I am the villain on the infinite set [Infinite]

On the second floor of the empty Mingshan Tower, the man who was stuck at the entrance of the cave was already dying.

What Luo Musheng said was right, even if they returned to the age of 15, the reflexes of Dong Yao and Long Ran were extremely terrifying.

Just relying on muscle memory, they can avoid touch/hand attacks. With the joint efforts of the two, the scorpion has no means to attack.Its tentacles were cut off, leaving only its bare torso gasping for breath.

Zhuo Yu imaginatively borrowed the fire from Dong Yao, and then burned the dagger red, like a Japanese chef, cut the tentacles/hands of the scorpion into pieces, and everyone could smell the aroma of barbecue.

"This thing has a strong healing ability. I want to try whether using fire can block cell regeneration. It's really useful." Zhuo Yu used the tip of the knife to pierce a piece of human flesh, "If you can take it out for research, modern medicine will definitely improve Quite a few."

He looked at his legs and sighed softly.

"Stop playing, hurry up and kill it." Dong Yao didn't expect this weak-looking one to be so perverted: "Cough, otherwise I'll be hungry."

Zhuo Yu smiled at him.

However, before the smile dissipated, Long Ran seemed to stand in front of Dong Yao unintentionally, and said to Zhuo Yu: "This thing has no weaknesses. I searched carefully, and there are no internal organs in its body."

"You don't have to kill it, just throw it on the first floor. It won't come without its tentacles."

Zhuo Yu pinched his chin, squeezed out the blood from the wound on his finger, and dripped it on the body of the man, and found that the blood was absorbed.

"I really don't know whether it is better to say it is advanced or primitive. I suspect that it uses cells to secrete digestive enzymes to absorb food." Zhuo Yu shrugged: "Well, I am no longer interested in it."

Long Ran took Liu Jingyun's straight knife, like a butcher cutting an ox, and together with Dong Yao, he cut the man into pieces, and Luo Musheng kicked the pieces of meat off one layer.

Seeing it twisted and thrashing, but no longer having the strength to climb up the sacred tree, everyone was relieved.

After solving this timed bomb/bomb, what remains to be solved is to think about how to get out of this ghost place.

Looking down from the entrance of the cave, there are dense snakes under the first floor, and the road is impassable.The second floor space was empty, they could only see the black bricks covering this floor, Luo Musheng tried to find the puzzle, but found nothing in the end, there was nothing to decipher here, it was just a blank piece of paper.

Just like a child.

For some reason, this sentence popped up in Luo Musheng's mind.

Dong Yao's anger has grown. At the age of 15, he is a well-known gangster in school. He was not a good boy. The frustration at this moment made him even more annoyed. He chopped the stone bricks under his feet hard, and said angrily : "This bloody place won't lock us up to death, will it?"

Suddenly, he felt that the bricks under his feet seemed to sink.

It seems to be an agency.

It can't be so unlucky...

A breeze passed by, Dong Yao was at a loss for a moment, and the next second, the sound of car horns and hawkers yelling filled his ears, and his shoulder was patted. Dong Yao took a closer look, that man was My own iron buddy.

"Dongzi, can't you? Be a man, go back and apologize to your mother."

Dong Yao froze for the familiar voice and words.

"The teacher is really, Dongzi, you studied hard once, and he actually slandered you for plagiarism. I can't bear this matter to me."

"...Yes, yes."

Dong Yao subconsciously touched the cigarette in his trouser pocket.

He remembered that he once made an agreement with his mother to study hard, and if he got into the top ten in the exam, he agreed to work a night job at night.But he did it, but the teacher invited the parents, and the whole school notified him of cheating.

"Son, I'm very disappointed in you, no matter what, you can't..."

Dong Yao couldn't stand it anymore, he beat up the teacher, had a big fight with his mother, said a lot of bad words, and then didn't go home for several days.

When I went home again, what I saw was my mother who was lying on the bed as her condition deteriorated.

I'm going home... yes, I'm going home!

Dong Yao shook off his friend and ran towards home quickly.

On the other side, Zhuo Yu opened his eyes and found that he was back in the ward filled with the smell of disinfectant.

