Thriller Tour Group

The other party didn’t answer Wei Xun’s question in the end, and gave him a low and cryptic laugh. Wei Xun had his own way of judging matters and felt that An Xuefeng and *** must definitely have a deep relationship. Otherwise, why would *** negotiate the terms of the agreement on behalf of An Xuefeng?

Of course, the two may also hate each other. In reality, Wei Xun was scolded as a lunatic or a crazy fellow by many people. This An Xuefeng wasn’t aware of what Wei Xun was like, yet he was bound with Wei Xun via the agreement. Wei Xun didn’t know whether it was a good or bad thing.

However, Wei Xun also harbored horrible intentions and didn’t intend to continue asking. After chatting about the details of the agreement, he chose to sign it, and casually asked if there was any way to take the initiative to contact ***.

“After all, it’s fate that we met.” 

[Don’t try to contact me. You won’t gain any benefits from contacting me]

The male voice teased, [My existence should not be known by you. With your current strength, you may go crazy if you excessively dig out my information and understand my existence]

“Wow.”

Wei Xun expressed his desire to try with this word.

[Time’s already up. You should return.]

The male voice sounded softer and softer, and his voice gradually disappeared. The last sentence lingered in Wei Xun’s ears.

[I’ve erased some small troubles for you……]

When his voice disappeared, Wei Xun could sense his body again. When his consciousness returned, he was almost stupefied. 

He was too hot. He felt hot all over his body, like he was a fish in a frying pan. Even if he was soaking in the stream, he couldn’t cool down.

The most important thing was that he was injured, and the title of Cold-Blooded was working, so Wei Xun felt hot on the outside and cold on the inside. He was experiencing the two sensations piled on one another——ice and fire. However, he was also poisoned by the zombified flying fox king. He was paralyzed and couldn’t even turn over in the stream.

After expending lots of effort, Wei Xun could barely clench his right hand. The feeling of the cold and hard metal sheet in his hand was clear, and its unchanging temperature seemed to calm Wei Xun’s restless mood.

[Name: Wei Xun’s Nameplate] 

[Quality: Unknown]

[Function: You can record your name. No matter what kind of crazy situation you encounter, you will not forget your name and part of your consciousness will remain sane and clear.]

[Recorded name: 1/1]

The nameplate was still with him, and Wei Xun’s name had been bound to the prop. Even though he was in a state where he was experiencing a severe loss in his SAN value, he still remembered his name and remained rational. 

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What happened just now was really not an illusion or a dream.

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But now, he still had a pressing problem to solve.

“Wah——!” 

“Wah——!”

As soon as he woke up, he heard the cruel and harsh roar of the zombified flying fox king as it approached him, but he was still paralyzed and couldn’t dodge or fight back. What should he do?

Fuck.

Wei Xun maliciously cursed *** in his heart. Didn’t this man say “I’ve erased some small troubles for you”? Why was the zombified flying fox still here?? Unless killing this small animal wouldn’t be considered a small trouble to him? 

That man was really naughty and petty.

Fortunately, Wei Xun had always doubted his words and hadn’t believed them all like a fool. Otherwise, if he hadn’t made mental preparations and seen the zombified flying fox king as soon as he opened his eyes, he would have unwittingly falenl into a disadvantageous situation.

However, the current situation was very unfavorable to him. A smelly current of air swept over Wei Xun’s body——The zombified flying fox king lowered his head and sniffed his body to judge whether Wei Xun was dead.

The zombified flying fox king in its unsealed state was unlike the meat mountain that was easy for Wei Xun to bully before. When Wei Xun was in his heyday, it had taken a lot of effort to defeat him, not to mention that his state was currently akin to a rag doll. His body was paralyzed by toxins. The ordinary antidote couldn’t remove the toxin of the zombified flying fox king, and the price of the omnipotent antidote was as high as 50,000 points. 

The danger was close at hand, and his mutated blood was boiling with the desire to battle again, urging Wei Xun to fight with the zombified flying fox king until he lost his last drop of blood. But now, Wei Xun’s reason had recovered, and he wouldn’t bother with the urge.

