Horror simulator, if you survive till tomorrow, you win

Akalin, Sword Manual, Fate, Advanced, and Portable Jade Pendant, these low-level talents are all very good.

As for the unboxing, Ito Jun couldn't help but think of Ma's probability.

With such a high probability, there must be a problem.

The sword manual is a must-have. It can add 4 attributes when advanced. The longer you persist, the more your appearance will increase. The jade pendant you carry with you may have the ability to ward off evil spirits. Reducing Akalin's presence can also have a miraculous effect.

This is from the perspective of rewards. Tinted glasses are good, but they may not necessarily become rewards.

After thinking for a long time, Ito Jun made a choice.

Colored glasses (orange): Please do not look at people with red, orange, green, cyan, blue or purple glasses.

Sword Manual (White): Without women in your mind, you will be as divine as a god when you draw your sword.

Akalin (Blue): Your presence is very rare.

【Character attributes】

Face value: 10

Intelligence: 7

Constitution: 6

Family status: 5

Happy: 1

【Start simulation】

[On the first day, you pointed your camera at the street performers, and because your pistol was out of bullets, you pieced together the appearance of Abe Bengkotsu on Mount Hezhou.

The street performer suddenly turns around, and you look into his eyes. For some reason you feel that his eyes seem familiar.

In a trance, the people around you disappeared, then the park disappeared, and you appeared on a small path with red rattles on both sides.

You hear a baby crying from behind, you pull down your night vision goggles, turn around and shoot immediately.

you are dead. 】

【Rating: D】

[Reward: Red rattle × 1]

The red rattle that suddenly appeared next to the bench caught Ito Jun's attention.

Ito Jun's scalp tingled.

He suddenly realized two things.

First, the street performer is a super boss.

Second, the rewards for level D and C are not necessarily rewards, they may also be curses.

Ito Jun got up and left.

What street performer? He didn't see it.

A few minutes later, Jun Ito appeared in the park again.

The street performers were still performing horror stories using paper-made paper-made houses, and Ito Jun was standing about ten meters away with a frown on his face.

"Trapped in a maze? No, I'm lost."

Ito Jun hailed a taxi and gave the address of the fortune teller's residence.

The car starts.

This time, Ito Jun did not return to the park. After opening the car door, he found that the house a few meters away was indeed his residence.

"Fuck! It costs a lot to go out and come home."

Ito Jun paid the fare and walked towards the gate with a sullen face.

He felt that it would be necessary to find someone to accompany him when he went out in the future.

After taking out the key, Ito Jun was about to open the door when the sound of a rattle was heard from the side.

Ito Jun's hands and feet felt cold and he slowly lowered his head.

The red rattle was stuck in the mud at the door. Even though there was no wind, it began to shake and made strange noises.

"Ogura, call Misaki and ask her to come over right away!"

Ito Jun pushed open the door, rushed into the entrance and shouted loudly.

After thinking it over, Ito Jun found that the best way to solve the problem of sending drums was to let others help him.

As for the evil spirit-type monster like the baby spirit, it is most appropriate for Misaki, who specializes in eating ghosts, to take on the role.

"What's wrong with you, Ito?"

The fortune teller looked at Ito Jun in astonishment. It was the first time she saw Ito Jun so panicked.

"Stop talking nonsense and call Misaki over here immediately."

Ito Jun took out the old seal, held it tightly, sat on the sofa, and spoke in an impatient tone.

The rattle outside the door became louder and louder, even the fortune teller could hear it. She stared at the door and her face became serious.

"Misaki, can you come over here for a moment?"

The fortune teller took out his cell phone and dialed Misaki's number.

"…What's the matter?…It's time for dinner. I've prepared something delicious for you. If you don't come, the delicious food will be gone…Misaki will be here in 10 minutes."

The fortune teller put down his phone and said to Ito Jun.

"Let her take a taxi and I'll reimburse her for the fare."

"Misaki came here by taxi. By the way, you didn't go to school today, so you didn't know that Misaki has been transferred to your class."

Ito Jun didn't care about Misaki's transfer. He was thinking, 10 minutes, can he last that long?

At least in Anzhiju, both stories were over in 10 minutes.

The old seal should be able to hold out for a while, and there is a fortune teller next to it. The infant spirit should not choose the person holding the old seal as its first target.

Of course, Ito Jun was not sure either.

“Boom boom boom boom boom boom—!”

The rapid drumbeats grew louder and louder, the sound echoing in the room as if a rattle were being shaken in the room.

Apart from the beating of the drums, no other sound could be heard.

