Chapter 2836: Demonic Forbidden Zone (VI)

Chapter 2810: Demon Restricted Area (VI)

After the bishop came back, he looked at the umbrella that Cobert used as a crutch, sighed, and whispered: "He is really generous."

Jerome noticed the difference, and he asked tentatively: "Did the professor leave?"

Schiller nodded, put away the extinguished white candle, put the things in the box away, carried the box to the door, looked around, and turned back to Cobert and said.

"I must emphasize a few points to you. First, I'm not a psychology expert, so if you meet your old friend later and cry your heart out, I won't be able to comfort you."

"Second, if you want to use magic props to revive or reappear others, you must pay a price. Don't think that the other party will stand there and chat with you obediently. The purpose of the illusion in the room is always only one, that is to kill you."

"Third, since he gave you the umbrella, I won't take it back. I can only remind you that this thing is very powerful, but also very dangerous. Don't point the umbrella at anyone unless he is your enemy."

"Finally, you two should follow me closely later, don't look around or touch anything, rush to 1905 in one breath, and don't stop no matter what you encounter during the period."

Cobert and Jerome looked at each other. They had obviously seen Schiller's power, so they had no objection to him being the leader of this team. The key is that if they had any objections, they couldn't say it. One psychological anatomy class was enough.

Schiller pushed the door open and rushed to the elevator. Cobert and Jerome followed closely behind him. Although Cobert was lame, he was not slow. Although his leg hurt, it was much stronger than before.

As soon as they walked into the darkness of the corridor, something followed them. Schiller realized that it was something he brought out from the 13th floor, but he couldn't care less at this time.

Rushing to the elevator, he was unlucky. The elevator was on the 6th floor and it would take some time to get up. Schiller turned to Cobert and said, "Try to use the restaurant to delay its movement a little."

As soon as the word delay came out, Cobert knew what to do. The door of the restaurant suddenly opened and a cold air gushed out.

Although it was dark on the opposite side and everyone couldn't see the monster, in just a few seconds, the corridor turned completely white covered with snow, and the footsteps became very weak.

With a ding, the elevator arrived. The three ran into the elevator as fast as possible and pressed the door closing button. At the moment the elevator closed, Schiller saw many pairs of eyes outside the door.

Now we have to see if there are any monsters in the elevator. Schiller looked around at the reflective wall and found nothing unusual. The monster called Kaleidoscope didn't seem to be there. This was the only good news recently.

Jerome pressed the 19th floor, but the elevator had to stop at the 16th floor. Schiller turned to look at Jerome. After recalling, Jerome said, "The 16th floor is an ordinary guest room. It's not clear in the room. There seems to be a monster over the window, but it can't move. If you are lucky, it's okay."

The elevator opened the door on the 16th floor. It was pitch black outside and no sound could be heard. Schiller felt the wind blowing from the window, which seemed to be a bit similar to the wind outside the building, but the feeling was not real. Soon the elevator door closed.

Before the door closed, a scream came, and a figure whizzed through the corridor and was slapped on the opposite wall. Now Schiller can be sure that the wind is exactly the same as outside the hotel.

The elevator finally reached the 19th floor. It was unimaginably quiet on the 19th floor. Jerome noticed something was wrong, and Schiller took the initiative to say, "I killed the monster that appeared at midnight and the monster in room 1913. Now you're safe as long as you don't enter the room."

Jerome raised his eyebrows and said, "You know that the monsters here can't be really eliminated, right?"

"Of course I can't eliminate them, but they can do it themselves." Schiller looked back at Cobert, obviously hinting at the relationship between the two monsters, which is actually like the relationship between the restaurant and Cobert. They can devour each other or perish together.

Schiller swiped the door card, opened the door, strode in, and said as he walked, "Turn on the lights!"

There was no response in the darkness. Jerome and Cobert stood at the door and didn't dare to go in. Jerome knew how fierce this room was. Cobert was studying the umbrella. From his expression, he loved the umbrella.

Schiller, standing in the middle of the room, crossed his arms and said, "I'll say it one last time, turn on the lights, or I'll take down all the doorplates on the 13th floor and nail them opposite you one by one, so that they can take turns to crash into the room and knock you out and kill you."

With a snap, the lights came on.

Schiller waved to Jerome and Cobert.

Both of them walked in, looking at the unrecognizable room, Jerome tutted his lips and said, "It seems that you have made a big noise."

The few remaining large TV cabinets flew up and fell heavily to the ground. Cobert was frightened and trembled, but Schiller pretended not to see it and stood still and said, "We are here to ask you for help. This is a friend of mine. He wants to see the old people in his memory."

"Of course, it's not for nothing. If I guess correctly, you are about to devour another monster in this room. We can promise you not to move the elevator. If you succeed in getting out of trouble, maybe you can go to another floor."

The room was silent and there was no answer. This creature could understand human speech, but it did not seem to have the ability to communicate directly and could only demonstrate to others through hallucinations.

The scene in the room suddenly changed. The three of them returned to the elevator. At this time, a bright light lit up in the elevator, and the reflective elevator walls seemed to be broken into countless pieces.

