Why is the NPC Frightened By Me Again [Infinite Stream]

With the blessing of this skill, Lin Huai's work efficiency has never been improved - before, he needed to invade everyone's dreams and provide them with a separate horror experience. Today, he can provide a high-quality immersive horror experience for five people at the same time.

Not only that, when a horror scene is woven, it will be stored in Lin Huai's "dream broadcast" ability in the form of a virtual video tape, which greatly reduces the workload of each dream creation.

With the help of the "dream broadcast" ability, Lin Huai's terrorist career has been advancing by leaps and bounds.

The preparations for the school festival are in full swing, and the dreams of the people of Liangchuan are also miserable. Under this strong contrast, the 16th Liangchuan Middle School Academy Festival finally began.

Carrying a shopping bag, Zhang Mingge walked into the dark rental house.

As soon as he opened the door, he heard the boy's cry.

"Woooo, woo..." he cried, "I didn't... intentionally..."

Zhang Mingge put the bento on the table: "Come and eat."

The boy who was sobbing in the dark finally raised his head. He rolled and crawled to the table and opened the lunch box.

Zhang Mingge stared blankly at him as he devoured him.

——He took in the boy, before Chu Tianshu arrived, after he panicked and stabbed the biological mother who yelled and asked "who are you".

Under the influence of Lin Huai's blood, the youth's current appearance is more like a combination of Lin Huai and himself.

He has the same beautiful, peach petal-like eyes, the same tear moles, the same, beautifully curved lips when he smiles...

and the nose and outline of the boy.

He looks like an incompletely infected monster, inheriting part of Lin Huai's appearance, but not a single bit at all - inheriting his soul.

Zhang Mingge didn't know what kind of psychology he had that made him save him before he was killed. And took him to avoid Chu Tianshu's pursuit in the past few days.

Maybe it's because he wants to find trouble for these two people who have caused him countless troubles, or because...

He just wanted to see what Lin Huai's clone looked like.

But he is not like Lin Huai at all. The boy was cowardly, stupid, gloomy and ambitious. He wouldn't say in a sarcastic, low voice that he's a piece of shit. Nor will he look at him in panic with smiling eyes.

After a long time, the boy finished his meal. Zhang Mingge looked at him indifferently.

It's almost time for the school festival.

At that moment, he suddenly lost interest in this boy completely.

The boy raised his head.

That half-familiar face made him feel low.

He had raised this man for a week, and now he has finally lost interest in him.

"It's just a clone after all," he thought. "Get rid of him... or send him over."

He didn't know what he was thinking. Did you finally want to hide? Or do you want to return this last clone... as a gift?

He mocked himself in his heart and drew the knife.

However, the next moment, a sharp pain came from his body!

"Well!"

Zhang Mingge fell to the ground unexpectedly. The boy who was crying originally had a gloomy expression on his face at the moment.

Holding an electric baton, he completed a sneak attack.

Zhang Mingge never expected that this seemingly obedient young man would actually attack him!

"You..." he said with difficulty, "you actually..."

The boy faced him and stood up.

"Just you, want to kill me too?" He sneered, "I already knew the purpose of bringing me here, you want to kill me, right?"

"you……"

"After I drank his blood, I heard a sentence... I don't know where it came from." The boy said in a dreamy tone, "He told me that I am Fu Jiang... as long as I kill me I can completely and completely become the most dazzling person in this world..."

"So you're going to kill him?"

Zhang Mingge tried hard to get up from the ground, but the current passed through his body again.

"Kill him?" The teenager showed a smile that seemed to be crying, "Kill him?"

"No, I don't want to kill him." He shook his head hurriedly, "I want him...I want him to see me!"

Zhang Mingge looked at the almost crazy young man in front of him, and said with difficulty: "You are crazy..."

"I want to see him, I want to make him unhappy, unhappy..." The boy said hastily, "I haven't seen him yet, I won't die..."

After saying this, he left the rental house, leaving Zhang Mingge alone in the dark.

Under the surging tide behind, Liangchuan Town finally arrived on the day of the school festival.

"The last performance is at nine o'clock in the evening." Chu Tianshu, who was sitting on the sofa, reminded, "After everyone finishes the performance, I will pull the switch - and then you will appear on the stage."

