【Light and shadow are reisolated!】

【The dark corridor restores dead silence...】

[A deep panting sound was revealed in the invisible darkness, the cold and gloomy facial muscles twitched, and the eyes were confused. It was a surprise that they were being played with, and then they changed into stronger resentment!]

[And what is revealed behind this is the distortion of human nature or the decline of morality...]

The text on the mobile phone screen gives people the feeling, like a host who tells a ghost story is reading a narration to a "legal column".

The seriousness is filled with gloomy gloom, but the thought-provoking inquiries is vented with strong malice and a hint of urgent gloom.

Chen Chao glanced at the text on his phone, and a judgment emerged from his heart: "This is based on my action feedback, the mobile phone is undergoing live text broadcasts in real time!"

"The main text description is focused on me, that is, the main perspective of the text live broadcast is focused on me. It is like a supernatural game. The exploration and information of the entire supernatural event are basically moving with the protagonist's perspective. However, occasionally, the perspective will suddenly switch to the other side to create atmosphere, scene conversion, and even rhythm control, just like now..."

"Although, the specific image of the other party is not directly depicted directly, it is all a concealed description and set off, and it is enough to expose some key information!"

Chen Chao felt that his brain was like a rotating textile machine, quietly weaving the information he came into contact with into silk threads at all times, spreading densely from the corners to the center of the cloth, gradually outlining the outline of the embroidery painting.

"The low gasp means that he has an organ of breathing, and he needs to breathe; the twitching of the facial muscles and the confusion in the eyes indicate that the face has rich expressions and delicate inner scenes; the transformation into stronger resentment and anger means that he is already full of maliciousness towards me and is irritable."

"But he still hides himself in his anger, which shows that he is very cautious, which reveals that he is not strong enough, whether he is a human or a ghost!"

"Is human nature a distortion? A narration that is like a complaint still falls back to the human subject, which is interesting!" Chen Chao curled a curve on his lips and put his phone back into his pocket: "The changes in the mobile phone confirm that it is indeed non-supernatural and cannot be explained. The tone of the overall event is absolutely identifiable as a supernatural event. However, if the situation in the corridor is only separated separately, it can also be regarded as the first unit of this mobile game "Volume 1 - Echoes in the Corridor"!"

"Generally speaking, the difficulty of the novice trial in normal game mechanics should be greatly weakened."

Of course, the situation I experienced at this moment must not be simply applied to the game mechanism, but if you only learn from it and compare and judge, Chen Chao's mind went through a series of complicated calculations and deductions: "...Above, the probability that the echo in the corridor comes from people is 64%!"

Well, it's 64%, nothing wrong!

Weird footsteps came from the corridor!

First, there was the muffled sound of one foot stepping on the ground, then the sound of a sore teeth dragging, and then the harsh sound of a hammer hitting the iron nail...

Three feet?

No, not right!

The interlaced sounds of footsteps suddenly overlapped, and for a moment, countless footsteps of varying depths sounded outside the corridor, and it felt like there were countless figures walking back and forth in the corridor.

In the corridor in the middle of the night, there seemed to be countless staggering figures shaking, inside and outside, blocking the door, and at the same time, stretching out its pale palms through the gaps in the iron railings, scratching the door panel inside desperately.

Cramp...Crack...

The nails were scratching, the iron railing was torn and shaking, the fists hit the door panel wildly, and even the echoes of teeth rubbing and chewing into the room through the door.

This is not just one person, I’m afraid there are a group of ghosts outside the door, right?

"Hehehehe, open the door!"

"Why should I hide? We're here to find you~"

"It hurts so much. The nails are bleeding. It's all your fault!!"

A romantic but perverse sneer, a hysterical roar, and a grim cry echoed in the corridor in horror, piercing through the barriers of the door and piercing into Chen Chao's eardrums.

The latter was sitting at the computer desk deaf, staring at the information searched for by Qiandu with a frown - "On the Principles and Methods of Making Simple Gas Masks".

After browsing the web page quickly, simulating the production steps in my mind, and after ten times at a lightning speed, Chen Chao held the fruit knife in his right hand and the empty bottle of Feizhaishui in his left hand, and stabbed it straight in with one knife.

It's wrong! It's gone!

The sharp blade passed through the crisp and thin bottle body and slid slightly. According to the established trajectory......... it was offset two centimeters, and the line that should have been straightened and turned into a twisted arc in an instant.

"Huh, it's normal for the first time to have no experience. This is expected. Next, you only need to turn the blade slightly and deflect it by 45 degrees before you can correct it..."

Two seconds later.

Chen Chao stared at the edge of the bottom of the bottle that seemed to have been gnawed by a dog, and a trace of enlightenment emerged in his heart: "It seems that I don't have the talent to use a knife!"

It was clearly simulated in my mind, but when I really started the operation, my limbs were as uncontrolled by the brain as patients with epilepsy. This feeling was like the brain CPU had been upgraded to the top level, but the configuration of the body hardware was still stuck in the past and I couldn't carry it at all!

Unfortunately, I couldn't disassemble and replace it, so I had to make do with it. I was so angry! (╬◣д◢)

One minute and 14 seconds passed.

After a series of simple and deformed operations, Chen Chao held the gas mask assembled from plastic bottles, rubber bands, cotton cloth, tape, glue, and masks in his hand. This was uglier from the original version of his mind... No, it was just a 34% deviation, but there was no functional gap.

Putting on the gas mask, covering her mouth and nose, only a pair of eyes exposed, Chen Chao turned his head and looked at the door that had been making noise since the beginning.

"In 1 minute and 17 seconds, the quality of my security door is so resistant to grass, haha~." Chen Chao observed the door carefully, his eyes unconsciously narrowed into a gap.

Just now!

All the sound suddenly disappeared. The next moment, the wooden door broke in the middle, and the cracked wooden stubble cracked into the inside. A piece of rusty iron pierced in and fell to the ground with a crunch.

That was the house number of 313 that was broken down and pierced in.

The cracked stubble outlines a crack that was long with one finger. I wonder if someone thought it was the cat's eyes carved out on the door. The light gathered through the cat's eyes and looked out, revealing a few white fingers that were grabbing on the iron railing.

His fingers slowly loosened, revealing a black raincoat behind him. Then, the raincoat leaned forward and squatted, half of his resentful cheeks pressed against the iron railing and showed a scarlet and hideous eyeball looking at each other.

"We see you, you can't escape!"

A perverse laugh, a crazy curse, a resentful cry, a desperate wail... These voices were all making noises at the same time, just as if behind the eyeball, countless resentful ghosts were also hiding in the raincoat, and were uttering the same invitation to death.

No!

This is not an invitation!

This is a notice toward death!
Chapter completed!