The other party didnât answer Wei Xunâs question in the end, and gave him a low and cryptic laugh. Wei Xun had his own way of judging matters and felt that An Xuefeng and *** must definitely have a deep relationship. Otherwise, why would *** negotiate the terms of the agreement on behalf of An Xuefeng?
Of course, the two may also hate each other. In reality, Wei Xun was scolded as a lunatic or a crazy fellow by many people. This An Xuefeng wasnât aware of what Wei Xun was like, yet he was bound with Wei Xun via the agreement. Wei Xun didnât know whether it was a good or bad thing.
However, Wei Xun also harbored horrible intentions and didnât intend to continue asking. After chatting about the details of the agreement, he chose to sign it, and casually asked if there was any way to take the initiative to contact ***.
âAfter all, itâs fate that we met.â
[Donât try to contact me. You wonât gain any benefits from contacting me]
The male voice teased, [My existence should not be known by you. With your current strength, you may go crazy if you excessively dig out my information and understand my existence]
âWow.â
Wei Xun expressed his desire to try with this word.
[Timeâs already up. You should return.]
The male voice sounded softer and softer, and his voice gradually disappeared. The last sentence lingered in Wei Xunâs ears.
[Iâve erased some small troubles for youâ¦â¦]
When his voice disappeared, Wei Xun could sense his body again. When his consciousness returned, he was almost stupefied.
He was too hot. He felt hot all over his body, like he was a fish in a frying pan. Even if he was soaking in the stream, he couldnât cool down.
The most important thing was that he was injured, and the title of Cold-Blooded was working, so Wei Xun felt hot on the outside and cold on the inside. He was experiencing the two sensations piled on one anotherââice and fire. However, he was also poisoned by the zombified flying fox king. He was paralyzed and couldnât even turn over in the stream.
After expending lots of effort, Wei Xun could barely clench his right hand. The feeling of the cold and hard metal sheet in his hand was clear, and its unchanging temperature seemed to calm Wei Xunâs restless mood.
[Name: Wei Xunâs Nameplate]
[Quality: Unknown]
[Function: You can record your name. No matter what kind of crazy situation you encounter, you will not forget your name and part of your consciousness will remain sane and clear.]
[Recorded name: 1/1]
The nameplate was still with him, and Wei Xunâs name had been bound to the prop. Even though he was in a state where he was experiencing a severe loss in his SAN value, he still remembered his name and remained rational.
What happened just now was really not an illusion or a dream.
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But now, he still had a pressing problem to solve.
âWahââ!â
âWahââ!â
As soon as he woke up, he heard the cruel and harsh roar of the zombified flying fox king as it approached him, but he was still paralyzed and couldnât dodge or fight back. What should he do?
Fuck.
Wei Xun maliciously cursed *** in his heart. Didnât this man say âIâve erased some small troubles for youâ? Why was the zombified flying fox still here?? Unless killing this small animal wouldnât be considered a small trouble to him?
That man was really naughty and petty.
Fortunately, Wei Xun had always doubted his words and hadnât believed them all like a fool. Otherwise, if he hadnât made mental preparations and seen the zombified flying fox king as soon as he opened his eyes, he would have unwittingly falenl into a disadvantageous situation.
However, the current situation was very unfavorable to him. A smelly current of air swept over Wei Xunâs bodyââThe zombified flying fox king lowered his head and sniffed his body to judge whether Wei Xun was dead.
The zombified flying fox king in its unsealed state was unlike the meat mountain that was easy for Wei Xun to bully before. When Wei Xun was in his heyday, it had taken a lot of effort to defeat him, not to mention that his state was currently akin to a rag doll. His body was paralyzed by toxins. The ordinary antidote couldnât remove the toxin of the zombified flying fox king, and the price of the omnipotent antidote was as high as 50,000 points.
The danger was close at hand, and his mutated blood was boiling with the desire to battle again, urging Wei Xun to fight with the zombified flying fox king until he lost his last drop of blood. But now, Wei Xunâs reason had recovered, and he wouldnât bother with the urge.
