Plague Doctor

"Dear viewers, this is the Nightmare Man, are you ready to experience a thrilling experience?"

Because Gu Jun could only open his eyes and look ahead, he couldn't see who the host was talking about, but looking at the audience in front, he already understood that the gang of black businessmen bought him from Zu Ge. The idea that money begets money.

In this foreign theater, there were three to four hundred spectators in different costumes, many of whom looked suspicious.

"Is this a weird spectacle?" A male audience member in a round hat shouted, "How can there be no more nightmares?"

"This man is really ugly." A purple-robed female audience member muttered to a friend, "How could his face be so ruined? I have seen a man who fell into boiling water and was scalded all over his body when he was a child, but he is not as bad as him. serious."

"Beautiful lady, this is how nightmares corrode him!" the host said loudly, "Next we will sting him, everyone, look into his eyes, so that you can see the nightmare. "

From the corner of his eye, Gu Jun saw a man in black robe walking over with a long, shiny silver needle.

"Stop!" He was anxious, angry, and a little scared, "Don't mess around."

However, he couldn't make a sound. The man in black robe walked up to him and stabbed his right eye with a long needle. Very quickly and skillfully, it hit the orbicularis oculi muscle, which did not damage his eyeball, but It caused a huge amount of pain.

The right eye was pricked once, and the left eye was pricked again.

"Ah..." Gu Jun screamed in pain in his consciousness. The pain immediately set off a frenzy in his mind, and the corrosive power exploded!

He knew that if he couldn't hold on, once his consciousness was shattered, he would really become a nightmare machine. Apart from responding to painful stimulation, there would be no other possibility of turning over. These black businessmen should know this, so they don't have any dialogue with him, so that he will never be considered a living person...

At the same time, hallucinations suddenly surged in the theater, and screams of exclamation rang out from the audience. Those who had looked suspicious just now quickly became full of fear.

They saw worms, severed fingers, plague, guillotine, blood, withered faces, dead bodies everywhere...

Joy is a need, fear is a need.

"Ah!!" Shocked by this nightmare, some spectators screamed, and some cried outright. The male spectator in the round hat yelled "Devil!" and ran under the chair with his head in his hands. They are just ordinary residents of this city and rarely go to the outskirts of the city. This nightmare spectacle has never been seen before.

The female audience member in purple robe turned pale with fright. She looked at the nightmare man on the stage, completely stunned and unable to move.

The nightmare man's face covered with purple-red scabs and his bloodshot eyeballs were tearing at her soul.

How could there be such a terrifying face in the world...

She wanted to look away, but she was firmly caught by those eyes. She saw more madness, and her heart became twisted and fanatical at the same time.

Just when the audience was about to go crazy, the man in black robe quickly dropped the black cloth to cover the nightmare man, and the air in the theater suddenly cleared. Although the nightmare images were still haunting the audience for a while, But it is gradually declining.

"Everyone in the audience, wake up, the nightmare is over!" the host shouted, "Are you still satisfied?"

Immediately, exclamations, yells and cheers resounded in the theater, and the shocked audience burst into laughter.

"This is the most terrifying nightmare spectacle I have ever seen. Gods of the earth, what has this person experienced?"

"I would rather go to the legendary House of Worms than look into his eyes again!"

"The devil's creation, the outcast of the gods!"

The frightened scolding voice was very harsh: "This deformed child should be destroyed immediately with fire! This is a monster that should not exist in the world!"

Just now, Gu Jun tried his best to fight against the darkness, thinking about the fountain at Carlop College and his old friends in another world. But that frenzied erosion force pressed every bit of space he had to struggle, hitting him like a huge tsunami.

He was already a little confused, but suddenly he noticed the five dream bubbles.

Before all the thoughts came out, he clicked on the already a little thin bubble on the far left, and his consciousness suddenly poured in.

In front of him, there was still a theater, but it was an old, empty, small theater.

Those tsunami waves were gone, and outside the dream bubble, his consciousness seemed to be hiding in a shelter. He immediately understood that this "sweet dream" had its own independence and belonged to the dreamer's spirit, not his, hence this separation.

