Chapter 033 Zombie Lover (16)
[Fuck, I just said I was hungry and wanted to eat cooked meat and drink wine.]
[Hahahaha, did the boss just dive into a pool of blood? ]
[How weird! ]
[Why did the boss cut off Zhang Linu's hands, but other illusions were not broken except for his own? How did the boss get out just now? It was too fast and I couldn't see it clearly.]
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Xie Chi recalled what happened a minute ago, his eyes were cold.
He originally thought that after killing all the puppets, the illusion would automatically disintegrate, but in fact it did not.
After the puppet dies, the illusion still persists.
——Killing the puppet does not mean leaving the illusion.
Killing the puppet only means that there is nothing in this illusion that can endanger the actor's life, but the actor may still starve to death in the illusion because he cannot find the exit of the illusion.
Even if they managed to survive, it was still a dead end, because the actors' mission time was limited. After the shooting time, the actors who were still trapped in the illusion were deemed dead and would never have the chance to escape from the horror movie.
So...cutting off Zhang Linu's hand became the only solution.
Horror movies play tricks on their actors.
The actor thought he could get out by pulling out the silk thread, but in fact he destroyed his own life. Once the silk thread was broken, the crisis in front of them disappeared, but they could no longer follow the silk thread in the puppet's body to find Zhang Linu, and where Zhang Linu was was the exit of the illusion.
It is actually very simple to get out of the illusion. Zhang Linu needs to put his hand or fingers into the illusion to control the puppet. That is where the illusion and reality are connected. The place where Zhang Linu's hand comes in is the exit of the illusion.
Xie Chi walked to the place where Zhang Linu's severed hand fell, and gently bumped into what looked like a wall, and got out smoothly.
Xie Chi looked back at the glass cube. On one side of the cube, there was a fist-sized hole, which was where Zhang Linu's hand went in, and also where he came out.
He crashed out from there and entered the control room where Zhang Linu was .
In the huge control room, besides his own wine pool and meat forest, there are more than a dozen other glass cubes with different layouts.
Zhang Linu lost too much blood and his face turned pale as paper. He was convulsing in pain and twitching on the ground like an earthworm. The ground where his wrist was broken was a pool of blood and the air around him was fishy and disgusting.
Zhang Linu gritted his teeth until his tongue was broken by his teeth. He finally managed to hold his breath. His voice was sharp and full of malice: "Hahahaha, so what if you came out? Isn't it great that your entire army was annihilated ? You cut all the threads outside their illusion, and they will never find the exit! You killed them all!"
Xie Chi's face darkened and he couldn't help but clench his hands.
Zhang Linu panted and added, "Those idiots might still be thanking you for saving them, only to find that they can't get out of the illusion. How wonderful it is, the feeling of hope flashing and then shattered. I lost my hand, but so many people were buried with me. It's not a loss, hahahaha."
"I remember that you had a good relationship with the guy with scales on his face and the blind guy? Hahahaha, they are not far from death. They will hate you to the bone during the long wait for death!"
Zhang Linu looked ferocious and crazy, but his eyes were gray. To a puppeteer, hands were more important than his life. Without his hands, there was no meaning for him to live.
What's more, he lost all his puppets, which were the result of all his hard work over the years.
It’s all because of him!
Zhang Linu stared at Xie Chi who was looking down at him, trying to find a trace of pain and regret on his face to comfort himself, but Xie Chi tilted his head and smiled at him: "You are so stupid."
Zhang Linu's eyes widened in disbelief.
Xie Chi thought: "Brother."
The next second, Zhang Linu saw the man raise his foot with an indifferent expression and kick all the glass cubes in the control room one by one.
The sound of broken glass was inspiring. A rain of broken glass fell all over the sky. Xie Xinglan easily dodged it. Several pieces of broken glass pierced into Zhang Linu's body, bringing another wave of extreme pain. Amid Zhang Linu's heart-wrenching howls, Xie Chi slowly squatted down and waved his beautiful fist at Zhang Linu. "Yes, the exit of the illusion was only as big as a fist and was difficult to find. But now, anyone can get out, right?"
Zhang Linu's chest rose and fell violently, and he was completely hopeless. He never expected that his perfect plan would be vulnerable to this man. He never thought that there would be such a barbaric and unreasonable way to break the situation.
Zhang Linu closed his eyes in pain.
The next second, there were suddenly two more people in the control room, which originally had only two people in it.
Lu Wen and Yue Xiuming came out.
When Lu Wen saw Xie Chi, his eyes turned red with excitement, while Yue Xiuming avoided his gaze and quietly retreated little by little, moving towards the door of the control room.
Compared to Lu Wen's bruises all over his body, Yue Xiuming only had shallow scratches on his body.
Xie Chi waited for another ten seconds, his expression changed slightly: "Where's Yan Jing?"
Why didn't Yan Jing come out? There were exits to the illusion everywhere, so why didn't he come out?
