Monster Collector [Unlimited]

When Guiying calmed down by himself, Xie Changli got up and walked outside: "Let's go, go and find what you want me to see."

Ghost Baby trotted to keep up, led him out through the back door of the kitchen, and followed the path into the woods.

"Brother!" A voice came from a distance, and with the sound of fluttering wings, a raven hovered beside him, "We separated after eating, how did you get here?"

Turning his little black eyes, Du Ya stared at the ghost baby circling beside him, and became full of energy. Most people couldn't see the ghost baby hiding his figure, but he was completely fine as a monster.

"Brother, there is a dirty little thing sneaking around you, I will help you solve it now!"

As he spoke, he swooped down without hesitation, and Guiying, not to be outdone, grinned his small mouth, and was about to bite his wings with gleaming teeth.

In the next second, they were picked up by Xie Changli's left hand one by one with his right hand, and they could only shout at each other in the air.

Xie Changli reluctantly forced the raven to change back into a human form, and said to the hunched over vigilant ghost baby: "Is the place ahead what you're looking for? I seem to hear the sound of water flowing."

The ghost baby immediately turned his head and ran forward happily.

"Still leaving?" Xie Changli took two steps forward, turned around and asked Du Ya who was full of resentment.

Only then did Du Ya catch up, still thinking: "I only hear the newcomers laughing, but I don't hear the old ones crying."

They finally stopped by the pond, sparkling, the blood moon was cut into countless pieces, scattered on it, and from time to time, swimming fish poked their heads out and tapped lightly.

Xie Changli tapped the ground with his cane, knelt down on his right knee, and took out a multifunctional knife from the tools prepared by the rich second generation: "These places have been excavated repeatedly."

"I'm coming!" Du Ya stepped forward very actively, "Brother, you see, I can fight and do dirty work, unlike some things that only cry and cry."

Xie Changli said coldly, "I don't drink low-grade tea."

The ghost baby giggled.

Du Ya: ...

Yaya is wronged, but Yaya doesn't cry.

After a while, he dug away the top layer of soil, revealing a mountain of bloody black plastic bags underneath.

Xie Changli opened a few and remained silent.

It was a baby torn apart by something.

The little hands and feet seemed to have been violently torn off, and they were randomly thrown in a pool of blood. The baby's skull had been crushed, like a smashed tomato.

In the rest of the bags, there were those who had just grown into human form and had been forcibly taken out.

At a glance, there are at least a hundred bags buried here, all of which are fetuses that were forcibly removed after they had just grown.

He Xiaotong stood up and rubbed his stiff neck: "These are the only complete bones we have collected so far. Brother Xie will not be satisfied."

In front of her were three human skeletons that had been pieced together, all of them were adult males, aged between 30 and 60.

There was a sound from the tree, and Zhao Qing jumped down holding some broken bones.

After the dinner was over, the group of them was leaderless. They planned to go to the chief examiner again, but He Xiaotong stood up and said, "Brother Xie is very reliable, but we are the ones taking part in the assessment after all, so we can't rely on the chief examiner for everything."

Even Yu Yan, who doesn't like to participate in discussions, agrees with this sentence: "We also have to show our value, at least we can do things within our capabilities."

"Anyway, you can't be like that newcomer who relies on petting and flattering his superiors." Sun Ping snorted, looking coldly at the back of Du Ya who was tiptoeing towards the kitchen.

Noticing the smell of lemon in the air, Zhao Qing hurriedly said, "I can go to fight bones with Sister Xiaotong."

So, the two of them got together again. He Xiaotong, who had rich knowledge of forensic medicine, was in charge of fighting, while Zhao Qing was in charge of searching for various bones.

"What about these?" Zhao Qing asked, throwing down all kinds of strangely shaped bones, "We also have to do a good job of reasoning, and then tell brother Xie the result directly."

He Xiaotong looked at it and shook his head: "Most of these are the bones of other creatures, such as this one."

