Chapter 302 Weisi (seeking subscription, monthly ticket, recommendation)
In Yan Junze's previous memory, he was lying on Long Tongue Zhenzhen's back, and heard a voice that seemed familiar but unfamiliar speaking in the underground space, and then the suction that pulled him disappeared, allowing them to escape.
And a person's voice often sounds strange to himself, just like the feeling when listening to his own recording.
At that time, Yan Junze fled in a hurry and didn't think carefully about who the speaker was. If he knew that person was his future self, he might be excited for a while.
After the chaotic aura in the underground space stopped, Yan Junze read the information of the [Strange Silk] mission again.
At this time, the black shadow slowly approached, this weird figure was tall and thin, like a spliced dummy.
After he approached, Yan Junze looked up and found that this guy was two heads taller than him, with no hair and a high nose bridge, impressive, like a foreigner.
But after a closer look, except for the nose which feels very three-dimensional, other organs are very ordinary.
This weird looked at him with a very flat look, without any expression on his face, but it gave Yan Junze the feeling that he seemed to be smiling.
This feeling is very strange. Even though Yan Junze clearly saw that this guy's expression was flat, he still couldn't help thinking that the guy was smiling.
When he approached Yan Junze, except for the chaotic breath no longer flowing, the underground space seemed to have changed the scene.
There are no rock walls around, no criss-crossed corpses, no black poison, as if in a dark chaos.
Yan Junze looked around and confirmed that this was no longer the underground space of No. 2 Mountain Park in Haotingmenyuan. This environment seemed to have been controlled by the weirdness in front of him.
The weird didn't speak, sat down and pointed behind Yan Junze.
Yan Junze was surprised, turned his head to look, and found that there was an extra stone bench behind him, and the stone was also black.
Look under this weird body again, there is also a black stone bench sitting on it.
Yan Junze tried to sit down slowly, the touch of the stone bench was very real, as if it had always been here, rather than imaginary.
After the two sat down facing each other, the distance between them was about one meter.
Weirdly pointed to the front of the ground under Yan Junze's feet, Yan Junze looked down, and found a line of characters appeared in the darkness at some point.
These fonts stand out directly from the black ground, which is extremely clear.
This line is: What game do you want to play?
Yan Junze understands, it seems that this guy is really addicted to playing games, and no matter what his intentions are, he gets right to the topic as soon as he comes up, as if other than games, everything else is just a cloud.
While looking at the writing on the ground, Yan Junze observed this guy's skin. He was not wearing any clothes, and his skin was dark black, as if it still showed texture. It was somewhat similar to Mystique in "X-Men", but these The textures are completely disjointed.
This scene made Yan Junze slightly startled. He didn't think that an ordinary and weird animal would show people in this shape.
Usually, a weird appearance has a lot to do with how it died before it was alive, and it will basically maintain that appearance, but this guy can't be a monster before he was alive.
"Let's play your favorite game." Yan Junze said: "By the way, by the way, what's your name?"
As soon as the words fell, two words appeared on the ground: Rock.
"Rock." Yan Junze said to himself, looked up at the man again, wondering if this guy is from Huaying Metropolis or other metropolises.
Anyway, the name looks the same as his facial features, so it is impossible to know where he is from.
At this time, a large number of characters appeared on the ground again, and Yan Junze looked down.
"My favorite game is to scare people, collect their fears, and feel the joy of everyone's fears. In this case, let's scare people."
"Okay." Yan Junze nodded, but then shrugged, "But I'm not you, I don't know how to manipulate Weisi, and I can't use Weisi to control people to scare people and achieve the purpose of the game."
Rock lowered his head slightly, as if thinking.
But soon he waved his hand, the surrounding scene changed, Yan Junze looked up and found himself back in the underground space again.
At this time, the corpses on the ground that had just been infected with the black poison but had not melted away were still there. After they appeared, all the black poison disappeared immediately, making these corpses preserved.
Yan Junze stood where he was, a little confused about what kind of medicine was sold in Rock's gourd. He saw Rock walking towards one of the male corpses, directly entering the corpse, and then the man's corpse started to move.
He opened his eyes, revealing gray pupils, and walked towards Yan Junze step by step, and the man said: "Although you can't manipulate human beings through tricks, you can control the corpses here, otherwise in this battle You can't achieve an effective balance with my abilities in the game. In this way, the game will lose its own fun."
"Can I control it? How do I control it?" Yan Junze's eyes lit up.
"Use the thread to directly control the corpse." Rock borrowed the male corpse to talk eloquently, "My ability can control any ordinary person I want to control through the thread, chase their source of fear, and feel the fun of their creepy. But you can't, so I give you this power, through Weisi, you can control any corpse here, and use them to make human beings feel real fear."
"You mean..." Yan Junze pondered: "You are manipulating humans to scare people, and I am controlling these corpses to scare people. In the end, who can scare people the most?"
Yan Junze said: "In this case, it seems that you are at a disadvantage. Because you control people to scare people, and I use corpses to scare people, taking advantage of the tools."