"Look, it's that handsome guy, he's so pitiful..."

"Heard his parents disappeared when he was born, leaving only a large trust fund."

"Haha, don't you think this kind of life is the most comfortable life? Without parental discipline, and with a lot of money."

"It's a pity that he is a paralyzed person... Sure enough, people can't be perfect."

The whispered English of the nurses reached Zhuo Yu's ears, now it's nap time, they probably don't know that they are awake.

Zhuo Yu was not interested in what they said, his heart was like a pool of stagnant water, without waves.

He was just thinking, why didn't I fall asleep today, was it a nightmare?

When the bell rang, Zhuo Yu saw that it was the doctor's number, so he picked it up. To his surprise, the doctor had never been so excited before.

"Zhuo Yu, I found a solution! Your illness is cured!"

Zhuo Yu's eyes widened in an instant, his brain went blank after being shocked by the good news, his legs had hope!

This is really... wonderful.

Zhuo Yu has been strict with himself since he was a child, and these legs are like a thorn in his flesh. When he hates him, he would like to cut off his legs, but when he thinks that a "complete" human being should not be like that, he restrains his thoughts again. , his disability has almost evolved from a physical disease to a long-term mental torture. He can only relieve his mental pressure by constantly fantasizing about other worlds.

That's why he wanted to write stories.

At the age of 15, he still can't be as calm as he will be in the future. As long as he doesn't divert his attention, the longing roar in his heart will tell him: "If you can't be as complete as ordinary people, then you are a failure." !"

In terms of Zhuo Yu's secretly arrogant personality, this was simply unbearable.

Every day with these disabled legs is torture like hell for him.

Are these days finally coming to an end?

The nurses came in one after another, dressed and washed Zhuo Yu, pushed his wheelchair out of the ward, and brought him to the place agreed by the attending doctor.

However, what is strange is that it is not an operating room or a reception room. He came to the suburbs of New York City. In a hidden alley, the sign of "Spiritual Society" was dazzling and dazzling. His doctor actually asked him to come to this strange hospital. place……

Zhuo Yu frowned, and was pushed into a small cubicle with a magic circle and a curtain.

The chubby white woman put down the crystal ball she was fiddling with non-stop, and excitedly held Zhuo Yu's hand: "Is it you, child, do you want to know the secret of your legs?"

Zhuo Yu thought, it's all here, so he nodded.

"You have found the right person." The fat woman's eyes are very clear, as if she can penetrate the soul of people: "Your legs are not curable by modern medicine at all, because this is not a genetic disease, but a more spiritual disease." On the one hand. Your attending doctor is at a loss, so you can only turn to me."

"What?" Zhuo Yu couldn't understand.

"My child, your soul is incomplete." The woman tapped the crystal ball with her index finger, the inside was foggy and she couldn't see anything: "Interesting, I can't see your life."

As soon as she finished speaking, the crystal ball shattered with a click, which startled the two of them.

"This is the first time I've seen you." The woman wiped the sweat from her forehead: "Well, even I can't handle you, this matter is getting tricky."

Seeing that she seemed to be asserting her identity, Zhuo Yu asked, "Who are you?"

"Oh, cute little Zhuoyu, I haven't introduced myself yet." The fat woman picked up the feather fan and covered half of her face: "I am a witch that can only be seen by those who are destined, and only those who are born with strong desires in dreams , it is possible to meet me."

Zhuo Yu only felt a tingling pain in his brain, dream, isn't it reality now?Wasn't he called by the doctor?

"If your longing doesn't disturb me, your attending physician has probably healed your leg, and then you will choose this world with a complete body and sleep forever." The witch shook her fan: "I am very happy." understand yours."

"I understand what you mean..." Zhuo Yu smiled: "However, I am not a dreamer."

"Oh, another child is coming here too." The witch felt the long-lost interest: "Is the strongest wish to see you? That's why the dream led him here. It's good luck."

"Wait..." The witch suddenly felt something was wrong, that man was neither an NPC nor an actor.

- number one? !

What is he doing on set? !

Unlucky.

