Chapter 98

Dark, rich and thick, silent and invisible, quietly enveloped.

Like some kind of glue, seeping in through the gaps in the car windows, engulfing the light and occupying every corner of the entire space.

The sudden light brought by props such as flares can only dissipate the darkness for a few seconds, barely illuminating a narrow space.

And at the moment when the props are extinguished, the darkness will attack the city again, silently and densely surrounded.

Wen Jianyan clenched her teeth, her chest heaving sharply.

Oops.

bad bad bad.

The touch on the neck is so familiar.

Horrifying tentacles protruded from the darkness, cold and soft, like fingers caressing the skin carelessly, or like ropes tightly binding the throat.

Wrapped around the neck of innocent prey, tightening ruthlessly.

Wen Jianyan's scalp was numb.

He opened the virtual live broadcast interface as quickly as possible, and frantically pressed the Void button.

Useless.

The use time of props is always fixed at [00:07], which cannot be ended and cannot be recovered.

Oh shit…

how so?

Wen Jianyan was a little broken.

He really didn't expect that using mirror-related props would bring such a result! Obviously neither in the stimulus park nor in the North Plaza—

The mirror house hidden among the dense branches and reflecting bright luster in the sun flashed in my mind.

Wen Jianyan was slightly taken aback.

Or is it because of the park where I am now?

During the few seconds he was in a daze, the area where the darkness was in contact with the skin expanded little by little, and the cold, semi-liquid touch oppressed his throat, bringing a feeling of suffocation due to poor breathing.

"...!!"

Wen Jianyan's pupils shrank.

He suddenly realized that he seemed to be being dragged backwards, and the mirror was right behind him.

Yes, I'm going to be dragged in!

He struggled violently.

As if feeling the strong resistance and reluctance of the prey that was almost overflowing, more dark and condensed entities protruded from the depths of the mirror, wrapping around the young man's slightly sunken and thin waist.

Shoulders, calves, ankles.

Under that irresistible force, the boy's toes couldn't help but slightly lifted up in the air, his whole body hanging in the air like a big doll.

Wen Jianyan could feel that his calf hit something hard.

Appears to be the border of a mirror.

However, within the frame, there was only an empty space that should have touched the cold and hard mirror surface, like a shallow water surface, with a terrible adsorption force, which seemed to be pulling him inward.

Grass! !

Now I'm really going to be dragged in!

In desperation, Wen Jianyan stuck her calf and joints firmly on both sides of the mirror to prevent herself from being dragged in directly.

"Help uh uh-!"

In the next second, the darkness condensed into a solid body and sealed Wen Jianyan's mouth, wrapping around his cheeks in circles. All the muffled voices were blocked in his throat, and the broken throat sounds that were squeezed out were all surrounded by zombies. Howling and intense firing crowd the crowd.

gag again!

Another gag!

Wen Jianyan was so angry that his eyes went dark.

... Gan!

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have said that I was fine because I was worried that my teammates would be distracted in the zombie tide!

Most of the body has sunk into the mirror.

Under the shackles of darkness, Wen Jianyan moved his fingers with difficulty, took out something from his pocket, and threw it on the ground.

The sharp edge cut through the soft fingertips, and scarlet blood dripped down.

Then, he relaxed his body.

The youthful body that had been tense, struggling, and fighting against it suddenly relaxed, the bowstring that had been tensed suddenly turned into a soft weed, and the slender legs that were firmly stuck on both sides of the mirror loosened.

The boy stopped his fierce resistance, as if accepting his fate, he was obediently dragged into the darkness.

There seemed to be a layer of shallow water ripples in the air.

The translucent ripples swallowed up his figure, and then disappeared, as if it had never appeared in the first place, leaving no trace at all.

"Woo-"

The train whistle hummed, and with the regular shaking of the clang clang, the long train finally drove out of the dark tunnel.

Bright light poured in from the car window, dispelling the original dense darkness that seemed inseparable.

Whether it was scratching or howling, everything disappeared the moment the train pulled out of the tunnel.

This time the tunnel was much longer than the first time, and the number of "zombies" that came was too many. They could only be killed with specific "guns", and other things could only restrict their actions.

Some anchors ran out of ammunition, so they could only try to support it by activating props again and again, until the train left the tunnel and the zombies stopped attacking.

There was a strong smell of fishy tide in the air.

Everyone involuntarily let out a long sigh of relief, relaxing as if they were the rest of their lives after a catastrophe.

"Finally survived this wave, there should be the last—"

As Wen Ya spoke, she turned her head and looked behind her.

The next second, she was stunned, and subconsciously swallowed the remaining words into her throat.

Only Lilith, who was panting heavily, was left behind him, while Wen Jianyan, who had always been by their side, disappeared without a trace, as if disappeared out of thin air.

Not far away, the yellow hair was panting heavily, and subconsciously turned his head to look in the direction of the target person.

The moment he looked at the past, he also froze in place.

The boy is gone.

Only two of his teammates remained in place.

"..."

how so?

The scene just now flashed across my mind. In the short moment illuminated by the flare, the two identical teenagers looked over at an astonishingly synchronized rate, smiled briefly, and then were engulfed in darkness again.

That's right.

Definitely using mirroring.