He had already figured out other ways to deal with the zombified flying fox king other than fighting it head-on.

Lying quietly in the stream, Wei Xun closed his eyes and waited quietly.

Finally, a huge shadow came down, and a strong force pushed his body forward to lift him up. It was the zombified flying fox king. 

Wei Xun’s hand moved slightly, and the humble demonic mosquito mouthpiece that was like a golden needle was clamped between his fingers.

The opportunity he had been waiting for had come.

[Countdown to death——06:40:25]

[Countdown to death——04:12:05] 

[Countdown to death——]

The stream was dyed red with blood, and there was a large pool of blood on the grassy banks of the stream. The whole area looked like a hurricane had passed through, with broken and overturned trees and uprooted shrubs. Traces from the fierce battle had been left everywhere.

“Wah——”

“Wah——” 

The shrill and angry howl echoed in the mountains and forests. The howling of the zombified flying fox king was getting closer and closer, as the dark scarlet monster approached the stream.

Its appearance was now different from when it had been sealed. It had not separated itself from the eight long legs which were as thin as hemp poles, but its newly grown hind limbs were strong and powerful and its claws were sharp and poisonous. It was a few times smaller than before, but it was still as big as an ox. Its body was covered with a dark-gray exoskeleton, which made it look more like a mecha from some kind of interstellar novel. The most terrifying thing were the sickle-shaped sharp forelimbs in front of its chest.

The wing membrane that the zombified flying foxes used to glide around had degenerated into a pair of forelimb “blades,” like a mantis but magnified thousands of times. There were countless invisible serrations on the seemingly smooth blade, and it looked like it could easily tear anything apart.

At this moment, the terrifying monster had gotten rid of its seal and thought that it had defeated the strong enemy. It laughed wildly and, roaring and shrieking, cut the broken couple tree into pieces and leveled its roots. After venting its anger, the zombified flying fox king slowly approached the stream step by step, and opened its big and bloody mouth filled with serrated fangs. 

However, the person in the stream was still floating motionlessly, as if he was dead.

[Get up, wake up quickly!]

At this time, the audience in III-9’s Intoxicating Xiangxi series tour livestream room were worried, and the barrage was being spammed crazily.

[Get up quickly, you’re dying!] 

[Fuck, no! The tour guide can’t die when I just started watching, right? Come on!]

[Stand up, III-9, charge and wipe out that fella!]

After being recommended on the Asia section and beating II-49 in a PK, the popularity of III-9’s livestream room increased sharply, attracting the attention of countless tourists and tour guides. Everyone wanted to know how far this Silver-Rank tour guide could go on the Intoxicating Xiangxi tour, and how many tourists he could lead to survive until the end.

Someone secretly put Bai Xiaosheng’s evaluation of III-9 in the forum. It turned out that Bai Xiaosheng’s original words that “as long as III-9 doesn’t die, there is a 5% chance that all the tourists will survive” spread around. However, his words got increasingly outrageous as it spread among the people. In the end, his statement became a blatant show of power, which aroused the disgust of many tourists and tour guides. 

Even those powerful tour guides didn’t dare to say that all their tourists would live on a tour. Furthermore, he was just an III-Rank tour guide. How could he get such a good evaluation from Bai Xiaosheng? Fake, it had to be fake! It had to be III-9’s lunatic fans who had spread such a rumor!

The forum was abuzz for a while. Amid the verbal war filled with curses, countless people aggressively found III-9’s livestream room. Some wanted to vent, and some wanted to see how exactly this tour guide was great. They all acted enigmatically.

However, what they saw was just a mosaic.

The audience, who want to find fault with Wei Xun: ??? 

A mosaiced tour guide?

III-9’s livestream room was very bizarre. The tour guide’s screen was shrouded in mosaics almost all day. Even if they wanted to see III-9 and condescendingly give pointers as to what he should do, they couldn’t do it. They could only remain upset, and guess what III-9 had done through the reactions of the tourists in the livestream’s sub-screens.