She picked up a slender bone and flipped it to the side: "A dozen eyes look like human ribs, but the bones are hollow. Although I'm not a veterinarian, I'm not very familiar with which part it is, but it's obvious that it's still flying above our heads." Bones of strange birds."

"After we started the mission, none of these strange birds attacked us." Zhao Qing stroked his chin. "I have an idea. Perhaps, these birds wanted to drive us out of here at first."

He Xiaotong was not very interested in solving puzzles. With a hmm, he took out a staff that was half an arm long from his pocket, and began to chant in a low voice.

Her personal skills are useless for the current situation, but a skill that comes with the bound natal weapon may have a miraculous effect.

As she chants, one of the bones staggers to its feet and begins to climb the tree, looking for the bone.

He Xiaotong took back the staff, and the pendant that controlled the spirit value cracked a gap, and she took it off and replaced it with a new one. Even with protection, her complexion is not very good at the moment, and the humming sound like sea waves keeps ringing in her ears .

"It's a corpse seeker now. It can sense bones, pick them up, and send them all to the hall. Let's wait in the past and pick out the right ones to show Brother Xie." He Xiaotong explained, suddenly remembering, "I It seems that I haven't seen you use your natal weapon yet?"

Zhao Qing smiled awkwardly.

"I forgot that you took part in the full-time assessment after passing only one dungeon," He Xiaotong recalled Zhao Qing's self-introduction at the beginning, secretly admiring the high quality of the newcomers now, "You can start building your natal weapons now, I remember your trade union has Good mechanic."

"Actually, I've been using it for a long time," Zhao Qing smiled wryly. "It's not like you all have special skills. I can only increase the strength of my natal skill Thunder by 200% and reduce the CD by 50%."

He pulled up the cuff of the windbreaker, revealing a black wristband, and said with regret: "The props I got in the first instance were directly bound, and later I chose the order camp, but I was told that our camp can only Bind an item as a natal weapon. Brother Yu is the best, endured three dungeons, and did not bind until the last dungeon got the piper's magic flute."

This is also the stupidity that newcomers often make.

He Xiaotong patted him on the shoulder sympathetically: "Our camp is for self-cultivation, and the increase of your weapon will be very impressive in the future. Although the rebel camp can bind multiple props, they are weak and are just cowards."

"Speaking of which, cultivating one's own body," Zhao Qing asked curiously, "Brother Sun's current situation is, what did you eat?"

"He ate the remains in advance, and his mental value continued to decline, his desire magnified, and his judgment declined." He Xiaotong's face sank, "If this dungeon can last, his personal skills will usher in the first evolution. This copy will degenerate into a monster."

They unconsciously looked towards the lit second floor, where there was the only person who did not join the investigation, but was fighting with himself.

"woo woo woo woo……"

The crying of the baby is still going on.

Sun Ping turned over impatiently, then lay back down, finally opened his eyes, and angrily poured himself a whole bottle of mental stabilizer again.

The baby's cry was extremely penetrating. He fell asleep for a while and was woken up again, his whole brain was occupied by anger.

He barely calmed down, listened carefully, and realized that this was not a hallucination lingering in his mind, but something crying outside the door, and even started to scratch the door.

A bow and arrow with a flame-red color appeared in his hand, and the flames were twisted into arrows, which he put on the bow.

Do you want to choose to go to Brother Xie?

A thought naturally appeared in his mind, and Sun Ping was a little shocked, secretly despising himself for relying on others so unconsciously.

The 10 o'clock bell hadn't struck yet, so it shouldn't be time for the dinner party to start, and it was safe outside.

Sun Ping made up his mind, he is not like that fragile newcomer, in this assessment, he must be the one who can be given the highest evaluation by the chief examiner!

As long as he shoots a dozen arrows into the corridor and burns it down, the group of monsters with the most D rank will not even have bones left.

He suppressed his anger as much as possible, gently pushed the door open a small crack, and shot three arrows in succession into the darkness without looking.