As soon as the voice fell, he immediately shook his head: "No, usually, the most frightening thing is the people and things around us. The most real fear comes from this kind of abnormality and abnormality that is closest to life."
Rock didn't say anything this time, as if there was no need to defend himself, just staring at him.
Yan Junze also raised his head to look at Luo Ke: "It's like that time in Yan's family. It was my mother who opened her mouth on time every night, squatted beside her daughter's bed and stared at her terribly. She was a stranger who didn't know whether she was dead or alive. It would be terrible to have someone in the house."
In Yan Junze's view, the former is still more frightening, because that is the person she is most familiar with. If there is an abnormality, the fear of other people who are familiar with her will be magnified countless times.
"This is the only way I think you can achieve a consistent balance with me." Rock said.
Yan Junze nodded after thinking about it.
No matter what, the idea of playing games now is his idea to save himself, so he has to keep playing, otherwise he doesn't know how the weirdness in front of him will deal with him.
Anyway, in his opinion, Rock's strength is not as simple as the task of "Scared (Medium, maybe he has reached this level of terror just by playing games.
According to Yan Junze's Buddhist method of eliminating spirits, dealing with weirdness cannot be contradictory, and following the other party's thinking to solve the problem is the right way. Especially a guy like this with terrifying unknown strength.
"In order for this game to go on well, I will abide by the rules and suggestions you put forward." Yan Junze said: "But I also have two suggestions."
Rock didn't say anything, just watched him, waiting for him to say something.
Yan Junze continued: "The first suggestion is that the target we choose to scare cannot be what I think is a good person. The definition of this good person has to be confirmed by me. The second suggestion is to only scare. In the process, we can take some limited measures. Unconventional means, but ultimately not life-threatening."
"The ultimate goal of my control with Weisi is to turn the other party into a corpse I stored, just like them." Rock shrugged and looked around.
"I hope our game is an exception." Yan Junze smiled sincerely.
Rock was silent for a moment, nodded and said, "No problem."
"Since it's a competition, there should be a result judgment." Yan Junze said in a discussing tone.
The other party agreed to his proposal, and he couldn't force it too hard, at least on the surface it seemed that he had to respect this guy.
Rock walked towards the entrance of the cave that was full of weird threads, and returned after a while, holding two translucent stones in his hand.
The stone is in the shape of a pentagon, surrounded by several strange threads that can see the ends of white threads.
Rock handed one of them to Yan Junze: "Fear Stone, you and I control one each, the difference is that I control humans, and you control the corpses here. The thread at the other end of the Fear Stone can control corpses or humans at the same time, Gather fear. If the stone turns completely black, the treacherous wire is rendered useless, meaning that side wins."
Yan Junze was a little hesitant, but still took the translucent stone, and felt that there was nothing wrong with holding it in his hand. Those weird white threads were also very ordinary, they didn't turn black, and there was nothing that made him feel alert.
Just after getting the Fear Stone, Yan Junze felt more and more weird in his heart, because the behavior shown by Rock seemed to have exceeded his definition of a weird one.
Isn’t weirdness supposed to be obsessive?
He just needs to find a way to get rid of the obsession. Why is this guy so famous? It's a thread, a stone of fear, and collecting fear?
In addition, Rock's body shape is very abnormal, with textured skin, tall and thin, and his limbs are too slender, and he has to possess a corpse to talk normally.
All this shows that he is unusual, not like a monster at all, at least, not any weird appearance that Yan Junze has come into contact with so far.
"Void Spirit? Is this guy a Void Spirit?"
A thought flashed through Yan Junze's head, feeling a little unbelievable.
If the other party is really a Void Spirit, he must put all his energy into it and take this game seriously with all his strength.
Just before, Yan Junze had the confidence to face the situation in front of him because he had encountered several horrific missions in Mojia Village.
After all, according to past encounters, as long as you have enough energy and deal with it carefully, you can basically complete tasks at the level of panic, and you will not let yourself face the possibility of death at any time.
But it would be different if the opponent was a Void Spirit, because he had no experience in dealing with Void Spirits at all, and although this task was terrifying, it was not guaranteed that a level would be skipped after some event was triggered.
Anyway, such a thing as skipping a level did not happen once or twice.
Thinking of this, Yan Junze's attitude immediately became very active, positive, and sincere. He held the fear stone and said to Roque, who was suspected of being an ethereal: "Excuse me, how should I use this thing?"
Although it is necessary to go all out to deal with the opponent, Yan Junze is not without plans. He is very confident in this, even if the opponent is Void Spirit.
Manipulating corpses to scare people sounds like it is not as scary as using the abnormality and weirdness of people around you to scare people, but if the method is properly controlled, it can also become a scary weapon.
For example, after Rock told the rules of the scary game, Yan Junze had a plan in his mind.
This plan came from a movie he had seen in his last life. In this movie, there was an extremely creative scaring technique. It was a perfect match with these corpses that he could control.
The condition is not very good today. Compared with the usual chapter of at least 4000 words, the number of words in this chapter is a few hundred words less-_-||
(end of this chapter)