Rebirth: I can easily control the end-of-the-world game

Chapter 182 [Game Factory] Security 27

"Lan Lan..."

Huahua hugged Fenglan with heartache, hating her own weakness at this moment. After absorbing the scattered energy in this copy, it also became a little strange. It turned out that Fenglan was so small. She clumsily patted Fenglan with the softest vines.

"Lanlan, don't be afraid."

Huahua sobbed. If she had known earlier that she would study hard during the coach's class, she would be able to share Lanlan's worries now.

While crying, Huahua stuffed some of the nourishing fruits she had grown into Fenglan's mouth, and took Fenglan back to the small room on the first floor in the elevator.

It still remembered that Feng Lan was on duty.

When Feng Lan woke up from the illusion, she had been brought back to the small room by Huahua. She looked very bad.

However, anyone who is dragged into the illusion by the ghost and repeatedly experiences the ghost's death process, or dies in an extremely tragic way, will not look good.

When Feng Lan thought of the memory of Wu Shuxue dying repeatedly in Room 404, she couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in her heart, but the sweet fruit in her mouth was like mint candy, with a cold breath rushing straight into Feng Lan's brain, making her suddenly calm down, and she no longer felt like Wu Shuxue.

"Huh, memory is really..."

Feng Lan let out a breath, smiled bitterly and touched Huahua.

No matter how painful this girl's past was, she has now changed from a victim to a perpetrator, and even this resentment nourishes her.

However, Feng Lan also got news about Ping'an Community from Wu Shuxue's memory. That was a long time ago, when Ping'an Community had just been established.

At that time, Wu Shuxue had just graduated and saw the rental information of Ping'an Community.

Due to the various bad news about the groundbreaking ceremony and the terrifying incident that was comparable to being possessed by ghosts and gods when the developer cut the ribbon, the occupancy rate of Ping'an Community is very low. The wealthy owners are also waiting and watching, and have chosen to rent out their houses in Ping'an Community.

As for Building 4, No. 404, this very ominous house, even though it has an area of ​​more than 130 square meters and is finely decorated, no one dares to live in it because of the haunted smell.

Apart from the poor Wu Shuxue, who had just found a job, she was short of money and her family conditions were not good. In addition, Wu Shuxue herself did not believe in these things. The fortune teller also said that her fate was extremely strong, so Wu Shuxue didn't care even more.

"Where can I find a fully furnished house over 100 square meters for 800 yuan a month in such a great location?"

The fledgling Wu Shuxue values ​​money over her life, but the landlord has a very special request: he wants to see her horoscope before renting the house.

"It's not superstition, it's just that this neighborhood is a little uneasy. I'm worried something might happen to you young people. It's already 800 yuan a month, and we don't make any money. I just want to make sure the house doesn't go to waste. Let's calculate the horoscope first. If it's suitable, we'll rent it."

At that time, there were several competitors with Wu Shuxue. They were all poor young people who valued money more than their lives. Even after hearing the rumors about Ping'an Community, they were not afraid of these things. In the end, the master who predicted Wu Shuxue's fortune proved that he did not take the 50 yuan from her grandmother in vain. She successfully became the tenant of this fully furnished apartment of more than 130 square meters with a monthly rent of 800 yuan.

I thought it was the beginning of a wonderful life, but it turns out there is no such thing as a free lunch.

This cheap gift was even more poisonous and cost Wu Shuxue's life.

By the time she discovered that there really were ghosts and gods in the world and that Ping'an Community was truly haunted, she could no longer leave the community. She became a sacrifice for the community, suppressing the wronged souls under Building 4.

According to Wu Shuxue's memory, the composition of the owners of Ping'an Community is very complex.

There are corpses that were originally buried here. This place was indeed a mass grave a long time ago, but it was not planned as a school. Most of these wronged souls are not very strong and are not owners of Ping'an Community. Most of the pseudo-people outside come from them. A small number of them have sneaked into the community and become a danger wandering around the community. The female corpse and the dog corpse hidden in Feng Lan's dormitory are one of them.

There are also the living pillars offered as sacrifices by the wronged souls of workers, passers-by, and developers who were killed during the construction of the safe community. These souls have deep resentment and are familiar with the community. After the community was built, they "replaced" many security guards in the security team and became part of the community. Of course, there are also them among the owners.

The largest number of people left are the owners who moved in after Ping'an Community was built.

For example, Wu Shuxue and the others all had the formal identities of owners at the beginning, but they were slower to respond to the changes in Ping'an Community than the monsters. After Ping'an Community formed a copy and was closed, the remaining living people realized the value of the owner's identity. By that time, many people had been deceived by the monsters and lost their identities, and were replaced by one of the pseudo-people outside the community.

In addition, there are a very small number of monsters that were abducted by Ping'an Community. They have powerful potential and can support the ceiling of the copy level. Most of those monsters live in the first three buildings. They are special to the owners and Ping'an Community.

For the living owners who have died, the locations of the first three buildings are very strange. If they live there for too long while alive, they will die. After death, their ghost level is not high enough, and not only will they not be nourished by the energy of the building, but they will become the nourishment of the building instead, just like the recently deceased Wu Shuxue.

Of course, she has now turned around, from a sacrifice to an indispensable big monster in the four buildings.

Feng Lan pushed Wu Shuxue's memories into a corner. The more she read, the deeper she fell into it, and the easier it was for her to be assimilated by Wu Shuxue. The current information was enough.

Feng Lan ignored the experiences after Wu Shuxue's death when she was manipulated by resentment and harmed others. She was not herself and had not experienced those pains, so she had no right to judge her.

At the same time, she repeatedly reviewed Wu Shuxue's memory. After all, memory can be deceiving, let alone the memory that Gui deliberately gave her.

No matter how innocent Wu Shuxue was back then, she is no longer the same person she was back then.

Thinking of 404, the coffin that had been soaked in blood countless times and turned black, Feng Lan sighed.

Feng Lan rested for half an hour, and then the elevator in Building 4 started moving.

It quickly descended from the 26th floor to the -18th floor, then quickly rose again, and finally stopped on the first floor where Feng Lan was, and slowly opened.

An empty elevator was revealed, and after a moment, the elevator closed automatically.

Although he couldn't see anyone, Feng Lan could feel something coming out.

Her perception was sharper than before, whether it was from the battle or the undigested power of the golden apple in her body.

Feng Lan still had some time to think about some random things to relax at this moment, but her body subconsciously tensed up. She waited for about 6 seconds, but still heard no movement. The surroundings were terrifyingly quiet.

The next second, there was a knock on the small door of the small room where she was.

“Knock, knock, knock.”