"Are you worried about the monster in the elevator? It wasn't there when we came up, but maybe it will appear as soon as you enter. I'm curious, can you defeat it?"

The illusion disappeared, and a mirror appeared in front of Schiller. Many hands suddenly stretched out in the mirror and grabbed Schiller. Cobot stepped forward and wanted to do something, but Schiller stopped him.

Schiller was led by the hand and walked towards the mirror. When Schiller pressed against the mirror, the mirror and his hand disappeared. He understood that this was the room telling him that if he encountered the monster called Wanhua Mirror, It is very likely that he will be pulled into the mirror, even if he is a monster, it will be called Tiantian Ying.

This is indeed a trouble. Schiller recalled what Jerome said before. He said that he avoided all reflective objects, but since this hallucination monster can read memories, it means that the solution in Jerome's mind is not the same. Not a real answer.

It seems that I still have to play the game of chasing tigers and devouring wolves again. I wonder if the monster on the 13th floor can conflict with the Wanhua Mirror. Schiller didn't even open the eyes he saw before the elevator closed.

As expected, the room could read memories. When Schiller thought of this method, a figure began to gradually appear in the room. Cobot's expression became excited. It seemed that Colin had appeared.

Schiller and Jerome didn't want to spoil the fun here, so they simply walked into the bedroom. Schiller sat on the bed and fell directly to the ground. The bed was an illusion, and the real bed had been moved closer to the window.

"Are you childish?" Schiller asked the room: "I got a lot of toilet water elsewhere, don't make me whip you."

Jerome lay directly on the bed, looked at the ceiling and said: "I always feel that the monster in this room is a little different from the others. It has emotions that other monsters don't have. You are a psychologist, don't you Do you understand this?"

"I'm not a psychologist, but I can bring it back if you miss it."

"That's not necessary."

"What do you see in this room?" Schiller asked.

Jerome's expression turned obviously bad. He shook his head and said, "It's nothing."

Suddenly a figure appeared at the window. Schiller turned around and found that it was Jerome. His pupils were dilated and he didn't know what he saw. His face was full of sadness and pain.

A piece of glass flew up and pierced his chest. Jerome didn't seem to recover at all. When the glass was about to pierce his chest, he reluctantly ducked aside. A huge gash was made in his abdomen.

"So he was injured like this." Schiller looked at him with some disdain and said, "You know this is an illusion."

"Everyone has moments like this, but don't tell me you haven't." After Jerome sat up, he stared at Schiller coldly and said, "Monster."

Schiller was so angry that he laughed. The person suspected of being a clown actually called him a monster, but Jerome shouted to the room, "Let me see this guy in the room, and I can laugh at him with you." !”

There was no movement in the room for a long time. Schiller rolled his eyes slightly and said, "Why do you think it is so afraid of me?"

Jerome raised his eyebrows in surprise. He shook his head and said, "No, it's impossible. Everyone has psychological weaknesses, including Bruce Wayne. It's impossible for a person to be indifferent to all his memories."

Schiller also sat on the edge of the bed and said: "But people can deceive themselves."

"But it can tell the difference between true and false memories."

"The memories are all real, just in a different order." Schiller seemed to be saying to the room: "I was locked up in a laboratory as a child. I just grafted the feelings at that time onto the later memories and left there. I literally felt like a newborn baby.”

"But a pregnancy filled with pain and bleeding is not good at all for the fetus and mother. It is better for the people in the outside world to welcome the arrival of the newborn with great expectation."

"Those words about not feeling connected to the world are also true, because at that time I had no connection with the world at all. I existed in an isolated environment, and the only thing that gave me some sense of reality was the death of other people in the laboratory. "

"Because at that time, everything outside existed permanently for me, and death was the only unique end. My mental state was also unstable at that time, and the more unstable I was, the more unique talents I revealed. "

"Every person I witness dies has a special connection with me. I see those chaotic lines of color through the wall, representing all the emotions they have experienced in their life. They have no secrets from me. This allowed me to accurately locate each person behind the scenes.”

"If you don't believe it, you can look for it. When I was younger, they are all warm memories. But if you have a little logic, you will find that this is impossible."

The bed in the room floated.

But this time he was not thrown down hard. Schiller looked towards the window and seemed to see a familiar figure again. The room seemed to want to repeat the same trick, but Schiller shook his head and said: "You did it." People really don’t look alike.”

The room didn't seem to want to believe this, but Schiller grasped another point. He said, "It seems that there is a part of the memory that you can't imitate... Who invented the Ark reactor?"

The phantom by the window disappeared.

Sure enough, Schiller said, "Do you know Mickey Mouse Clubhouse?"

The bed fell down with a snap.

Schiller smiled.

"I just know it, how about I sing it to you?"

The curtains flying up by the window covered Schiller's mouth, but Schiller took out a white candle from his briefcase and recalled the characters in the tower that could not be mentioned in his mind.

The room that read Schiller's memory created a gust of wind and blew the candle away. Schiller didn't intend to give up at all. He stood up and picked up the candle.

Suddenly, another figure appeared in the room. It was another phantom created by the room, but this time the person made Schiller feel particularly familiar.

The woman turned her head, and Schiller saw a haggard face. It was Martha Wayne.

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