This is not a weird story

While Wei An was observing the situation in the basement, a wizened old man approached him, his mouth filled with stench, and he said slowly: "Participant, are you new here?"

Wei An did not answer immediately, but turned to look at the old man, and then glanced at the people who were still alive behind him.

These people all looked up feebly and looked at themselves.

Wei An was stunned for a moment and replied to the old man: "You...are all participants?"

The old man grinned, his voice was hoarse, and coupled with his shriveled body, he felt like he would be out of breath and die in the next second.

"In addition to being weird, there are no indigenous people in this strange story. They are all participants."

After a pause, the old man pointed at everyone in the basement: "Everyone you can see, whether they are living or dead, they are all."

Wei An was shocked in his heart, but it didn't show on his face.

In this case, he felt that there was no need to hide anything anymore, and asked: "Who here came from the Hengai City camp?"

As soon as these words came out, those who were alive turned their heads to look at the people around them.

Only two people were seen slowly raising their hands. Without exception, these two hands were dirty, and two fingers on one hand were missing.

Wei An nodded: "You two are the only ones in this basement!"

The two people didn't speak, just looked at Wei An in silence.

"They are too lazy to talk." The old man beside him spoke again, "The participants who have just entered this strange story will have to enter the Colosseum once. When you come out alive, they may have the energy to have a good conversation with you. Otherwise, now No matter how many words you say, they may all be said to the dead and have no meaning."

Wei An was a little confused.

Just when he was about to ask a question, the old man seemed to know what he was thinking and continued to speak: "I'm the only one who talks a lot here. Don't be curious. If I hadn't spoken, I might have died a long time ago. Your mission prompt hasn't appeared yet. Wait until you get out of this. That moment in the basement, I understood everything.”

Wei An nodded and said no more.

It seems that this place is equivalent to hell. Not only is it impossible to complete successfully, but it is also very grinding.

There are very few people who can actually complete and leave successfully. This has caused these participants to have lost hope of living. They no longer think about how to escape during their lifetime, but how long they can live.

This is muddling along, a real mess.

"How soon can I go to the Colosseum?" Wei An asked.

The old man shook his head: "It may be in the next second, or it may take a few hours or a day or two."

"Did the other participants who entered together enter the Colosseum one by one? Or did several people go together?" Wei An continued to ask.

"Every situation can happen, there is no definite number." The old man pursed his chapped lips. The wrinkles on his face were drooping. I don't know if they were caused by skin or accumulated dust.

"What are the buildings outside this basement?" Wei An pointed outside.

The old man replied: "It's more basements. The first floor has accumulated a force to control all participants over the years. If your Colosseum hadn't been opened, you wouldn't have been able to go up to the first floor anyway. Even now, even if Even if you pry open the basement door, you won't be able to walk up."

At this time, Wei An had begun to adapt to the stench emanating from the basement. He wondered: "If you can't go up at ordinary times, and you are here, with so many corpses rotting, wouldn't there be a plague?"

"There is no disease here." The old man shook his head. "Except for mental torture, there is nothing to fear. As for physical injuries, except those caused in the Colosseum, they will not get worse after returning to the basement. , but it was fixed at the moment of entering the basement.”

"Then these corpses..." Wei An was surprised.

"Those who commit suicide are all suicides." The old man smiled sadly, got closer to Wei An, and whispered: "Can you understand that scene? The injuries of living people will be frozen in this basement, so they must be fatal at once Suicide can only be successful if you are injured, and it is several times more difficult for them to commit suicide than in the normal world. But they all did it, can you imagine how eager they are to die?"

Wei An was stunned.

Looking at the corpses on the ground, the image of everyone wanting to die could not be suppressed in my mind. How much mental pressure they were subjected to caused such a result.

"Only after a person's true death will the body rot?" Wei An murmured to himself, "Is it true that the person's spirit dies?"

The old man next to him was suddenly startled. He had a strange expression on his face and stared straight at Wei An's side face.

Finally, I couldn't help but blurt out: "Who are you?! How come I have never heard anyone say this idea? Spiritual death is the real death, so no matter how heavy the body is when it enters the basement, They will not die despite their injuries, because... their spirit is not dead! But if their spirit is dead, their bodies will..."

The old man looked at the rotting corpses on the ground and turned his attention to Wei An again.

"you you……"

Wei An stood up, looked at the two people who raised their hands just now, and said, "I'm here to rescue them. Of course, it's not just them now, but also you... all of them!"

At this moment, a strange sound of footsteps sounded outside the basement door, coming from the first floor, step by step, walking very slowly, and did not stop until they reached the basement door completely.

When the footsteps sounded, everyone felt it silently.

Until Wei An felt his heartbeat thud, which seemed to resonate with the footsteps.

The old man looked at Wei An and couldn't help but remind him: "Do you feel it? It should be time for you to enter the Colosseum!"

Wei An nodded and walked towards the basement door.

When they came to the door, the door opened by itself, revealing the steps leading upwards, but there was no one at the door. It seemed that the footsteps just now were just a sound without any entity.

The sound of footsteps in someone's heart indicates that it is time for that person to fight.

Wei An didn't take it seriously. Instead, he looked back at everyone and said, "Remember, keep your spirit alive until I come back!"

At this time, everyone in the basement couldn't help but cheer up, and a glimmer of hope could not help but appear in the lifeless eyes just now.

After saying these words, Wei An turned around and walked up the steps.

Arriving at the first floor soon.

This floor is a narrow empty room without anything, and the door to the first floor room has also been opened at this time.

When Wei An just walked to the door leading outside, words appeared in front of his eyes.

[Welcome, participant, you have entered the ghost story - the Colosseum! 】

[Ghost Stories: Colosseum]

[Grade: A]

[Type: Multiplayer (occasional)]

[Event description: Every animal is essentially a beast, cats, dogs, birds, insects, and so are you. You all have the nature of the beast hidden in your body, but you just haven't found a suitable outlet to vent it out. Welcome to the Colosseum. The "beast" here is not just the animals you know, but refers to everything, including humans and weird ones. Entering the Colosseum, you can randomly come into contact with a weird or monster, and through your story or its story, an ending will finally develop. The fighting beast items are randomly generated, please take advantage of them. 】

[Main tasks: 1. Complete a beast fight first; 2. Be careful not to let yourself die while waiting in the basement; 3. Subsequent tasks will be released randomly. 】

[Main mission reward: 2000 energy points]

[Hidden tasks: Yes]