But... why did the supposedly unscathed target disappear after the train pulled out of the tunnel?

Huang Mao stared blankly in that direction, almost unable to believe his eyes.

Huicheng retracted his gaze.

He patted Huang Mao on the shoulder and breathed a sigh of relief: "Good job, let's call it a day."

Huangmao opened his mouth.

But, but—

At that time... He obviously didn't get the trick!

For some reason, a strong feeling fermented in his heart.

The target character is not dead.

Just like the previous two times, he found a way again, and easily escaped from the sight he was proud of for survival, blinded his five senses, and escaped his gaze.

"Why, how did this happen? Could it be that he was bitten by a zombie? Or dragged away?"

Lilith turned around anxiously, even wanting to turn around among the swollen corpses.

Fortunately, Wen Ya dragged her back in time:

"Calm down!"

Not far away, Yun Bilan and the two who had been separated from them before entering the tunnel also rushed over at this moment. After realizing that there were fewer people, the two were also startled: "Where are people?"

Wen Ya shook her head, her voice was difficult:

"No, it's gone."

"..."

The blue-haired girl narrowed her eyes slightly, she turned her head, looking for traces of the group of people with raging eyes:

"Where's that guy?"

Wen Ya had just persuaded Lilith, and hurried forward to grab Yun Bilan, anxiously saying, "Wait, don't be impulsive! No matter if you were bitten by a zombie or plotted against by the other party, it is impossible to appear here now." This kind of state where you can't see people alive or dead, there's something else hidden in it—"

"Eh…"

At this moment, Alice suddenly spoke: "Look, what is that?"

Several people were startled, and subconsciously looked in the direction that Alice pointed.

On the ground soaked by the pattering water, one can vaguely see something being pressed under the pale and swollen corpse.

Wen Ya activated the props and stepped forward quickly.

Before the body exploded, she rescued what was crushed under the body.

Several people moved to a safe open space.

"What is it?" Lilith asked eagerly.

The rest of the people also looked into Wen Ya's palm.

There are two items.

One is a tortoiseshell cat doll, and the other is a simply folded note with a little fresh blood on the edge.

Several people looked at each other.

Wen Ya unfolded the note.

Some blurred handwriting soaked in water appeared in front of everyone.

[Dream Amusement Park Staff Rules]

*

Wen Jianyan fell heavily to the ground.

"…hiss!"

He gasped.

The bones all over my body seemed to be thrown apart, and the joints were aching from the impact just now, especially the small piece of skin that was stuck on the outer edge of the mirror just now, it was even more burning pain at this moment.

Wen Jianyan took a breath, waiting for her darkened eyesight to return to normal.

He realized that he was lying on top of a huge mirror.

The ground was cold and smooth, and the flat surface was so shiny that it clearly reflected his slightly distorted pale face.

"..."

The entity condensed by the darkness seems to have disappeared, and I don't know where it went.

Wen Jianyan stared at his own face imprinted in the mirror, collected himself, and then slowly got up from the ground.

The moment he stood up, he was dizzy from being shaken.

The ground, the top of the head, the side...

I saw in all directions, and wherever I looked, there were all brand new and bright mirrors.

Mirror maze.

Wen Jianyan's heart sank, as if something cold was pressing heavily on his stomach, making him a little short of breath.

"You don't seem very willing to see me."

The man's low, cold voice rang close to his ears.

Wen Jianyan shuddered and jumped to the side.

There is nothing behind it.

Every mirror reflects a self, reflecting the same calm face pretending to be calm, pale, tense, with unsteady chest, nowhere to hide under the light coming from nowhere, synchronized with the main body act.

In the insignificant space, he was the only one, and his countless shadows wandered between the mirrors.

"No, absolutely not!"

Wen Jianyan quickly shook her head and denied it.

His brain was running fast, frantically searching for the words that should be used in his mind, and said in a respectful, fearful, almost humble tone:

"It's just... It's just that I didn't expect that I would be lucky enough to meet you again. It was really too unexpected, and I lost my composure for a while—"

"Yeah."

There was a noncommittal indifference in the voice of the other party, and it was hard to tell whether he believed the words of the human beings in front of him.

"Yes, it is."

Wen Jianyan's heart was almost in his throat, beating crazily in his chest, his nerves were tense to the extreme, and he almost swore: "It's true!"

In the mirror opposite, the darkness condensed little by little.

A tall man in a black robe slowly appeared in the mirror.

Dark, spell-like lines meandered on his bare pale skin, a pair of pure animal golden eyes were hidden under the slender eyelashes, and the cold gaze without emotion fell on Wen Jianyan's body.

Under the gaze of those eyes, everything that had happened before came to my heart so vividly that Wen Jianyan couldn't help but stand on end.

He took a step back reflexively.

His back hit the mirror and there was a soft "bang".

"In that case..."

In the next second, a man's voice rang out behind his ears, making Wen Jianyan's scalp numb, and a chill crept up the back of his neck.

He turned his head stiffly, one by one.

I saw Wu Zhu's figure clearly appeared in the mirror next to him.

He lowered his head, fixedly stared at the young man who was about to close into his arms with those cold and desolate golden eyes, and said in a low voice:

"Then what are you hiding from?"