The tongue of flame swept across most of the corridor almost instantly, illuminating the eyes of one after another babies around.

They cried even louder, pricking people's eardrums again and again like needles, but they ran away quickly.

"Still running." Sun Ping's eyes were red, and the effect of eating the remains was highlighted. His body began to dissimilate, and the flames replaced his hair, burning like his angry heart at the moment.

The employee workbook kept shaking, as if it was sending out a warning, but at this time he had no time to take care of it.

The flame started to burn from his fingertips and spread all the way to his elbows, changing from orange to bright white, the temperature continued to rise, and as he chased and killed, it almost burned the entire corridor.

In the midst of the fire that filled the sky, the Vulcan bow suddenly struggled, and white lines emerged on it, growing like vines, and finally burst open suddenly, turning into an angry shout: "Sun Ping!"

The name is connected with the soul, and the insurance prepared by his brother at a great price has played a role at this moment.

Under the blow, Sun Ping calmed down and put down the bow and arrow in a daze.

It's an illusion!He was controlled by the remains!

Sun Ping reacted extremely quickly, activated three life-saving props in a row, and rushed back to his room.

With his back against the door, he analyzed the situation as calmly as possible: the cries of these babies can lower a person's mental value.

Wait, Sun Ping realized something was wrong. The floor of the room he remembered was ordinary slate, not this kind of dark red carpet.

Trembling slightly, he raised his head, and instead of seeing the familiar little bed, he saw pairs of bloodthirsty eyes glowing in the darkness.

Snapped--

Life-saving props shattered extremely quickly.

Without hesitation, Sun Ping turned around and started running in the corridor, at the same time he took out several tubes of mental stabilizer from the pocket of his windbreaker and poured them down forcefully.

The road had no end in sight, and one familiar door after another appeared and shattered in front of him, accompanied by the sound of explosions of life-saving props shattered one after another.

Yes, and an employee handbook.

He took out the pamphlet and stared at the slowly rising mental value under the numerous mental stabilization props.

Soon, after this sip, it will return to the normal value.

He took a deep breath, and under the effect of the slow-release agent, he saw the corners on both sides of the corridor again, and the door that belonged to him was right in front of him.

Sun Ping hurriedly opened the door and walked in. Seeing the familiar furniture, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He has very little experience in dealing with this kind of hallucination, and at this time he also felt a sense of gratitude for his survival after the catastrophe.

Fortunately, there is an employee handbook...

If Sun Ping froze, the door behind him seemed to become the soft and wet touch of the corridor wall again.

What if the employee handbook he saw was just an illusion?

Sun Ping swallowed his saliva and raised his head. The room furnishings that he felt at ease before have all turned into invisible end passages.

He still hasn't come out of the hallucination.

"Dad" "Dad" "Dad"

Cheerful children's cries kept ringing.

It's the worm meat I ate tonight. Under the current state of mind, I'm afraid it will hatch soon.

He lowered his head, with a determined look on his face, holding the healing potion in his mouth, and took out a knife.

In severe pain, he cut open his stomach, quickly found the stomach, and took out a mass of chewed worm bodies from inside.

Fortunately, it hasn't hatched yet.

Sun Ping breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to sew.

pop - pop - pop -

What is slapping the floor?

He turned his head slowly, and the worm meat that had been thrown on the ground turned into a big white-tailed fish at some point, flopping about on the ground. The inorganic dead fish looked over, as if mocking his innocence.

The strong fishy smell recoiled up from the esophagus, and Sun Ping fell to his knees all at once, vomiting profusely, fish scales slid down his throat stickily, and big fish fell to the ground one after another, thumping and slapping the floor.

Then his throat was split, his esophagus was split, and the stomach he had just sewn up was split. More and more big white fish fell faster and faster, until they swarmed out and completely submerged him.

The tail was still beating the floor.

pop - pop - pop -