He had already figured out other ways to deal with the zombified flying fox king other than fighting it head-on.
Lying quietly in the stream, Wei Xun closed his eyes and waited quietly.
Finally, a huge shadow came down, and a strong force pushed his body forward to lift him up. It was the zombified flying fox king.
Wei Xunâs hand moved slightly, and the humble demonic mosquito mouthpiece that was like a golden needle was clamped between his fingers.
The opportunity he had been waiting for had come.
[Countdown to deathââ06:40:25]
[Countdown to deathââ04:12:05]
[Countdown to deathââ]
The stream was dyed red with blood, and there was a large pool of blood on the grassy banks of the stream. The whole area looked like a hurricane had passed through, with broken and overturned trees and uprooted shrubs. Traces from the fierce battle had been left everywhere.
âWahâââ
âWahâââ
The shrill and angry howl echoed in the mountains and forests. The howling of the zombified flying fox king was getting closer and closer, as the dark scarlet monster approached the stream.
Its appearance was now different from when it had been sealed. It had not separated itself from the eight long legs which were as thin as hemp poles, but its newly grown hind limbs were strong and powerful and its claws were sharp and poisonous. It was a few times smaller than before, but it was still as big as an ox. Its body was covered with a dark-gray exoskeleton, which made it look more like a mecha from some kind of interstellar novel. The most terrifying thing were the sickle-shaped sharp forelimbs in front of its chest.
The wing membrane that the zombified flying foxes used to glide around had degenerated into a pair of forelimb âblades,â like a mantis but magnified thousands of times. There were countless invisible serrations on the seemingly smooth blade, and it looked like it could easily tear anything apart.
At this moment, the terrifying monster had gotten rid of its seal and thought that it had defeated the strong enemy. It laughed wildly and, roaring and shrieking, cut the broken couple tree into pieces and leveled its roots. After venting its anger, the zombified flying fox king slowly approached the stream step by step, and opened its big and bloody mouth filled with serrated fangs.
However, the person in the stream was still floating motionlessly, as if he was dead.
[Get up, wake up quickly!]
At this time, the audience in III-9âs Intoxicating Xiangxi series tour livestream room were worried, and the barrage was being spammed crazily.
[Get up quickly, youâre dying!]
[Fuck, no! The tour guide canât die when I just started watching, right? Come on!]
[Stand up, III-9, charge and wipe out that fella!]
After being recommended on the Asia section and beating II-49 in a PK, the popularity of III-9âs livestream room increased sharply, attracting the attention of countless tourists and tour guides. Everyone wanted to know how far this Silver-Rank tour guide could go on the Intoxicating Xiangxi tour, and how many tourists he could lead to survive until the end.
Someone secretly put Bai Xiaoshengâs evaluation of III-9 in the forum. It turned out that Bai Xiaoshengâs original words that âas long as III-9 doesnât die, there is a 5% chance that all the tourists will surviveâ spread around. However, his words got increasingly outrageous as it spread among the people. In the end, his statement became a blatant show of power, which aroused the disgust of many tourists and tour guides.
Even those powerful tour guides didnât dare to say that all their tourists would live on a tour. Furthermore, he was just an III-Rank tour guide. How could he get such a good evaluation from Bai Xiaosheng? Fake, it had to be fake! It had to be III-9âs lunatic fans who had spread such a rumor!
The forum was abuzz for a while. Amid the verbal war filled with curses, countless people aggressively found III-9âs livestream room. Some wanted to vent, and some wanted to see how exactly this tour guide was great. They all acted enigmatically.
However, what they saw was just a mosaic.
The audience, who want to find fault with Wei Xun: ???
A mosaiced tour guide?
III-9âs livestream room was very bizarre. The tour guideâs screen was shrouded in mosaics almost all day. Even if they wanted to see III-9 and condescendingly give pointers as to what he should do, they couldnât do it. They could only remain upset, and guess what III-9 had done through the reactions of the tourists in the livestreamâs sub-screens.
