Horror Bug Game Terminal

Mr. Yang Zheng was now immersed in the crowd discussing the game with everyone. I don't know whose live broadcast he was watching, but he was dancing and gesticulating with joy. So much so that the players next to him also frowned and suddenly realized something.

Shi Gang and the woman named Hua Qingjuan were standing aside. They had just come out of the game and saw General Yang Zheng.

To be honest, it was a surprise that Shi Gang met Mr. Yang Zheng here.

He also had an impression of this person. Qi Wuling protected him very well. His first impression of this person was that he was thin and handsome. His personal skills were quite strange, which was a double-edged sword.

He lowered his eyes and looked at his hands again, just as he was about to leave.

A passerby stared at a small screen that no one was watching for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Where did the Hell Book of Life and Death come from?"

When the players in front of other game screens heard this, they walked over and took a look at the screen: "I haven't heard of him, but this Qingqiao Youyuanren looks familiar. Has the leader Deng Zhuobu been on the list?"

Shi Gang felt the blood in his body flow backwards for a moment. He turned his head sharply, rushed to the player and stared at the screen.

The system above displays the team name very clearly.

Hell's Book of Life and Death.

Shi Gang stared at Qi Wuling's face on the screen.

What do you mean?

How did he form a team in advance?

And there were also team competitions.

No one else knew this team, a man with glasses spoke with disdain.

"I don't know where this idiot team came from. I've never heard of them. Each one of them looks more unfamiliar than the other. They are completely newcomers. I've never seen them before!"

"Yeah, it looks like he's not that good at playing, not even as good as me."

"Well, he is a newcomer after all, so he is timid. If it were me, I would have killed that black shadow in one blow."

"Come on, you? Didn't you see that black shadow scurrying around? Can you hit it?"

Maybe the debate here was too loud and attracted other people's attention.

Mr. Yang and his colleagues couldn't help but come over to join in the fun.

The light screen at the top was still flashing, and some screens kept turning black. The four huge display screens in the center showed the four players with the most live viewers.

They ignored the live broadcast and chose to pick on some unknown person.

Maybe it’s because they can’t afford to be jealous of players who are too powerful and can only look up to them, so when they see powerful players who are not as powerful as others, everyone wants to step on them to satisfy their sense of superiority.

Tan Xiaodong was about to return to the team, but just as he passed by the player live broadcast hall, he heard something being discussed there. After he walked in, he saw a very familiar face on a small screen - Qi Wuling.

Tan Xiaodong was stunned for a moment, confirmed it again and again, and then he smiled. When Qi Wuling first entered the game, he refused to join their immortal team. At that time, he had a premonition that Qi Wuling would have a team of his own in the future, but he never thought that this day would come so soon.

He was still feeling emotional.

There was a handsome guy standing next to him for a long time. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes. His deep eyes and high nose bridge made him particularly eye-catching. He stared at the live broadcast for a while and suddenly pointed at Qi Wuling.

"Qi Wu Ling? I'm sure you'll be happy with me." (Qi Wu Ling? He looks very interesting. I hope we can make friends.)

This sudden foreign language caught everyone off guard. Those who were talking loudly immediately fell silent, looked at each other, and whispered, "Where did this foreigner come from? What language is he speaking? Why can't I understand what he is saying?"

Mr. Yang Zheng spoke weakly at this time: "Well... he was speaking French, saying that Qi Wuling was very interesting and wanted to be friends with him..."

The man raised his eyebrows, with an admiring look in his eyes: "Excellente traduction de votre part." (Your translation is excellent.)

"I'm not very good at Chinese, but I like your language very much. Although I don't speak it well, I can understand some of it." (My Chinese is not very good, but I like your language very much. Although I can't speak it well, I can understand some of it.)

Mr. Yang Zheng smiled shyly upon hearing this: "Thank you."

The man nodded.

When Mr. Yang Zheng turned around and planned to continue watching the game, Yu Jian found him, holding a heavy document in his hand as usual. He said, "Mr. Yang Zheng, the captain is looking for you now."

General Yang Zheng pointed at himself and said, "Captain is looking for me? Are you sure?"

Yu Jian: "Yes, it's you, let's go."

Mr. Yang Zheng nodded somewhat dazedly and followed behind Yu Jian.

Shi Gang's eyes darkened: What? General Yang Zheng did not join Qi Wuling's team, but went to another team?

What went wrong this time? Why did the trajectory of events change completely?

General Yang Zheng was startled when he just entered this dim place. He didn't expect that their captain was also watching Qi Wuling's live broadcast. This made General Yang Zheng feel a little less nervous.

The man in the high seat, hidden in a black robe, said slowly, "Are you here?"

"Captain...what do you want me to do?"

The man chuckled. "Today I'm here to discuss a deal with you. As long as you agree, I can meet all the conditions you want, including sending you away from here and back to your home in real life."

Mr. Yang Zheng's pupils suddenly dilated, and it was obvious that he had suffered a great shock.

The man didn't say anything, but just returned his gaze to the screen.

Qi Wuling glanced at Xu Yi and Su Shenchuan below on the boat, and after making sure that the monsters could not come up in a short time, he walked back to the wooden stakes. It was strange to say that the entire hull was made of steel, but there were a few protruding wooden stakes here, as if someone had deliberately made them.

He took a closer look at the wooden stake. The signs of struggle were very obvious. There were obvious marks of strangulation on the wooden stake, and a mark was worn out.

It is true that some people struggled while tied to stakes.

There are no other traces besides this.

Qi Wuling lowered his eyes, without any conclusion for the time being. Just when he was about to go down, when he saw the monster, something suddenly flashed through his mind.

According to Chen Baizhou, these people were sacrificed to the Dragon King, so they were imprisoned in the ghost ship.

But why are all the corpses in the same condition, with bulging and squinting eyes, reddish corpse spots on their bodies, black eyeballs and deep eye sockets?

All the bodies on the boat were typical deaths from drowning.

Very unified.

The state of death of a corpse is generally affected by a combination of factors such as temperature, environment, and external forces, resulting in a variety of strange postures.

Drowning in the ocean is not strange, but what is strange is how the way of death is highly uniform, as if they were copied and pasted. Of course, you can also choose to use the Dragon King as a shield, as it makes sense that it makes the death of its sacrifices consistent.

But these wooden stakes are obviously used to tie people up.

Ghost ships never float on the sea.

Tying a person to a stake is like tying a stone to a person and sinking him into the sea.

The woman just now was alone. Why would such a healthy person be suddenly tied to a boat? If she couldn't swim, or was a normal person, she would die before she could even make it to the boat. It was as if someone deliberately wanted her to die on this boat.

Chen Baizhou had previously told them about the strangeness of the ghost ship. Since he knew that there was something wrong with the ship and that it was used to imprison them, he still chose to get on it. This made people wonder if he had other intentions.

Qi Wuling calmed down: Or rather, his purpose was actually the same as that woman's.

Or to be more bold, the woman was not forced to drown, she wanted to do it on her own initiative.

If we follow this line of thought, then the woman is actually a monster and can swim, so she would not drown at all. Her desire to survive would make her breathe involuntarily, just like a person would not die from holding his breath.

Since she couldn't do it, then I'm afraid it would be Ding Yang who drowned.

The disappeared Ding Yang.

Qi Wuling raised his eyes, his gaze was icy cold.