This is not a weird story

The speed of decay was completely beyond Wei An's imagination.

He didn't realize that his body was rotting just now until he smelled the stench, but now that the stench appeared, he didn't expect that the skin and flesh had already begun to fall off.

"It must be that secret gaze. The gaze here can really kill people!" Wei An was convinced.

Moreover, the rot of the body cannot be stopped by the mushroom skin left behind by the corpse of the mushroom curse.

Wei An was slightly startled when he thought of this. He sensed the all-things-tolerant human skin in his body and moved it to the rotten and fallen calf flesh.

Sure enough, the skin and flesh no longer rotted at this moment, but it just maintained its current appearance.

He quickly swam the All-Things Tolerance Body all over his body. Most of the decaying areas quickly stopped. Only the severely decayed areas required the Tolerance Body to swim a few more times.

The overall trend of decay was soon stopped, but Wei An knew that standing in the middle of the street to avoid the curse of the corpses was still not the answer, and he needed to try again and again.

As he approached the room in front of him, he quickly noticed that his skin became loose, his vision began to blur, and the muscles in his arms gradually lost feeling, and then some hair fell out.

These strands of hair are white!

"I'm getting older!"

Wei An was secretly frightened. He peeked into the room in front of him and made sure there was no other way out like other rooms, then he immediately exited.

At the same time, he felt that the mushroom skin on his arm was constantly flashing and trembling, and the aging state stopped, but the whole person remained like this and could not recover.

Wei An returned to the center of the street again, and felt a sense of fear in his heart. The curse emanated from the cursed corpse in the room just now turned out to make people age rapidly!

He looked down at the mushroom skin on his arm and found that it had begun to curl up and was smaller than before. This showed that this skin could not support it for much longer.

But now there is no way out.

The inventory cannot be opened, and Wei An consumes energy points to try to activate the positioning character.

He didn't know if the function of locating characters in the story editor could be enabled when the inventory was unavailable.

And now there is no better way to find a way out, and the character he wants to target this time is the guy in this dead city who has been staring at him.

After a while, the red dot did not appear, but the energy dot showed that it had been consumed.

Wei An waited for another moment, and he could find that the gaze just now appeared again after he stood in the center of the street, but there were still no red dots flashing in all directions.

Even when I looked up at the sky, there was nothing special about the darkness.

Now he has quite a lot of energy points left, but he can't waste them blindly.

After pondering for a while, the protection of the mushroom skin has become weaker and weaker. If he continues to try and make mistakes like before, he will only be eaten alive by so many cursed corpses in the end.

This was not the solution. The inventory was now useless. Wei An carefully analyzed his plot editor to see if he could use any function to help him at this time.

"Plot speculation, searching for strange stories, positioning characters, spectator mode, embedding the plot..."

If you turn on the spectator mode now, you can continue to support it, and it will also be easier to find different places in the rooms of those cursed corpses.

Thinking of this, he immediately activated the "spectator mode", but then a text prompt appeared in his mind.

[The ghost story is not detected and the spectator mode cannot be turned on. 】

"There's no plot!" Wei An frowned.

Now it seems that it is indeed the case. This place is a dead city. If you want to enter the spectator mode, you need to advance the plot. In a place with no plot at all, even if it is half a ghost story, you cannot activate the spectator mode.

Otherwise, why does Wei An need to watch? Watching this dead city?

Spectator mode cannot be activated, and plot speculation and embedded plots will certainly not be available.

Wei An was unwilling to try all these items and found that it was indeed the case.

At this time, the atrophy of the body's muscles appeared again, and he could smell a faint rancid smell emanating from himself.

"Searching for weird stories?!"

It seems that the only thing I can try now is "search for ghost stories".

But now that I am in a strange story, how should I search for it? Are you searching for other weird stories? Then go in the direction of that weird story and find the exit?

He tried it immediately. After consuming 50 points of energy, a sudden flash appeared in front of his eyes. He could hardly open his eyes and saw dense red dots appearing.

Unexpectedly, none of these red dots pointed to the outskirts of this dead city, but were all inside the city, covering the streets and alleys, covering almost every room, even those open rooms.

"Ghost story, the room where these cursed corpses are located is a ghost story!"

Wei An seemed to have thought of something.

His heartbeat quickened, and he immediately reset the search results, thinking to himself: "Searching for one of the strange stories, the content is roughly limited to the relationship between this cursed corpse and mushrooms."

The large number of red dots in front of me disappeared in an instant, leaving only one red dot still flashing. It was blocked by two rows of houses in the distance, but the red dot was still clearly visible.

Wei An knew very well that although the cursed mushroom corpse was gone, this room was exclusive to him, and the ghost story was also in that area. This had nothing to do with whether the cursed corpse was still there.

After locking on the red dot, Wei An did not see any introduction about this strange story. It seemed that everything was different in this dead city, otherwise the inventory would not be unable to be opened.

He was sitting along the center of the street, ignoring the increasingly rotten smell on his body for the time being. He was just running the foreign object tolerance in his body while approaching the direction of the red dot.

Walking around the two rows of houses along the street, I passed probably more than twenty rooms with cursed corpses, and finally came to the location where the red dot flashed.

It was also a room with an open door, and Wei An walked straight over.

As he approached, the mushroom skin on his arm, which had withered and reduced a lot, seemed to sense something, began to glow with life, and slowly became plump.

Wei An knew he had found the place.

He stepped into the house and saw nothing in the house, no red coffin, and no cursed corpse.

The Cursed Mushroom Corpse and his red coffin are currently in the Black and White City. If he comes to the right place, there will naturally be nothing here.

Now standing in the middle of the house, looking around, Wei An was able to see the whole picture of this kind of room for the first time, and found that there was nothing here except a back room.

There seemed to be a closed back room inside those previous rooms, but because they were located in the direction of the head of the red coffin, where the curse on him was more powerful, he could not go in to find out.

The current room was different from the others. Not only did Wei An not feel any discomfort after entering, but he felt as if he had returned to his own home. The skin of the mushrooms on his arms looked unusually plump, sticking tightly to his skin and still beating. , like a small heart.

In addition, he could feel the original position of the moved red coffin, and also knew the direction in which the cursed mushroom corpse lay.

Looking up again, there seemed to be something in the back room that was drawing me closer, and I wanted to go over and open it.

At this moment, on the streets of the dead city, which had been silent all this time, there was a sudden click, which was the sound of a person's foot hitting the ground.

The feeling of terror, decay, and being stared at came again, covering the house that Wei An entered. (End of chapter)