Quick Travel: When a delicate beauty becomes cannon fodder

She saw the arms hanging from the door panel of the cubicle and the head propped on the top of the door panel. The body hanging behind the door panel was supported entirely by the two exposed parts. The flesh and blood of the neck was in pieces and the head was barely connected, as if It will break in the next second.

The splattered blood covered a large area on the ground, and the hanging arms were still dripping. The eyes on the face where the blood was splattered widened in horror, but there was a weird smile on the corners of the lips.

Ruan Ruan screamed and ran out, losing control of his hands and feet. When he went down the three short steps, he missed his footing and fell heavily to the ground. One of the palms of his hands supporting the ground touched the cold and smooth touch. .

Her hands tightened subconsciously, and the shape of the toes of her leather shoes was felt. She raised her head, and with her perspective at this moment, she gazed into Xu Zhi's eyes under his thick long bangs for the first time, looking into the dead darkness.

She stared at him blankly for a long time, but he didn't come to help her, "Let go."

His voice seemed to be full of old age, hoarse as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, and the tone had changed because he couldn't hear his own voice. The quality of his voice was easily overlooked, but it actually sounded good.

Ruan Ruan let go of her hand holding his leather shoes. He didn't look like he would ask her what happened. Ruan Ruan sat up slowly. There were scrapes and bruises on his knees and elbows, and he hissed softly. Breathing relieves pain, no active explanation.He couldn't hear what she said either.

Xu Zhi walked past her and entered the toilet, showing no reaction to the smell of blood in the air.

No, the smell of blood in the air is gone.

Ruan Ruan endured the pain and stood up, only getting a little closer to the women's toilet. When he carefully looked over, the corpse and the bloody scene had disappeared, and there was only the smell of toilet incense in the air, not even the stench.

But there was no way she could regard what she saw just now as an illusion. Thinking about it now makes her feel a little nauseous.

She hurriedly brought up the system panel,

[Start publishing tasks now: Successfully survive until the instance is closed (2/7)

Current number of players: 23/30]
The system did not prompt new players to die. Are the dead people players, the ones who disappeared last night?Why did they die here, they left the dormitory at night?
Thinking that her luck value was 1, she doubted that she would see other corpses. She couldn't help but feel repulsive in her heart. She wiped the tears from her eyes. Before Xu Zhi came out, Ruan Ruan left here.

She dragged her uncomfortable body to the infirmary. There was only a little numbness left in the scrapes and bruises and a burning sensation when the wounds came into contact with the air. She opened the door and went in.

The female doctor in a white coat with a bun on her head lowered her head as if writing a medical record.

When he saw someone coming in, he put down his pen and looked over, his eyes calm, "Player?"

Ruan Ruan's pupils were shaking, and he quickly closed the door, "Are you a player too?" He asked a silly question.

She hurriedly made up for it, "No, because I was a little excited to meet other players for the first time. My name is Ruan Ruan, what's your name?"

"Chu Siyou." She frowned and could tell at a glance, "Is this your novice copy?"

Ruan Ruan looked at her trustingly, "Yes. Have you met other players?"

She did not answer her question. She stood up and asked Ruan Ruan to sit down on the hospital bed. He quickly treated the wound on her knee, cleaned up the small dirt and disinfected it with alcohol. Ruan Ruan hissed and moved his legs subconsciously. Wanting to hide, she wiped the alcohol cotton ball on without mercy.

Ruan Ruan was visibly happy to see the same kind of people, and told the story of what happened in the past two days. Chu Siyou's expression did not change, but she was a little confused in her heart. How could the novice copy draw the identity of this character who was almost certain to die? . (End of chapter)