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Chapter 4 The Fear Transformer

[Dart throwing distance > 4m, meets the standards!]

【Rove wheel start!】

【Please throw!】

The turntable nailed into the bedroom door panel began to rotate, making a "cracking" friction sound, and colorful water waves rippled like a pitch-black dart in the air, like a drunken poisonous bee ferociously sucking into the bright petals.

The roulette stopped and turned, and the dart was nailed to the bright red area - [Courage]!

The bright red blood, like sticky blood, penetrated into Chen Chao's eyes strangely, quietly swallowing up the fear flowing in the eyes. The dense bloodshots were like spider webs that wrapped their eyes around, reflecting the dark eyes without any impurities.

【Blood gives courage!】

A line of information flashed through Chen Chao's mind, and a transparent thermometer appeared on the retina, and the mercury inside rose sharply as if boiling.

【Fear transformation is completed!】

【Random conversion effect - courage!】

[The fear value is cleared, the courage value is 21, the numerical transformation is superimposed, the calculation is... The final courage value is 174, exceeding the first critical threshold, and the b-level b-buff is enabled...]

[The pain is weakened by 74%, the pain is alert mechanism is blocked, the nerve reaction rate is increased by 126%, the attention concentration is increased by 174%. In the state of continuous blood loss, every 50ml of blood is lost, the epinephrine secretion surges, and the muscle activity is superimposed by 10%!]

Fear was like paint washed away by makeup remover, fading along the texture of the skin's gullies, and the stiff skin gradually relaxed due to fear. Chen Chao reached out to touch the stubble with his chin. Listening to the harsh sound of hitting the door outside, the corners of his mouth naturally revealed two neat and white teeth.

"The roar of blood flowing through the blood vessels came from my ears, and I also smelled the desire of blood to seep out of my pores in my breath. This was the courage to overflow and roared in my body~"

Chen Chao took off his wet pajamas, exposed his thin dry chest and his belly that was storing fat. Then he pulled out a folded wrinkled sleeveless vest from the foot of the bed and put it on. He smashed his lower lips and said proudly: "It turns out that in my useless body, what has always lived is a warrior's heart!"

Get up, get out of bed, open the bedroom door, and turn on the lights.

The dim light illuminates the living room. In the middle of the coffee table filled with snacks and garbage bags is an apple that has been chewed off, and a fruit knife is inserted on it.

He pulled up the knife and put the apple into his mouth. His sharp teeth made a crisp sound. Chen Chao wiped the blade clean with his clothes and clenched it tightly. Then he turned around and walked step by step towards the security door that seemed to fall apart at any time.

The "clang" sound of the security door hitting, the "clang" sound of chewing apples with mouths, and the "clang" sound of flip-flops stepping on the wooden floor, overlapping perfectly.

Swallowed the last bite of apple, spit out the kernel and fell to the ground. Chen Chao suddenly twisted the door lock and pulled open the inner wooden door.

Through the striped iron railings, the corridor outside the security door was quiet and empty, only the quiet darkness passed through the seams and reflected the black lines between Chen Chao's feet.

"No one?"

Chen Chao involuntarily constructed a picture in his mind, and a figure stood motionless against the corridor wall, with his white and sick eyes staring at the light coming from the door without blinking.

gloomy!

Scared!

Chen Chao held the knife in his right hand and hid it behind his back. He kicked the apple core with a flip-flop. The irregular fruit core was like a piece of gravel hitting the iron railing door, making a loud "clang" sound.

The sudden collision echoed in the narrow and quiet corridor, which was obviously particularly harsh and scary, but strangely, like a steamed bun smashing into the mud pool, and it sank into the "guru" and quietly did not even make any ripples of water.

"It was late at night, and there was such a big noise in the corridor that no one came out to curse people. The tenants in the building were collectively deaf today?"

Chen Chao noticed something was wrong. You should know that when he turned the TV up at night, the old woman next door would bark in the corridor like a bitch in the heat; and as long as he got up at night to swear, and when he opened the door, various versions and frequencies of snoring sounds were heard one after another, like a reverb speaker with explosive penetration in the late night channel, which was a magical sound.

