Monster Collector [Unlimited]

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In the gap of the stairs above, the camera was pressed down.

Du Fei breathed a sigh of relief, and pulled out the quickly completed photo from the top of the camera, feeling cold sweat all over his body.

Before entering this dungeon, he tried every means to search for all the props that could give him a chance to save his life, and finally found a hope at the free trade booth.

[Bulb camera: Like a light bulb in the fog, take pictures of customers and colleagues, and you will see the key to leaving from the thoughts of others. ]

Du Fei flipped the camera and saw a faint red light around the silver pendant on the landlord's neck, and a calm voice sounded: "The landlord's pendant has changed. When we met on the first day, there were only 6 metal rings on her pendant. The number in the middle is exactly 6."

"After one of us died, the number of metal rings has become seven. This is not a coincidence. I can only assume that our death will increase the number of metal rings. After reaching a certain number, the landlord will have a qualitative change."

"The limit of this number should be 9. The number I saw that day was not 6, but 9 upside down."

Comparing the voice, Du Fei was sure that it was the dark horse Xie Changli who had set many records. Coupled with the recognition given by the camera, he could be sure that this was a key clue.

But just like this, he still can't understand why this is called the key to leave in the item introduction.

Unless...the landlord will let them leave after a qualitative change.

A companion who was familiar with the same task as him came over and saw him lying on the railing, and couldn't help but patted him on the shoulder: "Old Du?"

"It's okay." Du Fei got up in a jerk, put the photo and camera in his pocket, and whispered, "It seems that something happened down there."

The two of them hid above and watched the communication below, and Xie Changli, who was on the verge of danger at the moment, didn't notice them at all, only the landlord raised his eyes nonchalantly, looked in that direction, and rolled up a strand of hair beside his ear , closing the door with a smile.

In the early morning of the next day, the remaining administrators of the preparatory apartment were gathered together, and the work tasks this morning were much heavier than before.

"You guys are responsible for cleaning the corridors, the book corner, and taking out the garbage downstairs." The landlord pointed to Lu Changsheng and Du Fei.

Then she turned her gaze to Xie Changli, and randomly ordered two more from the pile of cannon fodder: "You and I go to take care of the specimens together."

The faces of the two cannon fodders were blue and white, but they didn't dare to beg for mercy, so they had no choice but to agree.

Xie Changli was not surprised by this arrangement. Seeing more than 20 gift bags at the landlord's hand, he asked aloud, "Are these bags going to be distributed to the tenants?"

"Fire protection promotion, and some small gifts that come with it, community tasks." The landlord explained, looking through the crowd, planning and arranging tasks.

The only remaining person in the Baotuan group of four wanted to find a place to bury himself when he saw it, Xie Changli glanced at Mo Daocheng calmly.

Mo Daocheng immediately said with a bitter face: "How about I go?"

He introduced himself cheekily, with a small voice and flushed face, as if reciting lines that didn't match his own: "I've been liked by my neighbor's uncles, aunts, grandparents since I was a child."

The landlord glanced at him, then turned to look at Xie Changli, and was silent for a moment.

Mo Daocheng stood in the middle facing everyone's eyes, and was so nervous that he wanted to run away from home. Finally, he heard the big boss reluctantly nodded: "Okay."

The last person left was sent out by the landlord to water the flowers in the flower bed downstairs of the apartment building, and immediately heaved a sigh of relief, attracting the envious eyes of other cannon fodders.

When the crowd dispersed, Mo Daocheng was about to kneel on the ground as soon as his knees softened in an instant, looking at the bags all over the floor, he wanted to cry without tears: "Brother Xie, the things we saw on the first day are not normal. Tenant, this is where I give gifts to monsters, but I give myself to monsters."

"Same," Xie Changli picked up two bags for him and stuffed them into his hands, "Isn't the gift just yourself?"

Mo Daocheng: QAQ

Fortunately, Xie Changli signaled him to get this opportunity, and naturally he had planned it long ago. The little ink group that finished the CD transitioned from the shadow to Mo Daocheng's shadow, and even raised his head to greet them in a friendly manner.

"Don't worry, I can see you through his perspective." Xie Changli handed the raven to Mo Daocheng again, "He will help you too."

Du Ya knew the way, squatted on top of Mo Daocheng's head, lowered his head and gave two friendly rattles as a greeting: "Don't worry, I'm here to protect you."

Mo Daocheng felt a little relieved, and saw Xie Changli encouraging him: "Accept this opportunity, you don't want to be just a logistics assistant forever, do you? All of them have better self-preservation ability.”

Having said all these words, Mo Daocheng's retreat stopped, he gritted his teeth and ran up to the top floor with the bag in his hand, he was about to knock on the door before realizing it later.

Everything was right, why did he feel like he was being fooled by Xie Changli again?

On the other side, Xie Changli finished fooling around and walked slowly to the landlord's room, just in time to see Lu Changsheng and Lu Changsheng busy in front of the trash can from the back window of the corridor.

Lu Changsheng sneezed inexplicably, feeling his nose was a bit blocked, and couldn't help but think of the dark and cold basement, which was really not suitable for people to live in. He lowered his head and took out cat food, and carefully coaxed the cats and kittens next to the trash can.

Now that he knew that the key secret talisman in this dungeon was the cat, his attitude changed very naturally. This cat-teasing look is completely a standard cat slave.

Two big cats seemed to be attracted, hesitantly stepped down from the trash can, and hesitated in front of him with their heads poised.

Seeing that he was about to lean over to let him touch a few, but there was a burst of immature meowing from beside him.

