Zhou Can came to the window on the side of the gallery. Although the windows were locked, it was a small problem for him.
He slipped in directly through the window and came to the place where Manager Li had brought them for the first time. He knocked on the wall in the order and method Fu Guanmo ordered. A "click" sounded in the quiet gallery and the door opened.
Zhou Can's eyes were filled with surprise. He didn't expect Fu Guanmo to guess correctly.
However, behind this door is the small exhibition hall, which contains some other paintings by Painter Wu. Other than that, there are no other abnormalities.
The sound of patrolling footsteps was heard outside the door, and Zhou Can was hiding behind the door, alone.
After the man passed by, Zhou Can followed him quietly.
After patrolling a full circle, the man found a place to sit and rest. Zhou Can sat in the darkness not far away and took a rest.
The man rested for a while and then started patrolling again. Nothing was wrong.
Until late night comes.
Even Zhou Can almost vomited when he saw that scene.
In the middle of the night, the man completed his last patrol, then found a place to take out his pen and ink. He saw the man peeling off his own skin, revealing his true face.
It wasn't a human being at all, it was just a human figure made of minced meat. Even from such a distance, you could smell the rotten smell.
Then it took the paintbrush and began to paint facial features on its own face.
Zhou Can watched it finish all this. Zhou Can was a little dozed off because there was no danger.
This scene made Zhou Can so sick that he no longer felt sleepy, and all his drowsiness disappeared.
After he finished painting his facial features, he looked in the mirror and said, "My level has improved a lot, but I don't know when the master will reward me with thousands of years of ink, so that I don't have to take it off every day and touch it up. It's too troublesome."
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Another person with exactly the same appearance came over to change the shift. Zhou Can was a little hesitant. Should he continue to stare at the previous one or follow the current one?
After hesitating for a moment, he decided to follow the person he had followed before.
The person came to the sketch, and since there was no way to follow it up, Zhou Can could only write down its movements.
All this happened last night, it was already early in the morning when Zhou Can returned to the hotel.
Hearing the movement in the next room, Tong Mu suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Fu Guanmo beside him and asked, "Is Zhou Can back?"
"Yes, let him sleep first. He should have seen something extraordinary tonight." Fu Guanmo didn't know clearly, but he could vaguely guess something.
Tong Mu nodded and fell asleep peacefully in Fu Guanmo's arms again.
Early the next morning, according to the previous few days, Zhou Can would definitely rush to Tong Mu's room to have breakfast, but he didn't come today, and Bian Yu was full of expectations.
Today's breakfast was vegetarian. Bian Yu was still waiting to eat meat. Looking at the plate of green vegetables, his face was full of displeasure.
"Eat, from today on, you can only eat vegetarian food." Fu Guanmo announced a very important matter in a light voice.
Bian Yu didn't understand. Zhou Can walked into Tong Mu's room with a dark circle under his eyes. Looking at the vegetarian dishes brought, he agreed with Fu Guanmo's words, "Indeed, vegetarianism is good. What kind of meat should we eat?"
"What did you see last night? You held the toilet and vomited for so long when you came back last night?" Bian Yu turned his head and looked at Zhou Can and asked, with a bit of disgust on his face. After all, hearing Zhou Can's voice made him feel a little uncomfortable.
"Little brat, you eat first. I'll tell you after you finish. I'm afraid you won't be able to eat anymore if I tell you." Zhou Can thought of the scene last night again, and he didn't have much appetite in the first place.
There is no more.
Bian Yu looked at Zhou Can's uncomfortable expression and did not continue to ask any more questions. He honestly put today's dinner into his mouth as if he were eating grass.
Tong Mu didn't eat much. She only ate a half-full meal. She had a hunch that what Zhou Can said would be disgusting and she would vomit if she ate too much. It was better to eat less.
Fu Guanmo looked at Tong Mu distressedly. He really couldn't bear to have Tong Mu suffer all these things in the game, but if this were not the case, Tong Mu's life would be particularly painful. He could only use his own way to try his best to accompany her.
Protect her.
"Tell me, what exactly did you see?" Tong Mu was already prepared.
Zhou Can took a deep breath, and then deliberately brought two trash cans and placed them in front of the two of them, "Don't hold them too far, I'm afraid you two will vomit on the carpet later, which will look too disgusting."
After doing all this, he spoke.
"That thing is just a puddle of rotten flesh. After taking off the skin, there is corpse water dripping from it." Zhou Can described it carefully.
Tong Mu was okay, at least she was mentally prepared.
But Bian Yu, firstly because he was young, and secondly because he was not mentally prepared and started vomiting while holding the trash can.
Zhou Can glanced at the embarrassed Bian Yu, "However, I know how the door behind the sketch was opened. According to my guess, it should be their dormitory. Because of their own reasons, there
It’s normal to smell rot or blood.”
Although Tong Mu didn't vomit, her face didn't look that good either.
Fu Guanmo patted Tong Mu's back gently, "How about letting Zhou Can and Bian Yu do the next thing? You just stay in the hotel. They don't dare to cause trouble here."
Tong Mu glanced at Bian Yu, turned to look at Fu Guanmo and said, "Do you think Bian Yu can still go there if he's like this? I'm afraid he will vomit as soon as he walks into the gallery and sees the people inside."
When Bian Yu heard this, he raised his head and looked at Tong Mu, "I...vomited~" without saying a word, he started vomiting while holding the trash can again.
"Bian Yu, just stay in the hotel. I'm not that fragile. You don't have to worry about me." Tong Mu comforted Fu Guanmo.
Tong Mu was wondering if he should find two more helpers. After all, he encountered a pile of rotten and smelly meat. It was uncomfortable to imagine this scene.
And if this kind of thing has no skin, its combat effectiveness will be reduced by half, and it will be easier to deal with more people.
However, there are probably only a few people who can hold back their nausea and fight after seeing rotten flesh, right?
"How many surviving players are left now?" Even so, Tong Mu still wanted to count.
Because the number of players staying is all counted by the hotel, Fu Guanmo knows the number of people very well, "There are still a dozen or so left. Do you want to unite everyone?"
Tong Mu nodded, "After all, we don't know exactly how many people are in the gallery. The gallery looks calm on the surface, but is actually very dangerous. If there are more of us, the winning rate will be much greater."
After Fu Guanmo listened, he did not agree. This chapter has been completed!