For a time, the barrage in III-9âs livestream room made speculations based on various clues about what III-9 was doing and what he had done, agreeing with or refuting other peopleâs views. People who werenât aware of what had happened came in and thought it was III-9âs fanatical and evil cult fans who were discussing the details of what had happened.
It was until III-9 had gone to the fetal flesh graveyard to see the fireflies that the livestream room became more normal. Someone began to analyze the task given in the attraction and evaluate the touristsâ response. The fetal flesh graveyard scene was even more thrilling, and it stimulated a sharp increase in the number of viewers. Some people in the barrage had analyzed that the tourists may have to split up in this attraction, and that there must be differences between the human babies and ghost babies.
[Four ghost babies, four human babies, this is really the safest choice]
[Is Wang Pengpai so good at driving? Fuck, heâs too fucking strong. Is the Driver title so amazing!]
[This C-ranked tour party is sincerely recruiting tourists with âDriverâ related titles, not limited to any rank. Youâll be entering the tour party as a core member, and the contact information of our leader isâ¦â¦]
[Itâs just a Driver title. How hilarious. Wang Pengpai can be considered to be very lucky. Just go to the Travel Servicesâ video library and randomly search for a car accident clip. The jinxes who annihilate the whole team are all people with âDriverâ titles!]
[Itâs true. Have all the veterans died such that only newcomers are present in the audience? Are there any people holding the Driver title? People with this title can only be raised by big tour parties. Before this title is promoted to âOld Driver,â the probability of an accident is unimaginable]
[If you want to promote the title, you have to keep driving. Those with the title of Driver are all tour group extinguishers. If you really want to raise an âOld Driver,â thousands of lives will not be enough to even raise one]
[Wang Pengpai merely braced himself to face the danger this time. Didnât you see that he deliberately cut his hand and didnât want to drive? In case of an accident, the whole tour group would die. This time was pure luck]
[To be honest, I didnât expect to see an attraction that would split the tour group up in a Silver-Rank tour guideâs group]
[I havenât experienced it. If I were Zhao Hongtu, I would panic. Itâs really scary]
[Whatâs happening to III-9? Iâm so anxious. Thereâs a lot of blood. Wang Pengpaiâs whole body is soaked in blood!]
[I canât see it. Fuck, Iâve never seen a livestreamer who likes to take off his clothes so much!]
[Censors, fucking censors. Iâm extremely anxious! III-9 wonât die, right!]
[From the reaction of the tourists, he should not be dead, but he should also be seriously injured. Yu Hean looks as if his father died]
[What bullshit are you saying? Heâs just worried about his younger brother. Whoâs Brother 9? He canât even get through such a small obstacle?]
[I donât talk to III-9âs lunatic fans]
[LOL, younger brother? Look at whoâs talking in the livestream. The audience in III-9âs livestream are his crazy fans by default, okay?]
Although they were very anxious about the current situation of III-9, the audience could only guess what III-9 was doing through the behavior of other tourists. Some people said that Zhao Hongtuâs scream was due to III-9âs death, while others said that he yelled because III-9 was distributing pornographic content.
âIII-9 took the gun Hou Feihu left to Zhao Hongtu.â
As soon as Bai Xiaoshengâs voice fell in the virtual hall of the International Thriller Travel Services, several gunshots travelled from the livestream screen.
âTruly amazing.â
Shi Xiao was really convinced of Bai Xiaoshengâs judgment. III-9âs livestream had been blocked, which originally made him extremely anxious. After all, for his brother Shi Tao to survive the tour, the tour guide could not die.
Although he paid the most attention to his brother, Shi Xiao was also concerned for III-9. After seeing that Shi Tao chose the ghost baby and was sent to the âCordoned-off Villageâ after he woke up, Shi Xiao was vaguely relieved.
As a veteran tourist, he could naturally tell that choosing the ghost babies was the safest. He might suffer a little fright, but that should be all.
In contrast, the situation over at III-9âs side was worrying him more. III-9âs mosaic was truly too incredible. It not only blocked the image, but also the sound. They didnât even know when III-9 spoke, and could only make guesses through the actions of the other tourists.