All-out Horror Survival: My Awakening Skill Point Allocation Sequence!

Fang Ting, Tang Yanyan, and Li Xia, being girls, all huddled together upon witnessing such a horrifying scene. Fang Ting was so frightened that she lost control of her bladder and collapsed to the ground.

Zhang Lian buried her head in Grandpa Niu's back, not daring to look at him from beginning to end.

Luo Hao and Grandpa Niu were so frightened that their legs trembled and they couldn't even speak clearly.

"Keep running, Fatty, keep running!"

Grandpa Niu roared, and as a veteran of decades, he had the most determined look in his eyes among all of them.

"We still haven't heard from the captain, so he's definitely not dead. If we can just stall for time until he finds us..."

Grandpa Liu hadn't finished speaking.

Sudden.

A familiar voice came from behind.

"Are you looking for me?"

Grandpa Niu was taken aback, and everyone slowly turned around.

Unbeknownst to them, a figure had appeared behind them—it was Zheng Sheng.

It's "Zheng Sheng," the one who was always looking for something at the paper shop. He actually came out too!

However, this "Zheng Sheng" also has no head, and a black and white photo frame grows on his neck. Inside the photo frame is Zheng Sheng's head, which is stained with blood and shows a wicked smile!

Upon witnessing this scene, everyone knelt down in despair, unable to believe it for a moment.

Was even the captain mysteriously killed?

How is that possible?

Captain Ming is so strong! He could even escape from the Nightmare Ghost Bride's Ghost Domain, how could he possibly die in a place like this?

Seeing "Zheng Sheng" walking towards them step by step with a butcher's knife in hand, no one resisted anymore.

They couldn't imagine just how terrifying a Zheng Sheng who had become a monster would be!

Just when everyone thought they were doomed.

Suddenly, I heard a few barks.

The dog's bark was particularly hollow, as if it came from beyond the heavens. It seemed very far away, yet it was also exceptionally clear.

"It's Little Blackie!"

Luo Hao's eyes lit up, and his face lit up with joy.

He got up from the ground and tried to find the direction from which the sound came, eventually finding it in the walls on both sides of the alley.

He also vaguely heard a familiar voice.

"After searching for ages... turns out he was hiding here..."

"It took me ages to find this!"

Yes, it's the captain's voice!

As the sound faded, Luo Hao and everyone else noticed that the entire world began to shake violently.

The walls were twisting, the house was starting to topple, and a huge human face grew out of the banyan tree behind them, howling in pain.

At the same time, the people in the photo frame surrounding Luo Hao and the others all showed expressions of horror, their mouths wide open, as if they had seen something extremely terrifying!

When everyone came to their senses, they realized they were standing in a circle at the entrance of the coffin shop, as if they had been running in the same spot for a long time.

Zheng Sheng stood beside them, holding a blood-stained pig-slaughtering knife, which was deeply embedded in the large banyan tree behind him.

Blood gushed out of the banyan tree like a fountain, staining the bluestone slabs within a radius of dozens of meters red, carrying a strong, fishy stench.

Everyone looked up again.

Han Daoyuan, Wang Miansheng, and Xiao Shuang were tied around the necks with several thick tree branches and hung tightly from the tree, their faces flushed red like pig liver.

It turned out that they had all been bewitched by something strange and entered a terrifying illusion.

Zheng Sheng never invited them into the alley.

Once everyone regained consciousness, Zheng Sheng grabbed the banyan tree, leaped up, and with a single stroke, severed a branch, rescuing the three people.

"He was almost dead."

Zheng Sheng checked on the three of them and found that they only had some neck injuries from being strangled, and with the prolonged lack of oxygen, they should be fine after a rest.

After rescuing the three people, Zheng Sheng looked at the bleeding banyan tree behind him and sneered.

"Muscle gain 100%!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Sheng transformed back into a muscular man over two meters tall, wielding a butcher's knife and slashing down fiercely.

He cut the large banyan tree, which would take several people to encircle, in half, exposing its heartwood.

The heartwood was as red as blood, and had grown into half a human shape, but it had no face or skin, just like a wooden figure that had been skinned.

Once exposed to the public eye, the blood-red wooden figure looked at Zheng Sheng in terror. Although it had no mouth on its face, it seemed to be screaming in fear.

Zheng Sheng raised his knife and, before the tree-man could react, severed its head, sending a torrent of black mist billowing out.

A few minutes later.

Zheng Sheng now held a piece of bloodwood core as thick as an arm in his hand. It felt like jade and was icy cold to the touch.

"Resolved."

"Fatty, you guys go inside and collect the materials on the list. Hurry up."

"We'll leave immediately after we've finished collecting everything."

Zheng Sheng gave the order.

The group still vividly remembered the illusions they had experienced earlier and hesitated to approach. However, after Grandpa Niu took the lead, they all noticed that the gloomy atmosphere in the alley seemed to have dissipated considerably, and apart from being very dark, there was nothing unusual inside.

After everyone entered the alley to collect materials, Zheng Sheng arrived at the large banyan tree that had been cut down.

He used his knife to pry open the bluestone slab under the banyan tree, and saw that the soil under the slab was dark red and had a strong fishy smell.

Gently peel back the soil with a knife, and countless white bones come into view.

The ground beneath the tree was covered with countless corpses!

Zheng Sheng seemed to have guessed it all along; his face remained expressionless, and he stopped watching.

He raised his butcher knife and swung it at the banyan tree. In a short while, he had cut the huge banyan tree into a pile of thin strips, each more than a meter long and about the thickness of two fingers.

"This should be the Yin Wood recorded in the Book of Paper Dolls, a top-grade material for making paper dolls."

Zheng Sheng looked at the wooden strips in front of him and took the twelve strips closest to the heart of the tree.

According to the book on paper dolls, Yin wood generally grows in mass graves and ancient battlefields, and needs to grow for a hundred years in mountains of corpses. It is one of the best materials used to make paper dolls.

Banyan trees are inherently yin, and countless corpses are buried underground; these yin trees have already become half-jade-like.

Especially the tree core, which has been completely jadeified and feels like a piece of blood jade to the touch.

"It's a pity this tree is too big; we can't take it all with us."

Zheng Sheng looked regretful; it was such a waste that he couldn't take so much high-quality Yin wood with him.

I definitely need to get a storage device in the future.

Zheng Sheng carried the twelve wooden strips on his back.

Soon, Luo Hao and the others finished collecting the materials and all gathered together. Han Daoyuan and the other two also recovered, still feeling lingering fear.

"Captain, we've collected everything on the list."

Zheng Sheng nodded.

"Get ready to leave. We've lingered here for too long. If we don't leave soon, many strange creatures might come after us."

He's not afraid of one or two weirdos; he can even gain some survival points along the way. But if there are too many weirdos, he might get entangled and encounter even bigger trouble.

soon.

Zheng Sheng led a group of people away from Blind Man's Alley and headed towards the snail factory in the south of the city.

"Li Xia, are you sure there's a peach orchard near the snail farm?"

Li Xia nodded, "I'm sure! I grew up around here. When I was little, I even stole peaches from that peach orchard. The oldest peach trees there are at least thirty or fifty years old..."

"Alright! Lead the way!"

Unlike the banyan tree, the peach tree is an absolute yang wood, which has a natural restraint on eerie and evil spirits!