One Hundred and Ninety-Four, Gluttony, Determination of the Laboratory

Wang Ya has also noticed the change in the number of survivors.

In just an hour or so past midnight, so many people died.

This made him wonder whether these horror players could survive until dawn.

It's really weak!

Could it be that this horror game will bring in some new players who have never experienced horror games.

According to the intensity of this horror world, no matter what, we must let some old people in.

Intermediate players....about the same as his current level.

But Wang Ya quickly put this point behind him and ignored it, because it was unnecessary.

This horror world is obviously a single-player clearance scene.

The other horror players, and there is even a certain possibility, are opponents of each other.

The ancient coffin floated behind Wang Ya, and on the crimson energy particle coffin cover, there were also nine bone cores.

This kind of collocation, walking on the street, is really very conspicuous.

That is to say, the night is extremely thick, and there are hardly many people walking on the dark streets.

It was late at night, and it was time to start resting.

There were only two or three alcoholics, who seemed to have just come out of a bar, supporting each other and leaning against a street lamp.

And on the street lamps, many leaflets and posters were pasted.

When Wang Ya walked past these people, he just glanced at them curiously.

He withdrew his gaze, now he didn't have much time to delay.

My heart is also quite hot, and I want to study the fundamentals of this world as soon as possible.

As for asking for directions, from the three drunkards, he also felt that there was nothing to ask.

Let's explore slowly by ourselves.

The previous medical university was originally a very good place and should have a corresponding environment.

But after all, it is still a lot worse, and it is not a special research place.

What Wang Ya wants to find is a relatively large place that can support his large-scale experiments or medium-sized experiments.

The three drunkards also saw Wang Ya and the suspended coffin behind Wang Ya.

Rubbing his own eyes, he said drunkenly, "I seemed to see a person just now, followed by a floating coffin, walking past..."

"You kid must be drunk, how could such a situation happen, there is no one at all, and there is no coffin."

Another drunkard said with a sneer.

The rest of the alcoholic also laughed: "This guy is so stupid, he's actually drunk, it's ridiculous, unlike me, super brave, and can drink more wine."

"I'm different, I'm braver, I drink more than you all..."

"Who, who else can be braver than me and drink more than me, I am a man who can't get drunk."

The drunkard who said he was super brave said it a little bit uncomfortably, and widened his eyes at the same time, but what he saw was all in a daze.

Already a drunkard couldn't hold back, fell asleep and snored.

"It's so sublime....hahaha..."

The bravest alcoholic said with a look of disdain, and at the same time shook another alcoholic who was also asleep.

After finding out that the shake could not wake him up, he said mockingly: "It seems that it doesn't work. Sure enough, I am the best drinker."

"No, I am the one who can drink the most, you are braver without me!"

The drunkard said with a displeased face: "They are all fucking asleep, and they say they are braver than me, drink better than me..."

Suddenly, he seemed to have come to his senses. If these two guys were asleep, then who would be talking.

That voice gave him the cue.

"Look above, I'm above you!"

Alcohol had already paralyzed his feelings because of alcohol, so he immediately smirked and stood up drunkenly.

"Where....I don't believe anyone can drink better than me...."

"Behind me!"

The drunk saw some leaflets and newspapers on the street lamps.

What attracted him the most was a red flyer, the color was a little faded, it seemed to be a missing person notice, there was a middle-aged western man with scrupulously combed hair, even greasy, hooked nose and thin lips , that is, a pair of very fierce eyes.

At first glance, the drunkard almost thought it was a person standing there.

When he saw clearly that it was a missing person notice, he immediately mocked it.

"I thought it was something, it turned out to be a flyer..... hiccup..."

But the drunkard didn't realize that the person on the leaflet actually had substantial facial features, and even moved, showing a ferocious smile on his face.

The eyes are incomparably sunken, like an evil spirit seeing its prey, full of greed and desire.

"I really can drink the best. If you don't believe me, let me prove it to you!"

The drunkard hiccupped again and said with a smile, "Okay, prove it to me!"

"Okay! But what I drink is not wine, but blood!"

The middle-aged man in the red flyer grinned, showing his sharp teeth.

The next moment, he directly stretched out his hand and grabbed the drunkard from the flyer.

Then pull it directly into the leaflet.

It seems that another space has been added to this flyer.

The sound of chewing and the faint scream gradually disappeared.

The red flyer, which was still a little dim at first, has become as bright red as blood at this moment.

tick!

Blood dripped down the corners of the leaflet's square frame.

Hit the two drunkards on the head, in the face, and woke them up.

"What's going on...Ah...this is blood...a lot of blood..."

The two of them sobered up immediately, and climbed far away from the range of the streetlights in embarrassment.

But the next moment, the two found that there was already a pair of legs in front of them, blocking their way.

Red leather shoes with blood like blood on them, followed by red trousers.

The two drunkards looked at the figure blankly.

The hook-nosed middle-aged man in a red suit smiled happily:

"Hello, my name is Tripp. Nice to meet you. Besides, I made a bet with your companions just now. In order to prove that I can drink, I can only trouble you."

The next moment, the eyes of the two drunkards were filled with blood red.

The sound of chewing continued to sound, and the miserable and desperate sound of wailing was transmitted far away.

The blood gradually flowed into the sewer pipe along the arc.