The rented houses in the self-built building do not have separate bathrooms, but are shared toilets in the corridors. They are slightly higher than dry toilets. They are ditches-like squatting pits, and you can hear the sparse sound of water flowing from morning to night.

And at this moment, there is nothing!

The silence of death was left with only my breathing and heartbeat, just like the only living person left in this self-built building.

Could it be that the one who knocked on the door just now...

Is it a ghost?

The air I was breathing was cold and the soles of my feet should be combined with a chill to jump up from the ground. However... the toes on the flip-flops were just a little itchy, and they snuggled up to each other and scratched them. Chen Chao was so scared.

He is such a terrifying suspense writer! (▼ヘ▼#)

He took another step forward, and his head pressed against the cold iron railing without hesitation. His cheeks rolled on the keyboard and rolled left and right on the door. His fearless eyes cleverly swept across the walls on both sides of the door.

The expected dark shadow is not there. What comes into view are wrinkled and peeled walls, solidified oily tables and sticky stoves, as well as gas tanks hidden at the bottom of the table and tool holders placed against the wall on the table.

The rental houses in self-built buildings are all two compartments in small suites, not even independent bathrooms, let alone luxurious independent kitchens. Tenants have always occupied public spaces in water rooms, but Chen Chao was unable to seize the seat, fortunately he could only place the stove in the corridor at the door.

"Knocking the doorman? Where are you hiding? I'm going to open the door~"

The faint sound floated in the corridor, and the echo without impurities was ethereal and weird!

It was obvious that I was calling, but the hearing senses seemed to be disordered, and the sound quality was a strange coldness, not like it was emitted from my mouth, but more like it was slowly floating from the darkness.

Click!

The lock core rotated, and the rusty security door made a "hilarious" friction sound against the ground. The blocked dim light flowed out with the push door, illuminating a narrow rectangular area. Chen Chao's shadow reflected in the corridor, half on the ground and half extending into the opposite wall.

After waiting for three seconds, he didn't hear any movement, nor did he wait until the black shadow suddenly rushed out of a corner, and a flip-flop stepped out steadily. Then Chen Chao stepped out of the room and was in the area where light was cast.

The clear light is like a sharp sword piercing into the darkness, dim and straight, and with the contrast of light, the darkness on the other end of the corridor looks even darker and deeper, like a tidal and silently wriggling esophagus leading to the monster's stomach sac.

The rotten stench filled the air, like a slurry pool where food residues were piled up in the backyard of a restaurant. A hyena soaked in it and gnawed at the corpse of a rat crawled out from it. The turbid liquid was splashed on the ground, walls, and ceiling...

Forgive the writers' overly active brain cells, especially suspense writers who are accustomed to depicting such disgusting images. When they smell the smell in the air, Chen Chao couldn't control his imagination, which made him suddenly feel a little uncomfortable in his stomach and a layer of fine goose bumps suddenly appeared on the skin on the surface of his arms exposed to the air.

"Courage can block fear, but it cannot block discomfort caused by foul smell, bad reviews!"

"And, under the state of b-level buff, the increase in attention concentration will undoubtedly amplify the sense of the senses. In other words, the stench is magnified by 1.74 times. What a fuck!"

Chen Chao used his strong willpower to suppress the acidic smell of gastrointestinal peristalsis crawling out of the esophagus, and waved his hand to fan the air that could not be dispelled. He was not afraid of the danger in the darkness. He even glared at the other end of the corridor with his eyes. He could feel a vicious look at each other.

"No matter whether you are a human or a ghost, I thought you would suddenly rush out and start a striking attack, but I didn't expect that you were planning to suffocate me with a stench. It was really... so despicable and insidious!"

The danger hidden in the darkness seems to be even more vicious and cunning than Chen Chao expected!

"As a suspense writer who combines wisdom and courage, what I like most is the challenge of coexisting unknown and danger!" Chen Chao raised his fruit knife and pointed it at the darkness, sneering: "You, wait for me!"
Chapter completed!
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