Add some practice: start with a lucid dream

This way of disappearing is different from others.

Chen Zezheng was deep in thought when he smelled a faint smell and turned to look. It turned out to be a few survivors who hadn't had time to take care of them.

When they saw Chen Ze's gaze, those people started to tremble and turned around to escape.

But where is there room for them to hide in the small cell?

Chen Ze strode over, grabbed a boy who was squatting with his head in his hands and asked sternly,

"Do you know him?"

The little kid was so frightened that he could only say that he was captured because he was starving and couldn't stand it anymore. He couldn't even express his begging for mercy clearly.

When Chen Ze saw this, he slapped him with two big slaps.

The movement stopped, but the breath gradually stopped.

With so much force, Chen Ze angrily threw away the still-warm body and picked up the next hungry victim.

Perhaps because of the lessons learned from the past, this time the person was smarter and confessed everything like pouring beans through a bamboo tube.

It turns out that Zhu Liankui No. 2 is a snakehead, a very special snakehead who is only responsible for transporting prisoners out of the prison.

Besides the jailer, is there anyone who can pass freely through this prison?

Chen Ze felt that the situation in the prison was becoming more and more confusing. When he asked other people, they all agreed.

It's just that the old man seems to have been in prison for a long time, and he has a stolen key that can help a small number of people escape.

Unfortunately, the old man's belongings also melted away, making it impossible to confirm.

This made Chen Ze regret his impatience and shouldn't kill someone so recklessly.

"What a good man!" The prisoners suddenly began to frown.

"Master Chai is coming!"

Chen Ze listened carefully and sure enough, there were chaotic footsteps coming from the end of the corridor.

How could it be so fast?

Chen Ze specifically chose the cell area where the jailer passed by, so it stands to reason that he wouldn't bump into him again in a short time.

Was it the change caused by me killing Zhu Liankui No. 2?

There were many questions in his mind, but the footsteps were very fast, leaving no room for Chen Ze to think.

There was no other way, so Chen Ze could only wipe the necks of the remaining prisoners, then go to the corner and kick them.

thump.

hollow.

Sure enough, it was still the same place, the familiar hidden ditch.

Chen Ze didn't waste any time, opened the wooden board and jumped down.

The noisy movement outside soon started, and the footsteps of a large group of people made the ditch vibrate endlessly, making Chen Ze's head feel dizzy.

I thought the jailer would come in to investigate, but he didn't even stop and led a large group of people in and out without knowing what he wanted to do.

When the movement stopped, Chen Ze lifted up the wooden board and took a look. The cell was empty and all traces had dissipated.

In other words, the jailer's trip was in vain. He didn't bring in new people, and he couldn't take away an old person for execution. Was he just having fun?

Chen Ze didn't know why, so he got back into the ditch and swept through the cells from cell to cell. He killed one he saw, and two he saw.

Without even batting an eyelid, he chopped down dozens of cells until the familiar face appeared in front of him again.

"Zhu Liankui?" Chen Ze, who was stained with blood, asked.

The old man in front of him nodded, and then squatted in the corner with his hands on his face without even bothering to express his expression.

So aloof?

Chen Ze put the knife up and asked, "Tell me, what are you doing here?"

The old man, or Zhu Liankui No. 3, closed his eyes and dozed off, completely ignoring the fact that the blade on his neck cut open the flesh and oozed red blood.

Chen Ze narrowed his eyes and was not used to it. He held his head steady and chopped it off with a knife.

After a while, a scene similar to Zhu Liankui No. 2 happened again.

The old man's body also turned into a pool of strange mucus, slowly seeping into the cracks in the turf.

This time Chen Ze stretched out his finger again, and the "mysterious" law, which was much stronger than last time, came out of his body, but it was still in vain.

The mysterious law is a symbol of stability, able to resist changes and maintain the essence. So. Is this the way this corpse is?

Then another burst of footsteps came hurriedly from the end of the corridor.

It seems that the jailer was indeed attracted to Zhu Liankui's death, and it was not a coincidence before.

There is probably some connection between the two.

Chen Ze jumped up and skillfully entered the tunnel.

Peeking out from the gap again, I saw a jailer wearing a black robe and a mask rushing in. Then he tripped over a grass stalk lying on the ground and fell hard on his butt.

"Ouch!" an old and familiar voice.

Zhu Liankui?

Even the jailer is Zhu Liankui? !

Chen Ze was about to come out of the ditch, but stopped and watched quietly.

Not urgent.

Outside, Zhu Liankui supported his waist and rubbed his buttocks as he struggled to stand up, his movements a little clumsy.

After several comparisons, Chen Ze was convinced.

This is not a jailer.