For a time, the barrage in III-9’s livestream room made speculations based on various clues about what III-9 was doing and what he had done, agreeing with or refuting other people’s views. People who weren’t aware of what had happened came in and thought it was III-9’s fanatical and evil cult fans who were discussing the details of what had happened.

It was until III-9 had gone to the fetal flesh graveyard to see the fireflies that the livestream room became more normal. Someone began to analyze the task given in the attraction and evaluate the tourists’ response. The fetal flesh graveyard scene was even more thrilling, and it stimulated a sharp increase in the number of viewers. Some people in the barrage had analyzed that the tourists may have to split up in this attraction, and that there must be differences between the human babies and ghost babies. 

[Four ghost babies, four human babies, this is really the safest choice]

[Is Wang Pengpai so good at driving? Fuck, he’s too fucking strong. Is the Driver title so amazing!]

[This C-ranked tour party is sincerely recruiting tourists with “Driver” related titles, not limited to any rank. You’ll be entering the tour party as a core member, and the contact information of our leader is……]

[It’s just a Driver title. How hilarious. Wang Pengpai can be considered to be very lucky. Just go to the Travel Services’ video library and randomly search for a car accident clip. The jinxes who annihilate the whole team are all people with “Driver” titles!] 

[It’s true. Have all the veterans died such that only newcomers are present in the audience? Are there any people holding the Driver title? People with this title can only be raised by big tour parties. Before this title is promoted to “Old Driver,” the probability of an accident is unimaginable]

[If you want to promote the title, you have to keep driving. Those with the title of Driver are all tour group extinguishers. If you really want to raise an “Old Driver,” thousands of lives will not be enough to even raise one]

[Wang Pengpai merely braced himself to face the danger this time. Didn’t you see that he deliberately cut his hand and didn’t want to drive? In case of an accident, the whole tour group would die. This time was pure luck]

[To be honest, I didn’t expect to see an attraction that would split the tour group up in a Silver-Rank tour guide’s group] 

[I haven’t experienced it. If I were Zhao Hongtu, I would panic. It’s really scary]

[What’s happening to III-9? I’m so anxious. There’s a lot of blood. Wang Pengpai’s whole body is soaked in blood!]

[I can’t see it. Fuck, I’ve never seen a livestreamer who likes to take off his clothes so much!]

[Censors, fucking censors. I’m extremely anxious! III-9 won’t die, right!]

[From the reaction of the tourists, he should not be dead, but he should also be seriously injured. Yu Hean looks as if his father died]

[What bullshit are you saying? He’s just worried about his younger brother. Who’s Brother 9? He can’t even get through such a small obstacle?] 

[I don’t talk to III-9’s lunatic fans]

[LOL, younger brother? Look at who’s talking in the livestream. The audience in III-9’s livestream are his crazy fans by default, okay?]

Although they were very anxious about the current situation of III-9, the audience could only guess what III-9 was doing through the behavior of other tourists. Some people said that Zhao Hongtu’s scream was due to III-9’s death, while others said that he yelled because III-9 was distributing pornographic content.

“III-9 took the gun Hou Feihu left to Zhao Hongtu.” 

As soon as Bai Xiaosheng’s voice fell in the virtual hall of the International Thriller Travel Services, several gunshots travelled from the livestream screen.

“Truly amazing.”

Shi Xiao was really convinced of Bai Xiaosheng’s judgment. III-9’s livestream had been blocked, which originally made him extremely anxious. After all, for his brother Shi Tao to survive the tour, the tour guide could not die.

Although he paid the most attention to his brother, Shi Xiao was also concerned for III-9. After seeing that Shi Tao chose the ghost baby and was sent to the “Cordoned-off Village” after he woke up, Shi Xiao was vaguely relieved. 

As a veteran tourist, he could naturally tell that choosing the ghost babies was the safest. He might suffer a little fright, but that should be all.

In contrast, the situation over at III-9’s side was worrying him more. III-9’s mosaic was truly too incredible. It not only blocked the image, but also the sound. They didn’t even know when III-9 spoke, and could only make guesses through the actions of the other tourists.