grabbed by countless hands and feet and dragged towards the meat.

In order to slow down this process, Shen Mingxin frantically tugged at everything he could get with his hands, but realized in despair that his efforts were useless.

Those hands and feet are exerting all their strength, and in at most ten seconds, he will be stuffed into the meat and become one of them.

Do not!

He doesn't want to die!

He didn't want to become such an ugly and terrifying monster, glued to them, and never be reborn forever!

He closed his eyes abruptly, took a deep breath, and before the tears fell, Shen Mingxin took out the old model camera from the consciousness space, and pressed the switch decisively.

A blinding flash.

His figure suddenly appeared behind the huge piece of meat, and next to him was Gong Zijun who was full of offensive but stopped forcefully, and turned his head to look at him in horror.

And right in front of him, the figure captured by the huge piece of meat has turned into Fu Qitang.

……

stand-in camera.

Fu Qitang outside the screen almost immediately remembered this prop he had only seen once.

No wonder when Xie Yiming took out the same camera to take pictures of himself, Gong Zijun recognized him at a glance, and then became ruthless, even killing Xie Yiming directly.

Because in those endless loops of nightmares, Gong Zijun's body and spirit, everything he had was repeatedly cut by the scene in front of him, broken and reassembled, and broken again, with never-ending despair.

The picture trembled, and Fu Qitang felt a soreness in his heart, and for a while, he couldn't bear to watch it any longer.

He already knew what would happen after that.

……

It happened so suddenly that there was no time or room for turning around.

Even though Gong Zijun reacted almost at the same time, rushing forward desperately to try to snatch Fu Qitang back from those hands and feet, but he could only watch helplessly as the huge lump of flesh trembled, and a terrifying scar burst open on his body. Fu Qitang swallowed half of Fu Qitang's body in the blink of an eye.

Countless mouths opened at the same time in the dark rift, biting into Fu Qitang's flesh and blood at the same time.

"Well--"

Fu Qitang's face instantly turned pale.

He groaned in pain, but closed his mouth tightly when the sound was about to escape from his throat, only a slight inaudible wind sound came from his nasal cavity.

"Brother Tang!"

Gong Zijun's Yazi burst into tears, and a cry broke out from the depths of his chest.

At this moment, he completely forgot all the skills he had learned before, and just relied on his instinct to drive his body, use various props and weapons to remove all the things in front of him, advance inch by inch amidst the flying flesh and blood, and finally came to the In front of Fu Qitang.

In less than half a minute, Fu Qitang was only exposed above his shoulders, and a large amount of viscous blood came out from the place where he was bitten, dyeing the surrounding area red.

He lowered his head, leaning his face on the ground, coughing from time to time, spitting out blood with blood clots from his mouth.

"Brother Tang."

Gong Zijun yelled, unaware that his whole body was trembling, and his voice became very soft, as if he was afraid that the person in front of him would never be able to respond again.

Fu Qitang opened his eyes and saw Gong Zijun from his blurred vision. He smiled and wanted to speak, but spit out a mouthful of black blood again.

"I'll cut this thing up and get you out." Gong Zijun's eyes were red, every vein on his forehead and the back of his hand was swollen, and the great pain was churning through his blood like a dragon.

He was about to turn around when he suddenly felt his trousers being touched gently.

"Don't go," Fu Qitang grabbed his trousers to stop him, forced the corners of his mouth into a smile, avoided those cruel words, and said as lightly as possible, "I can feel that it is sewing the soul... I have no Can't get away."

"No, there must be a way, in short, get you out first..." Gong Zijun murmured.

Fu Qitang sighed, at this moment he felt extremely sad, because what he was going to say next made him feel more terrible and terrifying than the fact that he was about to die, but he had to say it.

"Don't waste time, Gong Zijun," his voice seemed to be the same as before, but every syllable seemed to be stained with pain, although it was suppressed again and again, it would still come out from the smallest place, "This time, I May not go back."

Gong Zijun trembled suddenly.

He felt that his heart was suddenly punched hard, his breathing was tight, the blood in his whole body was almost frozen, and there was a sudden roar in his ears.

Turn around.

