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There are many scenes of cutting heads and intestines in horror games, but it is the first time for Gojo Satoru to actually practice it by himself.However, it is naturally impossible for this level of operation to make him feel scared, at best it is disgusting.

Gojo Satoru first decides to attack Kuna.He first licked the iron rod that penetrated his head, and the dried liquid seemed to become moist again because of this action.Gojo Satoru put his hand into Kuna's brain because of the stabbed wound, and the smile on his lips gradually faded due to the greasy touch of his hand.

Fishy, ​​sticky, and cold.The well-developed nerves at the fingertips transmitted all the sensations it touched to the brain. The feeling of being surrounded by corpse fluid, blood, and brains made Gojo Satoru feel as cold as if he had been locked in a freezer.

Soft brains and hard skulls slipped through his hands one by one, but after touching around, he didn't find the key that was said to be a "gift".

Gojo Satoru pulled out his hand and looked at the mottled blood on his skin and twitched his mouth.Resisting the urge to queasy, he dragged across Ron's body, and the broken limbs that had been put together fell off.

After the ribs were crushed, the entire chest cavity was flattened like a deflated balloon, and some broken bones were exposed to the air through the skin.Gojo Satoru lifted the limp flesh in front of him with a livid face, and tried hard to find the key in Ron's chest and abdomen.

"It's best not to tell me that this is a prank..." The long-haired boy squatted on the ground with a face full of disgust, and his subordinates moved very fiercely, "Otherwise your company will be over."

When pinching an unknown organ, Gojo Satoru finally felt something hard hidden in the broken piece of flesh.He pulled it out immediately, and the brass key was covered with grease and blood lying in his dirty palm.

Currently, Gojo Satoru has no idea about this key. He used clean hands to find out the alcohol in his backpack, and finally poured it on his hands to disinfect himself.

The door leading from the garage to the underground prison was still open, and the dark hole looked unsafe.Gojo Satoru reloaded the gun with new bullets after sorting out his belongings, and tied the flashlight to his arm for easy movement.

Before leaving, he took a special look at the heavy door, which was almost indistinguishable from the wall.There is no handle on it at all, and the deformed wall can also be seen to be the result of forcibly pried open by external force.He remembered that Sakai Natsuki entered the underground prison from here before, and his eyes lingered in the cracked gap.

Does Nazuki have such strength?Gojo Satoru was a little surprised for a moment, but now was not the time to think about it. He took a deep breath and walked underground with full concentration.

There is a staircase going down, which is narrow and damp, and the moss grows more and more down.He didn't come in this direction when he came before, but he is already very familiar with the general terrain of the underground, after all, he also passed the level in this card.Although the road inside was very tortuous, there was only one main road, and the two sides were either prison cells or stone walls, so he and Ron were really embarrassed when they fought in this small space.

This also made Gojo Satoru irresistibly think of Sakai Natsuki again.If she hadn't appeared at that time, he thought that he might have given up the game because of the infinite loop of stuck levels, but now the decision to "give up" has become very difficult for him.

What made this change?The beautiful and bright face of the blond girl lingered in his mind, and it turned into bits and pieces of air that entwined his breathing invisible.For such a long time, even if you are with a kitten and puppy, you should develop a relationship, let alone a person?

He thought maybe it was destined to have this kind of result since he played this game out of curiosity.Gojo Satoru's current mentality is no longer as simple as just looking at "Jie's favorite npc". Too much attention made him fall into the game involuntarily, and then gradually transformed this curiosity into liking for Sakai Natsuki.

Although this kind of emotion is mixed with all kinds of jokes and freshness, it is enough to make Gojo Satoru work hard for her death - at least he can't watch her die so casually, he would rather kill her himself.

Gojo Satoru sighed and turned his gaze back to the ground.

Water dripped continuously on the stone wall, and the sound of tick-tock was a bit eerie in the absolute silence.The flashlight illuminated the pitch-black environment, and his figure was reflected in the deep and shallow puddles on the ground.

But not long after, when Gojo Satoru crossed the stone wall and walked into the cage, all the dead people who didn't know whether they were human or zombies came back to life.

It is of course inappropriate to describe them as "alive". Wujo Wujo thinks that their current situation of fraudulent corpses is more like being dominated by someone, and this person must be Countess Mary in his heart.The combat power of the zombies locked in the prison is greatly reduced because they are restrained by the fence, and they have no other lethal power except for the roar of demonstrations.

However, Gojo Satoru's mood did not become lighter, he still remembered that there were hordes of corpses at the place where he fell.Sure enough, the moment this idea first appeared, his ears caught the deafening footsteps. After weighing for a second, he rushed head-on towards the chaotic noises.

The roar echoed continuously in the cramped aisle, and Gojo Satoru judged from the sound that there was still a certain distance between him and the zombies. He quickly ran to the source of the noise, and after turning the corner, he threw bombs at the crowd of corpses. bomb.The gray smoke that merged with the background ignited and floated upwards, and then the weapon filled with gunpowder exploded violently in the air.