But another Zhu Liankui is pretending to be a jailer.

So what does he want to do?

Zhu Liankui, dressed as a jailer, was seen pacing back and forth in the cell, as if he was looking for something.

squeak--

Chen Ze took the initiative to lift the board and jumped out before the other party could exclaim,

"Zhu Liankui?"

"You, you, you, you." This Zhu Liankui seemed to be stuttering,

"Yes, yes, who is it!"

Chen Ze lifted up his mask and saw that it was indeed the old face. After talking to the other party for a few words, he felt that the efficiency was too low and communication was difficult, so he simply stabbed him to death.

Without him, since I have met four Zhu Liankui, there will be a fifth one sooner or later.

Instead of chattering here, it is better to continue the massacre and find the next Zhu Liankui.

in the corridor.

Chen Ze turned the corner with the knife in his hand. For the first time, what he saw in front of him was not darkness, but a large group of creeping prisoners wearing prison uniforms.

"Shh-" Chen Ze was about to speak when the old man leading the way stopped him with a gesture.

"Stop, make a sound." The old man came up and gestured in a low voice,

"Are you trying to escape too?"

Chen Ze took a look and saw that it was Zhu Liankui again. This answer should be Zhu Liankui No. 5?

"How do you know?" Chen Ze asked.

The old man said nothing, but pointed at Chen Ze.

Chen Zeqi was surprised and lowered his head to look.

The blood stains on my body must have disappeared, how can I still

!

Chen Ze was horrified. There was no blood on his body, but he was wearing a prison uniform!

when? !

Chen Ze tried to think back, but he had no impression of the changes in himself.

Could it be that if he stays for a long time, he will be assimilated into a prisoner?

Thinking of this, Chen Zed suddenly felt weak and weak, and his body was unbearably sore.

system!

The attribute panel immediately appeared in front of you, and other attributes basically returned to normal. Only the [Physique] column was still locked in gray.

The body's own body is not incompatible with the environment, but simply.

"Hush -" the old man signaled to be silent again, while calling the prisoners behind him to continue moving forward.

Chen Ze came back to his senses, touched the rough prison uniform on his body, and simply joined the prison escape.

He wanted to take a closer look at how these prisoners found their way out. There are twists and turns all the way, and the eyes are always dark, but when you get closer, you can see the next corner.

Just like the map resources in the game that are delayed to load according to the perspective of the protagonist.

The curvature of the corner is not large, making this long and narrow corridor appear deep but not very tortuous.

Chen Ze tried to smash the seemingly vulnerable earth walls on both sides, but his hands were so shaken that they hurt.

After driving for a long time, there were fewer and fewer prisoners around.

The missing prisoners neither escaped nor were killed by Chen Ze. Instead, they filled up the empty cells themselves when they saw them.

This made Chen Ze even more confused.

Is this a jailbreak or a break-in?

At the end, only Chen Ze was left behind the old man leading the way.

This can't help but make Chen Ze look forward to changes.

But after turning the next corner and arriving at another cell, the old man picked up a few thin prisoners who squeezed out from the gaps in the bars, and then continued on his way.

You could say he was just wandering around, but Chen Ze refused to change directions when he asked him to, as if he had identified certain cells as his destination.

But the old man did nothing more than pick people up and send them in.

Is it really just for fun?

Chen Ze looked at the increasingly tattered prison uniform on his body and couldn't bear it anymore. He held up Zhu Liankui No. 5 with a knife and asked him to lead the way out.

The old man repeatedly begged for mercy, saying frankly that he was just kind-hearted and took the prisoners for a walk secretly, so how could he really have the courage to escape from prison?

Chen Ze was furious and chopped him into eighteen pieces.

The corpse melted and gradually seeped into the ground, allowing Chen Ze to calm down a little.

Am I too emotional?

You must know that Chen Ze has been the true king for two years, receiving the prayers of all people day and night, and his state of mind has long been perfected.

How can you get angry every once in a while because of a mere crisis?

There is something wrong with this place.

After calming down, Chen Ze was even more convinced that he had to get out as soon as possible.

So now Zhu Liankui No. 5 is dead, if nothing unexpected happens.

After a while, the sound of chaotic footsteps came from the end of the corridor again.

Chen Ze was well prepared and stepped into the empty cell with the iron railings bent on the side, covering his figure with a pile of straw.

The real jailer is back this time.

Behind him was a large group of prisoners, at least hundreds of them, crowding the narrow corridor like a intestine.

The jailer strode to an open space and lowered his head. Under his mask, he seemed to be staring at the "burial ground" of Zhu Liankui No. 5.

At this time, the traces on the ground had long since dissipated, but the jailer was able to find the location accurately.

