My Iyashikei Game

, my healing game

The pioneers of the era often have the following characteristics: curiosity, enterprising spirit, a sense of teamwork and a spirit of dedication to exploration.

And Han Fei has all these characteristics. He cooperated with the old man to open the door of the ghosts he had always been curious about on other people's sites. At the risk of being killed, he summoned the ghosts of unknown monsters in the sea of ​​blood.

Perhaps moved by what Han Fei did, the old man looked at the blood that spread wildly behind Han Fei, and his eyes were a little wet.

"are you crazy!"

Han Fei didn't know what was in the depths of the sea, he just wanted to run for his life now.

Feeling the terrifying aura coming from the inside of the room, the strange plant on the old man's back withered a little, and it seemed too scared to bloom casually.

The knock on the door of the hut also stopped abruptly, the door lock shook slowly, and then fell directly to the ground.

The door slowly opened, and a child with a schoolbag appeared at the door.

As the No. 11 work of the gods, the child is also an extremely powerful existence in the midst of special resentment. Where he stands, the black rain will turn into a blood rain.

"Uncle, grandpa, can you take me in for one night?"

A tender voice came out of the boy's mouth, the zipper of his schoolbag was automatically opened, and a scarred arm stretched out from it, grabbing directly at Han Fei's neck.

"run!"

Han Fei didn't care about anything else, he turned and pushed open the window. Just as he was about to jump out, he suddenly heard the sound of something shattering.

Turning his head to look, the arm that stretched out from the schoolbag fell to the ground, and there were several rows of ferocious tooth marks at the fracture.

There was a strange sound from the inside of the compartment, and countless blood vessels seemed to see a python that saw its prey, crawling out of the wall of the compartment, and occupying half of the living room in an instant.

Han Fei has yet to see what the monster in the sea of ​​​​blood looks like, and the other party's mere escaping breath makes him and the old man tremble.

The time for the gate to close has come, but the monster seems to be blocking the gate with its body, preventing it from closing.

"How can you be so rude?" The little boy looked at the broken arm on the ground, his clear eyes seemed to be dripped with ink, and his pupils gradually became cloudy and exuded a kind of pure malice: "Why? Are you going to bite off Dad's arm?"

A lot of blood splattered from the bottom of the schoolbag, and hands made of human body parts stretched out from the boy's schoolbag and grabbed towards the single room.

The boy's abilities are very powerful, but no matter how he attacks the room, all his arms will be broken.

As the harsh roar sounded, the monster conjured by Han Fei seemed to be completely free from the shackles of the sea of ​​​​blood, and its body squeezed out of the gate of hell, dyeing the entire building blood red.

"What the hell have you made?" The old man felt as if his soul was about to be sucked away.

"If I knew that I wouldn't have told you earlier?" Han Fei was also panicking now. He found that as a soul-caller, there was some kind of constant connection between the unknown monster and him.

In other words, the monster and he could always sense each other's position.

"If I use the soul-returning talent on that monster, will it return to the sea of ​​blood, or will it be sent directly to the shallow world by me?"

Scientific exploration often takes some detours and pays some price. The only thing that Han Fei is happy about now is that he is doing experiments on other people's sites.

"Don't look! Let's go!"

Han Fei was very interesting to the old man. He left the little boy to face the blood sea monster alone, locked the old man's neck by himself, and jumped downstairs with him. Respecting the old and caring for the young was vividly reflected in him.

After the two of them left, the fight between the little boy and the unknown monster in the blood sea officially began.

The whole building was stained with blood, the boy's cry rang out, the windows were all shattered, and occasionally a very fast blood shadow flashed past.

The boy's schoolbag seemed to be a bottomless corpse pit, from which all kinds of corpses emerged, as if to be woven into a corpse cage. He desperately tried to restrain the blood shadow, but the speed of the two was too different.

The cries echoed in the rainy night, the deadly streets were awakened, and the incomparably huge "Hearing" also appeared next to the building, raising its head and biting towards the monster that escaped from the sea of ​​blood.

"Don't look at it! Let's stop here!" The old man didn't want to stay with Han Fei for a moment. He was very scared now, not only afraid of the works of the gods, but also afraid of Han Fei around him.

"Okay!" Han Fei just wanted to let the old man help him attract the attention of the monster. At this time, the monster was distracted, and he immediately prepared to escape to the outer area.

The idea is good, but Han Fei and the old man have already penetrated into the core area, and the very oppressive skyscraper is right in front of them, and it is too late to leave at this time.

Before Han Fei could say anything, he saw a strange man in a red raincoat appearing on the street. The other party was carrying a wooden box that looked like a spiritual altar, and he was holding a crumpled and bleeding photo in his hand.

"What the hell is this?"

"Attention number 0000 players! You have successfully discovered the No. 12 work of the gods - the messenger."

"Messenger: The resentment between the building and the outside world, without knowing what kind of face is hidden under their clothes, they are responsible for transmitting the message of the gods."

"Attention! There are a lot of messengers. They are a whole that can communicate with each other. It may be easy to kill a messenger, but then you will know what fear is." ?

Han Fei looked at the messenger who was approaching him, and caught up with the uncle again: "Master, let's run away together!"

"Don't follow me!"

"Master, I have no ill will towards you." Han Fei quickly explained: "There is a monster in a raincoat behind, have you seen it? The photos in their hands seem to have our faces printed on them. We are being targeted. already?"