The orange-red light spot was dazzling in the dark underground. Most of the limbless zombies were destroyed in the explosion. All kinds of mutilated limbs and broken organs splashed on the stone wall and fell everywhere.

However, there were still some zombies wrapped in the center that were not attacked by the bombs. Wujo Wujo held his breath to block the unpleasant smell floating into his nasal cavity, and raised his gun to shoot wildly at the inhuman monsters that were rushing.

The sound of bullet casings constantly falling on the ground was drowned out by the zombies. They obviously felt much calmer when facing firearms. Groups of monsters rushed towards the standing white-haired girl one after another.

Gojo Satoru cursed secretly in his heart, and stepped back trying to avoid the attack of the zombies.The sharp claws scratched his skin, and their mouths were filled with sticky unknown liquid, trying to bite his flesh.The bullet into the body will only make the monster's action twitch briefly for a few seconds, and then they will resume their attack.

During the long period of defense and attack, his breathing lost his steady rhythm, and the bulging veins on his forehead revealed Gojo's nervousness.He completely abandoned the use of firepower and began to brandish the gun as a long knife.

The butt of the gun slammed on the rotting skin of the zombie, and with inertia, they swung off their limbs that were barely glued together and were about to be broken.In the chaos, Gojo Satoru nailed his eyes to the necks of the zombies, and hurriedly chopped off their heads.

Countless heads smashed to the ground, and the sound of being trampled by zombies gradually replaced meaningless shouts. As the number of enemies dwindled, Gojo Satoru finally had free time to think about his next move.He pulled back, dropped explosives at their feet, and ran as hard as he could.

After another explosion sounded, the underground cage finally returned to tranquility.Gojo Satoru slammed into the stone wall under the violent impact of the aftermath, and felt a heart-piercing pain when his elbow hit the hard stone surface.He sat on the ground, looked at the fragmented zombies in the distance, and breathed a tired sigh of relief.

The clothes have been scratched, and the arms and face are mixed with various injuries, including his blood and zombies.The path of infection appeared in Gojo Satoru's mind, he casually rubbed his hands on the hem of the skirt, raised his head and calmed his breathing.

But the infection came sooner than he had imagined.The unreasonable sweltering heat and stinging pain gradually buried Gojo Satoru. His body exploded to a super high temperature in the cold underground, and even the water hanging on his body seemed to be evaporated by the heat.He tightly stretched out his hands to grab his chest, and every gasp was accompanied by severe burning pain, which made him almost suffocate.

My mind started to feel dizzy, my vision blurred, and my limbs trembled uncontrollably.The familiar feeling reappeared in his body, but this time the person who could help him was gone.

Gojo Gojo stood up from the ground with support, and moved forward tremblingly.The sore and weak body made it extremely difficult to walk. In a trance, Gojo Satoru felt as if he saw a vague phantom in front of him. The way it turned its head and smiled was very much like the dead Natsuki Sakai.

"Wu-chan?"

The ethereal voice was far away from him, and after drifting into his ears, he couldn't tell the direction at all.Gojo Satoru's mind was spinning, and his tensed nerves seemed to be stretched to the limit, and they were about to be shattered into powder.

"Come and find me—"

Because of the pain, there was already a diffuse white light in front of his eyes. Gojo Satoru couldn't tell whether it was an illusion or a hook that someone put down on the water. He stumbled and chased the shadow across the wreckage of the zombies, and came to the place where he fell from the refuge. down position.

The mountain of corpses disappeared because of the fight just now, and the only bit of reason left told Gojo Satoru that there must be something hidden here.The phantom dissipated in the damp corridor as if he had completed a task. He knelt on the ground and groped tremblingly. After lifting up a few broken corpses, he felt a cold touch different from stone.

Gojo Satoru's chest heaved violently, and his vision switched back and forth between clear and blurred.In his dizziness, he saw the small metal round hole on the ground, and reflexively thought of the key dug out of the corpse.

"Ha," he panted, trying to align the key with the keyhole, his wide-open eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and the extreme pain made him start talking nonsense, "I just found it."

The upward movement of the corners of the mouth pulled the flesh, weak and ugly.

The key was inserted into the keyhole and turned, and there was a slight crisp sound of the spring clasp being opened, and within a second, Gojo Satoru found himself falling rapidly.The feeling of weightlessness seemed to dispel the pain that was almost unbearable in his body, and at the same time, the electronic sound in his ears started working again.

[The main task has been updated - search the laboratory. 】

[HP boost, current HP: 95]

[Agility improvement, current agility: 95]

[Physical improvement, current physical fitness: 95]

[Spiritual value increase, current spiritual value: 95]

......

The sound of the wind falling into his ears was intertwined with the sound of the system, and by the time Wujo Satoru realized it, he had already stood firmly on the ground. ?