A sizzling sound of interference was heard.

The girl's giggle sounded: "Hee hee, hee hee!"

Wen Jianyan's pupils narrowed and he noticed that the volume he received here was several times higher than before. Countless sounds surrounded his ears, as if he was being stared at.

The cold feeling suddenly shot up, and in the blink of an eye, Wen Jianyan felt that he was immersed in coldness from his arms to his upper arms, and a rotten smell came from his body.

And the eerie and cold feeling was still spreading rapidly, even covering his shoulders.

Wen Jianyan's face turned slightly blue.

I soon realized that once this state of decay eroded the heart and brain areas, even if the Great Luo Jinxian came, I might not be able to save myself.

but……

There was no sound coming from the glass behind me for a long time.

Perhaps Su Cheng and Qi Qian's actions were hindered.

Wen Jianyan gritted his teeth.

It seems that the idea of ​​being able to escape unscathed once you encounter danger is still too naive. Now when you really encounter this situation, you have no way to retreat and can only bite the bullet and continue.

Surrounded by countless broadcasts, Wen Jianyan slowly took another step forward.

"Are you looking for me? I'm here." The brown radio above the head suddenly sounded, and the voice seemed to be ringing close behind the ears.

Another radio sounded again:

"Hehe, I'm here."

The bright light of the power supply flickered in the shadows, and countless voices sounded from all directions: "No, I am here."

Seeing this scene makes one's scalp numb and the hairs on one's sweat stand on end.

Extreme terror and loneliness can almost destroy the sanity of any normal person.

If Nursery Rhyme still has some eyesight, then you can see now that the slender girl walked alone in the most terrifying area where her eyes were bleeding just by looking at it.

Surrounded by countless malicious voices, his hands and legs have all turned into human colors.

Pale with green spots, covered in corpse spots.

"Shasha...", the female voice in the ear changed the pitch and raised it, almost forming a strange high-pitched tone that humans cannot pronounce: "I know that I will never be able to leave here."

"You'll be here," the man said.

"You will be here." said the old man.

"You will be here." said the child.

The voices are more permeable each time, and they are closer each time.

At the same time, the shop entrance.

Although all the light was blocked, those scary footsteps were still lingering at the entrance of the store.

Several people guarded their mouths vigilantly, as if they were on guard against something.

Su Cheng, on the other hand, stood alone at the back.

Silent, staring fixedly into the void of his eyes, a faint light flickered in his eyes, like the light of an oil lamp, and seemed to light up from the depths of his pupils.

He raised his hand, as if he was slowly taking something out of the air.

Qi Qian caught this scene with his peripheral vision, and his heart skipped a beat as he seemed to realize something.

...The opponent is currently activating his talent.

"Bang!"

The sudden sound broke the silence. Qi Qian was also startled, and he suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of the sound.

The glass trembled slightly, the cracks that were not tight opened and closed slightly, and a cold and rotten atmosphere seeped through.

In the meantime, you can vaguely see the moving black shadows in the darkness outside.

Oops! They're colliding!!

Qi Qian's pupils shrank, and his hair almost stood on end.

"Quick! Block it first!"

As soon as the order was given, everyone rushed forward and tried their best to hold him up, fearing that something unknown outside would break through the door and break into the shop.

Qi Qian pressed against his head, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

how so?

We have obviously covered all the light sources, why would the "customers" still bump into each other?!

What exactly went wrong?

"Bang! Bang!"

There was a crashing sound, and more than one "customer" joined in. The crashing sound was chaotic, and the external force gradually increased, and it seemed to become more urgent.

"Bang bang! Bang bang! Bang bang!"

Suddenly, Su Cheng's voice came from behind: "...Wrong."

His voice was a little weak, with a slight suspension to it.

What?

Several people were stunned and turned to look at the prophet.

Su Cheng stood there, with the glimmer of light still flickering in his pupils, and a particularly strange look on his eyes: "We should open it."

"What?" Qi Qian was stunned.

"Let's go." Su Cheng's voice became smooth and steady.

An Xin: "But..."

"Do as you are told." Qi Qian interrupted, and the others hesitated for a moment, let go of their hands, and slowly backed away from the mouth.

Without the artificial resistance, the tool applied above can still hold on for about another minute, but this is the limit.

Qi Qian looked at Su Cheng: "Should we call Wenwen and Tongyao back and meet behind the counter first?"

Su Cheng: "No need."

He raised his hand and stopped the other person who was subconsciously preparing to walk towards the counter: "We will stay here."

"But the customer -" Zhang Yu frowned, looking worried and nervous.

"No."

Su Cheng's eyes stared closely at Da Da.

"Bang!"

There was a final loud noise, and the device failed. The cold and cold wind carried a fishy smell, but strangely, the copper bell on it did not make any sound.

Outside, in the gloomy darkness, several figures were vaguely visible.

They walked slowly inward and gradually entered under the oil lamp.

The dull and turbid eyeballs, the pale and cold face, the face and skin covered with corpse spots, gradually approached with stiff steps.

"...Because we are not customers."

Su Cheng added.

Zhang Yu's eyes stayed on the leading group of people for a moment, and he seemed to suddenly realize something:

"The clothes of these people——!"

An Xin took a breath: "These are all anchors!!"

Yes, these people are all anchors in this dungeon. They once had a relationship with these people in the lobby on the first floor. However, after just a few hours, they have turned into cold bodies.

Corpses were "wandering" in the dark building.

So we will hear more than one footsteps.

The fishy smell outside is mixed with the smell of blood.

So even if the light is blocked, they will continue to collide.

Because they are not customers at all, but another alien species.

Su Cheng slowly breathed out a sigh of relief.

Yes, that's right.

There is no necessary copy in the nightmare. If the radio is thrown away and attracts those weird and irresistible "customers", this simple and crude final plan will lose its meaning and no one will survive.

Therefore, although there will be crises, the chance of survival also exists.

"Okay," Qi Qian's eyes flashed fiercely, "Then destroy them!"

As long as these blocked bodies are dealt with, we can continue to move.

The past is the way to survive!

The radio made countless strange sounds, and those sounds came from all directions, interfering with my judgment all the time.

Wen Jianyan stood firmly on the spot, turning into a corpse bit by bit under the curse of the voice.

It seems to be stuck.

That’s right, who wouldn’t be stuck?

Although the approximate range of the source radio was known, when the nursery rhyme became unable to support it, the location of the radio changed drastically.

Wen Jianyan, the only one who supports mobility, does not have the talent and eyesight of a nursery rhyme, nor does he have any ability to locate a radio.

It's over, it's over.

The audience in the live broadcast room lamented.
To be continued...