Some rustling red-eyed mice found blood and kept licking it. There were still many bones in the sewer.

Both human and animal.

The number of red-eyed mice was increasing, and finally formed a huge rat swarm, constantly moving in the sewer.

.........

Walking on the street with blood-colored leather shoes, Trip stopped where Wang Ya had walked before.

Then he crawled to the ground, took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes, there was a rare look of fear in them.

You can't go wrong with this scent.

It's that guy's smell.

Possesses terrifying strength, and even ranks twelfth on the horror list.

The "Living Dead Red Girl" who is expected to advance to the top ten rankings.

And he is just the twentieth 'Greedy Tripp' on the horror list.

When encountering an existence like the red girl, they can only be suppressed and beaten, or even killed in seconds.

That coffin, he saw clearly in the flyer, was the coffin of the red girl.

Nothing else has that taste.

But it was taken away by the man in the weird clothes.

What the hell is going on, why is there such an outrageous thing happening.

Who the hell is that man...

Tripp was full of doubts, but he also felt the fear of that man.

"Just looking at me, it's as if my entire existence is about to be wiped out. It's horrible."

Tripp was filled with lingering fear.

"Simply, that existence doesn't seem to want to talk to me, it saved a life."

Thinking back on that figure, he can be sure that there is absolutely no such number one person on the horror list.

Moreover, even compared to the top ten characters on the list, his feelings were even more exaggerated.

That amazing sense of presence, and a strength that cannot be ignored.

This is almost his natural ability.

It is precisely because of this ability that he can stay on the horror list forever, and it is almost eternal 20.

There are some changes in other positions.

Because in this terrifying city, there are too many guys who want to climb up.

All kinds of killers and monsters are rampant.

The higher the ranking on the horror list, it also proved how amazing the horror they brought.

The top ten rankings on the list are relatively constant, with some fluctuations between tenth and twenty.

And after 20, the ranking to 30 will fluctuate greatly.

Changes are made almost every day.

There are even quite a few of them who are just ordinary murderers without any supernatural powers, and are only on the list because they have killed many people and are extremely vicious.

Horror City has a set of rules, and will judge the existence of the list and its ranking by itself.

The easiest way is to directly defeat the members of the original list and replace them.

It's not that no one wants to challenge him, but because of his natural ability, the weak will suppress directly, and the strong will take the initiative to give up their positions.

This saved his life.

After a long time, the position of the top 20 has fallen on his head countless times.

There are always idiots trying to challenge existences that are much stronger than them.

The final result is just a dead word.

"That existence is the scariest guy I have ever encountered. I don't know where it came from. What is its purpose? The red girl probably fell down..."

Tripp took a deep breath. This is an existence that is expected to hit the top ten rankings.

The top ten are all monsters, especially the top five. They just can't see where the bottom line is.

"Horror cities are becoming more and more dangerous. It seems that I have to stay dormant for a while. After the mayor disappeared, all kinds of ghosts and snakes really appeared... I don't know what the top ten are thinking, they are against the existing The rules, or abide by..."

When Tripp thought of these things, he felt the depth of the water.

The disappearance of the mayor has brought too many influences.

The top five have great power and can affect the rules in the dark.

.........

The time came to the middle of the night.

Liming opened his eyes, feeling a little restless in his heart.

'Damn, still can't sleep! '

Not because of anything else, just because of the body's instinctive stress response.

He has just experienced many dangers, and there are still potential dangers outside. Although he is safe now, heavy pressure is on Liming's body.

The horror world this time is really not a joke, it is very likely to die.

He looked at the number of survivors in the lower left corner.

There are only 12 left.

Two people died again.

What kind of horror world is this?

Shouldn't such a thrilling world be explored by top players?

Perhaps, one or two great players will be able to be safe.

Li Ming is not a novice player. Judging from the current situation, the strength of this world is really no different from the world explored by top players.

Even, he has watched one or two great players, and the world-related videos they have experienced are nothing more than that.

Such a horror world has one characteristic in unity.

That is extremely unreasonable, some existences are extremely powerful, so powerful that players are desperate.

Only through some methods, some strategies, combining vertically and horizontally, or finding those existing weaknesses, can you pass the level.

And it's just a customs clearance, whether it can really cause danger to those existences is a big question.

And those who do these are the top master players among the horror players.

He is just a small high-level player, how could he pass the level in such a terrifying and thrilling world.

He even had some doubts, whether the horror system was wrong, this nima would be a horror world at this level, probably the horror world that those great players are exploring.

"Everything is for survival. For this horror world, I prepared all the props and spent a lot of money. I predicted in advance the laterality of this horror world and bought a lot of related props. …”

When Li Ming thought of this, he wanted to vomit blood very much.

If he had known how terrifying this horror world was, he would not have spent a lot of horror points to buy various equipment and abilities to improve his strength.

This is not something that can be overcome by improving some strength, but it is really desperate.

If there is a chance to do it again, he will choose to buy a number of resurrections.

Instead of just jumping in so recklessly.

"The dawn of miracles...hehe...."

He himself started to mock himself.

Whether the horror world can survive this time is a big question.

He didn't even have any intentions to go about his work and please the audience in the live broadcast room.

Sometimes, to be alive, you have already given your all!

.........

At the same time, on the other side, Wang Ya also seemed to have found his ideal place.

Great place to use as a lab!