Xie Chi glanced around the room, and finally fixed his eyes on Yue Xiuming's face. Yue Xiuming had already moved to the door, and suddenly met Xie Chi's sharp eyes. His heart trembled, and he lied with trembling lips: "Why are you looking at me! He and I are not in the same illusion."
Xie Chi said nothing, just looked at him.
Yue Xiuming's scalp tingled, and he said stubbornly, "He was blind. Isn't it normal for a person to die in a fantasy world? Don't vent your anger on me just because I had a grudge against you before. What does this have to do with me?"
"Then why are you running?" Xie Chi's eyes were filled with coldness. Zhang Linu was about to bite his tongue to commit suicide behind him. Xie Xinglan reacted very quickly and pinched his jaw with his backhand.
Lu Wen was stunned for a second, then immediately took off his clothes and threw them to Xie Xinglan: "Take it!"
Xie Xinglan took it, crumpled the clothes into a ball, and stuffed it into Zhang Linu's mouth.
Xie Chi still needs to extract information from Zhang Linu, so Zhang Linu cannot die for the time being.
Xie Xinglan pulled out a rope from the wooden table on the side and tightly tied up Zhang Linu's bleeding limbs, and the blood flow immediately slowed down.
When Xie Chi looked back again, Yue Xiuming was no longer in the control room. It was obvious that he had escaped during the chaos.
Lu Wen's eyes turned red and his voice was hoarse: "Is the mirror dead?"
Lu Wen moved his lips again and again, and finally said the terrible possibility. Lu Wen angrily hammered the wall, obviously hating his own incompetence.
Xie Chi was silent for a few seconds, then said calmly: "It has nothing to do with you, don't blame yourself."
Lu Wen raised his head suddenly, his eyes full of disbelief: "You..."
It was indeed what Xie Chi said, but was Xie Chi not sad at all? Such a person was admirable, but at the same time, one wanted to... stay away from him.
Because he is too rational and too ruthless, it seems that no one can leave the slightest trace in his heart. He will not be sad for anyone, and he doesn't care about anything except himself.
Xie Chi stood up: "I tried my best, I deserve it from everyone. He didn't make it, I just helped him get revenge, there's nothing else to worry about."
"Brother, it hurts so much..." An extremely weak voice suddenly came from the empty control room.
Xie Chi's pupils suddenly shrank.
Lu Wen turned around tremblingly, unable to believe his ears.
There was another familiar figure on the ground covered with broken glass. He was lying on his back, trying to get up, and the blood oozing from his abdomen was increasing.
Xie Chi strode over and helped him up from the broken glass. Yan Jing hugged his neck happily, smiled happily, and said in a very low voice: "I definitely won't be able to see Grandpa again, but, but I can try my best to crawl back to see Brother Xie..."
Lu Wen's eyes turned redder and redder, and finally he couldn't hold it in anymore, he covered his mouth and choked with sobs.
Xie Chi clenched his hands slightly. He was not used to being relied upon so strongly.
He took off his clothes and tied a knot around Yan Jing's waist to temporarily suppress the blood flow.
Yan Jing was very light, Xie Chi suddenly picked him up and said calmly: "He is not dead yet, there is still a way."
His face was stained with blood and his expression was cold and indifferent.
"Lu Wen, let's go."
Xie Chi rushed out of the control room in a hurry. Lu Wen was about to catch up with him. He looked back at Zhang Linu on the ground, lifted him onto his shoulder, and quickly caught up with Xie Chi.
Yan Jing smiled and started to talk: "Brother, aren't you handsome? I haven't enjoyed the treatment of being carried like a princess yet, I'm so satisfied, don't walk so fast, don't fall, I know my situation, I can't survive, you don't have to do this, it's useless, I can't make it until the end of the movie, you, you just need to talk to me."
Xie Chi: "Yeah."
Yan Jing spat out large mouthfuls of blood: "Brother, I haven't said thank you to you yet. I thought there was a long way to go. I like you and admire you so much. Since I was a child, besides grandpa, you are the only one who has been good to me. Every time you call me brother, it is sincere. I'm sorry that I can't help you. This is my biggest regret..."
Xie Chi: "Stop talking, save your energy."
Yan Jing shook his head: "I know I'm noisy, but I'm too lonely. After grandpa passed away, no one talked to me anymore. Sometimes I would squat in the yard and talk to the chickens and ducks that grandpa raised..."
Xie Chi: "Shut up."
Yan Jing smiled: "Brother, you are really ruthless, cold and hard. Have you been hurt a lot? Then I hope you will meet many people who love you in the future, okay?"
Xie Chi stopped talking.
Lu Wenzhui quickly browsed the APP store behind him, but there was no way to save Yan Jing's life.
Yan Jing was not injured by a human, he was hurt by a puppet with a residual soul. His injuries could not be cured by ordinary medical equipment.
Lu Wen's face turned pale little by little, and Yan Jing seemed to be doomed to die.
Xie Chi answered Yan Jing in a deep voice while thinking about ways to save him. If the person died, he would erase the person, and if the person was not dead, he would do his best to save him.
