Chapter 90: Extortion by torture

It is a dismal thing to watch your body slowly decay.
The flesh melted, and the bones appeared little by little ...
This process is like pulling death into slow motion. Every second and every detail is clearly written down, magnified into torture and suffering.
But Qin Chen was fine.
He was far from collapsed, just regretted.
Maybe it's because the process is too magical and makes people feel unreal.
Maybe it's because he's really overconfident.
He sat in the old position of the ruins from beginning to end, with his jacket off, and a large piece of blood on his white silk shirt.
He bent his leg and looked at his hand bones, waiting patiently.
He waited until there was no blood infiltration, and then took off the gauze 922 stuffed to him.
He was not interested in seeing the rotten skin, so he did not take off his shirt, and wrapped the gauze directly around the shirt.
When 021 entered the monitoring room, he saw this scene.
She frowned and asked, "Why do you wrap like this? Don't tell me that the 001 invigilator won't handle the wound at all, what a joke?"
922 said: "How could it not."
"What is he doing?"
"Stop the blood."
021 Yiyi: "Ah?"
"Holding blood, not stopping it," 154 said.
Sure enough, on the monitor screen, Qin Chen wrapped a layer of gauze outside his shirt, his fingers ... not even his hand bones.
The blood was stained with a new layer of gauze, but the penetration was not so strong, in other words, the blood was not so alive.
He dangled his elbows for a while, staring into the distance wondering what he was thinking.
When the blood was dry, he put on his gown again, took his gloves from his pocket and put them on again.
When the time of confinement was approaching, he stood up, his dress was slender and straight, except for the first few moves that were a little stagnant, and he could barely see the slightest problem. It's as if his injury is still in the palm of his hand.
Only those who have the strongest willpower can do this ...
But what is necessary?
Is it really just hard bones that don't want to show any weak faces?
021 looked at the screen, muttering in his heart.
On the screen, Qin Chen crossed his hands and pushed the gloves inward, then glanced up again.
He seems to be looking for something.
Soon, he stopped looking and actually faced 021 across the screen.
"... Isn't he looking at us? Coincidentally?" 021 pointed at the screen.
154 "Beep" said, "It should be."
"Really fake? Where can he feel the monitoring?" 021 said, "How is that possible?"
922 nodded and said, "Really, he used to be in the proctor's office, and he could always point out where the system's attention is focused ..."
154 thought about it and said, "He particularly, hates being restrained, and hates it more than ordinary people, so he has always been a little keen on this ..."
During talking, Qin Chen really made a gesture to the screen, motioned the supervisor to go there, and then "shushed" against his lips.
021: "..."
She thought for a while and went quietly to the cell.
Confused and still asleep, she remembered Qin Chen's gesture, snoring around him and opened the door next to the confined room.
Qin Chen stood by the door, lowering his voice and saying, "I'm a few minutes ahead of everyone else. Is it fair to go out first?"
021 Frowning: "You--"
Qin Chen reached his lips again.
021 glanced at the confusion not far away and whispered, "What are you doing?"
Qin Yan raised an eyebrow and asked her, "Are you sure?"
021 glared at him, and suddenly understood over a moment.
He wants to go one step ahead and go back to do something in advance, maybe a little crazy and a little risky, so he wants to avoid others ...
No, most people can't keep up with his rhythm and can't go with him.
He only wanted to avoid one.
021 looked at Qin Chen.
This man was obviously sick and pale, but still had a strong and vigorous spirit.
She was suddenly at a loss.
Because of those past events and rumors, she didn't really like the top invigilator, but Qin Chen always made her unexpected ...
She suddenly began to suspect that she had made a mistake.
Two minutes later, the 021 invigilator obeyed Qin Chen's meaning for the first time in his life, holding the earliest point in time, and released him from the invigilator.

In the old castle, there was a strong smell in the air.
There were dead candidates, some of the dukes themselves, and some of the dark shadows on the walls.
Several times, Zhao Jiatong finally found that those shadows did not appear randomly. Only when the duke was weakest would he open his teeth.
She killed the Duke five times, and those thick black shadows appeared five times, like an eternal unrest.
It wasn't until the first batch of candidates returned that they "wandered Qin Chen to be cursed" that Zhao Jiatong finally returned to reason.
She was caught in the corner by others, gasping with red eyes, watching the Duke come back to life again, dragging her long cloak down the stairs.