Lin Huai:  …

He sat next to him and looked out the window boredly: "Got it."

"Come on." Chu Tianshu smiled and tried to punch him, "I believe in you."

Lin Huai was indifferent: "I don't believe in myself."

Chu Tianshu:  …

"I have to say that the idea of ​​this "Blood Photo Album" is really interesting." Jia Ye hugged her arms, "Hey, I don't want to perform for a bunch of idiots..."

"What about the number of votes?" Sadako asked very professionally, "Do you think they will really vote for us?"

"I believe that as long as we say we want to get the vote." Lin Huai straightened his clothes, "they will definitely give us the vote."

Saying that, he raised his eyelids leisurely: "With our three terrifying giants... It's really not good, we just grabbed their necks one by one and forced them to vote for us."

Sadako: "I like this way."

Jia coconut: "I like it too."

The three of them showed extremely twisted smiles in the car together.

Lin Huai: "Hee hee hee."

Sadako: "Hahahaha."

Jia Coconut: "Giggle cluck cluck."

Chu Tianshu listened to the conversation between Lin Huai and his sister group, and for some reason, his back felt cold.

"Actually..." Chu Tianshu comforted, "I've already hacked their system. No matter who they vote on the Internet, the one who finally wins Miss Liangchuan will be you."

Lin Huai:  …

"You said it earlier!" Lin Huaixu said with eyes, "I wouldn't have known..."

"Why not!" Sadako responded, "I haven't encountered such a happy thing in a long time!"

"That's right." Jami was also very upset, "This is what we spent a week carefully preparing..."

Lin Huaixu raised his eyebrows: "Do you mean that you couldn't rehearse a good song for a week, so you made this decision..."

Sadako and Gaya both touched their noses with a guilty conscience.

"The fruits obtained through labor are sweeter." Chu Tianshu gave a thumbs up.

"What nonsense, obviously just because you want to see me perform... we perform."

Chu Tianshu looked at him. Lin Huai realized that the other party was staring at him, and turned his face awkwardly.

After a long time, he said: "..."

Chu Tianshu seemed to understand his sentence "..." and suddenly smiled embarrassedly.

"Let's go," Chu Tianshu said, "I'll drive you to school."

Lin Huai: "Oh good."

Lin Huai sat in the co-pilot, Gaya and Sadako sat in the back row. After a week of getting along, Jia Ye still doesn't like Sadako very much: "It's wet, stay away from me!"

Sadako also sneered: "Blood, stay away from me!"

The two ghosts quarreled all the way. Lin Huai sat in the co-pilot and blocked his ears.

They slipped into the school through the back door. Chu Tianshu caught a glimpse of Zhang Mingge's back and said, "I'll find him, you guys... go backstage and wait for the performance."

Lin Huai: "Oh."

Chu Tianshu was holding the wrench and was about to leave when Lin Huai grabbed his arm.

"Actually I..." Lin Huai said slowly, "It's not just that I care about you a little now, anyway..."

"Forget it." He smiled. "You know."

"I know?" Chu Tianshu responded greatly, "What do I know?"

"You know I treat you..."

"What to me?"

"To you... tsk." Lin Huai said, "You can pretend that you don't understand."

"Wait, wait." Chu Tianshu grabbed his arm, "You mean... Where can we go?"

"Which step?"

Lin Huai shrugged: "What do you think?"

After saying this, he took two female ghosts and disappeared into the playground.

He also disappeared, large and small, in the booths used to hold the school festival.

Twenty years later, the students of Liangchuan Middle School can still remember this school festival.

Although they have been nerfed by the sleepless torture for many days, they are no longer in the mood to talk about gossip. However, the principal forced them to participate in this school festival as if they had taken the wrong medicine.

"I really don't want to come to school..." A person was lying on the table and said weakly, "You said, that rumor..."

"Will he really come back?" Another trembled. "Will he really come back... revenge on us?"

"Don't be too feudal and superstitious!"

A person's voice sounded. The person who said this was the student council president of Liangchuan Middle School: "You are all students of the 21st century, why are you one by one?"

He said in an encouraging tone: "Anyway, let's do our best."

Crowd: ...

The composition of the entire school festival seems to be a little too exciting from the very beginning.

