??442: Chapter 442: Fierce Battle
442: Chapter 442: Fierce Battle
The Ghost Shadow, though enveloped, did not give up on strangling Zhu Rumin, and the players outside didn’t care about her life or death.
Kong Hui asked, “Tong Jian, can your item contain it?”
“No problem,” the player in the glycerin coat, Tong Jian, said: “It doesn’t have a knife or gun, trapping it won’t be an issue, this is a special item, maybe it’s sothing those ticket players ca up with.”
“It’s unlikely,” Kong Cheng said: “The Deep Blue Laboratory copy ntioned ‘ghosts,’ which are the key to clearing the copy.
It can’t be such a coincidence that this ti a player with a Ghost Shadow prop happened to co in.”
“Do you want to get her out?” Dr.
Deng asked sympathetically, looking at Zhu Rumin lying on the ground, “She’s about to die.”
Tong Jian looked at Kong Cheng, who said indifferently, “We can’t let go of this special item.”
This ant that saving her had to happen under the condition that the Ghost Shadow was restrained.
Tong Jian hesitated for a mont before he started to draw the seal of the plastic bag slowly upward, following the contours of Zhu Rumin’s body.
Her legs were released first, followed by her upper body.
But the Ghost Shadow was clinging to her head and refused to let go.
In this situation, the bag couldn’t continue to be drawn upward, so Tong Jian stopped there.
It was originally thought that the Ghost Shadow would suffocate Zhu Rumin to death before letting go, but when the bag was only slightly larger than her head, the Ghost Shadow automatically detached from above her head and adhered to the plastic bag like a layer of paper skin, losing its vigor.
Of course, Zhu Rumin did not get relieved.
Her head was still wrapped in the plastic bag, and the Evolver’s superhuman physique ant she didn’t suffocate to death so quickly.
But after being released, her deep breaths drew the plastic tight, blocking her mouth and nose.
Survival instincts led her to repeatedly slash at the plastic bag with the sharply-ringed Ring hidden in her hand, but she could not damage the item.
In the end, she reached out to Tong Jian, but he did not show a trace of sympathy despite the short distance to her.
Soon, Zhu Rumin died inside the plastic bag.
It was only then that Kong Cheng walked over, donning a semi-transparent glove, and pulling her hair, he reached his hand into the bag.
The previously sealed bag, which Zhu Rumin couldn’t pry open at the seal even with desperate struggling, was effortlessly opened by him.
Plus, after the glove went in, the seal was as intact as ever, showing no signs of damage—just an extra hand inside.
Tong Jian’s expression changed slightly, but he just quietly watched from the side.
Kong Cheng reached in to grab the Ghost Shadow, but to his surprise, as soon as he touched it, the Ghost Shadow automatically disintegrated into powder and scattered inside the bag.
“How could this happen?” Tong Jian was perplexed, “Is it a one-ti-use prop?”
Kong Cheng withdrew his hand and said calmly, “How could an item born in a laboratory not have so special use?”
Tong Jian retrieved the item.
Now they were down to five people, already outnumbered by the ticket players.
“I’ll deal with them,” Kong Hui told Kong Cheng: “You stay here.”
Kong Cheng looked at her, “We already lost a few people by splitting up before, and you still haven’t learned your lesson.
This ti we must act together.”
“Alright then.” Kong Hui pointed at Dr.
Deng, “Taking him with us is a burden.”
“Even if it’s a burden, we need to bring it.” Kong Cheng took out a prop that looked like a music box and handed it to Dr.
Deng, “If you’re in danger, you can open it.
This prop will ensure you’re immune to attacks for three minutes.”
“Only three minutes?” Dr.
Deng asked anxiously.
“Three minutes of protection is already one of the longer durations for a prop,” the Player with Broken Hand said impatiently, glancing at him.
“Not every player has this kind of defense prop, and I don’t even have one yet.”
Hearing this, Dr.
Deng imdiately closed his mouth.
The group of six then set off towards the eastern part of the laboratory.
The elevator that had malfunctioned earlier was now inexplicably working again.
As the lights ca on, everything inside the laboratory beca clearly visible.
The place was well-lit, making it unlikely for any player to be lying in ambush.
There were no issues from the third basent level to the second, but the lights on the first basent level had been destroyed, so there was no light when they went up.
“We’re here,” Kong Cheng said, just as a streak of green light with a tail ters long began darting back and forth down the corridor.
In the dark, one’s attention is subconsciously drawn to sudden appearances of light, even more so when the light is moving, particularly if the light seems to have a special quality that compels people to look at it.
In the instant that several pairs of eyes followed the green light from left to right, Miao Yu, who was hidden on the left, silently struck out from the darkness with two daggers aid at Tong Jian, who was closest to him!
The group, already on guard for a sneak attack, wasn’t going to fall for such an obvious trick.
Tong Jian caught the blades barehanded, and the thick liquid secreted from his hands acted like a lubricant, easily forcing the daggers to slip from Miao Yu’s grasp.
Not only that, but the liquid was also corrosive.
Miao Yu’s palm turned bright red the mont he retracted his hand, while Tong Jian took the offensive, appearing with a water gun in his hand, pulling the trigger at her!
This was no ordinary water gun; it didn’t spray water, but a foul-slling adhesive liquid.
A single spray created a pool; if it landed nearby, not only would the stench make it hard to even keep one’s eyes open, but it also had a strong adhesive quality.
Miao Yu, having inadvertently brushed against so of the splashed liquid, tore the edge of her shoe with excessive force.
“Cleansing Talisman!” Wan Yunrong’s voice ca from a few ters away as she threw a yellow talisman.
Imdiately, a great volu of water surged from behind the talisman, washing over the walls and floor, and also flushing the adhesive liquid back towards Tong Jian!
Even the player who generated the substance couldn’t withstand it, so Tong Jian stowed the water gun, about to switch to another item, when Miao Yu, equipped with a pair of Tang Swords, charged at him!
These were a pair of prop swords, and when the blades caught the light, Tong Jian’s gaze uncontrollably followed them, causing him to miss the best chance to dodge.
The Tang Sword cleaved through his defense prop and also slashed his shoulder.
Tong Jian ducked to avoid further injury, and as Miao Yu pressed the attack, it seed as if the tide was turning.
However, Tong Jian was rely drawing Miao Yu closer to his allies.
Once she was at the right distance, he imdiately used a prop to put distance between them.
Just as Miao Yu was about to strike with the Tang Swords, the opponent before her vanished, replaced by another pair of long swords.
Blades clashed, creating sparks, and both fighters were forced to retreat from the imnse reactive force.
However, Kong Hui only took a half step back while Miao Yu crashed against the rear tal wall, leaving a dent.
After a brief exchange, the disparity in strength was clear.
Miao Yu, eyes locked on Kong Hui, didn’t hesitate to retreat after two seconds.
“Thinking of running?” Kong Hui sneered as she pursued, just as Miao Yu turned the corner of the corridor.
As Kong Hui was about to follow, another female player suddenly appeared, saying to her, “Ti for a health workout!”
The player facing her was none other than Wu Xiaonan.
As she raised her hands, Kong Hui found herself involuntarily raising hers too.
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