"Let's go!" The old man was soaked in the black rain, and he also found the messenger behind him, his whole face turned green, and he started to run forward in a desperate attempt.

When Han Fei saw the old man start to speed up, he quickly followed: "Master, let's go together, how can I live without you! Master!"

After rushing out of the street, the uncle who was running in front just stopped, and Han Fei almost slammed his head into the plant on the uncle's back.

"What's wrong?" He found that the uncle's body was shaking slightly, and he looked towards the intersection. In just half an hour, messengers wearing red raincoats and black raincoats walked out of each room.

These monsters hold various stumps and human body fragments in their hands, like worker ants in the ant nest looking for food, without any emotion, to bring everything they see and eat back to the skyscraper.

"It's over..." The old man almost sat on the ground, his deformed body was shivering in fright, and he seemed to have given up resistance: "There may be other works of gods around, there may be other works around, we can't escape. ."

The old man's voice was extremely desperate. Han Fei, who only had a drop of blood, did not dare to clash with the messenger casually. He looked around, and there were messengers everywhere, but there was no one on the road leading to the skyscraper.

"The messengers are exploring from the building. They are wearing raincoats and cover their faces. They are likely to be residents of the building. Since they have a way to get out, we should also be able to leave after we escape into that building." Han Fei is Players, as long as they survive for three hours and complete another mission, they can go offline. The probability of triggering missions in unknown maps is very high, and it is not a desperate situation for him now.

"Uncle, I have a very crazy idea. The most dangerous place is the safest place. I want to hide in a skyscraper temporarily and avoid the limelight first." Han Fei didn't just talk about it, he was really prepared to do so.

"The most dangerous place is the most dangerous place. Don't be a fool and don't believe that." The old man refused, but his body instinctively turned with Han Fei. have a wish

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"No matter what you think, I absolutely can't die here." Han Fei rushed towards the skyscraper at full speed. He carried all his belongings with him in the inventory. Except for his HP, which could not be recovered, he is now the strongest state.

The towering skyscrapers are right in front of him. Han Fei's previous plan was to infiltrate and nibble step by step, and then make the layout after slowly figuring it out.

But in reality, there are so many plans, and all kinds of accidents forced Han Fei to choose the customs clearance method with the most potential.

They first aimed at the building next to the skyscraper, and after the messengers gathered towards this side, thinking that they had hid in the building, they immediately rushed to the skyscraper!

Only when you really get close will you discover the majesty of this building.

Connecting the heavens and the earth, it doesn't look like a building at all, but more like a small city with layers stacked up.

The black rain fell on the outer wall of the building, Han Fei and the old man didn't have time to feel too much emotion, they took the initiative to escape into the building.

"Boom!"

The thunder exploded, and a huge lightning struck above the dark clouds, as if the eyes of the gods had opened a gap.

"Attention number 0000 players! You have entered an unknown hidden map!"

"This map is extremely dangerous! The initial difficulty is D-level, and it is not ruled out that there is a C-level area!"

"Attention number 0000 players! Please leave within an hour!"

The black rain on his body fell to the ground, and the old man looked at the dark and gloomy corridor in front of him, his face was extremely bad: "I really believe in your evil! No one who entered this building can leave alive!"

"You must have been brainwashed by the so-called gods. If no one can leave alive, what will happen to the messengers outside? Can't they still go out?" Han Fei did not continue arguing with the old man, he quietly sensed the blood sea monster, The connection between the guy and himself has not been interrupted: "Can't the two special resentments of Ting Ting and the little boy kill it?"

Another reason why Han Fei wanted to hide in the skyscraper was because of the blood sea monster, and he didn't want that monster to follow him back to the paradise.

"It's no use complaining now, just try your best to survive."

Han Fei stepped on the dilapidated steps and observed it carefully.

The interior of this skyscraper is intricate and complicated. There are twenty elevators in operation alone. What's even weirder is that some of those elevators are the latest ones, and some are old-fashioned elevators like iron fences, and the time span is almost fifty years.

The whole building looks very deformed and absurd, and there are traces of the passage of time everywhere. Fifty years of years seem to be mixed in this building.

"Those messengers are expected to be back soon, let's find a place to hide first."

Han Fei looked at the ever-changing numbers on the elevator. Many elevators were being used. He didn't dare to go over and took the old man into the leftmost corridor.

The steps were painted with peeled red paint, the floors were spaced apart, and the corridors were pasted with talismans and painted with all kinds of vicious and horrible graffiti.

When Han Fei came to the second floor, he glanced into the corridor and saw a

The corridors are randomly spliced ​​together, like a pig-cage apartment where refugees live. The narrow single rooms are next to each other, and various sundries are placed on the aisles. In addition to the residents, some residents’ compartments have been converted into Grocery store, pastry shop, small clinic.

"This place gives me a very bad feeling!" The old man said that he would not hide on the second floor, and he and Han Fei continued to go up.

The steps seem to have become a little tidy. The third floor is still a hodgepodge of tenants and shops, but at the corner of the two corridors, a few rooms have been opened up, and it has become a private kindergarten.

"In such a lively place, why can't I see a single person?"

"How can there be a breath of life?" The old man couldn't stand it anymore as a ghost. He kept shaking his head, grabbing Han Fei and continuing to run to the third floor.