Chapter 97: Mirror Image
Wen Jianyan suddenly realized something:
“Serum!”
Almost at the same time, the others also reacted and realized the same thing.
That’s right, serum!
Serum existed in the rules of this project, which meant that as long as the serum was injected, the “infected” people could be saved.
After thinking about this, everyone immediately started to act.
It was not because they want to rescue the infected so much, but because they know—
As long as they entered the tunnel, the “zombies” would attack, and when they fought back, more and more corpses would inevitably pile up in the train.
If there was such a terrible “virus” in every corpse, then their room for movement would only become smaller and smaller.
No one was sure that they would not be “infected”.
That being the case, if you want to survive this project, you must find the serum.
“Act separately.” Wen Jianyan glanced at the mucus on the ground with a cautious expression on his face: “This time is different from before. Be careful not to be touched.”
Previously, frog eggs were “parasitizing” humans based on rules, but now the frog eggs have hatched, and they could actively attack any human beings who were close to them, feeding on their flesh and blood.
“Understood.”
The rest of the people nodded solemnly and then dispersed.
In this search, because of the explosive corpses, the area where the anchors could move was reduced by half, and everyone had to search for ammunition and serum in the uncontaminated area.
Replenishment of ammunition was relatively easy to solve.
A box of red ammunition was faintly visible in the translucent, gelatinous slime left after the corpse explosion.
With their previous experience of finding ammunition from corpses, the anchors quickly realized that, like all shooting games, all these “zombie” corpses would drop ammunition.
They each did their best, using props and abilities, to try to remove and clean the ammunition without touching any slime and eggs.
However, when it came to finding serums, the situation was quite different.
No matter how hard everyone tried, they couldn’t find any serum-related props in the compartment.
Those infected anchors were placed on the train benches by their teammates. They were all dying, and there was something dense crawling around under their skin. Their eyes were wide open, and their bloodshot eyeballs looked as if filled with hysterical madness. They were murmuring something on their lips all the time, having a weak and strange smiles. Their whole body was weakening at a terrible speed, but they were still not dead.
Wen Jianyan stood where he was, staring at the chaos in the compartment in front of him, lost in deep thought.
This… he seemed to suddenly think of something.
Wen Jianyan looked at his teammates: “Do you still remember the fourth rule? In case of an accident, please go to the conductor’s room for help…”
“You mean, this is also an accident?” Wen Ya frowned, and asked: “But isn’t this the normal process in the project now?”
Everything that had happened so far had not exceeded the rules, and it didn’t look like some unexpected situation that would be recognized by the instance.
“Indeed.” Wen Jianyan shook his head: “But that’s not the point.”
“?” Wen Ya was startled: “What do you mean?”
“The point is,” Wen Jianyan narrowed his eyes slightly: “This train has a conductor’s room, isn’t it?”
Several people were taken aback.
Indeed.
They had been bound within the internal framework of the shooting game “Crazy Little Train” before, subconsciously following the rules and playing the “game”, almost forgetting that they were in an instance. In addition to completing the task, they needed to explore more of the map for information.
Wen Jianyan made a quick decision.
He looked at Yun Bilan and co: “You continue to look for serums and ammunition here.”
After finishing speaking, Wen Jianyan looked at the other two:
“You two, go ahead with me to the conductor’s room to have a look.”
“Okay.”
Several people nodded and started to act according to the division of labor.
“The target person has acted.” Not far away, the yellow-haired man, who had been observing Wen Jianyan’s movements, lowered his voice and said to Hui Cheng and the others.
Hui Cheng stuffed the newly found ammunition into his pocket.
He raised his head, looked in the direction of the target person, and asked in a low voice with some doubt: “Where is he going?”
One of his teammates guessed:
“Is he trying to distance himself and escape?”
“……”
That was what he said, but it didn’t look like it—the other party seemed to have a very clear purpose, not like he wanted to escape after finding danger, and he only took two people with him…
Hui Cheng frowned and ordered: “Let’s keep up.”
They followed Wen Jianyan and the others not too far away, keeping a distance where it was hard to be spotted, and followed them forward.
Soon, Wen Jianyan walked into the front compartment.
The further they went, the stronger the smell of damp water in the air. From the ground to the table to the seats, most of the space was covered by that semi-gelatinous transparent liquid.
Not far away, the closed train conductor’s room appeared in front of them.
The entire wall was sticky and wet, and unhatched frog eggs were slowly dripping down from the metal handle.
This probably explained why no one wanted to go near this compartment.
However, just the explosion and sputtering of corpses seem unable to cause such a large area of mucus coverage.
Wen Jianyan had a clue in his heart.
He turned his head and looked at the two people behind him: “Have you bought all the props?”
They nodded.
Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, put on two layers of gloves, and pressed the doorknob down—
A translucent liquid gushed out as the door opened, and half-mature oocysts were mixed in the liquid gush.
Several people immediately activated the barrier.
Separated by a thin translucent film, these frog eggs and their semi-mature larvae bypassed their feet and flowed wantonly.
“Remember to calculate the time of the prop usage and use another one soon when it’s almost over.”
Wen Jianyan explained in a low voice.
There were too many infected objects in the train conductor’s room, and it was no longer enough to be avoided with a little care. If they wanted to go in intact, they must ensure that the props were opened at all times.
After speaking, he took a step forward and walked carefully into the narrow conductor’s room.
This place had almost become a hard-hit area for frog eggs. The ceiling, the ground, and the dashboard were all covered with a thick layer of mucus. The translucent eggs were sticky and dripping from the tops of their heads. The larva struggled more intensely inside the oocyst.
The staff member in the cat suit lay motionless on the instrument table; the fluff on the suit was completely soaked, and more viscous liquid gushed out from the gap between the head and body, dripping continuously to the ground.