A real female ghost appeared in the haunted house of Class A of Year 1, a human hand appeared at the barbecue stall of Class B of Year 1, and in the Experience Hall for the Blind in Class C of Year 2, a classmate said in horror that he was closing his eyes. When I touched a **** unknown creature...

The whole school festival was going on in a terrifying and exciting situation. There are also countless students who fainted and dragged to the health room due to excessive panic, sleepless nights and mental exhaustion. After the student council president drank a piece of human tongue from the coffee in the maid cafe for the last time, he finally collapsed.

He screamed and, along with his classmates, was dragged into the infirmary in a coma.

"So it really is that one..."

"Sure enough, it's the curse of Lin Huai, who has already died."

"Woooooo, I'm so scared!"

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I'm really sorry..."

They wailed, trembling and struggling to usher in the 6 p.m. performance. However, this long-prepared performance also went wrong.

First, there was a shrill ghost cry from the sound of the campus band, and then the classmate who performed magic took out his assistant classmate from the box, and at the same time took out an extra leg... When everyone was about to cry At that time, another person made a new discovery on the phone.

"What's this?"

"Why is there a new show after the last drama performance?"

"The Bloody Album? What the **** is that!"

In the fear of everyone, the little princess was finally put on the guillotine.

The machete was hoisted high, and everyone's heart was suspended in their throats at this moment——

Suddenly, a boy screamed.

"Not good!" he shouted, "that knife... it's real!"

The masked executioner standing beside the little princess smiled.

"Your rumors shaped me, and your rumors destroyed me," he said softly, "And now, in this way, I'm back on stage!"

In the screams of everyone, the knife fell!

The woman's **** head was beheaded and rolled all the way into the audience. At the same time, a woman in a white dress who was standing in the dark also came over and picked up her head.

"So why did you still make your debut as C in the end!" Sadako grabbed Jia Ye's head dissatisfiedly, "Why..."

"Because we are arranged according to the first letter of the name." Gaya smiled smugly, "If you want to blame it, your first letter is 'z'."

Amid the frantic screams of everyone, one photo after another appeared on the big screen. Some of them are female ghosts jumping out of coffins, some are wriggling tongues in coffee cups, some are white hands that appear on the barbecue...

The young man in the mask also laughed at this time.

"The sum of the above is "Blood Album", which is our performance today." He said politely, "Please pick up your mobile phones and vote in an orderly manner."

The school festival ended on a rather satisfying note. All students also exited in an orderly manner in debilitating conditions.

For at least ten years, they will no longer dare to mention the word "Lin Huai".

In return, Lin Huai gave many things to the principal of Liangchuan Middle School, who was most frightened. Even Xiao Ba for the postgraduate entrance examination... In a friendly way, he urged the principal that all students must complete this examination paper.

Since then, with the busy study and life, the legend of "Fujiang" will be eliminated forever. Lin Huai also stretched at this time.

"Huh..." He yawned and dispersed Gaya and Sadako, "It's been hard for you today."

So he was the only one left on the stage of the playground. Lin Huai fiddled with his phone, waiting for Chu Tianshu's return.

He was sitting under the light, his back was pulled very long, but at this moment...

His cell phone rang suddenly.

A message appeared before his eyes.

"I'm Chan Chuo."

"Qian Zhuo... Who is Qian Zhuo?"

Lin Huai replied two words: "Who are you?"

The other side seemed to be silent for a long time, and it took a long time for a reply.

"I'm the boy sitting at the table in front of you."

"I kill you."

"I drank your blood."

"Now...I am you."

Lin Huai raised his eyes.

His eyes suddenly became cold, and at the same time, text messages continued to be sent in.

"I'm finally getting close to you."

"I want to see you."

"Do you want to see me?"

"I want to see you. I want to see you."

"How are you."

"do you remember me."

He moved his fingers and finally replied with four words.

"Where are you."

The person on the opposite side quickly gave him a reply.

"I'm in the third grade maze."

"Come find me."

A spooky labyrinth stood on the playground, Lin Huai looked at it and closed his eyes.

After a while, he took a step, step by step, into the maze.

There is no light in the labyrinth. It was originally a simple and crude creation made up of cardboard boxes by many students. There are still graffiti left on the cardboard box, and traces of what they walked, played with, and used there during the day.

