Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

The fifth floor is very dark, and the long corridor seems to have no end.

The blue-gray wall covering was covered with dark red mottled marks, which looked shocking under the flickering light.

It is still a completely similar pattern to the downstairs.

Rooms 501-504 are lined up in the quiet corridor, the paint on the door is dim and faded, and each room has its door closed, standing indifferently in the dark.

Different from the several floors downstairs, the windows on this floor are tightly sealed with wooden boards, with no gaps.

Ge Xiu tried to reach out and push the first door.

Unexpectedly, the door pattern did not move.

Ge Xiu raised his eyebrows unexpectedly and walked forward along the corridor. From No. 501 to No. 504, every door seemed to be firmly in the door frame, without any trace of looseness at all.

The whole floor is like an airtight iron bucket.

Ge Xiu frowned.

He hesitated for two seconds, but he slowly reached into his pocket and touched the 502 key.

The surface of the metal key was cold and hard, and it fell heavily on the bottom of the pocket, and the touch felt like ice and iron.

However, before he took out the key, a shrill scream sounded downstairs. The scream was sharp and penetrating, and it spread throughout the building almost instantly.

Ge Xiu had a pause.

He let go of the key and hurriedly walked towards the place where the voice came from downstairs.

When he arrived, some players had already gathered there, and they looked out around a window facing the stairwell. Everyone was pale and dignified.

Ge Xiu looked in through the gap in the crowd.

Through the window, there is the thick, inexhaustible darkness, boundlessly, surrounding the solitary buildings. The open space below extends to the distance, and the edge is shrouded in darkness.

In the center of the clearing, there was something indescribable...

The soft stump of the broken arm was twisted and bent to form a skeleton structure similar to a box. In the box made of pale limbs lay a man whose limbs had been chopped off and his abdomen opened.

A **** hole cracked below his thoracic vertebrae, and the gurgling blood and the chopped up internal organs stained the ground red. His dead gray face was distorted in fear and pain, and solidified into a stiff face in death. Mask.

But the corners of his mouth were pulled upwards by some unknown force, revealing a huge, weird and oozing smile.

The two eye sockets were pitch black and hollow, and they fixedly looked at everyone.

This situation is simply weird and terrifying, almost frightening from the heart. Even players who are not experiencing a copy of the game for the first time can't help but feel the scalp tingling.

Lin Xue, who had a poor psychological endurance, took two steps back with a pale face, and then vomited while holding on to the wall.

"Look! This...this seems to be Cheng Cheng!"

One of the players suddenly screamed!

The others were taken aback for a moment, and they stared intently at the corpse that was twisted into a weird look. On the pale face that was solidified with dark red blood, they could indeed vaguely see the familiar outline.

......It is indeed Cheng Cheng.

The wound on his body showed the characteristics of the dead on two floors at the same time, and then appeared outside the building with such a weird posture, which is really puzzling.

Ge Xiu narrowed his eyes and suddenly said:

"Are those hands and feet a bit too much?"

Indeed, one's limbs are not enough to make a box with human arms and legs.

Cheng Cheng was not the only deceased, at least there were two or more people.

So... where are the rest of them?

Ge Xiu thoughtfully looked down at the corpse box below, his eyes deep.

At this moment, there was a loud "touch" in the corridor on the side, and one of the doors suddenly opened under strong force, and the dust and blood mist flying up under the lights in the corridor.

Everyone was taken aback, and quickly turned their heads and looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw Chen Jian stumbled out of the open door. He was dragging another player on his shoulders. The player was pale and wailed constantly. Only white bones were left below his knees. The flesh and blood peeled off completely, leaving only two dangling snow-white leg bones.

Chen Jian gritted his teeth and limped forward.

Several players hurried forward, took the injured player off his shoulder, and carefully placed it on the floor of the corridor.

Chen Jian's face was ugly, he took a breath, and then said concisely:

"I gave him a simple hemostasis treatment, and put him there without moving."

Lin Xue cautiously stepped forward, and asked with some wince:

"He, can his legs be cured like this?"

Another player replied: "As long as you don't lose your life in the game, all the wounds can heal after returning to reality."

"Yes." Chen Jian took the conversation: "We only need to find the remaining two special items before he lost too much blood and died."

There are two left.

That means that Chen Jian has already obtained a special item in the room just now.

In the midst of turmoil, Ge Xiu suddenly asked without warning:

"What kind of ghosts did you meet?"

Chen Jian was also slightly startled, as if he didn't expect Ge Xiu to ask such a question.

But he answered truthfully: "An old lady."

