Xuanmen boss is stuck in the horror game BUG

Chapter 3 Snake Head
Snake blood splashed on the cheeks, and there were bright red marks along the jawline.

Yan Lan wiped it off casually, and rubbed it on the hospital gown casually, the dead snake in her hand was still dripping blood.

"Fuck! Are you sick?!"

The yellow-haired man who was closest was shocked and angry:
"If you provoke this group of snakes, we will all be finished. If you want to die, don't drag us, can you die later?!"

[That’s right, I’ll die if I wait, it’s disgusting to grab the camera and grab the attention so recklessly]
"I can die." Yan Lan replied simply and calmly.

Huang Mao choked up and said angrily, "You—"

"What are you afraid of? The rules only say that you are not allowed to pick your own countdown at random, but they don't say that you can't damage other people's countdowns."

Yan Lan's brows and eyes were loose, she reached out and pulled out the dead snake's head, and threw the snake's body back into the blood mist under everyone's horrified eyes.

The rest of the black snakes crazily pounced on and devoured their companion's corpse.

"It's just a snake, if the countdown is really reset..."

Yan Lan lifted the snake's head and smiled:
"You guys can do whatever you want."

She turned and walked forward, while the other players hesitated for a moment, gritting their teeth against the glass wall to follow.

[Pretend to be a monster, die quickly]
[The one in the front, he just stood up with reason and evidence, even if you die, you will not be able to change your stinking behavior of jealousy and bullying]
[It's noisy every time, so be quiet and look at the background! ]
Yan Lan stuck the cup rope up to her elbow.

Shaking his bloody hand to unlock the phone, he continued to look at the background:

[Dungeon Name: "Paradise Strange Talk: Nine Dragon Festival"]

[Background information: Kowloon Amusement Park, an abandoned amusement park with the theme of "Underwater Dragon Palace", was built under the Ming Tombs Reservoir.

[In the prosperous period 20 years ago, the park would set off fireworks every year on February nd of the lunar calendar and hold a ceremony to celebrate the "Dragon's Head".

[In 2020, "Dragon Raises its Head", a ten-person expedition group from a certain platform broadcasted live in the park, screamed and dropped the line at 23:00, and the audience reported the incident after losing contact.After the relevant departments arrived, only a mentally disturbed anchor was left paralyzed in the sticky water.

【He looked at the cold and dark deep water and kept muttering: They are watching, they are watching...】

[Background-related tasks: Explore the truth of the "Nine Dragon Festival" ghost story (0% completion rate)]

Information so far.

Yan Lan frowned slightly, integrating the known clues:
She still doesn't know the situation of the Kowloon Amusement Park, and the "they" are not sure. The most important thing right now is to extend the "firecracker countdown".

The system said three things in total:
. Collect items related to the "Dragon Raises its Head" festival

What kind of existence this "Dragon God" is? Yan Lan is still not sure, but large-scale festivals will have ritual records, and finding things is nothing to a Taoist priest. She only needs a panoramic view of the paradise to prevent wasting time.

. Complete background related tasks

That is to explore the truth of the "Nine Dragon Festival" ghost talk, which is closely related to the "they" in the mouth of the adventure anchor. This can be done at the same time as the first one.

. Kill other players indirectly

The word "indirect" is undoubtedly a warning: directly killing players will usher in punishment.And it is very likely that the countdown will directly clear the explosion.

Yan Lan pursed her lips, her eyes darkened slightly: I hope this group of people will not commit stupid infighting, if the scene is too bloody...

She was afraid that she would not be able to control her upper body and get sick.

"Well, this patient..."

A hesitant voice sounded from beside her, Yan Lan raised her eyebrows, and looked at the young doctor who followed:
"what happened?"

"It's nothing." The young man scratched his head embarrassingly, and took out a disposable glove from the pocket of his white coat. "You can use this to wear it."

"Thank you."

Yan Lan took it, and couldn't help laughing, "Which hospital are you a doctor? You see me wearing a hospital gown..."

She twisted the plastic gloves as she spoke, and the black snake on her wrist was accidentally touched by the head of her companion's snake. She turned around imperceptibly, spat out the snake letter and licked her companion's blood.