Ito Jun walked to the door carefully and pushed it open. The red rattle was standing outside the door, shaking wildly.

"Where did you get that thing from?"

The fortune teller stood behind Ito Jun, twirling his hair with his fingers, and asked quietly while looking at Ito Jun's neck.

“You know the street performer who tells scary stories with paper-like paper-like IOS?”

Ito Jun asked without turning his head. He put down the night vision goggles. Through the perspective of the mirror stone, he could see the red rattle emitting silver phosphorescence.

The weirdness is a cyan-blue light, and weird-related items are silver phosphorescence.

Looking at the red rattle, Ito Jun came up with a pattern.

"—!"

"—!"

"—!"

Suddenly, the sound of a baby crying was heard, and it was getting closer and closer. Although he could not see anything through the night vision goggles, the spreading cold atmosphere made Ito Jun realize that a strange phenomenon was approaching.

Ito Jun immediately stepped back and entered the living room, holding the old seal in front of his chest for defense.

Chapter 60 Teammates Sacrifice to Heaven

The fortune teller stood at the entrance without moving.

Seeing this, Ito Jun hurriedly shouted: "What are you standing there for? Close the door!"

The fortune teller turned around slowly, his movements stiff, like a puppet.

Ito Jun's finger was on the trigger, and an ominous aura spread from the fortune teller's body. As he gazed through the night vision goggles, a blue-green light appeared on the fortune teller's abdomen.

"boom!"

Without waiting for the fortune teller to turn around completely, Ito Jun fired.

Several pellets hit the fortune teller, and the impact made her stagger.

Finally, the fortune teller turned to face Ito Jun, his ferocious face like that of a wild beast.

"Give me your head!"

The woman's roar mixed with the baby's crying, and the fortune teller revealed his long-hidden obsession and pounced on Ito Jun.

"boom!"

Ito Jun calmly stepped back, and several bullets shot out from the camera, hitting the fortune teller's face terribly.

However, the fortune teller seemed to have no vital parts and felt no pain.

All Ito Jun could do was take out the remote control and press it.

"boom!"

The collar on the fortune teller's neck exploded, with just enough force to blow the fortune teller's head into the sky.

Ito Junya never expected that the collar would be used today.

Ito Jun was about to breathe a sigh of relief when suddenly, the headless corpse stretched out its hands, caught the head falling from the sky, and then put it back.

"What the hell?!"

Ito Jun was bewildered. She saw that the fortune teller's hair seemed to be alive. It pierced her skin and sewed her head to her shoulders. The fortune teller, who had recovered, ran towards Ito Jun again.

Ito Jun retreated to his room while shooting. The bullet was not powerful, but the impact was enough to stop the fortune teller's momentum.

After returning to the room, Ito Jun immediately closed the door and found several packets of explosives from the workbench. Although they were inconvenient to carry, they were more powerful than the grenades he usually carried.

"Bang bang bang!"

After being possessed, the fortune teller's IQ decreased. She kept banging on the door, causing it to shake. It seemed that her strength had also increased a lot.

Ito Jun was very calm. He had to be calm at a time like this.

Even the famous ghost king Kayako couldn't harm him, so what could a mere nameless infant spirit do to him?

However, this possession technique is quite powerful, as it allows the human body to avoid the effects of the old seal.

"boom!"

The door finally fell down, and Ito Junya lay down in response, throwing a pack of dynamite at the door. A louder explosion echoed, and flames and impact engulfed the fortune teller's body. The fortune teller hit the wall hard and could not get up after falling down.

However, the baby's crying became louder and more mournful and miserable.

"A day of marriage brings a hundred days of grace. I'll help you find a good feng shui spot tomorrow, and you can go there with peace of mind."

Ito Jun glanced at the fortune teller's body, raised the old seal with his right hand, and said sincerely while guarding against the attack of the infant spirit.

"I, I'm not dead yet..."

A voice weaker than the spring breeze came from the fortune teller.

Ito Jun was stunned for a moment, then immediately said, "Don't force yourself. Your injuries are too severe and cannot be cured. You should rest in peace soon... Besides, your injuries are hard to explain if you are sent to the hospital."

Ito Jun was in a difficult situation. He had no way to explain the explosion and gunshot wounds when the doctor asked him about them. It would be better for the fortune teller to die.

"...I hate you...I won't let you go..."

The fortune teller uttered a resentful curse, and smoke began to come out of her body. She spontaneously combusted at an extremely fast speed. In the smoke, Ito Jun vaguely saw the fortune teller's ghost and the souls of several children.

What the hell? !