Chapter 183

【Integrity first】Live room:

“?!”

"This is??"

"Ah, I thought about it! After being touched by that neuron, the 'disease' on the identity card will attack. What is the disease that is spreading?"

"I remember the initial one seemed to be an intellectual disability, oh yes, and then there was a reversal that was determined to be successful by the identity card."

"I'll go...! Wouldn't that be?"

Wen Jianyan stumbled forward and directly hit the sarcophagus.

With a "clang" sound, the lid of the coffin that was originally buckled loosely on the sarcophagus was knocked open and fell down the edge, making a deafening sound.

Someone around him seemed to be reaching out to him, and he was still saying something.

The sight is 'chaotic'.

He could clearly hear the other person's voices and the emotions contained in those voices: surprise, fear, panic... but it was difficult to distinguish the content of the other person's words.

Wen Jianyan pressed his hand on the stone slab, and it seemed that he had found something under his fingertips.

There seemed to be some strange dents on the surface of the cold stone. It was uneven and roughly pounding on the fingertips, causing a slight pain.

What is it?

Not clear.

The young man's arms were tense, and under his pale skin was a blue vein, which was bulging due to force. The scattered hair hangs down, blocking the wet skin and dispersed pupils.

His brows were frowning, his breathing was a little uneven, and his expression was forbearable.

Wen Jianyan had never had such a strange feeling before.

He knew who he was, and neither memory nor self-awareness had disappeared.

He was like a short child, and his memory was like a cabinet that was too big for him. All the content was there, but he was not able to retrieve it.

It seemed like something slender had penetrated into the brain, slowly stirring his brain little by little, turning it into a sticky slurry. The thinking was gradually becoming dull, and the inflow of information was simply washed away. He was like holding a screen with too large holes, snatching it in vain. No matter how hard he thought, his palm was always empty.

After a brief moment of confusion, Su Cheng quickly reacted.

He quickly stepped forward a few steps, held Wen Jianyan, held his breath, and leaned closer to the other person's lips: "What did you say? Say it again?"

Wen Jianyan's lips were half confused and half persistent in thinking about words that passed through his mind before he was drowsy.

It is difficult for him to remember the reason himself, but he only repetitions mechanically under the subconscious drive.

Although it was just a few words from Ling Luan, Su Cheng still pieced together the other party's instructions. He flipped through Wen Jianyan's pocket quickly and quickly took out a tube of antidote.

As the only person who was not stained and almost lost the whole process, Su Cheng was stunned for a moment and showed a confused expression.

The moment she saw the antidote, Huang Mao widened her eyes slightly and screamed:

"This, is this...the laboratory at that time?"

"This is an antidote! It will relieve the contamination!" Hearing this, Shao Yao also reacted quickly, and she shouted at Su Cheng: "Inject "into his neck!"

"Understood."

Su Cheng nodded quickly, holding the injection in one hand and holding Wen Jianyan's head with the other.

Suddenly, the other party turned his head, and the amber-colored eyeballs reflected an enlarged sharp needle, and the eyes were bright and unconcealed with pure fear: "No!"

He screamed, suddenly struggling.

The court suddenly became in chaos.

"Press him down for me!"

Su Cheng couldn't help but struggle, and hurriedly asked for help from his other teammates.

Huang Mao and Shao Yao rushed over, pressing Wen Jianyan's shoulders and arms while forcibly fixing him in place.

Su Cheng stabbed the needle in as fast as possible.

The bright, cold and sharp needle pierced into the skin, and the young man's body, which was forcibly pressed, shook violently, and a whimpering sound came from his throat.

Under Ling Luan's hair, a layer of mist slowly covered her eyes with clear amber color as light as a child.

He sobbed pitifully: "It hurts..."

【Integrity first】Live room:

"Damn, will you actually cry because of the needle after your IQ decreases? Thank you, I'm really cute!"

Soon, the injection was empty.

The three of them let go of their hands and stood up. The young man leaned against the sarcophagus and curled himself into a ball, covering his neck with one hand, while sobbing from time to time, looking extremely aggrieved.

"So, what else do I need to do next?" Su Cheng asked.

Huang "Mao" shook his slightly sore wrist - although Wen Jianyan's IQ has dropped, he has no ability, and it is really difficult to hold this group down.

He recalled carefully: "No need, you should just wait."

Su Cheng let go: "That's good..."

Unfortunately, this relaxed moment lasted only a few seconds and was easily broken.

Just as everyone's attention was focused on Wen Jianyan, suddenly, a strange sound suddenly came from the dark passage leading to the catacomb's "cave" not far away.

It was like scratching sounds, or like a sluggish sound of footsteps, overlapping layer by layer, as if approaching in this direction.

"!"

The few people were shocked and subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound.

Oops.

Every time the bell rings, the dungeon changes irreversibly, and it changes rapidly at an unsettling speed.

Perhaps it was simply that the bell sound had negative effects, or because he had made too loud noises just now, the corpses sleeping in the corridor began to wake up and were heading in this direction.

"What should I do now?"

Huang Mao's face turned pale and he looked at the others beside him with no thoughts.

In just a few seconds, the pale corpse appeared at the end of the dark corridor.

The half-corrupt face that had lost its vitality was raised, and the neck bone seemed to have broken, tilted at an incredible angle, with blood scabs on his hair, and a large hole was broken, revealing the empty dark gap.

"I can't rush out," Shao Yao made a quick decision, "Stop it!"

She entered with her teammates, clearly knowing how terrible these living zombies were after being awakened. When he did not receive any weakening, he just rushed into the catacomb's "cave" without saving his life. Now, his combat power is only half at most.

Yellow 『Horse』 is half a piece.

Wen Jianyan was unconscious, and the person he dragged out was unclear about his life and death. Shao Yao didn't even have time to confirm who the other party was.

In this case, it is simply a fantasy to rush out.

On the contrary, it is much less difficult to block a living zombie.

The passage leading to the catacomb's "cave" is slender and narrow, which greatly limits the number of living zombies can pass at one time - that is, as long as this passage is blocked, the chance of survival will be high.

However, if he does this, he will block himself to death and it will be difficult to easily leave the catacomb. If he bet wrongly, there are no more tasks in the catacomb and cannot open or complete the ultimate line, then he will be burying himself alive if he does this.

Several people looked at each other and rushed forward tacitly.

He has no other choice.

After all, it sounds more promising than to die directly or to commit suicide.

A vague and chaotic sound could be heard in the distance.

Footsteps, shouts, props activation.

“…”

Wen Jianyan frowned and slowly opened his eyes.

The feeling that the previous thing that seemed to be covered by foggy and that his mind was becoming slower gradually disappeared. He realized that his thinking ability was recovering and he quickly became clear.

Slight pain on the side of the neck.

Wen Jianyan relaxed.

Look, his teammates have understood his hints well, and he injected "shot" antidote in time.

only……

He raised his hand and touched his chilly cheeks, showing a puzzled expression.

Why is it wet?

However, now is not the time to note this.

Wen Jianyan stood on one side of the sarcophagus and turned his head to look in the direction of the sound. Su Chengshao was trying to block the narrow passage. Huang Mao stood aside and occasionally helped, but most of the time he was in the observation passage, and the person warned him about the zombies.

It seems that he needs help, and he has other things to do.

Wen Jianyan withdrew his gaze and turned his head to look at the sarcophagus behind him.
To be continued...