Weird Game: My Talent is a Bit Strong

The mummy, now just bones, opened its mouth and made a "hoarse" sound, as if it were breathing.

Fan Chen's vigilance had already detected its hostility.

Its withered, twig-like hand reached out to grab Fan Chen.

Clang! Fan Chen blocked with his Tiger-Slaying Blade, which produced a metallic clanging sound and sent him staggering back several steps.

With a cracking sound, accompanied by the grinding of bones, the dried corpse rolled over and jumped up, crawling on the bed like a wild beast.

It was only the eye of the black hole, with what seemed to be flowing black light, looking at Fan Chen like an eyeball.

One hand was still tightly clutching the notebook.

"This is... a zombie, isn't it?"

Fan Chen, wary of the dried-up corpse before him, made a deduction.

The undead are divided into several categories, including zombies, ghouls, and mutated monsters.

Among them, zombies are ghosts formed when a person's lingering attachments after death affect their physical body.

The dried corpse in front of us clearly belongs to this category.

The biggest difference between walking corpses and other ghosts is that they have physical bodies, or in other words, physical entities.

This also means that although its existence is strange, its attacks are physical.

Fan Chen's Soul Eaters are not immune to the effects, so we need to be more cautious.

With a series of cracking sounds, the dried corpse suddenly leaped up, using the wall as a springboard, and pounced on Fan Chen.

A sharp claw slashed down at Fan Chen again.

Fan Chen hurriedly brandished his tiger-slaying knife to fend off its sharp claws.

With a series of clanging sounds, Fan Chen and the dried corpse exchanged blows for several rounds.

Suddenly, Fan Chen found an opening and slashed out with his Tiger-Slaying Blade.

The bones of a zombie are very hard.

Unfortunately, the skill he learned was called:

【Cleaving bones】

Whoosh! An extremely fast, accurate, and ruthless slash cut down on the walker's shoulder.

With a sound of bones cracking, the dried corpse immediately collapsed, its bones flying everywhere.

The shriveled heads rolled off.

However, the head fell to the ground, bounced like a ball, and suddenly flew towards Fan Chen.

Fan Chen was startled and instinctively swung his left hand, smashing the head away.

His right hand then followed with the tiger-slaying sword, which pierced directly into the wall as his head slammed into it.

[Reminder: You have killed the dried-up corpse inside the wooden house! (Level 8, Remnant Soul)]

[Psionic Power +240]

A notification flashed before Fan Chen's eyes.

The walking dead are still classified as remnant souls, undead spirits, and vengeful ghosts.

The remnant soul walking corpse means that only lingering obsessions remain within this dry corpse.

However, due to the characteristics of zombies, even remnant souls are more troublesome to deal with than ordinary ghosts.

Before Fan Chen could even breathe a sigh of relief after making these judgments, he suddenly felt a slight stinging pain in his left wrist.

Looking closely, I saw several tiny cuts on my wrist, which looked like... teeth marks.

Just now, when I swung my hand to knock away the shriveled head, it bit my wrist.

Fan Chen couldn't help but frown: Damn, this dried corpse has a mouthful of yellow teeth, it's disgusting.

I hope there won't be tetanus or rabies...

But Fan Chen quickly shook his head. What was he thinking? How could there be tetanus or rabies?

Being bitten by a zombie means you've been poisoned by its venom.

[Warning: You have been infected with corpse poison!]

Spirit +1

Endurance +1

Psychic +3

Health +2

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Fan Chen: Fortunately, it was just corpse poison.

Zombie attacks are physical attacks, but this zombie poison is a kind of eerie influence.

When a normal player is infected with the zombie virus, their basic attributes will continue to decrease. When they reach a critical point, they will lose their sanity and be completely transformed into a zombie.

But under the Soul Eater...

"I've discovered a new type of power bank." Fan Chen looked at the wound on his wrist and couldn't help but laugh.

His physical strength is now very high, and with his life attributes continuously improving, his wounds have already healed.

Inside the live stream room.

"Holy crap, there's a zombie too!"

"Brother Chen has been bitten. We need to be careful, otherwise it will be very troublesome."

"There shouldn't be too much to worry about. This zombie isn't too strong. Fan Chen should be able to withstand the zombie poison."

"That's true. The corpse poison of a remnant soul-level zombie is probably something even an ordinary person could withstand."

Many people knew that Fan Chen had been infected with corpse poison just by looking at the wounds on his hands.

However, it was also determined that it would not have a significant impact.

However, they never expected that Fan Chen was not only unharmed, but also wanted another bite.

Unfortunately, after the ghost was killed and its experience points were harvested, the dried corpse collapsed on the ground, completely losing its vitality.

Unlike other ghosts, it does not turn to ashes and disappear after death.

Fan Chen reached out and picked up the black notebook.

A quick glance revealed a blank page, but upon activating the Eye of Spirit Detection, writing appeared on the pages.

This seems to be... a diary?

"There was no notification that a task was triggered... Do I have to read through this diary from the beginning?"

Fan Chen pondered for a moment, then suddenly realized something was wrong.

The continuous wailing and howling that had been going on since we entered the Misty Forest seemed to have stopped!

He stepped out of the cabin and found that the mist that had been shrouding the forest had dissipated.

The cool moonlight shone down from above.

Standing in the wooden cabin, Fan Chen could see the shimmering lake in front of him, and the brightly lit camp square on the other side.

"After dealing with that dried corpse, the mist surrounding the camp dissipated?"

"This mummified corpse... seems to hold a very important identity!"

Standing outside the wooden house, Fan Chen could vaguely see a faint light shining in the distance of the forest.

This is the lighting equipment used by other players.

