What caught his eye was the taillight of the Bloodhate motorcycle gradually disappearing into the dead silence.

He needs to use this half month to upgrade himself so that he can give the photographers who come from across the border a big surprise.

There is a row of rusty barbed wire, and behind the barbed wire stands a large dark building.

To break this situation, there must be more players on the list.

Weirdness is divided into many types according to the residue of human nature.

Because judging from her conversation, she is that rare kind of person who has a lot of weirdness left in her humanity.

Buzz!

The sound of the engine gradually faded away, and the strange power that suppressed his body gradually dissipated.

"When you get me, you will abandon me and use me to achieve your ulterior and dirty intentions!"

[You have entered the deep area of ​​the Dead Silence Dungeon - the Old Campus, and you are about to undergo an extremely difficult identity upgrade task. 】

Feeling so pale, the pale man couldn't help but open his eyes.

From these points, Xu Yuan judged that although the number of weirdos with human nature was small, their potential was greater.

"...There have been unknown changes in the plan, and the strategy mission has been cancelled. I want to report this matter!"

But he is not strong enough to resist the rules of special situations.

"Don't worry, I'm not planning to destroy her."

Evacuating now is the wisest choice.

Looking at the painting he drew, Xu Yuan fell silent.

It may also be because he now has the status of a subject teacher and is not excluded by the rules of the Dead Silence dungeon.

"Hypocritical man! What's wrong? Now you have to pretend to be innocent again and ask me to take back your current pretense and show that you are not such a person?"

When he finished painting the stick figure, the blood on the canvas of despair suddenly evaporated and turned into a bloody chain that bound Teacher Bai's body.

"I don't understand all the nonsense you are talking about, but if you give me any more trouble, I won't mind crushing you. Now stand still, I'm going to start painting."

He knew that this weird man riding a motorcycle might have an incredible level of terror. Just by seeing him, the ghost fragments on his body were suppressed.

She was also full of questions about Xu Yuan who didn't do something for her.

Even though he violated the rules, he still has to abide by the rules of this dungeon.

The weird thing he wants to capture is also this type of existence.

Her face was full of worry.

There.

The remaining part is weird, but there is still more or less human nature.

These players are much weaker than the players who gained the power of ghosts in the first few days, but compared to ordinary players, their strength is irresistible.

Hearing what she said, Xu Yuan was confused.

Seeing this prompt, Xu Yuan smiled. He glanced at the teacher in front of him and took out the canvas of despair from his backpack.

Seeing him like this, Teacher Bai laughed mockingly.

Just when the pale man and two selected people were preparing to enter the Dead Silence Dungeon to risk their lives.

"Teacher, which class are you in?"

"Status upgrade?"

It took less than three minutes for a stick figure with magnificent long hair to appear on the canvas.

"alert!"

Although he has verified it through various methods, he only needs to paint the goal he knows strangely on the canvas of despair.

The dark, cold breath came like a tide.

Xu Yuan, who had just rushed into the old campus, felt the coldness that penetrated into his bones.

There seemed to be a large number of invisible invisible things gathering in the darkness, causing the strange light of the Blood Hate Motorcycle to continuously dim, only illuminating a distance of less than ten meters in front of it.

The engine that was running at the same time seemed to be stuck by something, making a constant clicking noise and making the car vibrate.
Chapter completed!