Thoughts flashed through his mind, and one method after another was rejected.
Catching a zombie and letting Yan Jing turn into a corpse, then feeding him tooth powder to detoxify, seems feasible. After being bitten by a zombie, the blood flow in the human body will slow down, making it semi-invulnerable to swords and guns, which is enough to resist serious physical damage. But Yan Jing can't wait that long. Even if he really catches a zombie, Yan Jing will most likely turn into a zombie immediately after being bitten, because he is dying and cannot resist the spread of corpse poison at all.
A zombie that has completely transformed cannot be saved by tooth powder.
Yue Xiuming killed Zhou Tong and was not punished, which is enough to prove that the corpse of a person turned into a zombie after being bitten. APP does not recognize him as an actor. If he turns Yan Jing into a zombie, Yan Jing will remain in horror movies forever.
Even if Yan Jing could barely withstand the invasion of the corpse poison, it would take time for the tooth powder to detoxify. He would most likely not be able to wait until the poison was detoxified. Moreover, after the detoxification, the injuries on his body would still be there and he would still have to endure the severe pain. It was like suffering a lot and returning to the starting point.
It was basically a futile effort. Moreover, in the prosperous Huai'ao Town, the only zombie he had was the one in Lady Zhao's house, and the poison in that zombie was so strong...
Yan Jing couldn't bear it.
Is there any way to temporarily save Yan Jing's life and help him live until the end of the film without depriving him of his identity as an actor?
Xie Chikong took action, opened the APP, and typed "definition of actor" in the APP search box.
The APP seemed to know what he was thinking, and gave a very considerate answer - [The body can be damaged at various levels, such as having limbs cut off or even beheaded (provided that the person is alive), but as long as the intelligence is preserved completely and not lost at all, it still belongs to the actor.]
Xie Chi seemed to be thinking about something, so Zhou Tong was judged not to be an actor because he turned into a low-level zombie and lost his intelligence.
In other words, Yan Jing's body can have all kinds of problems, but as long as he can preserve Yan Jing's intelligence and he can still think intactly, he will still be an actor.
But generally speaking, when the body dies, the intelligence also disappears.
Was there any special situation that allowed him to preserve Yan Jing's intelligence?
Xie Chi went downstairs and wanted to find someone to stop the bleeding, but he bumped into Taoist Master Lianxi who broke in through the door.
Taoist Master Lianxi's butt was broken in two, and he kept yelling "Ouch" on the ground. After finally seeing who it was, he grabbed Xie Chi and said in shock: "Little brother, why are you here? How is your master?"
"Dead." Xie Chi said briefly. He didn't want to waste time. Just as he was about to leave, he heard Taoist Lianxi crying on the ground: "I should have given up driving corpses and come with him. It's all my fault! I shouldn't have eaten noodles at the stall. I should have rushed to this shabby Ladies' Building immediately..."
Xie Chi suddenly stopped and asked: "Why did you come to the Ladies' Building first instead of going to the Zhao family to find my master?"
Taoist Master Lianxi stopped crying and sobbed, "When I first arrived at Huai'ao Town, I felt that this was a place of four yins. The yin energy was spreading, and evil was overwhelming. There must be a demon causing trouble. I originally wanted to wait and find my junior brother, so I came here to catch the demon first, but I didn't expect..."
Xie Chi was stunned for two seconds, then leaned over and grabbed him by the collar: "You said this is the Four Yin Land?!"
Taoist Master Lianxi was frightened by him and said tremblingly: "Yes, yes..."
Xie Chi suddenly thought of something, and gently put Yan Jing on the ground. He strode to Lu Wen and took out the clothes stuffed in Zhang Linu's mouth: "Let me ask you, is the blood in the blood pool in the control room the blood of a boy?"
Although he didn't know what Xie Chi was thinking, Zhang Linu would rather die than let him have his way. He grinned and said, "No! Don't even think about getting anything . I'm not afraid of death at all."
Xie Chi took in Zhang Linu's reaction and sneered, "I already know."
He stuffed Zhang Linu's mouth roughly again.
If Zhang Linu and Zhao Niangzi were in cahoots, then it would be clear where the missing children in Huai'ao Town had gone.
——Those children were killed in the Ladies' Building to take their blood. The blood of boys should be the material for weaving the illusion.
But the boy's blood can not only be used to weave illusions, but also to... refine corpses. Coupled with the four yin places where yin energy gathers, the refined eight trigrams that help absorb yin energy, and the Taoist Master Lianxi who is proficient in various arts, it seems... everything is ready.
Xie Chi came to Taoist Master Lianxi again, dusted him off, and said with a gentle smile: "Uncle Master, you are so awesome, can you... make zombies out of living people?"
To cultivate the zombies on a living person, one needs the four yin places, the blood of a boy, the refined eight trigrams, a sorcerer, and a living person with a deep wish.
If successfully refined, it can preserve a person's intelligence, but make them possess the powerful fighting power of a zombie.
