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The horror world is full of crises, and more and more orphans have lost their parents, and they are all sent to Ping An Welfare Home. With state funding and donations from major trade unions, Ping An Welfare Institute has recruited many teachers in recent years.
Taking advantage of lunch time, a female teacher ate while watching the live broadcast replay.
"Watch the live replay?"
A male teacher sat across from me and asked.
The female teacher nodded, pointed at the person on the screen and said, "I really like this anchor recently. A newbie has cleared several medium- and high-difficulty dungeons."
The male teacher looked at it, nodded and said, "I looked at it too."
I saw a figure out of the corner of my eye. He raised his hand and said hello, "How about lunch, Uncle Lin."
Uncle Lin is the administrator of the library of Ping An Welfare Institute. He is a kind and friendly person. Not only their teachers, but also the children like him.
The man who called Uncle Lin was lame and his right arm was covered with burn scars. He smiled and nodded.
Wait for someone to leave.
The female teacher came over and asked, "Who is he?"
She is a new teacher and does not know the staff at the orphanage.
The male teacher had stayed in the orphanage for a long time and knew many things. He said to her:
"Uncle Lin came here two years ago. At the end of last year, several children were playing with oil lamps in the utility room. They accidentally knocked it over and the dormitory burned down. It was Uncle Lin who ran in and rescued them, and almost burned to death inside."
When the female teacher heard this, she couldn't help showing admiration.
I thought to myself.
No wonder Uncle Lin is so popular.
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The man who had eaten lunch walked through the corridor and walked to the library. Autumn was approaching, the air was damp and cold, and his lame leg was faintly painful, so he could only slow down and limp.
After walking for a while, he heard footsteps behind him and couldn't help but look back.
It was a long-haired girl wearing a light gray sweatshirt. Her head was lowered, and shadows covered her eyebrows. From his angle, he couldn't see anything.
There are many teachers coming and going on this road, so it’s not unusual to be followed by someone behind you.
But the man felt an inexplicable panic.
He didn't know why he was panicking, but he felt a slight chill creeping into his internal organs. When he walked under the noon sun, his back felt even more chilly.
The man couldn't help but quicken his pace, and the pain in his ankle became worse, but he couldn't care anymore and walked quickly into the crowd.
The next second, the surroundings suddenly changed.
When he opened his eyes, he was a pregnant woman, with a heavy bulging belly. He felt that his waist was about to be bent, and he had no choice but to stretch out his hands to support his waist.
His memory was blurry, except for the memory of this pregnant body. His name is Xia Fangfang, and he has a very happy family. He loves children and looks forward to the safe birth of the child in his belly every day.
He and his husband named their unborn child together.
The girl's name is An'an, and the boy's name is Lele.
The meaning of peace and joy.
Completely integrated with the memory of this body, he became Xia Fangfang.
He felt the movement of the fetus in his belly, his heart felt so soft, and deep affection gradually appeared in his eyes.
until.
He and his husband went to the hospital for a prenatal check-up and came out. They donated 100 yuan to the poor father of a child who was kneeling outside the door and prayed sympathetically.
——I wish your child will be safe.
Return home.
The husband was killed by a man who followed him.
And he was also raped, humiliated and bullied by men, and his thin abdominal skin was even cut open, and there were still angry children dug out——
"Child...my child..."
He cried bitterly and desperately begged that the man could spare his child.
But what he got was the man's proud and excited laughter.
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The man collapsed on the ground panting, unable to stand up. All the experiences he encountered were extremely real and immersive.
And Xia Fangfang felt a thousand times more pain and despair than he did.
His bulging eyeballs were bloodshot and filled with tears. Returning to the familiar corridor, following him, a long-haired girl in a sweatshirt was standing in front of him.
The man reacted and quickly knelt on the ground to beg for mercy. He hit his forehead hard on the hard marble floor and broke his head. The ground was soaked with blood.
"I'm sorry, I'm already atoning for my sins, please let me go... I will try my best to be a good person, and it's okay to hand me over to the police. Please don't kill me..."
After killing the couple the year before last, he stopped doing evil, escaped to other areas, changed his face, changed his mind, and became the administrator of the library of this Ping An Welfare Institute.
He will also enter the dungeon every time, with a player level of 26.
He took out all the props in his backpack and gave them to the people in front of him.
Jiang Yao took a step back to prevent the blood from his forehead from falling on himself. He turned the buttons between his fingers without looking at the pile of low-level props on the ground.
As his body shook more and more violently, he heard a savior-like voice.
"You go."
Jiang Yao looked calm.
The man was delighted when he heard the sound, and ran away stumbling, rolling and crawling.
Before he could even take two steps, he realized something was wrong. His vision became lower and he couldn't leave this corridor after running for a long time.
He looked down and his eyes widened in horror.
The body was separated, and the bloody upper body fell not far away. As he fell down, he was torn apart in an instant and could not be broken into pieces.
The girl in the sweatshirt said with a chuckle, like a devil from hell.
"I'm just kidding, do you really believe it?"
The fear in the eyes of the man who was not dead was filled with resentment.
"I, I won't let you go!! I..."
He died before finishing his curse words.
When I woke up again, I had entered a horror world and became a weirdo. He had committed many evil deeds during his lifetime and died so miserably that he suddenly became a terrifying monster.
You can choose a dungeon and enter it to become a monster.
The man was so resentful that after the girl in the sweatshirt entered the dungeon, he followed her into the same dungeon and then brutally killed her.
But what he never expected was.
A thick leaden gray fog suddenly filled the surroundings, and the sound of chains colliding could be heard in the gray fog.
As the gray mist approached, all kinds of shrill and painful screams flooded into my ears.
The man immediately ran away.
The cold chains cuffed his neck instantly. He waved his limbs and was dragged into the gray mist by the chains like a torn sack.
The pain was so severe that he could no longer move.
What awaits him will be endless pain.
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Reality.
After cleaning up the body, Jiang Yao fed the black cat lying on his shoulder a ration, which cost her 10,000 thriller coins.
It was the black cat who created an immersive illusion for Scumbag, allowing him to taste the pain that his victims had suffered.
"Well done."
she praised.
The black cat was so hungry that it was still angry with her for taking so long to release it from the [contract]. He snorted coldly and ate the monster rations.
Jiang Yao sighed and said, "Hey, I don't have a penny in my account, so I bought you rations. I haven't had lunch yet, I'm so hungry."
Black Cat: "…………"