For a moment, he completely lost control of his body, and even his consciousness became very blurred.When he came back to his senses, Gong Zijun found himself kneeling beside Fu Qitang in a daze, his face was dry without a single tear.

It seemed like he couldn't even cry.

"Everything is left for you, use it well."

As Fu Qitang said, he took out what belonged to him from the space of consciousness.

There is his usual dagger, a spare pistol, dozens of bullets, all kinds of rare consumable props obtained from previous dungeons, and a black plastic villain—this is what they left behind from a ghost they just killed , and there are also two ordinary-looking wooden beads.

"Remember our previous guess. The reason why the train began to reduce the number of trains and no longer add newcomers is probably because it is about to arrive at the station. Judging from the situation this time, the next time should be the last stop of the journey."

Fu Qitang paused, the pain of his body and soul being bitten and devoured by countless mouths at the same time made his mind gradually become dizzy, and he had to exert great effort to restrain himself from revealing his painful expression.But at the same time, he also knew that it was useless—Gong Zijun would not feel relieved just because he didn't cry out for pain. He, like himself, was enduring unimaginable pain every moment.

"The system says that this plastic figurine is a plot prop, but it doesn't have any special abilities, so I speculate that it is a kind of voucher—an admission ticket that can lead to the terminal. You keep it."

Fu Qitang pointed to the two wooden Buddhist beads next to him again, "You know this, the world seed. There were originally three, but I used up one, which was when I 'fabricated' the single-player copy. To be on the safe side, I left the 'Eye of Reality' in there, and when you get back to the car, use another seed, go there and get it back, you should need it next time."

After explaining this, Fu Qitang suddenly smiled.

At this moment, amidst the extreme pain and the shadow of death, he smiled as freely and freely as before, as if he had the best of everything in the world, or simply owned the whole world.

"Gong Zijun, you want to live, you know?" His voice was a little higher than before, with a smile on his face, "Eat more, sleep more, and make less mess. If you don't want to read books, don't read them. Young people are tired of studying." Emotions are normal, there are many interesting things in this world, and it’s good for you to experience more. Just don’t rush to see me, at least wait until you are seven or eighty years old and become a bad old man, understand?”

"..."

"I told you before, I want to see where this train will stop at the end, and what kind of place it is. Now I can't go, you go and see for me, look carefully, and wait until the next day Tell me slowly when we meet again, can it be done?"

"..."

"Here it is again, always like this, when you get angry, you don't talk," Fu Qitang sighed, "Gong Zijun, talk."

In the suffocating short silence, Gong Zijun finally made a very difficult decision.He nodded his head slowly and heavily, and then said hoarsely: "I know, I understand, I can... I can do it."

"Then I'm relieved." Fu Qitang exhaled, his consciousness was gradually dissipating, and his voice became erratic. He no longer had the strength to control his body's instinctive reaction, and a large amount of blood rushed up from his throat , dye every word that follows with fishy sweetness.

"Go away, go away, don't look at me now. I don't want to only appear in your nightmares in the future."

"...Brother Xiaotang, don't drive me away." Gong Zijun begged, whining like a wounded beast.

"Let's go."

"..."

Gong Zijun only felt that his soul was being pulled away little by little, floating out from his fingertips, from his arms, from the top of his head, and then he didn't know where to go with the wind.

He became numb, like a marionette without emotion, unable to refuse, only to obey.Finally, under Fu Qitang's gentle gaze, he turned around stiffly and took a step forward, knowing very clearly in his heart that he was stepping away from the person he loved the most.

"Almost forgot, there is one last thing I want to tell you."

The familiar voice sounded for the last time, but it was already lightly like a dream.

"I love you much.

"Love yourself more, too."

At this moment, Gong Zijun's tears finally fell.

He heard the violent explosion rising from behind him, and saw the system message in the barrage showing that the dungeon had been cleared. He passed by a clump of lush green weeds exuding vitality, and felt the dark clouds above his head dissipate, and the sun poured down again. Falling equally on the shoulders of all things.

But all this has nothing to do with him anymore.

From now on, until the day of death, he will live in the depths of his chest, and his heart will be full of dead leaves.