“Woo woo woo woo…”

The crying became louder and heavier, mixed in the air, approaching quickly.

Zhai Nan raised his head and heard the heavy crying sounds of the same time, he saw those dead crying faces.

An old man's face was covered with pale and dirty folds, and tears emitting odor slid down the folds, and his mouth kept begging, "I feel so painful... Let me die!"

He suddenly stepped off the body of the red cape spiritual monster, dragging half of his transparent body, and slowly slid down.

There was a crackling sound in the air, and there seemed to be a force like electric current rushing over.

Through the old man's transparent body, you can see that on his lung lobe, there was a fist-sized white piece of meat growing.

And the old man's pain seemed to be due to it.

"Dongdong..."

The old man beat the ground hard, his body spasmed into a strange posture, and quickly crawled towards Zhai Nan.

I don't know why, but I actually climbed very quickly.

Facing against the ground, the eyes turned mechanically, facing Zhai Nan's eyes.

The corners of his eyes burst, and the translucent blood was flowing, and he looked at Zhai Nan in a daze and pain.

Zhai Nan stood quietly, allowing the old man to climb over, climb up his body, and wrap around his neck.

He felt an equally intense pain that appeared in his chest.

He wanted to cry a little.

...

A baby's face kept sucking something in his mouth, but he sucked it all in vain. Then he suddenly cried loudly, and while crying, he also slid down from the red-robed spiritual monster, dragging his abstract transparent body, and crawling around the room.

The baby was extremely fast, and fangs slowly grew in his mouth and his eyes turned terrifyingly pale.

It bit the sofa, the TV, and sniped everything.

But not satisfied.

So, the empty and hungry terrifying eyes were focused on Zhai Nan.

"Swish..."

The baby quickly hugged Zhai Nan's legs.

Because of excitement, the corners of his mouth were grinning to the ears, and there was sticky saliva hanging on his fangs.

“Aba Aba…”

It clapped its hands, like praying before dinner.

Thank you for finding the food.

At the same time, Zhai Nan's throat rolled slowly.

An amazing feeling of hunger slipped up from the stomach.

He was so hungry that he wanted to vomit and wanted to eat all the living things.

The next moment, a woman's crying face quickly slipped out. She was not wearing any clothes, translucent like a ghost's body, like a layer of cloth covering the bones, shriveled and thin.

She opened her mouth and cried silently, but she seemed unable to shed tears because she was too dry.

She didn't have a drop.

In this way, she crawled towards Zhai Nan's feet in a posture that all sentient beings suffer, hugged the baby, and hugged Zhai Nan.

The crackling current sound became louder and louder, and the orange-red light bulb was disturbed by some strange force, dimming from time to time, making it look like a haunted house.

Zhai Nan felt inexplicably in her heart, and she felt guilty and wanted to cry.

It's like pressing up a mountain.

...

Another woman's face, she is much plump, and she can actually see many layers of spiritual layers of different levels of transparency on her pale and translucent face...

...It's like unfitting makeup.

Even if there is only the paleness of a dead person, the woman still exudes a strong smell of dust.

For some reason, she was not crying, she smiled happily and was very flattering.

But tears kept falling from the corners of her eyes.

She slid out of the spiritual monster, without clothes on her body, and layer by layer of fat piled up. She slowly crawled onto Zhai Nan, stretched out her tongue like a snake, and licked it like a dog.

The eyes were dull and motionless.

Zhai Nan suddenly developed a disgust for himself. He hated his body very much, but he had to do this.

So, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth to please his beloved, but tears slowly slid down the corners of his eyes.

...

...

The red cape spiritual monster was like raining, and countless pale faces dripped out, dragging their incomplete bodies, climbing up the walls and climbing up the ceiling. Some were in pain, some were furious, some were irritated, and some were irritated. They had various characteristics, and seemed to be doing something that made them very painful, without exception, which made them cry.

Zhai Nan stood in front.

So, together, they crawled here from all directions, and then they were like blood-sucking leeches, tightly wrapped around Zhai Nan's body, like layers of possessed ghosts that could not be removed.

"What the hell is this thing?"

Zhai Nan's heart was full of depression.

It was not because he felt despair, but because his spirit was affected. He seemed to be able to feel the despair and depression in everyone's hearts with the resonance caused by these layers of human beings, which were driven by the crying.

And these emotions have become a kind of pollution in turn.

Let him feel despair constantly.

How strong is the mental residue here?

Only by allowing yourself to be affected so seriously?

...

At this time, the little boy who was blocked by Zhai Nan screamed in horror.

Zhai Nan's body was already covered with the mentally remnants of human faces.

So much so that Zhai Nan looked like a feather duster covered with crying faces.

A strong smell came out of him.

Darkness, despair, death silence, pain, giving up... all kinds of scents that make people want to cry.

Usually the smell does not make people feel unnecessary emotions, and can only be described as odor or fragrance, but the moment this smell pours into the little boy's nose, it makes him feel uncomfortable and tremble heavily, instinctively disgusted, and want to stay away.

If Zhai Nan is wearing a red robe, he may be no different from the red cape spiritual monster not far away.

So, the painful face that followed was a little numb when looking at Zhai Nan's body...

My face was dull for a moment... I had no place to stay.

There was a man's face that even trembled, "I have intensive phobia..."

The crying was even more miserable.

Then, when they saw the little boy behind Zhai Nan, their eyes lit up.

Dull, mechanical, crawled over.

Compared with Zhai Nan, the spiritual power emitted by the little boy seems insignificant.

But after all, he was empty.

...

...

"I'll introduce it formally, I'm a painter."

"Out-staff staff of the branch."

"It is also the tester of this pseudo-S-level program."

By the empty old building street, the ragged painter raised his head from behind the drawing board and looked at Tai Sui and Pei Yu.

Tai Sui nodded stiffly.

I took a look at Zhai Nan. Since the painter picked up the painting board, Zhai Nan's body has never moved again.
Chapter completed!