Horror games? Whatever, I'll die.

Liang Zaibing searched her entire body before finding a small, bleeding cut on her fingertip, as if bitten by sharp teeth, and she sucked the blood from her fingertip.

Well, if we had discovered it any later, it would have almost healed.

Lin Yisen fell into deep self-doubt.

Why was a piece of his heart ripped out and he bled several bowls of blood when he used the cursed item last time?

Furthermore, the reduction in health and physical damage caused by sacrifice cannot be compensated for by any means in the dungeon, which is also a means of restricting the use of cursed items.

Was Liang Zaibing teasing him with that tiny, cat-scratched wound?!

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"Last time I used a cursed item, eight of my fingers were bitten off, leaving only my two middle fingers to poke around. Why does he only have these minor scratches?!"

"I'm going to host this event, the streamer is going to be overpowered!"

"Hold +10086"

"As it turns out, when God closes a door for someone with bad luck, he opens a window for them."

"You're right, I'll bet on the guaranteed win next time."

"What kind of God is this? It's clearly that little brat who's going easy on him. It was the same in the dungeon last time. He's really going easy on him."

"Ahem, how can you talk like that? That's our grandson."

"Am I the only one who cares about this? So the offerings are decided by the soul itself?"

"Hiss, it seems like that's really possible. Is it too late for me to kneel down and beg my ancestors?"

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077's gaze swept indifferently over the two corpses on the ground.

Without her saying a word, the guards had already stepped forward and picked up the body, but did not drag it away immediately.

"1604 and 1610 follow."

These are the two people who just successfully killed their opponents.

Liang Zaibing became wary and obediently followed a group of fully armed researchers to db-01.

As they expected, the laboratory also contained severed limbs, specifically the left forearm and hand they had seen in their nightmares.

Does drinking the contents of a severed limb grant the user access to that particular memory?

Liang Zaibing did not want to drink these eerie and mysterious things.

The guards dragged the two bodies along the way, and after entering db-01, they opened the lid of the specimen tank and sank both bodies inside.

The body melted into the pale red liquid at a visible speed, like ice in hot water, leaving not even a piece of clothing behind.

The severed arm seemed to come alive, and thick drops of blood began to seep out.

The blood droplets were automatically collected and evenly injected into two small test tubes, which were then handed to the two people.

077 slightly raised her chin, gesturing for them to drink it, "This is a reward for outstanding experimental subjects."

[Reward received from the research institute: High-concentration blood sample, effects unknown]

Liang Zaibing's hand holding the test tube stiffened.

He didn't even dare to examine the ingredients of this stuff in detail.

Boss's severed limbs, specimen preservation fluid, Louisiana's corpse, decomposing components...

After drinking it, he will probably die in an extremely unsightly manner, just like those failed experimental subjects in the experimental records.

Li Ziyang's hand was trembling as he held the test tube; he also dared not drink it.

The researcher next to them urged, "You should drink it quickly. This concentration of blood sample is very precious. Drinking it will help you adapt better in the next phase of the experiment the day after tomorrow."

Liang Zaibing looked up at him, "What's the next stage of the experiment?"

The researcher refused to say anything, carefully observing 077's expression.

All he could get was information that a major experiment would be held in two days, with extremely high requirements for the Inphic values ​​of the experimental subjects.

This might be a key moment in the game.

077 was extremely annoyed by these two hesitant and timid test subjects, and began the countdown in an icy tone, "I'll only give you 5 seconds, 5, 4, 3..."

Urged on by the countdown, Liang Zaibing broke out in a cold sweat as she quickly considered the possible scenarios.

Drinking it might kill you.

If he doesn't drink, 077 can kill him on the spot.

Liang Zaibing stopped thinking and drank the blood sample from the test tube in one gulp.

Besides the stench of blood, there was also a thick, almost tangible, sticky malice.

Liang Zaibing felt that she was probably out of her mind, because she could actually see Louis's face.

Louis was like a character from a nightmare, haunting every corner.

The corner, the air, and his stomach.

“Ugh—”

Liang Zaibing bent over, instinctively wanting to vomit, but nothing came out.

Those few drops of blood had long since merged into his body.

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When Liang Zaibing returned to SH-04, he looked extremely unwell and his legs felt weak, making it difficult for him to walk steadily.

"Weren't you going to collect your reward? Why do you look so upset?"

“Don’t ask,” Liang Zaibing gagged again and waved her hand weakly. “What normal things could be in this perverted research institute?”

"That's true."

Lin Yisen raised his hand and yawned, "Fine, then I'll ignore you. I'm so sleepy, I'm going to take a nap."

Aren't you afraid of having nightmares again?

Lin Yisen was unusually brave at this moment, saying, "Bring it on, do you think I, a B-level player, am afraid of a dismemberment-themed G-rated film?"

Liang Zaibing patted his shoulder with satisfaction, "Alright, then I won't drink the daily blood sample anymore. The task of collecting different nightmare fragments will be yours."

"...You tricked me again."

"That's called sincere cooperation."

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It was still early before lights out, so Liang Zaibing leaned against the railing and closed her eyes to rest.

A gaze fell upon him from somewhere.

When Liang Zaibing opened her eyes, what she saw was not the gap in the railing and the walls of the laboratory, but a pair of bloodshot eyes.

Completely soaked in blood, it exuded a strong aura of death and killing intent.

The surrounding environment turned completely black, with only these eyes remaining.

Liang Zaibing then realized that she had fallen into a dream.

That makes sense. If Lin Yisen could trigger dreams by drinking diluted blood, there's no reason why a highly concentrated blood sample wouldn't work.

Liang Zaibing immediately grabbed the family photo, tensed all her muscles, and quietly backed away.

I just don't know if cursed items can be used normally in this dream space.

The family portrait diligently issued a fever warning, like a hand warmer stuck to the chest, making the whole body feel warm and cozy.

The ghost of Eleven automatically detached itself from the family photo and stood in front of Liang Zaibing, facing those crimson eyes directly.

Liang Zaibing instinctively wanted to pull him behind her, but hesitated and gave up.

I'm just an ordinary weakling right now, why should I pretend to be an adult in front of a child ghost? I should hurry up and observe if there are any important clues in the dream.

Liang Zaibing stared wide-eyed for a moment before realizing that the space wasn't completely dark, but rather extremely dim, making it difficult to make out any general outlines.

He was surrounded by a ring of translucent gray, like...

Glass tank?

The two dark shadows above those eyes are eyebrows, below that is the nose, and then the mouth.

But there's no neck below, just a lonely head.

This boss looks quite human.

Wait, what is he saying?

The shadow representing the lips murmured almost imperceptibly, as if trying to say something, but it was neither audible nor understandable.

The head hadn't attacked him at all, which further convinced Liang Zaibing that the dream wasn't dangerous; rather, it was a hint given by the instance.

Liang Zaibing stared intently at the other person's lips.

He kept repeating the four words over and over.

Don't want to leave?

Although I understood it, more questions arose.

Why can't I leave?