This inexplicable self-confidence made Xiaolan feel more at ease.
However, unlike Xiaolan herself, Wenling's judgment must be based on her ability.
"He...won't he catch us?"
Wenling didn't seem to be afraid at all, pointing at the head and saying, "Fake."
"Fake?" After hearing Wenling's words, Xiaolan bravely poked the head with her finger.
The first thing you will notice is the elastic feel of plastic products.
Xiaolan also poked a dimple on its face.
"How could there be a fake one? The one we saw in the living room just now was definitely real."
"Yeah!" Wen Ling nodded.
"Do you know where it really is?" Xiaolan asked casually.
As a result, Wen Ling directly raised his finger and pointed at the small compartment door in front of them, "Here."
"..."
"So, the real ghost is ambushing us at the door."
Wen Ling raised his thumb and said, "Yeah!"
This is really happy.
Xiao Lan looked at Wen Ling with a happy face, wondering if she should give her to the male ghost as a gift.
"emmm...then what should we do?"
Wen Ling also crossed his arms and made a distressed expression.
Xiaolan's eyes swept around the narrow compartment.
Apart from myself and Wen Ling, there is nothing else here. Of course, if I can remove the squat toilet on the ground, that will be another matter.
It's not like Xiaolan hasn't tried to mobilize the spiritual tide, but obviously, that thing will not exist following the avatar.
Fighting a kitchen knife with bare hands is outrageous.
At least you need to find something to block it.
thing……
thing?
Both of their eyes focused on the plastic ghost face above their head.
They grabbed Ghostface and pulled him hard towards their cubicle.
It was not just a head. Following the ghostly face, there was also a plastic body as tall as a person. The workmanship of the body was much rougher than that of the head. The two of them held the huge ghost doll and held their breath as they looked towards the compartment door.
.
"Is he still there?" Xiaolan asked softly.
"Uh-huh."
"When you see a gap later, just run away," Xiaolan said in a breathy voice, "take the key to open the door, and remember to leave a door open for me."
"Uh-huh!"
"Keep your voice down, keep your voice down!..."
"Hmm." His voice was sweet.
"Huh--" Xiaolan took several deep breaths.
I have actually fallen to such a low point. I can still vividly remember how I was so powerful and refused to accept anyone. Now...
Xiaolan held the ghost doll in one hand and held the latch with the other hand.
"Click!"
Xiaolan and Wenling looked at each other.
"one two three!"
Bang!
Xiaolan kicked the door open, and the black shadow at the door raised its arms. Sure enough, a bloody kitchen knife hit her face.
Wenling took advantage of the male ghost's attention being attracted by Xiaolan, crouched down and swished away.
Xiaolan immediately raised the life-size model of the male ghost, and with a pop, the kitchen knife hit the model's head hard, and the model made a hissing sound of air leakage.
It’s actually an inflatable one?!
"Hey hey hey hey...die, all die...all have to die..."
The male ghost pulled out the kitchen knife again and raised his arm again.
Then, before Xiaolan could react, the male ghost screamed and fell backwards.
Wen Ling stood beside him, the leg that tripped the male ghost was still stretched out.
"Let's go!"
The door was already open. Wen Ling used a plastic bucket to hold it against the door while he ran to ambush the male ghost.
Okay, this head is much brighter than the mouth piece.
The male ghost struggled to get up. Xiaolan threw the model directly onto the male ghost, stepped on the model and jumped out.
Wen Ling held the door with one hand and held a plastic bucket with the other, jumping up and down in excitement, "Hurry up!"
"Coming, coming!"
In less than a minute, the two of them were panting heavily and fled to the toilet door.
Outside the door is a dark corridor. Only the green light coming from the toilet and a ray of white light not far away give the corridor an outline.
"There is a door!" Wen Ling pointed to the location of the white light.
"Wait a minute," Xiaolan stopped her, turned and closed the toilet door, "Give me the key."
Then, Xiaolan locked the toilet door from the outside.
"Let's go."
This time I felt more at ease. Xiaolan led Wen Ling to move near the white light. The white light penetrated into the corridor through a crack in the door. The door was slightly open. From outside the door, only a dazzling ball of light could be seen.
Light.
"Is there any danger inside?" Xiaolan pointed toward the door.
Wen Ling glanced inside again and shook his head.
"No danger?"
Wen Ling shook his head again, "I want to see."
"What does it mean to see? Are you not sure?" Xiaolan scratched her head, "It means... you will only know if there is any danger if you see it?"
"Uh-huh!"
Then...you have to go in if you are brave enough.
Xiaolan pushed open the door with one finger.
"squeak--"
The long sound of the door opening scratched Xiaolan's spirit. The crack in the door widened and white light shone on the two of them.
A bright incandescent lamp hangs from the ceiling in the room, reflecting the snow-white tiles throughout the room. A set of white wooden cupboards stretches across the room, and various kitchen utensils are placed on the countertop.
This is a clean and modern kitchen.
"Eat!" Wen Ling shouted.
There is a square dining table on the other side of the room. As Wen Ling said, there are two sets of cutlery and meals for two people on the dining table.
"Bang!"
The toilet door suddenly rang.
"He should be banging on the door, let's go in first."
After closing the kitchen door, Xiao Lan still watched with vigilance, but Wen Ling's eyes were firmly fixed on the food.
"Uh... Wen Ling, according to your observation, is there anything wrong with this food?"
Wen Ling's head shook like a rattle, "No!"
"That's true..."
However, we cannot rule out the possibility that she will lose her mind when she sees food.
At this time, a line of black characters suddenly appeared in the void.
The black words flashed, "Player Meal Time".
It's an announcement screen.
Wen Ling blinked quickly and pointed to the words on the announcement screen, as if he had found someone to support him.
"have a look!"
"So considerate, and even specially prepared the meal," Xiaolan finally nodded, and walked to the dining table with Wen Ling, "But that's right, it doesn't mean that this ten-day banquet usually lasts for several days, it's just that we don't know what we are in reality.
How to eat."
Wen Ling's mouth was instantly filled with food, he chewed and shouted, "It's delicious!"
Xiaolan gave Wen Ling some of the meat on the plate, and then began to review herself while eating.
This is the first meal after coming in. If the organizer of this game is not an evil capital that squeezes players, then half a day has passed now.
In half a day, I passed two levels.
I don’t know if it’s fast or slow.
Xiaolan looked at Wen Ling who was satisfied with his meal.
Since I and this master of prophecy, who has no intention of winning but only wants to play, are synchronized in time, the strength of the two of them should be the same in theory.
After all, he is also a master of prophecy, so he should...
Wen Ling finished eating, rubbed his belly and slumped down on the chair, his eyelids looking heavy.
"Sleepy."
Sleepy……
Xiaolan pursed her lips.
It seems that the two of them should be at the bottom.