Lu Changsheng only felt that the voice was a little familiar, and the next second he saw the kitten rushing towards him at an extremely fast speed. The movement was as fast as an afterimage that scratched his ankle.

Considering that he could not turn against the cats, Lu Changsheng restrained his instinct to kick the kitten away, turned his head and saw that the nimble kitten had already slid from behind him to the pipeline, along the pipeline, and squatted directly on the air conditioner. On the plane, sitting upright, he meowed condescendingly.

Jia Bu rubbed his temples with a headache, and reminded Lu Changsheng, whose face was blue now: "It seems to be the cat that you kicked away last time."

Lu Changsheng took a deep breath and lowered his voice: "Isn't that one already dead?"

"After all, these cats are not ordinary, and," Jia Bu looked around at the cats who were hunched over in a defensive manner, "they still hold a grudge."

Xie Changli left contentedly, and the little ink ball in the shadow behind the kitten quietly returned to his side.

He handled the specimens according to what the landlord said, and carefully reduced the moth powder that came into contact with his body. At the same time, he had already switched his perspective to Mo Daocheng's side.

Unlike Mo Daochengzhi's original idea of ​​seeing a monster when he opened the door, most of the tenants still appeared in front of him in human form.

It was like a door on the sixth floor. When it was opened, there was a burst of icy breath. The body was quite stiff, and the tenant with the brim of his hat pressed down stood silently in front of him, without saying a word.

After Mo Daocheng stumbled and finished the introduction, he handed out the bag, and the other party stretched out his hand very slowly.

He could have sworn he heard the creaking sound on him, so he bent down to put the bag in the tenant's hand, and turned to close the door.

The moment the door was closed, cold sweat had already come down, and he had already seen half of the tenant's face when he bent over and got up——

His face was blue and white, and one piece after another of dark purple bruises silently hinted that the tenant was already a corpse.

Isn't there a group of corpses in the whole reflection apartment?

Mo Daocheng was trembling in his heart, so he knocked on the door next to him. This time, the person who opened the door was no longer stiff, at least a little soft. He just wore a hood and covered his eyes with black gauze.

He didn't dare to ask what the two weird protrusions under the hood were, for fear of disturbing the monster, he just tremblingly finished the relevant news, and handed the bag to the other party.

This action, the other party quickly took the bag into his hand and closed the door.

Mo Daocheng vaguely heard a strange thank you. To be precise, the sound was more like the flapping of wings than thank you.

According to the basic principle that ignorance is bliss, he tried his best to avoid thinking too much, ignored these abnormalities, and knocked on one door after another with a stiff smile.

After visiting the five families, Xie Changli's voice rang in his ears through the little ink group: "Observe their appearance as much as possible."

Mo Daocheng: ...

He recalled that some of these people were just corpses, some had grown tentacles, and some deliberately covered their eyes, and he also had some thoughts in his mind.

Gritting his teeth, he fought.

So, the next resident was intentionally or unintentionally knocked off his sunglasses, was intentionally or unintentionally held his hands and squeezed them hard, and was intentionally or unintentionally induced to answer some questions.

After one round, Mo Daoguo really felt that his psychological quality had greatly improved. Of course, he also had to thank these monsters. They were indeed not the type to initiate attacks.

On the contrary, they appear very clumsy, reacting to the outside world completely rigidly according to their habits in life.

Mo Daocheng even suspected that they were not aware of the fact that they had died.

Thinking like this, Mo Daocheng knocked on a door beside the platform on the third floor.

It took a while to wait for the door to open this time, and there was the sound of clanging things overturned in the room.

Finally, a huge fat man who almost occupied the entire width of the door appeared in front of him. His upper body was exposed, and his lower body was wrapped with a bath towel that reached to the floor. His face was unobstructed, and it was a face that belonged to a living human being.

It was so normal that Mo Daocheng was stunned for a moment, feeling the impatience emanating from the other party's body, he quickly introduced the content.

However, the already impatient tenant grabbed the bag into his hand as soon as he reached out, and slammed the door behind him without listening to him.

"Wait a minute, sir!" Mo Daocheng wanted to go forward again, but was almost hit in the face by the door.

Xie Changli's calm voice sounded: "Du Ya, find a way to enter the room and take a look. I feel that he is in a critical stage."

Du Ya immediately agreed, spread his wings and flew out from the back window of the corridor, all the way around to the balcony next to it.

The curtains were drawn, and the bars of the anti-theft windows were extremely narrow.

Du Ya shrunk in size and managed to get in. Fortunately, the window was not locked, so he could push a small gap open for him to get out.

As soon as he entered the room, Du Ya smelled a disgusting smell of rancid and fermented food that had been repeated for several months.

He moved cautiously to the edge of the curtain, poked out a small head, and opened his eyes wide.

He finally saw the complete form of the tenant. It was only a part of the huge fat body that went out to get things, and the rest of the body, which was like a worm, hovered in the room, almost occupying the entire living room.

In the living room, apart from this huge body, there are countless silk threads entangled in the corners of the room, and the number is still increasing rapidly. As the body of the meat worm gradually shrinks, a thin cocoon, or Said silk bag, gradually taking shape.

Du Ya hesitated for a moment, but cautiously raised his claws, bypassing the thread that might disturb the larvae, and simply searched for a moment where he could go.

Finally, he found a coat at the door, half of his ID was exposed from the collar.

Du Ya took out the ID card with his mouth, and noticed that the ID card had been torn in half, and the photo could not be seen, but the name was still clear.

Hu Kangnian, the chairman of Hu Group, the developer of Huiying Apartment.