Chapter 19 Death?

"This body...is really uncomfortable.

After resting for such a long time in succession, there is no delay in sleeping... How long has it been gone? It was obvious that the body could not hold it. "

Countdown: 8 hours.

On the mountain road, Han Dong needs to rest for a few seconds almost every five steps... The oxygen inhalation of his lungs is completely insufficient, and his legs tremble slightly due to the lack of daily exercise and the lack of necessary vitamins.

As for the fellow believers Akman, they are actually better than Han Dong in terms of physical fitness.

She held the cross tightly the whole time, with thick dark circles under her eyes, and there was hardly any 'fire of hope' in her eyes, and she followed Han Dong all the time.

Although Han Dong's body does not seem to have much value to rely on.

Han Dong found a building sign on the map, "There should be a farmhouse in front of us, shall we go in and hide?"

After a while, the flashlight shone on a stone and brick house built halfway up the mountain.

The single-layer design has many cracks on the wall, which is obviously abandoned for a long time.

Han Dong really can't walk anymore. If he keeps on holding on like this, his body may collapse completely... No matter how dilapidated the building is, he can only go in and have a rest.

Just walked into the abandoned building.

boom!

A thunder light swept across the sky, followed by the sound of rolling thunder.

clap clap.

Heavy rain poured.

Fortunately, the tiles on the roof were tightly laid, and there was no water leakage... Otherwise, if a body like Han Dong was exposed to the rain, he might catch a cold and fall ill in the last few hours, then everything would be over.

The two sat against the wall in the lobby area.

Han Dong hurriedly took out some high-calorie food from his backpack, as well as a bottle of Banlangen granules that had been prepared, to replenish energy and prevent illness...

Compared to Han Dong, Akman, who was sitting across from him, was a little calmer.

She neither ate nor expressed any emotion, but simply held the cross and stared blankly at the front end.

The two just sat silently, listening to the sound of the torrential rain washing the bricks and tiles, and spent about five minutes.

Suddenly, Akkaman spoke.

"You know what? The basement of the church is very similar to this place. It's dark and damp... Every day after volunteering, the priest asks me to stay there for a while."

"Well..." Han Dong smelled a strange breath.

"Although I don't want to...but it's impossible.

If I don't take the money back, my father will beat me, and it hurts more than the priest. I must be obedient, and as long as I am obedient, I will take the money back. "

Akamane got more excited as she spoke, and even began to scrape the dirt with her fingernails.

"Did you know... It's clear that if I stick to it for a few more months, I will be the right employee in the church, and I can get a fixed salary every month! Being able to reach more and more people will bring my life back to normal.

Just this time!

My father didn't allow me to continue working in the church. He had too much foreign debt and needed to sell me to pay off the debt.

No... I'm not reconciled! I 'dispose of' my father, and as I was homeless, I had to go to church to find a priest for help.

But the priest who has always been 'very good' to me has changed his face, he is unwilling to keep me working in the church, and even asks people to arrest me!

I really don't want this, I really...just want a simple life.

Can you understand how I feel! ? "

a time.

Ka Ka Ka!

There was a strange sound of joints twisting from Akaman's body, and he changed from a sitting position to a 'crawling'.

Han Dong established contact with Chen Li through the "prison" for the first time, and passed her an extremely important message... Whether he succeeded or not will determine whether Han Dong can survive or not.

Whoosh!

Akkaman in crawling posture,

Black hair floated in the air.

Han Dong's conjecture was completely correct, and the real evil spirit was among the six.

Her speed was almost so fast that Han Dong couldn't see clearly, and ten fingers had been attached to Han Dong's cheeks.

A familiar sense of death.

It's very similar to the moment when I was lying in a hospital bed with respiratory failure... but this time the death may be faster.

"Wait... Can I end it myself? My body won't live long."

At the same time as Han Dong said this, he took out a short knife that he had prepared early and stopped at his own neck.

Such words and actions made the evil spirit 'Arkman' stop its current actions.

Han Dong's performance was completely different from the previous two... In Han Dong's eyes, he could not see the kind of fear that others had before death.

Along the way, Han Dong's physical condition was noticed by her.

It is impossible for such a vulnerable person to escape, and more likely to survive.

In Arkman's eyes, the young man named 'Nicholas' suddenly became interesting.

"...I'll give you a minute."

Han Dong showed a helpless smile, "Thank you, before I die, I have a question.

Why don't you just kill most of us on the first night?

Anyway, the memory of the deceased will also be deleted from the memory of the event characters? There's nothing wrong with you, right? "

While Han Dong asked, the knife in his hand had already cut into the flesh.

Akman didn't have any vigilance, because he was more 'interested' in Han Dong and concluded that this person could not survive, so he answered his pre-death question.

"In the first few days, I could only kill one person a day! And only at night.

Only by the last twelve hours of the game will such a mandate taper off... Got it? In the last few hours, I will kill you all.

Don't worry, someone will be with you soon. "

Han Dong's guess was confirmed again.

"Restrictions" do exist.

"thanks."

Han Dong didn't hesitate too much.

The blade slid across the neck, cutting deep enough to kill...

Such a weak body could not bear such heavy damage at all, his pupils gradually lost their luster, and he died against the wall.

It didn't take long.

Arkman receives a system prompt that is unique to him.

"Due to the death of the survivor, the cooldown is reset to 4 hours... The current number of survivors is: 2. 』

As a result, Arkham didn't linger any longer, crawling out of the abandoned tile house like a spider, and quickly chasing down the mountain where the two of 'Edward' fled.

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down the mountain.

Inside the abandoned farmhouse courtyard.

The blond woman Monica widened her eyes and looked at the indifferent Captain Edward in front of her with resentment.

A steam arm has penetrated her abdomen.

"Why..." Monica didn't think that she was not killed by evil spirits, but was killed by herself trying to rely on the 'life-saving straw'.

"Because of 'she'!"

Edward squinted at the woman in red standing quietly in the woods outside the farmhouse.

"You humble civilians, from the moment you entered the space of destiny, you are destined to be 'bait'.

The meaning of your existence is to buy time for me. "

Edward's long-standing image of a good man collapsed in an instant.

With the fall of Monica, the woman in red who was wandering among the trees also left...

When he saw this scene, Edward breathed a sigh of relief.

"I didn't expect such bad luck that the evil spirits came after me first... I must immediately join the weakest duo and continue to use their 'time'."

After a short rest, Edward immediately went uphill in reverse!