It seemed that even if they encountered some “accident”, the train conductor wouldn’t have gotten up to solve the problem for them.
Wen Jianyan looked away.
At this moment, his eyes paused, and his gaze fell on the wall not far away. There, a narrow note was pasted on it with scotch tape. Although it was also covered with a layer of wet mucus, one could still vaguely see a line of writing on it.
[Fantasy Amusement Park Staff Rules]
Wen Jianyan’s spirits lifted.
He stepped forward and was about to clean up the mucus covering it and read it carefully, but suddenly felt a shadow slowly pressing over from the window.
Wen Jianyan paused and quickly turned to look out the window.
Through the wall, the voice of an anchor came from a distance:
“The tunnel is coming!”
The second tunnel!
Accompanied by the clanging sound of the train, the dark semi-circular tunnel approached quickly, like a huge mouth that opened, waiting to swallow the entire train.
The shadows approached with teeth and claws.
There was no time to read carefully.
After all, there were several pursuers behind their backs.
Wen Jianyan quickly pulled off the employee rules posted on the wall, put them in his pocket after a simple cleaning and disinfection, then turned around and walked out of the conductor’s room quickly.
“How is it? Did you find anything useful?”
Wen Ya asked.
“Of course.”
Wen Jianyan nodded, and as he answered, he turned his head and glanced at the junction of the two compartments not far away.
It seemed that because the density of anchors at the front of the train was too low, the mercenary team did not follow so far; they stayed in the middle of the second compartment.
Wen Jianyan’s gaze swept across the yellow-haired man’s body. His gaze was light and fluffy, like a feather, almost without any weight.
However, the other party’s face paled instantly, and he flinched like a frightened bird.
There was a smile on Wen Jianyan’s lips.
As the train rumbled closer to the tunnel, the shadows gradually fell from overhead.
He turned his head to look at his teammates around him, his voice low, like a soft whisper: “Are you ready?”
“The shootout is about to begin.”
The next second, darkness fell.
The moment the train entered the tunnel for the second time, ear-piercing scratching sounds immediately sounded from all directions!
“Now!” Hui Cheng’s voice hurriedly rang in the yellow-haired man’s ear: “Tell me his location!”
“At 3 o’clock, it’s about 15 meters away from us!”
The yellow-haired man replied in a low voice.
“Understood.”
The sound of scratching fingernails, the howling of zombies, the sound of guns firing, and the sound of dripping water droplets falling, accompanied by the short-lived light source caused by props, echoed in the dark and narrow train.
The time to pass through the tunnel for the second time seemed to be much longer than the last time, and the darkness seemed extraordinarily long, as if there was no end.
The roar of the train was heard next to the ears, vibrating in all directions.
“Hit…did you hit him?”
The yellow-haired man asked anxiously.
“It’s done.” Hui Cheng’s voice was heard: “It had gone well.”
The yellow-haired man heaved a long sigh of relief, feeling as if his whole body had been drained of strength.
Not far away.
In the dark, Wen Jianyan slowly reloaded the gun in his hand, and the moment Wen Ya released the next flare, he accurately hit a zombie crawling in this direction.
“!!!”
The yellow-haired man, who was always paying attention to this direction, looked over the moment the light came on, and his pupils constricted suddenly in the next second.
The target stood unharmed in the darkness.
And… there were two.
The boy, who was exactly the same in stature and appearance, stood not far away, and his movements showed an astonishing synchronization rate. He seemed to have noticed the yellow-haired man’s gaze, and the two turned their heads to look in this direction at the same time.
After entering the tunnel, the train would be plunged into a very special kind of darkness.
Ordinary lighting equipment couldn’t be used, and human eyes couldn’t penetrate. Only the lighting props purchased in the store could barely dispel the darkness. Even a person with abilities like the yellow-haired man could barely see clearly when the lighting props took effect. That was why Hui Cheng and his team needed to ask the yellow-haired man to confirm the opponent’s position before entering the tunnel.
Even he couldn’t easily see things in the dark, let alone ordinary humans whose five senses had never been strengthened.
However, the boy seemed to really see him.
Those amber eyes narrowed slightly and seemed to have a low smile. The next second, darkness descended again.
……two?
How-how was it possible?
The yellow-haired man clutched his hair in despair, his eyes trembling slightly.
Suddenly, he realized something.
At the moment when the flare was turned on, it seemed that one of the target figures had a scar like a spider web on his forehead.
…it was a mirror image!
The yellow-haired man jumped up suddenly.
He got it…
He finally got it!
Why were those two attacks clearly hitting the place, but the opponent was unscathed?!
That guy had guessed that they were going to launch the attack, so before the darkness fell, he used props and visual blind spots to create a mirror image to make their attack direction go wrong!
Wen Jianyan stuffed a bullet into the chamber again, with a slight smile on his lips.
All he wanted was for him to understand.
Only when he understood could he continue with his next move.
The time limit of the mirror prop behind him had entered the countdown, and it would disappear automatically in just a few seconds. There was no need to manually do it like before—
“…Ah!”
Wen Jianyan’s pupils shrank, and the whole person suddenly jumped forward a bit.
“What’s the matter?” Wen Ya threw a flare down again and asked in a raised voice during the interval of defense.
“No, it’s all right.”
The young man’s slightly hoarse voice sounded from behind, seemingly steady, but the ending trembled slightly: “You guys continue.”
In the dark, where no one could see.
The invisible shadow gathered into a solid body, protruded from the depths of the mirror, and slowly wrapped around his slender neck.
The author has something to say:
Wen Jianyan: As long as I don’t enter the mirror maze, I will be able to avoid all encounter flags!
Half an hour later.
Wen Jianyan: “……”
F*ck.
After that, an unknown anchor surnamed Wen never bought any mirror-related props from the system store.