The woman waved her hand: "Child, what you desire is looking in the wrong direction. The reason why your legs can't move is because you lack a soul and can't control your body/body. No amount of cutting-edge science can save you. But luckily, you can find the right path here."

As if she was in a hurry to chase someone away, she waved her hand to clear up the scene in front of her. The next second, Zhuo Yu found herself back on the bed in the nursing home.

The bell rang again, and it was the doctor again.

"Zhuo Yu, I found a solution! Your illness is cured!"

Exactly the same words.

"Come with me to the operating room!"

But now Zhuo Yu has come to his senses, he looks at his own hands, those small hands are not the current himself.

This is a dream, the dream I most wanted to dream when I was a child.

Lying on the stone bricks, Zhuo Yu, who was deeply troubled by the nightmare, opened his eyes all of a sudden.

He was freed from the shackles of dreams.

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In a silver-white space, the woman sitting on the king's chair looked a little unnatural. She looked at the man who broke in, not knowing what to do.

"Where is this place..." Long Ran was a little confused. He was just being trained in sword skills in the jungle, and then he heard that a beautiful young man came from a nearby village and said he was looking for him.

"I know you've been waiting for a long time, but am I here?"

Long Ran could almost hear the man whispering.

So he followed his intuition and left the jungle all the way, but he didn't expect to come to such a strange place.

"No. [-], you actually left your lair. Is the studio going to be destroyed?" The woman laughed stiffly.

Long Ran just wanted to speak, but his thoughts froze, and in an instant, his black eyes were replaced by silver.

"You can stop your bad taste, don't always contact actors." Long Ran's voice was extremely cold, even more uncomfortable than the mechanical sound of the system.

"Especially Zhuo Yu, stay away from him. One or two are trying to challenge my patience?" Long Ran looked at the movie screen next to the woman, and with a click, the screen was like the crystal before. Like a ball shattered.

The woman nodded again and again: "I didn't mean it. This child wants to know the secret of his legs. I just feel a strong wish."

Long Ran suddenly fell silent, he frowned and asked, "What did you say?"

"I don't feel it either, which is very interesting, I just find that his soul is incomplete."

"Well. There is no need to say any more unnecessary things."

"However, don't you take our chief referee too seriously?" The woman knew No. [-]'s current weakness, and she teased, "I heard from that old man in the east that you fought against him on the set and killed him." Killed his union?"

"He has no right to interfere with the films I create."

"That's right, that guy has been displeased with you all the time. This set was built to let mankind wash away its sins, but you committed the biggest sin yourself, but you still became a high-level executive. Of course he feels unbalanced."

"..." Long Ran was silent again, he didn't refute the woman's statement, but just changed the subject: "How is the matter with you guys going?"

"As long as this movie is over, the studio will be unsealed and usher in the first season." The woman raised her lips maliciously: "The studio has already collected 1000 million suspects."

"Whether it's the audience or the actors, they will return to the source of the fire and sacrifice their divine blood for His resurrection. The torture of human beings in the horror world is the best sacrifice."

The woman became excited, and he looked at No. [-] with fiery eyes: "The actor who can be so cared for by you, shouldn't it be the "body"?"

"Do what you have to do."

"Okay, I'm not like a masochist like you, who always makes himself a bloodthirsty maniac. Is killing actors your way of atonement?" The Western chief referee said deeply: "Always indulge in killing, you will become Are you a monster, or are you already one?"

She threw a bead to No. [-]: "Be careful, you have been in the horror world for too long, and you have been a boss for too long, and this skin will soon mutate, so be careful to scare him after becoming a monster."

Long Ran evaluated the woman in front of him.

Loyalty, fanaticism, and just occasionally like to dress up as a witch and walk around in various movies, which has little effect on his plan. He did not accept the gift from the chief referee in the West, but just divided the space casually, and returned to the dreamland created by Mingshan Tower among.

The silver in Long Ran's eyes faded.

"No, I am Zhuo Yu who I met in Mingshan Pagoda..." He looked around the green forest around him: "Is this a dream or an illusion?"

