Horror games? Whatever, I'll die.

"Hey buddy, can I borrow that thing you're holding for a bit?"

The man had a head of messy curly hair and a neurotic excitement on his face. With his eyes shining, he looked like a mad scientist straight out of a science fiction movie.

Liang Zaibing suppressed the goosebumps that had risen on her skin and stepped aside. "We don't seem to know each other?"

Translation: Who the hell are you?

“My name is Lin Yisen,” the man said, reaching out from the cage and quickly shaking Liang Zaibing’s right hand. “Now that we know each other, can I take a look at you?”

Liang Zaibing pulled her hand back, staring at him warily. "Give me a reason, and what you can offer in exchange."

Even close brothers keep clear accounts; don't even think about getting him to help others for no reason in a horror game.

Lin Yisen paused for a moment, muttering things like "people's hearts are no longer what they used to be, and the world is going downhill," before reluctantly pulling out a dark, grimy object and handing it to him.

"One use opportunity in exchange for what you have; once you've finished researching it, it'll be returned to you."

[Boundless Cloak: The wearer cannot be observed by the naked eye or by instruments. Touching moving objects automatically blocks observation. It allows free movement through matter that is not supernatural.]

[Can only be used once within 24 hours, duration 12 hours]

Good reconnaissance maps are priced at least several thousand points in the store.

Without hesitation, Liang Zaibing handed the liquid alloy to Lin Yisen.

Lin Yisen, with a great spirit of adventure, experimented for more than half an hour, using liquid alloy to melt and restore each metal material in the chamber, transforming it into the shape of a short knife, and measuring the changes in properties after melting other metals.

However, since it is liquid metal, it cannot be made into a sharp blade, so its lethality is roughly equivalent to a lump of metal, which is nothing special.

A thought flashed through Liang Zaibing's mind: "What if we controlled the liquid alloy to enter the human body through the mouth and nose?"

Lin Yisen pondered for a few seconds, then became unusually excited, “It’s feasible. We can use liquid metal to block the respiratory tract and even produce symptoms of heavy metal poisoning.”

The next second, Lin Yisen separated a clump from the metal ball and poured it into his mouth.

"Holy crap, stop!" Liang Zaibing's eyes widened as she tried to stop him, but it was too late.

Lin Yisen's face turned from white to blue, and finally to purple and cyanotic, and he was about to suffocate and die.

The next second, he coughed violently, and the small metal ball flew out of his trachea, his lungs rapidly expanding to draw in fresh air.

"Cough cough cough—the effect is not bad, cough cough...it can be used as a hidden weapon."

Liang Zaibing really didn't know what to say about this player who was too research-oriented. Did he come into this instance to exchange ideas and learn from the experimental fanatic?

Lin Yisen caught his breath, his complexion becoming much rosier. "I've finished my research, I'll return it to you now."

Liang Zaibing fell into an eerie silence.

"I don't need it for now, you can keep it for now, just return it to me before you leave the dungeon."

Although he didn't know why he suddenly changed his mind, Lin Yisen still readily agreed, "Thank you so much, you're such a good person."

Lin Yisen's eyes remained glued to the liquid alloy, as if he couldn't put it down.

Liang Zaibing asked curiously, "Since you can produce the Boundless Cloak, buying this alloy should be a piece of cake, right? Why did you need to borrow it from me?"

Lin Yisen didn't explain, but decisively showed his panel, where the number after the score was actually 0.

"...How did you end up like this?"

What's even more outrageous is that it's still alive today.

Lin Yisen curled his lip dismissively, "I exchanged my points for materials after each dungeon run. You can't get these rare materials in the real world. My research speed has been increasing by leaps and bounds since I entered the horror game. It's just that points are too hard to earn and too easy to spend."

Finally, Lin Yisen added hospitably, "If there's a chance, I can take you to see my lab."

"No need, no need, that's too much trouble."

While making polite remarks, Liang Zaibing was thinking that after leaving this instance, he would probably never set foot in a laboratory again in his life.

Moreover, this invitation came from a research fanatic who was willing to risk his life for research.

In reality, there's no way out or solution. If you're caught and taken to a black research institute, you're really doomed. Otherwise, you can only hope that the police will come to your rescue.

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More than 12 hours had passed since he was drugged. He had not eaten anything, his stomach was rumbling and growling, and his brain was tirelessly sending out hunger signals.

On the back of his right hand, with its distinct knuckles, there was an inconspicuous light red needle mark on the skin close to the bluish-green blood vessels—a common site for intravenous injections.

If it's not nutrient solution, then what is it?

With a "beep", the electronic door opened.

Researchers, wrapped in protective suits, pushed a trolley into their room.

The upper level of the cart contained a simple freezer and a pile of sealed puncture needles and blood collection tubes, while the lower level contained a light red liquid in soft plastic bottles.

The researcher carefully disassembled the needle, disinfected the area, and then drew blood.

Feeling the warm, reddish liquid drain from my body, fatigue and weakness gradually washed over me.

Liang Zaibing frowned and patiently let him finish drawing blood.

Lin Yisen rolled up his sleeves, looking as if he were bravely going to his execution.

The researchers drew 300ml of blood from each person and placed it in a preservation box. They left a bottle of light red liquid outside the cage and then left.

Liang Zaibing stared intently at the bottle of unidentified liquid, unsure whether to drink it or not.

It seems they don't plan to provide any additional food; without this, we'll starve.

"Want some?" He didn't believe that this strange liquid didn't contain some odd ingredients.

Lin Yisen barely hesitated before unscrewing the bottle cap, smelling it, and then gulping down half the bottle.

Liang Zaibing asked hesitantly, "...Are you alright?"

Lin Yisen smacked his lips and savored the taste. "It's just ordinary nutrient solution, nothing special."

But when Liang Zaibing touched the bottle, the family photo that he had stuck in his chest suddenly started to emit heat.

Is a ghost approaching the laboratory, or is there a ghost hidden in the bottle itself?

Liang Zaibing paused, holding the bottle, but did not throw it away.

He waited for a while, but heard no sound from outside. The photo in his heart still felt hot.

But if the bottle contains a vengeful ghost, then something doesn't make sense.

The Family Photo feature would have triggered an alert the moment the evil spirit entered within 10 meters, but this time it only activated when the spirit touched the suspected object.

The sensation is very weak; could it be a simple supernatural force or a fragmented ghost?

Liang Zaibing held the water bottle above her head and examined it closely for a while.

The slightly viscous, transparent red liquid swirled as the bottle rotated, refracting a dazzling red light that cast a blood-red glow on the wall behind him, as if he were immersed in a sea of ​​blood.

To drink or not to drink?