However……

He closed his eyes.

There was a strong smell of blood in the air.

"Tick, tick..."

It's the sound of dripping water.

And the sound of something being dragged.

He couldn't see the depths of the labyrinth, to the left and right, there were walls. Lin Huai's eyes became blood red, and with the ability of Li Gui's night vision, he was vigilant step by step and walked towards the place with the most **** smell.

"Clap."

Something fell at his feet... Lin Huai lowered his head, and then...

He saw a finger!

It's not accurate to say it's a finger. If you want to describe it exactly, it should be 1/4 of your fingers... 1/4 of your fingers fell on the grass, white and shining, reflecting the moonlight.

He approached the maze step by step. Everywhere, there are all kinds of small pieces of meat.

...

His breathing became rapid, and what he saw in front of him was more frightening than ghosts.

"Lin Huai..."

He heard the man's voice.

Chandra's voice.

He turned his head and saw a dark figure behind the box.

Dark... Chan-joo.

A gust of night wind blew, and the moonlight reflected on his face, and also reflected the dark mole under the corner of his eyes.

His facial features are more and more similar to Lin Huai.

"Lin Huai..." He made a sound that seemed to be both laughing and crying, "You're finally here..."

Lin Huai looked at that face quietly.

"From the first time I saw you, I liked, liked you so much..." he said slowly, "give me your coat, I wrote so many things in my diary, There are fantasies about you, but you don't even look at them, you who only see the title page... and you praise me... for a good painting..."

"You're the first, the first person who didn't bully me, but praised me..." Tears welled up in his cloudy eyes, "You are so good to me... You should like me, right? "

"However, the people who like you... want to be close to you... there are too many..." He hugged his **** arms, "so I will use every means to make them hate you a little more. As more and more people hate you, you won't be as good as you used to be, but as bad as... as bad as I am..."

"Then, you can be similar to me and match...you should cry, you should be in pain, you will be reviled, poured cold water, beaten by your parents, run away from home, want to commit suicide...then I will protect You, take care of you, and you will know that I am the best person in the world..." He murmured, "But why..."

"Why, you have no response!" he screamed, "you don't have me in your eyes... no me, and no one else!"

"It's all your fault, it's all your fault. Why did you give me the coat? If you bullied me like everyone else, I wouldn't...won't treat you at all..."

He showed the bones of Bai Sensen's hands: "I know from him that you are a tasker... a tasker? Humph... I drank your blood and merged with you, I heard that voice, it said , every piece of my flesh and blood can separate out a new you..."

"You hate this, don't you? You hate this, don't you?" he said almost frantically. "Hum hum... You want to know, how many of you and me are in this labyrinth?"

"I can't count, I can't count! If I can't have you, then I can at least... drag you to hell..."

He trembled: "Hahaha, I did it, I did it..."

He seemed to have lost his mind, completely insane, slurping words of either hatred or admiration.

The young man pointed to by all his words just stood in the moonlight and watched him silently.

"Come on! Come on!" he shouted. "Come here, come down with me—"

Something pierced through his chest.

The boy turned around with difficulty, and the last thing his eyes saw was Chu Tianshu.

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't come in to disturb you fighting alone because I didn't trust your ability." Chu Tianshu said, with a bit of skill, he grabbed the boy's hand and gave him a shoulder-to-shoulder throw. " I just came in and introduced myself."

"what?"

"First, my name is Chu Tianshu. Second, we have known each other for eleven years since the first time we met." Chu Tianshu stepped on the belly of the crazy NPC with an unusually handsome posture, "Third, I'm not just your friend, but yours, man..."

Lin Huai:  …

"Sex friend." Chu Tianshu quickly added.

Lin Huai:  …

"The boat capsized in the gutter." Chu Tianshu shrugged, "He's crazy."

Crazy corpses fell to the ground. Lin Huai looked up at the sky.

He closed his eyes.

"What now?" he said lightly.

"This whole maze needs to be destroyed," Chu Tianshu said, "even this whole playground, but..."

"It's too late." Lin Huai said.

They walked out of the maze, and Zhang Mingge knelt outside the maze.

