Chapter 8

Under the dim light, Fat Brother’s pale and swollen hole was twisted in fear, and large tracts of transparent mucus flowed down his skin, dripping to the ground, and densely packed frog eggs were crowded in the depths of the wound.

Reflecting a disgusting sticky sheen.

Shivering, he lowered his head and stared at the long strip of skin stuck to his nails. Then he slowly raised his hand and "touched" his cheek——

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

A sharp scream erupted from the depths of his throat, and Fat Brother's hole looked particularly twisted under the intense fear. His trembling fingers touched the frog eggs on his face, and he kept making crazy screams that were almost inhuman.

.

"Don't panic."

Yunbilan's watch is also very ugly.

"Wait a minute, this tool should be useful."

She forced herself to calm down, took out her cell phone from her pocket, and opened her backpack.

Soon, a bottle of holy water appeared in her hand. This was a hidden tool that Yun Bilan got from a B-level dungeon. It could clear the host of negative statuses including infection.

Yun Bilan threw the holy water over: "Drink it."

The fat brother seemed to have finally regained some sense. He stretched out his hand tremblingly, unscrewed the bottle, and poured the holy water down his throat.

The tool should have immediate effect and instantly clear the anchor's negative status, but...

One second passed, five seconds passed, and two seconds passed.

Nothing happened.

Fat Brother's skin was still moist and swollen, and the frog eggs under the skin were squirming, as if they were about to burst out of the skin in the next second.

"What, what's going on?"

His eyes widened, his pupils dilated with intense fear, his voice trembled and changed in tone: "Why, why doesn't it work?"

"Why doesn't it work?"

Fatty screamed hysterically.

Yun Bilan's face was pale and her expression was shaken: "How could..."

Fat Brother’s live broadcast room also exploded:

"Fuck, what's going on!"

"Isn't this tool a net negative effect? ​​Why is it useless?!"

"Yes, I remember that this tool was obtained from a B-level insect egg copy! Holy water should be effective against this type of biological parasitism, right?"

"Is this the first time I have read the book [Dream Amusement Park]? In this book, all the treatments and purification tools are ineffective. If it is just a simple biological parasite, how can it completely eliminate so many waves?

Anchor, the system was shut down in the end because the death rate was too high?"

"I was also shocked when I read this book for the first time. It's really perverted."

"Damn it... I probably understand why some people in the previous barrage said that the high death rate of this book has nothing to do with the difficulty..."

While Yun Bilan was dealing with the parasitic eggs on Fat Brother's body, Wen Jianyan stood a little further away, looking for something on the walls everywhere.

Finally, his eyes fell on the wall not far away, and his eyes paused.

There is a small red button inside, with the words "Emergency Button" written in eye-catching red fonts next to it.

Wen Jianyan walked over.

He leaned over and turned on the flashlight to shine.

The strong light penetrated the dusty transparent plastic case outside the emergency button. The red button seemed to be covered with a sticky substance, and a strange glimmer reflected in the flashlight light.

.

Wen Jianyan lowered his eyes, showing a thoughtful expression.

I feel like I have "touched" some of the context of this copy.

Yun Bilan turned her head and looked over. She was anxious and pursed her lips tightly: "How's it going? Did you find anything?"

"Almost."

Wen Jianyan answered vaguely and turned sideways, letting Yun Bilan look at the sticky substance on the emergency button.

"This is...?" Yun Bilan was stunned.

"I don't know," Wen Jianyan shrugged and said concisely: "That's how Fat Brother got infected."

"...How could Fat Brother be so careless?"

Yun Bilan frowned, looking a little ugly.

She had teamed up with Fat Brother quite a few times. Although the opponent's level was slightly lower than hers, they had already gone through several dungeons, so logically they would not be tricked by such a trap.

"When we were trapped in the dollhouse before, didn't you think that Fat Brother's voice sounded particularly wrong?" Wen Jianyan said.

Yun Bilan was startled.

……really.

Even though she made it clear that she wanted to use tools to pull them out, the other party still insisted on using the emergency button to call the staff, as if... she was "obsessed".

"Remember? The last rule printed on the back of the map." Wen Jianyan lowered his eyes and repeated in a low voice: "Don't trust frogs."

He turned to look at Yun Bilan and whispered:

"...Fat brother believed in the frog."

Yun Bilan understood what Wen Jianyan meant.

After a brief moment of daze, a chill suddenly rose from beneath her feet, making her hair stand on end.

Codes are useful.

and must be followed.

In the Fantasy Amusement Park, you definitely don’t believe in frogs.

But who is the frog?

Wen Jianyan rubbed the edge of the phone with his fingertips, lowered his eyes and fell into deep thought.

According to all the known conditions, all the "codes" I have encountered are temporarily true, but there is a deviation in the time point.

After all, the haunted house became an unmanned ticketing system after the real staff were replaced by frogs, and the emergency button probably became ineffective only after that, which is why the second rule printed on the ticket was derived.

This is actually the scariest thing.

No one lies.

All rules ensure the safety of visitors.

If you want this dream amusement park to survive, you must abide by the rules and believe in the rules.

According to the information revealed in this copy, "belief" itself is the trigger point of death. If you believe in wrong and distorted rules, even if you are not aware of this, you will encounter a life and death decision point.

Sometimes, even if you are very cautious, you will still be controlled by the copy and lead to a dead end.

What's worse...the copy has only just begun.

All anchors know that as time goes by, the difficulty of the dungeon will only become more difficult, and no one knows what will happen next.

"Hehe...hehe..."

A weird, hoarse roar gushed out from Fatty's trachea, making it particularly harsh in the dark and silent corridor.

Holding on to the wall, he slowly stood up.

The eyes of Wen Jianyan and Yun Bilan were drawn over.

"It's so itchy, so itchy."

Fat Brother murmured in a daze and slowly raised his head.

Under the slightly shaking flashlight light, the face was so swollen that it was impossible to distinguish the original facial features. The entire face looked like a steamed bun soaked in water, with translucent gel dripping down.

He raised his hands and scratched his face and neck desperately. With the sound of sizzling water, large chunks of skin were torn off. Under each piece of skin were more densely packed frog eggs.

It was squirming in vain, and the small black dots were like needle points, which made the whole body feel numb.

"Water...I want water..."

He looked around in the corridor dully, then stood up little by little while holding on to the wall with his smooth hands. His whole body was like a balloon filled with liquid, swaying slowly.

Zhang's eyes covered with frog eggs looked towards the person in front of him, and his eyes covered with transparent gel were filled with an extremely terrifying madness.

The fat brother rushed over suddenly, his expression was horribly twisted, and his movements were astonishingly fast, as if he wanted to quench his thirst with the opponent's blood. His blistered and white mouth was wide open, and particles of transparency were faintly visible in the oral mucosa.

Frog eggs:

"Water, give me water!"

Wen Jianyan's eyes flashed: "Run!"
To be continued...