When he realized this, the surrounding scenery melted like snow, and the empty second floor of Mingshan Tower came into view, and he escaped from the illusion.

"Zhuo Yu!"

Long Ran saw the person lying on the ground, and went to help him up, but Zhuo Yu had already woken up, and he left that dream earlier than Long Ran.

The second layer represents children. Children are like a blank sheet of paper. Without guidance, they will soon slip into false happiness and find it difficult to realize future pursuits.

I'm afraid this empty second floor will make people fall into the things they most craved in childhood.

And it's hard for a 15-year-old to resist.

He looked at Long Ran, presumably Long Ran was the same as himself, when he was 15 years old, he was different from ordinary "children".

"How old are you?"

Long Ran froze for a moment: "I don't know, but it's definitely not 15 years old."

Zhuo Yu looked at him inquisitively: "Then I can rest assured."

Luo Musheng was the third one to wake up. He got rid of the self-closing look and patted his chest: "I'll go, I dreamed that I was going to win the gold medal in the Go competition, but my opponent is so weak that I feel like It's as absurd as dreaming."

"So you woke up?"

Luo Musheng nodded: "Whether it's a dream or an illusion, I'm afraid there is a limit. It can't simulate the limit of the brain of the smartest person at all!"

"It sounds like you're boasting." Liu Jingyun's voice also sounded.

"Are you awake too?"

Liu Jingyun nodded: "It's like sleeping."

"This dream can make people see what they want most. What did you dream about?" Zhuo Yu asked her.

"Maybe it's because I don't have what I want. I just want to live a simple life, so I only dreamed of a fog, and I woke up as I walked."

What Liu Jingyun didn't say was that she always believed that in front of the fog, there would be someone to clear the fog for her, so she confidently believed that she could survive, which was a superstition of Zhuo Yu.

"That's fine, there is nothing that can tempt you." Zhuo Yu felt that Liu Jingyun was always out of the situation.

"What about the others?" Luo Musheng looked at the archaeological team lying on the ground, feeling a little toothache.

He stepped forward and slapped Lao Qin unceremoniously, but Lao Qin showed no sign of waking up, as if he had fallen into a deep coma.

Not only Lao Qin, Dong Yao also fell into a dreamland, because there was something he wanted most in the dream.

- Mother's health.

"You child, you run away after saying a few words about you, do you know how much I worry about you at home!"

The middle-aged woman wiped her tears and said in a trembling voice, "It's good to be back, it's good to be back."

Dong Yao stood hesitantly at the door, when he saw his mother crying, he rushed up to hold her tightly without hesitation, and murmured: "I know I was wrong."

He forgot that his original intention of entering the studio was to treat his mother, and he also forgot the woman in the hospital bed who needed to rely on a ventilator to maintain her life, because the person in front of him was so real. At the age of 15, he didn't know that he would What a price to pay, and I don't know that I will bet my life on the set, let alone how long it will take to become the leader of the team.

His long-cherished wish is in front of him, and this is not something a 15-year-old child can resist.

Whether it is the current him or the future him in his 20s, it has been too long since he saw his mother.

He is homesick.

But Zhuo Yu and the others in the Mingshan Pagoda changed their expressions.

Dong Yao's body stood up, and he staggered to support his body, holding his left hand empty, and suddenly a huge and exaggerated scythe appeared in his palm, just like the sharp blade used by the god of death to harvest souls.

He raised his hand and pointed the tip of the knife at the awake person.

Afterwards, he opened his eyes, but the eyeballs were not human black, but scarlet, vertical pupils of snakes.

Zhuo Yu was surprised, he and Long Ran had solved the problem of the second layer, but the others hadn't, they were still addicted to their longing.

"Why are you still sleepwalking!!" Luo Musheng hurriedly distanced himself. He looked around and found that only the four of them had woken up, while Dong Yao was obviously controlled by the mysterious power of the Mingshan Tower, and began to point the knife at his teammates. .

As an actor analyst, he is very familiar with this scythe and Dong Yao's face. This is the famous weapon of the Flying Scythe team, and it is also the biggest reliance for him to survive on the set for three years.