He seemed to have been beaten badly, his face was bruised, blood and tears were streaming down his face. Chu Tianshu pushed Lin Huai: "Yours."

"This idiot wanted to kill this clone, but ended up playing it off." Chu Tianshu shrugged, "Exhale?"

Lin Huai looked blankly at Zhang Mingge kneeling on the ground.

"What did you do?" he asked.

Zhang Mingge looked at him and smiled slowly.

He actually didn't expect that NPC to be so crazy... However, it is an indisputable fact that he wants to cause them some trouble.

But as of now, it's useless to say anything.

He has always considered himself a fairly objective and calm person. Ghosts are monsters that shouldn't exist in the human world. They are born out of resentment, out of mistakes, and their existence is the harm and disturbance to human beings. This is an indisputable fact.

However, Zhang Mingge did not kill ghosts for such just reasons. Life is like a food chain, you are either eaten by others, or you are the first to eat others. When seven-year-old Zhang Mingge stood in front of the grave of his father, who was sent by the Zhang family and died as cannon fodder, for the first time, he understood the special relationship between the food chain and predators.

After many years, he still remembers that rainy day, and the touch of the young master's hand rubbing on top of his head. At that time, the owner of the house, who was still the young master, squatted down and looked at the child without tears: "Aren't you sad for your father's death?"

Five-year-old Zhang Mingge did not speak.

"Your father died. He sacrificed for the entire clan and the glory of the Zhang family. As his only son, you should be proud of him."

The young master had never said so much to him before this day. Zhang Mingge felt very strange.

Is it his father's death that gave him the privilege of letting the other party who has never seen him look down on him, and having a heart-to-heart talk with a seven-year-old child?

Could it be that the death of my father was something that could be exchanged for privilege?

At that moment, that vague food chain came to mind again. Eagles eat rabbits, but they patrol their territory and drive away other predators. Wild dogs eat bones, but when other hungry wild dogs approach, they show their fangs for a bone. Humans cook lambs, but for them, put up a fence against wolves...

His father was swallowed by this vague food chain that connected the clan to himself. But the young master of the sect, the future master, squatted down for himself.

This is the equivalence between being a lamb and getting shelter.

The young master did not wait for an answer from this strange and lonely child. As a teenager, he has not yet achieved the maturity and sophistication of his elders. Otherwise, he would not have expressed such worthless questions and concerns.

When he stood up, he finally heard the child's answer.

"...I wouldn't be proud of him," said the child, "because he died worthless."

His father, as cannon fodder, died tragically in that blood fog in a worthless way due to wrong tactical arrangements.

——Such a death is not worth his sorrow or pride.

The fine raindrops fell on top of his head. Zhang Mingge raised his head and stared at the man in the black and white photo.

He heard the voice of the young master from the top: "From today, you can go to the sect to cultivate."

In the next ten years, whenever Zhang Mingge made an important decision, the circling food chain would appear in his mind again and again.

Under the guidance of this food chain, he pleases the young master, and his expression is extremely submissive, but his icy ambition has not stopped beating for a moment.

In real life, there are always a lot of regulations and constraints. The essence of the law of the weak is therefore concealed under the appearance of the tenderness of law and morality. Zhang Mingge doesn't hate rules, on the contrary, he likes them very much. The rules are like a step-by-step ladder, blocking people at different levels under different thresholds. He stood on his own ladder, raised his head, and what he saw was class.

Unlike reality, games do not have a set of laws and rules. The strong prey on the weak and the survival of the fittest is the essence of the game. With his own ability, he eliminated as many ghosts as possible, got as many points as possible, and exchanged for more and more powerful props. Just like in reality, in the game, his name gradually came into being.

He is like a duck to water, playing steadily, from the qualified, to the primary field, and then to the intermediate field, his class has risen step by step. If the game is a food chain, then NPCs, ghosts, and even his teammates... are his prey, an experience pack for him to improve himself, and to reap benefits from it.

He saw countless chains, countless networks, connecting everyone together. The silk thread of the food chain hangs from the top of everyone's head, and everyone is a member of this network. They are either struggling to survive, or strolling around, some will fall into the water, some will climb upwards, but the direction of all of them, the goal of all of them, is the dome in the middle of the network.

However, that day, one of the silk threads was broken on the head of another person!