Chapter 52: Borrowing five years of life is not too much, right? Horror game world.
It is composed of countless copies.
Each copy is considered an independent world.
Maybe the cultural text and even the time point are very different.
Weirdness is a collective term for all creatures living in this world.
Either they or human players suffered mental pollution and were assimilated.
Or the aborigines who have been reincarnated in the dungeon for hundreds of years.
Of course, weirdness can also be divided into two categories.
One is a disembodied ghost such as the ghost of a wedding lady.
The other is a demonized monster with a powerful body.
midnight.
Player time cooks rain and I cook shit. I woke up leisurely from the bed.
The sharp pain in his arm made him take a breath.
Although he did not neglect his work during the day, some veteran employees still found a reason to punish him.
He opened his mouth and bit off a large chunk of flesh from his arm.
Thanks to the fact that he had obtained some medicine to avoid infection in his last copy and gave up part of his flesh and blood in time, he was not assimilated into a monster.
He spent all his strength getting up from the bed and took a few tissues from the table.
Because the movement was too big, the injury on his arm was involved, and he grimaced again in pain.
in the bathroom.
He squatted on the toilet and ejaculated, which was like a hearty drink.
Just as he was about to leave the toilet, he couldn't find toilet paper.
He clearly remembered pulling a few pieces of paper from outside and coming in.
Is it a mistake?
He couldn't help but start to doubt himself.
How could paper disappear into thin air?
Even if it's haunted, how could a ghost like to steal people's toilet paper? He shook his head and smiled bitterly, perhaps due to some kind of fantasy due to tight nerves.
He looked around trying to find some paper in the small bathroom.
But there didn't seem to be anything except a toilet.
"Brother, do you want paper?"
While he was in a state of distress, a voice suddenly sounded in his ear.
"Yes! I want it..."
He blurted it out without thinking.
"Red toilet paper or green toilet paper?"
Oh shit!
you are annoying?
If Doutemeow has no paper to wipe his butt, why should he care about the color? "It will be all right!"
Just as he was cursing, he suddenly realized something was wrong.
He seems to live alone...
And he even locked the door before entering the toilet...
In an instant, cold sweat began to flow from his forehead.
Before he could lift up his pants and slip away, a big hand stretched out from the toilet underneath him.
The pale man was still holding a wet red tissue in his hand.
"Mom!"
As a scream rang out, he ran out of the room without even having time to put on his pants.
The moment he opened the door, there was already a layer of weirdness waiting there.
They were sharpening their knives, grinding their teeth and sucking blood, but when they saw his miserable appearance, they all looked disgusted.
This kid's body has long been marked by a certain existence.
It's just that that being is too weird, and the prey marked by him have a disgusting smell to other weird things.
Keeping other weirdos away from his prey.
scattered, scattered!
What a shame...
Seeing the weird ones leaving one after another, he was glad that he had escaped.
Little did they know that a greater disaster was coming.
the next day.
"Red toilet paper versus green toilet paper?"
Time cooks the rain and I cook the shit. I couldn't help but scream while listening to the other players discussing the strange things last night.
The horrifying scene last night was still fresh in his memory.
Especially when the wet red toilet paper suddenly appeared in his trouser pocket this morning.
"Red toilet paper for three days..."
"Green toilet paper day..."
Until he heard that he only had three days to live, he was so frightened that he squatted on the thought he could pass the thriller game as easily as before.
But I didn't expect to hear such bad news in just one day.
He didn't even bother to take a look at the newly swiped ID card on the table.
You are going to die anyway, why are you afraid of what they will do? Bad!
Bad!
Oh shit……
Suddenly, the more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Why should Weiwei control his own destiny? I control my own life! He picked up a kitchen knife and ran into the bathroom.
"You have the ability to come out!"
"What's the point of hiding in the toilet?"
He waved the kitchen knife crazily as if he was possessed.
As long as that ghost dares to show up, I will chop him red and green with one knife.
But he howled for a long time but never saw the strange thing appear, so he could only smash the toilet to pieces with a knife to vent his anger.
"Woooooooo..."
"I don't want to die!"
Faced with the threat of death, time boiled rain and I boiled shit and cried like a child.
It's just that I can't get any weird mercy at all.
……
When other players are still in fear of being dominated by red toilet paper and green toilet paper.
Yu Jing has quickly adapted to his second job.
A glorious sanitation worker!
It is different from the task of cleaning up the ghost district.
This time he was responsible for cleaning the intersection area in the city.
How could there be garbage at the intersection?
Unless of course he made it himself...
There was a sudden sound of brakes, and the dead body happened to hit a shroud ghost wandering at the intersection.
This guy was sneaking around the intersection, and he had bad intentions at first glance.
look!
After knocking him away, red envelopes suddenly rained down from the sky.
Lao Deng, I really got a lot of gold coins...
Littering, right?
Confiscated!
Yu Laomo didn't care about the old man's life or death at all, and started to pick up the red envelopes scattered on the ground one by one.
After a while, I picked up a lot of them in my arms.
I can’t tell that this old guy has quite a bit of stuff.
So many gold coins exploded after just one collision.
He rolled his eyes sadly and suddenly had a bold idea.
Yu Jing eagerly opened a red envelope and poured out two horror coins.
At the same time, a small note fell out of it.
"Borrow your life for two years..."
Yu Laomo, who was used to being a prostitute, was speechless for a while.
Snapped! With his backhand, he faced the shroud ghost on the ground like a big bidou.
After putting the 2 thriller coins into his pocket, he stuffed the small note of longevity into the other person's mouth.
"Riding on a horse!"
"I don't want to borrow it!"
"Don't even think about taking away the two dollars, just treat it as a lesson..."
When the fake gangster meets the real bandit, the shroud ghost can only knock out his teeth and swallow them.
Watching Yu Jing open the red envelopes one by one and put the money for longevity into his pocket.
"You still want to buy 7 years for 70 yuan? Why don't you grab it?"
"Even if I dare to sell it, do you dare to accept it?"
Yu Jing cursed while counting the money, saying that the shroud ghost's conscience was very dark.
He now has an endless lifespan after ascending from the magical world of immortals.
With this shroud ghost's little tricks, he couldn't even borrow it for 10 years.
On a horse! What I hate most in my life is prostitution.
The more Yu Laomo thought about it, the angrier he became, and he stretched out his big foot to greet the shroud ghost.
A genius idea suddenly appeared in his clever mind.
This guy has been living for so many years, so he must have a lot of life, right?
Why are you the only one who can borrow mine? After thinking about it.
He decided to borrow some life from the life-borrowing ghost.
The Dragon Kingdom has a history of 5000 years, so borrowing 5000 years is not too much, right? what! Do not borrow? If you don’t want to borrow it, you have to borrow it today! (End of this chapter)