Chapter 16 Killing Dance

Opening his eyes again, a familiar light filled his vision.

"Is it back again..." Chen Ling adjusted to the brightness of the spotlight and slowly scanned the surroundings.

The old stage, the black curtain, the packed audience chairs, he returned to this nightmare.

"It seems that as long as you fall asleep or die, you will return here." Chen Ling summed up this conclusion after several experiences.

Since he regained control of his body, the audience who had left returned to the theater. Although their eyes looked a little unhappy, at least they did not intend to attack again.

Chen Ling's eyes naturally slid to the screen in the center of the stage:

"[Audience Expectation Value: 24%]"

From historical records, the moment he regained his body, the expectation value automatically rose back to 20%. After experiencing a battle of wits and courage with the law enforcers, the expectation value increased again and finally stabilized at 24%.

"Last time I died, 50% of my expectation was deducted. If the next time I die, the expectation is lower than 50%...what will happen?"

Chen Ling didn't know the answer, but he guessed that if the expectation became negative, he would most likely die completely and be occupied by the "audience", never to be able to turn over.

Chen Ling was about to look away when he suddenly found a shaking treasure chest in the lower right corner of the screen.

He clearly remembered that when he first entered the theater, there was no such thing.

Chen Ling hesitated for a moment, tentatively reached out his hand, and clicked the treasure chest...

Tick-tick-tick-tick--!

When Chen Ling's fingertips touched the treasure chest, a burst of exciting music came from the speakers on both sides of the stage.

The sudden music startled Chen Ling. The next moment, several spotlights moved behind him. He turned his head and found that a table appeared out of thin air in the center of the stage.

It was an ordinary wooden table, which seemed a bit old, and it didn't look out of place with the wooden floor on the stage. The spotlight beam shone on the table, and a piece of paper was reflecting a pale halo.

Chen Ling walked straight to the wooden table, and the two spotlights approached each other and finally merged into one.

On the top of the paper, there were a few lines of small words.

"The audience expectation value was detected to have exceeded 60% for the first time, unlocking the achievement - 'mostly good reviews'!"

"You get an extra lottery right."

"After use, a character skill will be randomly selected from all the characters in this play to learn."

Chen Ling's eyes swept over these words, and before he could react, the white paper suddenly disappeared, replaced by a piece of card placed on the table.

The colors of these cards were different, most of them were white and gray, and occasionally a few blue cards appeared. The texture on the surface also ranged from simple to complex. The brighter the color, the more advanced the texture, and the more precious it looked.

The next moment, all the cards turned upside down at the same time, revealing the backs of the cards, and then overlapped at an astonishing speed, and finally scattered neatly on the table.

Chen Ling also tried to track the traces of the blue cards, but this weird way of shuffling cards made it impossible to track the cards with the naked eye.

"It can actually draw a lottery... It seems that this theater is not all bad."

Chen Ling took a deep breath, randomly selected a card in front of him, and gently turned it upside down on the table...

It was a blue card.

After Chen Ling finished his selection, all the other cards disappeared at the same time, and at the same time, several lines of text appeared on the blue card.

"Skill: [Killing Dance]"

"Belonging to: Bingshen Dao, [Judgment] Path, Third Stage."

"Character: Han Meng."

When he saw the two words Han Meng, Chen Ling's mind automatically emerged with the windbreaker figure who fought back and forth with the red paper monster last night... At this moment, he only had one thought in his mind.

This wave made money!

Since Chen Ling came here, Han Meng is undoubtedly the most powerful of all the people he has met. Although Chen Ling does not understand what the "War God Way", "[Judgment] Path" and "Third Stage" mean, there is no doubt that he has drawn the best option he can draw at present.

The blue card turned into nothingness, and Chen Ling felt that there was something more in his body, which was extremely mysterious.

"Thank you for the gift." Chen Ling is embarrassed now.

He stole... no, learned this skill from Han Meng. In a sense, Han Meng is his benefactor... but just a few hours ago, he just beat up the "benefactor" and hit him hard with a club.

That club... shouldn't have killed the benefactor, right?

He felt a little guilty.

...

The vermilion disaster danced wildly above his head,

The terrifying pressure made people tremble;

A slender palm stretched out from the body of the disaster and pressed on his head... as if the hand of a god fell from the sky, dominating the world.

On the hospital bed, Han Meng suddenly opened his eyes and almost jumped up.

"Hiss——"

The severe pain in the back of his head made him grimace, the world in front of his eyes flashed, and he fell headfirst onto the bed again.

"Mengge!" A law enforcer who was dozing beside him was startled and immediately supported him, "Mengge! What are you doing? Don't move, don't break the line..."

Han Meng was lying on the bed, and finally recovered, and said blankly:

"Where is this?"

"Hospital!"

"The one with long hands... No, where is the red disaster?"

"It..." The law enforcer paused, "It should have escaped. When we arrived at the scene, we only saw you, Mengge, lying there..."

Fragmented memories flooded into Han Meng's mind, and he couldn't help but touch the back of his head, grimacing in pain.

This disaster... also likes to sneak attack the back of the head?

"What's the situation? Are there any other casualties?"

"Not yet. After fighting with you, the disaster has never appeared again. I guess you, Mengge, hurt it too badly."

"I..."

Han Meng was about to say that he didn't hurt it at all, but after hesitating for a while, he swallowed the words back.

In the attribute

"What time is it?"

"Six fifty."

"... Help me up."

"Mengge, the doctor said you need to rest..."

"Rest!" Han Meng gritted his teeth and stood up, "That disaster is very insidious. If we let it go like this, it will cause trouble sooner or later!"

"Insidious? Mengge, do you want to say dangerous..." This law enforcer is also well-informed, but it is the first time he has heard someone use the word "insidious" to describe the disaster.

"Dangerous, but more insidious!"

Han Meng subconsciously touched the back of his head, "And, I suspect it may have really merged with a human..."

"Fused?" Hearing these three words, the law enforcer's face changed drastically, "Do you want to notify Aurora City immediately?"

Hearing the second half of the sentence, Han Meng gradually calmed down, "No, not yet, I still need to investigate... Now this is just my guess, there is no theoretical basis."

"Then we will..."

"Let's go to the headquarters first. The group of new reserve seats should be in place soon. We will talk about the details on the way."

"Okay."