"You can't kill, you can't burn it, you can open it and close it ..." Zhao Jiatong said, "What the is it to kill him?"
Most importantly, kill him without being cursed.
Now what the temptation and Qin Chen have become, she dare not think about it anymore. She didn't want to see the two living people become undead souls, trapped in the dark and damp old church forever.
"Even if I think of a solution, I dare not try it now," someone said sharply.
"Yes, there is no way to try it. Those two hurt even faster."
"Not only, it stands to reason that we have eaten alcohol and eaten, which is equivalent to all contributing our bodies. This curse will surely spread."
"Yeah!" Someone asked wonderingly, "We all ate something, why is it all right?"
"How much did you eat, how much did they eat? I think it may be the Duke resurrected too many times overnight, and the curse was moving very quickly, so I picked two first. Once they eat more, the second is their worst In the third place, they first killed the Duke. "
"Speaking of this ... I don't think they eat less deliberately for dinner, isn't it just to attract firepower?"
Everyone looked heavy and complicated.
"I don't know if I remember correctly, how long is the exam period? Does the title say anything, why am I not impressed?" Someone asked suddenly.
Zhao Jiatong whispered: "No, the title has not been given exact time, I can be sure."
The people were silent for a long time and asked, "Isn't that enough time? How can I go out?"
"Since ..." Someone said in silence, "Since the Duke can't be killed, the patient can only be killed."
There are two types of relief--
Killing the Duke, all witchcraft goes back to the beginning.
Killed all the patients, and died.
The second way they have been trying to avoid, but now it seems that it cannot be avoided.
Several candidates gritted their teeth and went to town on the spot.
As a result, just a few steps later, Zhao Jiatong was heard saying, "All patients ... does not even include the newly cursed?"
Those candidates stopped for a moment.
"... How did the previous candidates pass?"
"Perhaps someone got it down, maybe they didn't pass for a few games in a row. Those npcs are still not the original npcs. What they say is true or true, who knows ..."
"I can't get it anyway."
At least not yet.
Everyone was completely trapped by this problem, struggling and tangled, and he couldn't find a perfect solution.
The duke would rest for a while after killing people, never going upstairs again.
I do not know how long, the gate of the castle was pushed open, Qin Chen returned.
Zhao Jiatong rushed down almost immediately, only to find that Yang Shu ran faster than her on the first floor.
The lady with no words on her mouth was still soft-hearted. When she heard about the curse, she kept her medicine bag in her hand. When she saw Qin Chen, she took the needle on the spot.
Who knew that Mr. 001 avoided the needle and said with a smile: "Save it, I don't need to."
Yang Shu's eyes were all raised: "Fart, you are a doctor, I am a doctor? I said I would use it if I needed it, and it wouldn't be necessary to save it. I have it here, and the other one should stick it.
Miss Yang has always been tough, I'm afraid I have a good talk with 021.
Qin Chen estimated that she might not be able to walk if she wished, and reluctantly agreed.
Yang Shu said, "The arms are exposed!"
Qin Chen did not follow suit: "Just forget your arm, I'm afraid to pin your needle. If you have to get an injection, hit here, it's better to have a little skin left."
He said, pulling his collar down a bit, like a sloppy iron cock.
Yang Shu held the syringe for a moment, and suddenly realized what he meant.
It's strange that such a grumpy girl's eyes are slightly red.
She blinked, and suddenly retracted the syringe, pushed Zhao Jiatong forward, and turned away in a hurry: "I'll go and see Zhou Qi, in case I wake up."
Zhao Jiatong is no better than her.
She never expected that she would have a day to worry about 001, and suddenly realized that the number one master invigilator was really strong, so strong that she couldn't stand it anymore.
"you……"
"It's okay, and it's still within the scope of patience." Qin Chen interrupted, "but may have to rest for a while, other things, wait for everyone to come back and talk."
Zhao Jiatong originally wanted to say a few words. When he heard that he wanted to rest, he immediately said, "Then you go to sleep for a while, I won't drag you, let's talk together when everyone is together."
Qin Chen said hello and hurried upstairs.
After taking a few steps, he turned his head and said to her, "I don't like someone knocking at the door when I sleep, so ..."
"I will let him stay in our room when Gao Qi returns." Zhao Jiatong said.
"Thanks."
Five minutes later, the grass at the foot of the castle heard a soft sound.
Qin Chen stood up, glanced at the starry balcony behind him, and walked in a certain direction.