Ge Xiu nodded.

He casually pushed a room that had been searched by the player and glanced inward. The decorations and furniture inside were all old-fashioned and outdated. From the printed tablecloths to the rigid, angular contours, they were all very age-like, and they looked like they should. It is a room where elderly people live.

So these three tiers belong to three different age groups.

What else? Are there any other connections?

Ge Xiu lowered his eyes, lost in thought.

At this moment, the sound of clock tapping came from downstairs, thick and slow, and slowly passed into everyone's ears along the narrow and dark corridor.

It's the rest time stipulated by the game.

The players worked together to move the man whose legs were turned into bones into his own room, and then began to hurriedly walk towards the room indicated by the key in his hand.

The rules of the game are beyond doubt.

As long as it is confirmed, there is no room for transfer.

No one wants to bear the consequences of violating the rules of the game.

Ge Xiu returned to the fifth floor.

The corridor on the fifth floor was quiet and deep, every door was tightly closed, and all windows were sealed.

At the moment of stepping on, all the sounds downstairs disappeared, as if entering a completely independent space and domain, and no external sound, light and shadow could be transmitted in.

Ge Xiu took out the key, inserted it into the keyhole of 502, and turned it slowly.

The faint sound of metal biting sounded in the deadly hallway.

The door opened.

Ge Xiu pushed open the dark red door panel in front of him, and the decoration inside the door came into view.

A dazzling red.

Red curtains, red tablecloths, red carpets, and--

The big and conspicuous word "Happy" posted on the wall.

Ge Xiu: "..."

He took the door behind him easily.

The furniture and appliances in the room are basically brand new. The table is covered with a big red tablecloth, and on it is a fruit box full of dangdang. Inside, there are hills of wedding candy and peanut seeds.

Ge Xiu grabbed two candies and put them in his pocket.

He peeled the candy slowly and walked towards the room.

The decoration in the bedroom is still brand new. The bright red color fills the room. Red tassel decorations are hung on the chandeliers and curtains. The sheets and pillows are embroidered with patterns of mandarin ducks playing in the water, with a huge red on it. The word "hi" is very eye-catching.

Very traditional, very cheesy, very festive...

Ge Xiu: "..."

do not know why……

It always feels weird.

On the bedside table beside it was an empty crystal vase with half a bottle of water in it, as if waiting for something.

Ge Xiu looked down at the rose in his hand.

Although the flowers are still beautiful, but because the time is not short after all, the petals are slightly wilted.

Ge Xiu hesitated for two seconds, and finally inserted the rose into the crystal vase.

He lowered his head, hurriedly peeled the wedding candy and put it in his mouth.

After turning the entire room around, Ge Xiu did not find any traces of energy fluctuations.

This is just a simple room, and there are no special items.

Ge Xiu opened the curtains and found that the window behind was also nailed to death like the ones in the corridor.

Through the gap, one can vaguely see the thicker and thicker darkness outside the building.

Ge Xiu circled the room two more circles without doing anything, and really didn't find anything else to do.

I can only sleep.

He yawned, turned off the lights in the room, and lay down on the only bed in the room.

The walls and blocked windows cut off all the faint lights. Even the lights in the corridor were automatically turned off, and the entire room was shrouded in a thick layer of darkness.

Ge Xiu opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling in the darkness, waiting quietly.

There was no sound in the room.

The vacuum-like silence isolated him, as if floating in a silent ocean.

Time went by little by little, and drowsiness struck uncontrollably.

Unconsciously, Ge Xiu slowly closed his eyes.

The speed of the passage of time gradually became undetectable.

——I don’t know how long it took.

Consciousness fell into the gap of half-dream and half-awake, as if everything was between clarity and chaos, everything around him became extraordinarily far away, sober and awake.

At this moment, a pale and slender hand protruded from the darkness, and gently and unquestionably wrapped Ge Xiu's waist.

Ge Xiu instantly lost his sleep.

The senses are infinitely magnified by the darkness, and the basis of vision is lost, and other sensations on the body are extremely keen.

The cold body that fits behind him becomes extraordinarily unignorable.

Ge Xiu's body was slightly stiff subconsciously.

The arms that crossed his waist slowly tightened, and the front and back curves of the two people closely fitted, and the cold-like temperature on the other's body was clearly transmitted to the back through the thin clothes.

The temperatureless lips touched his soft and warm earlobe.

A low voice sounded in the darkness, his breath was cold, with a little inattentive hoarseness, tearing the air, causing a slight vibration:

"Do you like the present I gave you?"