"Oops, this guy is an actor, I know him." Luo Musheng and Zhuo Yu analyzed Dongyao's attack method very quickly: "He is very fast and strong, and his dominant hand is the left hand. Don't give up, even if you cut off his arms, don't underestimate the enemy."

Before Dong Yao launched an attack, Long Ran put the dagger on his chest, always on guard against his teammates who might get violent at any time.

However, it wasn't just Dong Yao, other sleeping people also stood up one after another, like living corpses entangled in nightmares and losing their minds, only wanting to attack the aliens who were still awake.

"His attack method is a sickle, the handle of the sickle is wrapped with a chain, and the moves are varied. I say you can't remember it, just rely on your feeling!"

Luo Musheng knew that he could no longer hide it at this moment, he took out the stick from the space, and the flashing electric light on it was extremely frightening.

Dong Yao moved.

He held a saber, and at an extremely fast speed, like a bullet out of the chamber, he raised his foot and kicked towards the handle of the knife, and the huge sickle flew out, dragging a long chain and flying straight towards the crowd.

Zhuo Yu could only see the flash of the saber, and Luo Musheng's right arm was cut with a bony scar, and this was the result of resisting it with a stick. If Luo Musheng didn't miss the direction of the blade, the sickle would It will come out through the chest, and then be hooked towards Dong Yao by the barb on the tip of the knife.

At the end of the chain is still a sickle, but it is smaller, and is responsible for cutting the throat of the hooked prey to death.

"Is he so strong!" Zhuo Yu didn't exchange his combat skills, and couldn't get into the fight, so he gave Liu Jingyun an order: "Go and interfere with his actions, don't let him use moves."

Liu Jingyun nodded, she drew out the straight knife, and attacked Dong Yao like a shadow, her movements were too light, Dong Yao, who wanted to kill Luo Musheng, didn't notice it in time, and took a heavy blow to the back of the neck.

The back of the knife Liu Jingyun used was enough to cause trauma, but Dong Yao was not affected. He just moved slightly and swung the chain. Throwing it to the ground, it embedded itself in the stone bricks.

While holding the woman down, Dong Yao started a fight with Luo Musheng.

However, Luo Musheng is an analyst, and fighting is not his forte. At best, he can only rely on his strengthened body to resist the attack of the scythe.

"No way, I can only use props."

Luo Musheng held three iron balls in his hand and threw them towards Dong Yao, but Dong Yao held back the chain and swung the scythe. The cold blade became his protective umbrella, and the three paralyzing bullets were directly bounced off by the blade, smashing them into the air. went elsewhere.

Lao Qin and Li Chuanning were hit all at once, and bright yellow smoke diffused from the iron ball, immediately immobilizing them and convulsing all over.

Zhuo Yu remembered that Lao Qin also had some abnormalities when the system was broadcasting. He was most likely an actor, but compared with Dong Yao, he was like heaven and earth.Even if Liu Jingyun had exchanged for the bloodline of a master assassin, she was still no match for the captain of the team.

He made a mistake in his calculations, Liu Jingyun shouldn't have been allowed to pass by.

Dong Yao swung the scythe again, then kicked the handle of the scythe, and shot out the scythe, this time aiming at Long Ran.

Long Ran's reaction was much faster than Luo Musheng's. He used a dagger to resist, but the difference between the weapons of the two was too great. The scythe probably weighed tens of kilograms, and the dagger was knocked away in an instant. Fortunately, Long Ran reacted quickly, otherwise The entire wrist would be severed.

Liu Jingyun's arms and body were tied together, she kept struggling, but the material of the chain was unknown, the more she struggled, the tighter it contracted, every time the big sickle was thrown out, she was almost strangled by the chain Suffocation, if this continues, her ribs will be broken.

Luo Musheng knew that Liu Jingyun must also be an actor, and the current crisis made it impossible for them to hide, so they could only use the most strenuous means to survive under Dong Yao's hands.

The strength of the captain level is much more terrifying than they imagined.

Dong Yao's scarlet snake eyes were scanning his prey.

When he saw Zhuo Yu.

His gaze changed.

— my bride.