This once again confirmed Chen Ze's suspicion that there was some special connection between the jailers and Zhu Liankui.

And the death of a certain Zhu Liankui will attract the attention of the jailer, or other Zhu Liankui who is still alive.

Chen Ze's eyes moved slightly, staring closely at the mask on the jailer's face.

The jailer seemed to be unaware, saying nothing and making no unnecessary movements. He stayed for a while and then hurried past with hundreds of people behind him.

He seems to be always busy.

After the crowd passed by, Chen Ze also walked out of the cell with his hands and feet, and put on a tail.

Along the way, the crowd decreased from time to time, and the missing people were filled into the cells along the way, which almost made Chen Ze think that he had to follow him again in vain.

But unlike Zhu Liankui No. 5, most people still followed the jailer.

It seems that as Zhu Liankui No. 1 said at the beginning, he will be taken out and executed.

Take him out.

According to this statement, the jailer can leave the prison.

And his behavior seems to support this.

The path taken by the jailer had few corners and was almost the same as going straight. It also allowed Chen Ze to fully understand the structure of the entire prison - slender corridors ran through it, and each area was connected like a link. .

Finally, the huge crowd in front of them stopped.

The end?

The crowd blocked his view, so Chen Ze squeezed towards the front of the team, causing dissatisfaction among the people around him.

"You little brat wants to jump in line!"

The bright sword flashed.

The head fell off, and Chen Ze's surroundings immediately became empty.

When the resistance disappeared, Chen Ze immediately squeezed to the front and took a look, only to realize that it was not the end but a traffic jam.

It turned out that the jailer opened several more cells and led people out to join the team, but the narrow corridor was already overcrowded, and as soon as they were crowded, it immediately became blocked and blocked in place.

But the jailer in front didn't even care and kept walking forward.

If this continues, Chen Ze will be lost sooner or later.

So he took the simplest method - clearing the road.

Whoosh!

bass--

Puff. Puff.

For a moment, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the mutilated limbs and organs were spread on the ground like a shoddy carpet.

But not long after, it slowly dissipated like an illusion.

Chen Ze stared at the jailer's back and was about to run after him, but unexpectedly.

Zizi!

A numbness spread throughout his legs, and a bright color flashed across his eyes.

Where did the electricity come from?

Chen Ze looked down and saw that the remaining shadows under his feet had completely faded away, leaving nothing but the bumpy dirt road.

Looking up again, the jailer led the remaining diluted troops and was about to turn the corner. Chen Ze hurriedly followed.

The road ahead was not smooth.

The resistance does not come from the road, but from the people.

The jailer walked around and began to recklessly open the cells and let people out, as if he wanted to take away all the remaining prisoners.

Once there are too many people, the corridor is blocked again.

The jailer didn't care about anything and could only keep Chen Ze busy.

Chopping and slashing all the way, Chen Ze found that his rest intervals were getting shorter and shorter, and he even had no chance to breathe at all.

He met several Zhu Liankui on the way and didn't have time to pay attention. He only knew that they were leading the prisoners back and forth for various reasons.

Time is running out, so we can only chop them all up.

But it seemed that the more people he killed, the more the jailers would release people to crowd the corridor.

Every time Chen Ze killed a prisoner, as soon as the jailer at the front opened the cell door, another large group of prisoners squeezed in.

Yes, a big pile.

Just because the corridor was crowded with people, people everywhere, all people, crowded and crowded.

There was really no room to stand on the ground, so people who came later would naturally step on their heads and stand on the upper floor. If this floor was crowded, they would continue to move up.

After stacking them layer by layer, it didn’t take long for the corridor to be truly packed, leaving no gaps.

But the jailer at the front was still letting people go.

So the crowd, which was as dense as cutting cakes, was dug in like a sledgehammer by the newcomers, tamped hard, beat hard, crushed and pressed into a rake-shaped pickled fish mixture, and the stumps and broken arms were mixed with blood and water. It flowed into the cell along the iron bars on both sides, and then flowed back when the cell was full. It was like adding water to the stone grinder when grinding tofu to lubricate it, causing this indescribable embolism to move forward in the corridor.

If there is anything that can still identify its original appearance, it is Chen Ze who is struggling to swim forward in this overly viscous "swimming pool".

Sizzling, snapping

Electric sparks were raging from nowhere, but the area was an excellent conductor. The superposition of the electric sparks made Chen Ze's whole body numb, and a punk-style explosive flower bloomed on his forehead.

Immediately, the pressure around his body gradually eased, and in the blink of an eye it turned into an illusion and disappeared, causing Chen Ze, who was still in the air, to suddenly fall. (End of chapter)