Gu Jun breathed a sigh of relief, but he could still feel that his sea of ​​consciousness outside the dream was in a violent state, also impacting the dream.

He didn't open the door to call the audience, didn't do anything, just meditated until he felt that the outside gradually calmed down.

"Is it over?" Gu Jun carefully came out of his dream and returned to the sea of ​​​​consciousness. The black cloth was in front of him again, and the chaotic words of the audience poured into his ears.

The dream bubble on the far left became thinner again, but he felt strangely more comfortable all over, and his mental strength seemed to be stronger...

At this time, a prompt box popped up on the system panel:

[Your spirit has been digested, and the erosion degree is -0.1, now 47.87]

"Ah!" Gu Jun was surprised and happy to see this prompt. He was completely unprepared, but it was reduced by 0.1!

It's equivalent to eating 100 old photos and 20 difficult tasks at once.

Digestion? The word, he noticed, was not purification, but digestion. Why?

It feels like these audiences took away the nightmare energy he released... but gave him their peace and hope...

Because this is not the nightmare house after all, it is just a much weaker unconscious energy. And their fears were for entertainment, and the level was very low. In the end, they were not killed, and they did not contribute to the darkness.

With the life energy he grabbed, he digested 0.1 degree of erosion.

"I've been thinking about 'purification', but the goal of the abyss mission is 'fading', so digestion is okay. Is this an opportunity to complete the mission?"

Gu Jun heard the host loudly say that the next nightmare spectacle will be held on time tomorrow, and he made a calculation in his mind: "The more the audience, the more they will digest. This time, only 40 to 50% of the people were seated in the audience. If it’s full, there should be 0.2-0.3.”

"If there are ten games a day, wouldn't there be 2-3!? If the erosion level is reduced by 10 in seven days, it won't be a problem."

Amidst the excited shouts of the audience, Gu Jun saw the wooden wheelchair he was in being pushed backstage.

"The idea of ​​these people is that my consciousness will die." He thought and immediately made a decision: "We can't expose that 'I' still exist! I have to pretend that I have died and will not pose a threat to them. After consuming this After sharing the nightmare energy, it will only become an empty shell, so that they can use the 'Nightmare Man' to make money without any scruples..."

At this time, he saw the black cloth in front of him being lifted, and his consciousness immediately hid in the dream bubble.

Maybe a few men in black robes looked him over and saw that his eyes were completely gray.

The black cloth fell again. Sensing this situation, after a while, Gu Jun slipped out of that sweet dream again.

"This is an opportunity! The more viewers there are, the faster the erosion will be digested. Maybe I will be able to move again in less than a month."

Gu Jun suddenly felt inspired again. The sinister nature of Zu Ge and the viciousness of the black businessman gave him the possibility of regaining his life.

But there is still a question, can these five dream bubbles hold up...

They didn't remove the fixator from his eyes, so he couldn't close his eyes and still couldn't sleep. He just looked at Heibu and regained his energy through meditation.

Such a time was difficult to bear, but the nightmare spectacle of the next day came as expected, and he was pushed out again in the dark.

Gu Jun could hear that there were more and more chaotic voices this time, and the host's solemn voice was still the same: "Is it that scary? Is it false propaganda we made? Is this really something new from Dilas-Lin? ? You’d better watch it for yourselves, please, Nightmare Man!!”

Only if the nightmare is scary enough, the audience will be larger, and only if it becomes a hot spot for Dilas-Lin, digestion will be faster.

He thought of some scenes of death, which made his mood darker and more irritable. Just when the black cloth was lifted, his consciousness slipped into the dream bubble.

He could dimly feel that the huge theater was filled with 70% to 80% curious audience, and the number of people was nearly double that of yesterday.

Let’s get started, dimly open the system panel and click to receive the abyss mission:

[Abyss Mission: Complete erosion degree 10 within one week, mission reward: unknown]

accept task

[Accept the mission and complete it! 】

Love the Plague Doctor.