Fan Chen had more doubts in his heart, so he returned to the wooden house, activated his Spirit Detection Eye, and explored it in more detail.

They only left after confirming that no clues had been left behind.

He planned to return to the square first, and then read through his diary.

Because he still remembered the warning from the Fengdu Daily: if the bonfire in the center of the square goes out, all players will die!

He wanted to make sure there wouldn't be any problems there.

The return trip to the square went smoothly, and there were no further attacks from the cult spirits.

Even as Fan Chen walked along the lake, he noticed that the water ghosts in the lake seemed to have disappeared.

Not only the water ghost disappeared, but the ghost vendors in the square also vanished without a trace.

"Killing that dried-up corpse actually made all the ghosts disappear..."

"Did the guide ghost disappear too?"

Fan Chen scanned the square and felt that it seemed even more eerie and terrifying.

"The flames seem to have weakened a bit?"

Fan Chen came to the campfire, quickly picked up a few pieces of firewood, and threw them in.

After the flames reignited, he pulled up a chair from the side, sat down, and began to carefully read through the diary.

November 14st

Since arriving here, I've found myself often in a daze, sometimes suddenly forgetting why I came here, or even forgetting my own name.

To avoid this situation from happening again, I plan to start keeping a diary and write a little bit every day.

My name is Zheng Mingyu. I'm here to find my lover, Lin Xiaoyu, and my sister, Zheng Xinyi!

November 21st

I'm increasingly certain that this abandoned camp is indeed haunted.

As I've lived here longer, I often see figures walking through the abandoned square at night, and I can hear screams echoing through the forest.

I'm not sure if I'm mentally unstable, but I'm willing to believe they are.

They came from the victims of that terrible accident two years ago.

I was a witness to that accident and the only survivor.

To this day, I still regret why I brought Xiaoyu and Xinyi here for a trip, and then we encountered that group of brutal cultists.

They killed everyone in the camp.

I saw with my own eyes Xinyi being tied to stones and thrown into the lake.

They saw Xiaoyu tied to a wooden stake, being sacrificed to the god they spoke of.

I hid among the corpses, too afraid to do anything.

I, I'm such a useless piece of trash!

November 27st

Whenever I recall what happened back then, I feel like I'm on the verge of a mental breakdown.

But in order to avoid forgetting these things, I must write them all down.

That day, I escaped the cultists' pursuit amidst a pile of corpses and witnessed the entire sacrificial process.

These cruel and insane men tied Xiaoyu to a wooden stake and made her their object of worship.

They chose Xiaoyu as a "container" so that the deity they worshipped could descend into this world through Xiaoyu's body.

However, their ritual went wrong, and they were unable to bring down the evil god.

I guess it's because I was hiding among the corpses and disturbing them.

The police eventually arrived.

I heard an angry roar suddenly erupt from nowhere; the evil god seemed to be angry because it could not descend.

The cultists' bodies shattered and turned to ashes, as they begged for mercy and wailed.

Xiaoyu's figure also disappeared in the sudden fire.

The police found no trace of her.

November 3st

For two years after that tragedy, I lived in a daze, often waking up from nightmares.

I saw Xinyi wearing her favorite red dress, pleading for help from the icy lake water.

I also saw Xinyi tied to a wooden stake, constantly being tortured.

So I made up my mind to come back here.

I'm not sure if it's all just my imagination, but I have to find out if my sister, my lover, is still here.

This time, I will not back down.

November 7st

I dreamt of Xiaoyu today.

But I'm sure it wasn't just a dream; I saw her appear in the abandoned Red Leaf Camp.

But in the sky above the camp, there was a red moon, its red light enveloping everything in the camp.

She was still being tortured while tied to the stake.

The cultists grew increasingly ferocious and terrifying, roaming the area.

She told me that the sacrificial ceremony that day failed, the evil god failed to descend as desired, and she and the spirits of the cultists were trapped in this red moon world, suffering eternal torment.

Fortunately, as the vessel through which the evil god descended, she gradually gained some of the evil god's power amidst constant torment.

So she called for me to come back here.

She can teach me how to use strange powers so that I can help her escape her torment.

I agreed to her request.

……

Upon reading this part of the diary, Fan Chen paused slightly and pondered for a moment.

Zheng Mingyu, Zheng Xinyi, and Lin Xiaoyu are clearly the three people in the photo.

The red-clad water ghost is Zheng Xinyi.

Lin Xiaoyu is the girl who was sacrificed.

The mummified corpse, Zheng Mingyu, the owner of the diary, returned to the abandoned Red Leaf Camp after experiencing the evil god sacrifice incident.

After a period of mental confusion, he saw Lin Xiaoyu in his dream.

In the place where he dreamed of Lin Xiaoyu, there was a red moon.

Once a player's sanity drops to 100 points, they will enter the Red Moon Moment alone, which should be the Red Moon world that Zheng Mingyu dreamed of.

The sacrificed girl, Lin Xiaoyu, and the spirits of those cult members are suffering eternal torment within it.

Fan Chen's hidden mission is also to save Lin Xiaoyu, who is suffering torture.

It seems that he really does need to actively enter the Red Moon moment in order to complete this task.

"Lin Xiaoyu is trapped in the Red Moon World, but she has also mastered the power of the evil god. She wants to teach Zheng Mingyu strange powers so that he can help her escape..."

"Is this the origin of the High Priest profession?"

Then, Fan Chen looked up at the statue of a girl in the campfire, her face contorted in pain.

Zheng Mingyu, the owner of the diary, has clearly failed and has not been able to save Lin Xiaoyu.

It also caused strange changes in the camp.

Fan Chen became increasingly curious about the contents of the diary.

He continued reading.