Yan Lan inadvertently turned her eyes, and her pupils suddenly shrank——

She clearly saw that the countdown in Black Snake's eyes had slowed down by two seconds!
【Ding!Congratulations on getting the "Time-increasing Snake Head" x 1, and the item information has been sent to the APP]

A joyful voice rang from the ear, and a message popped up from the APP.

[Time increase? ! ]
[999 (directly turned 6) what kind of luck is this]
[What are you proud of?Haven't looked at the attributes yet, just adding a few seconds is a fart, joy begets sorrow]
"Ah! That's right!"

The young man in front of him suddenly made a sound, Yan Lan's eyebrows twitched, and she didn't even think about pressing the phone off immediately!

"I also brought medical alcohol wipes."

As he spoke, he took out a wet wipe from his pocket and handed it out, with a smile on his brow, "Here, you can wipe your hands."

"……thanks."

Yan Lan was slightly startled, and took the wet wipe, "Do we know each other?"

The young man pursed his lips: "What's your name?"

"Yan Lan."

She paused: "The silt swamp is 'Yan', and the fog in the mountains is 'Lan'."

"My name is Fang Shu."

The young man raised his lips and smiled, and there was a canine tooth, "Fang Zheng's square, the operation technique, now we know each other."

Alchemy?

She is too familiar with these two words as a Taoist priest.

"Good name."

Yan Lan bent her lips and smiled, put the snake's head in half into a glove, and threw it to Fang Shu:
"Send it to you, return the gift."

If she guessed correctly, the "countdown" of the killed person can share the time in the way of "black snake annexation", but it is not sure how much Yan Lan can be divided.

No more than three 10 minutes.

"Hey, hey, fasten the bag."

Fang Shu caught it in a panic, and Shen Yanlan had already walked a long distance.

It's not ordinary walking, it should be...

"footwork?"

Fang Shu's expression turned calm, and he lowered his eyebrows and turned the snake's head in his hand. Just as he was about to suspect that he had done something wrong, the APP sounded a notification.

As he thought about it, he laughed inwardly: "Is this a prop?"

……

"Be careful of the steps, go straight through the tunnel ahead and arrive at the Kowloon Amusement Park - Underwater Dragon Palace"

Yan Lan stopped at the entrance of the tunnel and looked inside:

The tunnel is dark, and the abandoned amusement park has long since turned off the electric gates.

[This time is very suitable for the jump scare of horror movies, although it is vulgar, but it works]
After going down the steps, Yanlan opened the APP to check "Props Obtained from Dungeons":
[Number of existing props: 1 (Props reward 1-20 Paradise Coins according to their gold content)]

[Prop name: Time-increasing snake head (unused)]

[Type: Disposable props]

[Value: 3 Paradise Coins (depreciated to 2 coins after leaving the copy, the whole world knows the market premium, so is the evil spirit)]

[Instructions for use: Feed the player "Countdown" to get the remaining time of the dead]

【Whether it can be put into a backpack: yes (unfortunately you don't have a backpack)】

[Remarks: In view of your unprecedented, generous and wonderful dismemberment behavior, the use of props is hereby adjusted: you can share time according to your will, and this is not an example, otherwise the props will be invalid.Snake, snake, I never thought that I would be dismembered, this happiness is all yours, the sorrows and joys of humans and snakes are not the same (crying bitterly)]

Yan Lan: "..."

No, you are dead, why are there so many dramas?

"The monks are merciful, I just want to take the snake venom, I don't want to dismember the body."

Yan Lan clicked her tongue, but it was useless to pick up the snake's head:
"But it's too much work for you as a capable person. I'll recite a mantra for you when you're done."

[True, beautiful and kind]
[Monk?Is she a monk?]
[Do you see what it looks like in front of you?She has half as much hair as you]
[The one with the hair is too much, you are purely an AOE attack, shoot a piece without distinction]
"After the dungeon dropped by one Paradise Coin, whose product suddenly dropped by 5000?"

Yan Lan felt quite heartbroken, and turned on the phone's rear light to take four photos:
The light was dyed an eerie pink by red coral.

The once bustling place suddenly lost its vitality, and various invisible sculptures on both sides of the road were hidden in the darkness, quietly staring at the visitors.

Yan Lan raised her head and bumped into a pair of twinkling eyes——

The tortoise prime minister in the rotten coral looked at it with a smile, and his lifelike lips seemed to be moving silently:

"welcome."

(End of this chapter)