There is a carriage carriageway that follows the foothills of Carlton Mountain along the carriageway, and you can see the small town in the night.

When Wandering was awakened by 021, the second batch of candidates incarcerated was gone.
He looked at the narrow door of the open confinement room and asked 021, "Did you give me another dose?"
021 points to 922 and says, "Ask him, I don't care."
She left the sentence and went away, calm, but very much like fleeing. She went upstairs and got into the monitoring room.
922 patted his shoulder and said, "You have also broken a large piece here. Just now the blood has dripped on the ground, and we will ... give you a painkiller."
He explained rudely, thinking that he was going to care about him.
I didn't expect the other party to be a for a while and asked him, "How long have they been away?"
"Twenty minutes."
Confused nodded and got up into the cell.
922 muttered "I saw a ghost" and slipped upstairs.
If it is normal, the system separates people like this maliciously, and the confusion must do something disgusting about it.
But today is exceptional-
He wants to do something alone.
I do n’t know if the result is good or bad, so this time I do n’t want to pull Qin.
The three hours in the dark were unusually long, but after all, they passed.
021 sent the wandering to the foot of the mountain, pointed at the iron fence with a routine face, and said, "You can see the castle when you go through."
Who knows to be confused but asks: "Which side is the town?"
021: "Ah? Here."
She pointed to a barren field in the opposite direction, and was surprised when she said, "What are you going to do now?"
"Extortion by torture."
Confused to drop this sentence, turned his head and disappeared into the night.
He passed through the mist of water on the grass, and the town was indeed in front of him.
Next to the central pool, the chapel stood spooky, and the colored windows revealed a few star-wall lights, like a ghost fire floating out of thin air.
Confused to ignore the discomfort forcibly, he rolled into the backyard from the side of the church, and went straight into the dungeon.
The witch doctor was gagged and sturdy, shrinking into the corner of the dungeon.
His two hands have been replaced with pig's trotters, so knowing that Youyou and Qin Chen really dare to do anything, not just scare him.
Wandering took up his collar and woke him with a punch. "How on earth did the Duke kill?"
The witch doctor subconsciously tried to touch the place where he was hit, but he could only move an ugly and weird hoof. He looked dull for a moment, and then suddenly laughed: "Oh, did you find a problem?"
"How did the duke kill?" Inquired coldly.
The witch doctor's eyes rolled around, I don't know what he was thinking, maybe he wanted to sell something or talk about the conditions.
Loosing his hands like throwing garbage, he turned his head and dragged a sheep, raising his knife expressionlessly.
How scary he and Qin Chen were, the witch doctor had seen it and left a psychological shadow for a time.
At this moment, when he saw that he was going to chop the leg of lamb, he lifted his leg on the spot and shouted, "He must die willingly!"
Yuzu stopped, his blade was only a few inches away from the leg of lamb.
The witch doctor took a breath.
"Speak concrete." Wandering stared at him.
He had to make another mistake before, and he had to finish the words of the witch doctor.
"The moment he was killed, he had to be willing."
"How is that possible?" Yuu frowned.
The witch doctor stared at the tip of his knife, and when he saw that he had fallen an inch, he quickly said, "It's not totally impossible!"
"What do you mean?"
"You forgot, he used someone else's body." The witch doctor whispered, "He is beating someone else's heart. It is not impossible to make him willing, how to wake up the residual conscience?"
"Tell you a secret." The witch doctor said to him, "Some bodies are very will-powered. When the Duke is dying, those leftovers may be forced out. It may help or help. After killing the Duke , Remember how far you go, don't let him touch the living breath. "
The perplexity doubted: "The duke is dead, what will happen to you?"
The witch doctor sighed and said, "It's a bit troublesome, but it's not about despair."
No new things could be dug from him, and he was thrown back by confusion.
Turn around and leave.
When I returned to the hut, I suddenly heard a whisper.
Someone moaned and called him.
He confusedly looked for a while, and saw the priest under the bed. The other person grabbed his boots and said dumbly, "Did you just leave? Why are you back again?"
Obviously, the poor man shrunk up here and couldn't tell the difference between today and tomorrow, and what happened in the afternoon was in the middle of the night.
The priest said softly, "Burn into a fortress, remember ... you must burn the castle after killing the duke. Don't listen to the witch doctor, burn it. Fire can redeem the dead."
And in the ground they couldn't see, the witch doctor grinned again: "If the body has been dead for more than three days, God cannot wake up."
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