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Chapter 57: Bronze Mirror A new weirdness has appeared!)

captivity?

The person in the bronze mirror?

Seeing the wrinkled note in his hand, Chen Anren's face changed.

He knew that the building he was in was terrifying and weird, but the fact that he imprisoned the living person in the bronze mirror was still somewhat beyond his understanding.

He squatted down and carefully turned the light of the ordinary candle.

The note held in his hand had already revealed all the information.

"It's so noisy in the corridor. I don't know what happened again. I dare not go out to check it out. They are all ghosts! I'm afraid, I don't want to die yet. My friends all died in this world, but I didn't expect that I could actually come to the 8th floor alive. The fellow villager who came in with me searched for supplies around him, but in the blink of an eye, he was swallowed by the bronze mirror in this room. I wanted to save him, but he could do nothing! This strange scene scared me to death. I want to escape from here. This room is so scary."

When the information on the note was recorded here, it had become very sloppy.

Chen Anren could feel how much collapse this survivor was in his heart when recording this information.

From the sloppy handwriting behind this note, it is speculated that this guy may have encountered an unexpected situation.

And the person he mentioned just now who was trapped by the bronze mirror is probably dead now.

The storage of those supplies here is no one to collect, which is enough to show that Chen Anren's speculation is correct.

But the bronze mirror actually swallows people?

This incident really made Chen Anren feel a lot of mental pressure.

Looking at the bronze mirrors placed around him, Chen Anren felt very nervous. He looked around with some nervousness, for fear that if he was not paying attention, a ghost would rush out and drag him into the mirror.

In the quiet room, there was only Chen Anren's heartbeat that kept beating.

In this extremely dark bronze mirror room, he felt the fear from the unknown.

There is no way, he can only wait here for a while.

The [Ghost Sealman] in the corridor outside was constantly smelling Chen Anren's breath in the air. They wanted to rush into the room, but for some reason they stopped when they rushed to the door.

There are ghosts in this room that surpass them, and they dare not be too rampant.

Amid the howling, [Ghost Sealman] began to retreat continuously. They had already felt the breath emitted by the super ghost in the room. If they continued to stay here, they might be swallowed by it.

There is no way, they can only choose to backward.

However, the distance they retreated was only convenient for stopping less than 5 meters away from this room.

Then the [Ghost Sealman] hid their figures in the darkness.

They also fantasized about swallowing Chen Anren into their stomachs, after all, this was the only survivor who escaped from them.

The survivors who had arrived at this level had been eaten by them to a greater or lesser extent.

Chen Anren is no exception!

At the same time, Chen Anren, who was in the bronze mirror room, began to feel something strange around him.

The ordinary candle that I originally held in my hand swayed violently for no reason.

However, the candles reflected in the bronze mirror were still straight. This sudden situation made Chen Anren feel a sense of concern.

Originally, he thought that the information recorded in the note might be that the survivor had hallucinations in his mind when he was extremely depressed.

But judging from the current situation, the information he recorded is likely to be true.

The bronze mirror in this room is indeed a bit weird.

After Chen Anren noticed the strangeness of the candle in his hand, he directly took out the [Ghost Boy Doll] in his [Idea Space].

Although it has been used twice by itself and is about to reach the critical value of use, judging from the current situation, it seems that only its ghost energy can shock the ghosts in this room.

Sure enough, when Chen Anren held the [Ghost Boy Doll] into his arms, the candle flame that had originally swung violently gradually returned to normal.

It seems that it is also a little afraid of the [Ghost Boy Doll] in Chen Anren's hands.

Looking at the candle flame that had returned to normal, Chen Anren hurried forward, trying to collect all the supplies that had been overthrown in the corner of the wall.

After all, the most important reason for coming to this room by yourself is to collect daily necessities.

Now that the [Ghost Boy Doll] he was holding in his arms was able to temporarily suppress the ghosts in this strange room, he should not waste time and collect the supplies quickly.

Chen Anren carefully held a candle and approached the supplies placed in the corner of the wall. Although the supplies were close at hand, he always felt a bad feeling.

Will all this look a bit too smooth?

The [Ghost Boy Doll] he held in his arms is indeed powerful in his ability, but those survivors who entered the 8th level must have more or less powerful props on their bodies.

But they were here and were swallowed by the bronze mirror.

Is this really because the doll in my arms is strong?

Thinking of this, cold sweat dripped from Chen Anren's face.

These materials may not be left here by those survivors.

And they are likely to be placed here by ghosts in this room, and the only reason for doing so is to hunt down those survivors who enter this room.

Fear!

Chen Anren's face changed again and again. He slowly reached out his hand to the [Demon Breaking Musket] that he was inserted between his waist.

But what is the difference between it, which has been missing for a long time, and a scrap iron pipe?

what to do?

Chen Anren kept thinking about various ways to deal with it in his mind, but before he saw that ghost, he could not think of a good solution.

Only by seducing it out, this thought flashed through Chen Anren's mind.

This is also the best way he can do so far.

Chen Anren approached the pile of supplies, slowly squatted down his body, pretending to be picking up supplies.

He wanted to see what kind of ghost would be guarding here in this room covered with bronze mirrors?

“Tick, tick!”

The sound of water drops kept ringing in Chen Anren's ears. He glanced at the bronze mirror around him and did not find any clues.

What's going on?

Could it be that I was thinking too much that there were no ghosts here?

Or under the suppression of [Ghost Boy Doll], it does not dare to take action against itself?

Amid the confusion, a drop of water fell on Chen Anren's head.
Chapter completed!
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