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"He has a knife! Never get close to him!"

This message did not appear suddenly, but was already on the door.

"This is……"

Zhang Xiaoke has no amnesia, but on the contrary, he has always had a good memory.

This is not something that happened after being selected by the system and began to "evolution", but it was like this when he was still an ordinary person.

Of course, now we are not saying that he is a genius, but that Zhang Xiao remembers the line of words in front of him.

"This is the second message."

That's right, this is the second message Zhang Xiao saw. In other words, this door should be the second message door he passed by before.

There is another door, and he is about to leave this strange place.

But Zhang Xiao had no joy in his heart that he was about to escape from the trap, but was filled with horror.

It’s not fear, but a horrible premonition of the disaster!

Because he had passed so many doors and so many doors that were flooded with text messages, but no text messages on that door would make another sound.

Even though he had inexplicably ignored when the phone ringtone stopped, he could not remember this incident wrongly.

Because if it weren't for the sudden sound, Zhang Xiao wouldn't have seen it.

Although there seems to be some unknown force in this that attracted Zhang Xiao's attention, the key point is the sudden message ringtone.

So, is it really just for him to see the newsletter?

Of course it is impossible!

Click!

At this moment, the door showing the text message suddenly changed, not disappearing, but becoming a projection-like thing.

But this sound is not this changing sound, but a somewhat strange sound that Zhang Xiao had heard.

Fortunately, Zhang Xiao had a great memory. He had heard this sound very few times, and he immediately recalled the meaning of the sound.

That was the sound of the thumb pushing the knife jaw and the samurai sword was unsheathed!

He almost took a step back against the sword light that came from his face, avoiding the sudden oncoming sword!

No, he didn't completely dodge. He was too close to the door just now, and too close to the samurai sword that suddenly slashed out from the door.

Zhang Xiao touched the eyebrow bone, and a wound was left behind by the sharp blade.

Coincidentally, the wound on the cheek that had been left with squinting eyes was under the wound, and it looked inexplicably like the same wound.

However, Zhang Xiao didn't care about this. He just touched the wound on his face, licked it and flowed to the corner of his mouth.

"Pooh--"

The real pain was definitely not an illusion, and the taste of the blood was still fresh in memory. The bright red blood in front of me was indeed stained with his blood.

This means that what is happening in front of you is not his imagination, but the real weird things.

Then Zhang Xiao saw a man walking out of the illusory cabin door with a samurai sword.

This is a weird looking person, and maybe it may not be human.

Rather than saying that this is a person, it is a certain inferior three-dimensional form, just like that door, and it looks extremely illusory.

Zhang Xiao couldn't see his face. Although there were ups and downs there, it was just a white board and had no facial features. The skin exposed in other places, hands and feet were the same as its face, and it looked just like a certain model.

The clothes on this "person" look like they are just stickers, and they can't see any details clearly. They can only roughly see the black and white color scheme, which looks like some kind of practice clothing.

This whole person is like a character model that goes from a bad game to a reality.

The only difference is the knife in its hand, which is a real samurai sword.

This samurai sword has no handle rolls, it is a plain suit, but it is not wrapped in any fabric or fish skin on the grip. It looks very ancient, but the straight blade body and the sharp edges are covered with exactly the same broken cloud-like knife patterns. Such exquisite forging technology does not look very ancient.

But no matter whether it is old or not, Zhang Xiao knew that this knife was a good one.

Seeing a drop of blood dripping along the tip of the knife, like a fleeting red spider flower bursting on the floor, and the knife, neither the blade nor the tip, left a trace of blood. Zhang Xiao knew that he was right.

"What a hell is this ability?"

Summoning? Showing? Speech? Or some other strange ability.

Zhang Xiao couldn't understand at all. This was much weirder than the previous abilities of No. 4's squinting eyes.

But Zhang Xiao was at least sure that this strange ability requires a medium - it should be that strange message.

But before Zhang Xiao could figure out the connection clearly, the strange rough character model - or "swordsman" - also called "swordsman"; it slashed over with a knife.

Unlike the nearly sneak attack just now, Zhang Xiao could see clearly this time that the swordsman in front of him was definitely not very fast. At least compared to him, the attack level of the sword swing was not threatening at all.

However, the weapon in the other party's hand could indeed hurt him, so Zhang Xiao had no choice but to find a way to avoid it.

He did not retreat because the situation in front of him had already shown that the text messages on the cabin doors behind him were also very dangerous.

Although the mechanism of contact is not yet certain, the safest approach is undoubtedly to stay away from dangerous areas.

So Zhang Xiao just stepped on two small steps, avoided the knife that was hit from the front, and at the same time, he consciously circled around for half a circle, preparing to take the opportunity to rush past the strange swordsman in front of him.

Zhang Xiao was almost successful, and he was naturally avoided by his slaughter. The swordsman was obviously not a truly skilled swordsman. He had almost no choice but to be inferior to Zhang Xiao.

It could only stretch out its other hand in vain, as if it was trying to catch Zhang Xiao.

But how is this possible? Its knife is not as fast as Zhang Xiao, so how can its hands...

Chih--

However, something strange happened, and a bright sword light flashed by, and another knife appeared in the swordsman's empty hand!

Fortunately, Zhang Xiao was always alert. The moment the spatula light appeared, he instinctively rolled back with a lazy donkey.

This seemingly embarrassing "tactic move" made Zhang Xiao unharmed, but when Zhang Xiao stood up and looked at the swordsman holding a knife in front of him, he couldn't be happy at all.

"Another one more? Damn it, can this guy be upgraded?!"

I haven't figured out the principle of the other party's ability to move, but I found that the other party's ability can be automatically "upgraded". Is there anything worse than this?

Some, because Zhang Xiao turned his head a little, he realized that he was a little big - he was surrounded by the third cabin door with the message written on it!

"It's on fire! Put the fire out!"

"What's the smell? Oops! It's the gas leak!"

"No, that's not water! That's gasoline!!"

"Run!!"

A series of not-so-long messages were presented on the cabin door, and Zhang Xiao almost finished everything at a glance.

The cold sweat on Zhang Xiao's body fell down because just those words could make people feel a very bad breath.

Just kidding, adding things like "flame", "gas" and "gas" together would be like a manifestation of the words "explosion".

More importantly, the guy who was still hiding in the dark seemed to be manifested in a sense.

Could it be that there will be a big explosion behind this door next?

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I just received a notice from the company today, and I will build a team for one day tomorrow. So, there is no way to update... Fortunately, I tried my best to write it out today!
Chapter completed!