The Witcher Loads the Thriller Game

in the isolation room.

Wang Ya gently touched the coffin with her palm, and then began to knock.

Red sparks gradually emerged, and began to dispel the black aura accumulated in the ancient coffin itself.

If it wasn't for Wang Ya's own power to suppress it, the corpse owner might have already woken up from his deep sleep.

Wang Ya withdrew her own strength, and the black aura gradually began to restrain itself, as if returning to its master.

"Okay, come out, I have some questions I want to ask you!"

Wang Ya said lightly.

The black breath settled in the coffin like a liquid, and completely submerged the corpse owner's body.

Following Wang Ya's voice, there was also an obvious change.

Outlines and faces began to emerge, and the red ancient clothes were extremely gorgeous, even shocking.

The red on it is more bloody.

Fair cheeks, like a living person.

The pale green data light flashed in Wang Ya's eyes.

Like a living person does not mean a living person.

At least, there must be that kind of humanity.

His eyelids trembled, very humane, and then he opened his own eyes, but those eyes were full of ashes, without any indifference of emotional fluctuations.

The pitch black is extremely deep, and this is indeed not the kind of eyes that humans can have.

Wang Ya frowned slightly, and took a serious look at the corpse owner.

Then he shook her face with his hands.

"Fool?"

But this finally made the corpse owner react, turned his direction, and looked at Wang Ya.

He blinked his eyes, and there was still some confusion on his face, as if he hadn't woken up.

Paired with this beautiful face and the gorgeous red dress, it is very beautiful.

Wang Ya didn't hold back, stretched out her hand, and approached the corpse owner Linglong's beautiful face.

Then, he directly gave a big pussy.

Slapped the corpse owner back again.

But the next moment, Linglong, the corpse owner, sat up directly from the coffin again, staring straight at Wang Ya with dark eyes, which were full of strange and strange colors.

It seemed to be some anger and resentment.

Wang Ya touched his chin, with an interested look in his eyes: "Have you finally woke up? It is true that you will become dementia and a fool if you sleep for a long time. After a long time of not thinking, your thoughts fell into silence. When you think about it again, it degenerates."

Suddenly, a lot of malice began to condense in the isolation room.

The dark breath suddenly expanded, forming a large number of ghost hands, and began to attack indiscriminately.

But the main attack fell on Wang Ya.

The eyes met the dark eyes of the corpse owner Linglong, and the corner of Wang Ya's mouth raised an arc.

It seems that the little guy in front of him is still a little disobedient.

Otherwise, or simply put it on the dissecting table?

When those ghost hands were about to fall on Wang Ya, red sparks also appeared.

A small ring of flames was formed, burning the condensed ghost hands one by one.

Then the red fire element particles swept away the air in the entire isolation room.

Wang Ya looked at the corpse owner Linglong, and walked over, followed by another big push, who slapped the corpse owner Linglong who was still in the stupid stage into the coffin.

What made Wang Ya feel helpless the most was that the corpse owner Linglong sat up like a zombie again, looking at him with dark eyes.

It seems that he is really a fool.

Wang Ya couldn't make a difference, and simply pointed his finger on the forehead of the other party, linking the message to be conveyed to that weak spiritual consciousness.

After finishing all this, Wang Ya walked out of the isolation room.

The corpse owner, Linglong, was looking at his back in a daze, her expression seemed to have changed, as if she was using her weak spiritual consciousness to think hard.

Wang Ya's face was somewhat satisfied, because the reminder from the horror system had come.

[Reminder: Horror player Wang Ya, corpse owner Linglong has agreed to your request and supports you to become the mayor of the horror city, current support rate: 2/30]

Wang Ya had a smile on his face. Since he is the mayor, anyone can take this position.

Even if there are mandatory conditions, it is nothing more than becoming a person in the system.

Wang Ya, who replaced Xie Ying's identity, already had the most formal identity.

Isn't it normal to get the support of the rest of the citizens and become the mayor?

Perhaps even the existences at the top of these horror lists did not expect that if they wanted to become mayors and kings of terror, they could not only rely on force to suppress them.

But it seems to make sense.

He seems to be relying on force now, and doesn't care much about the opinions of the citizens.

Wang Ya's mouth raised a subtle smile.

But it doesn't matter, he believes that these citizens can understand his good intentions to develop the horrible city better.

Then, the next step is to wait for his two Harak microcosmic material avatars to convince other list members.

.........

With a pair of dark circles under his eyes, Li Ming walked out of his room, if it wasn't for investigating the mayor's matter.

He wouldn't go to bed early and wake up early after staying up all night.

It was only nine o'clock, and the sun hadn't hit his sheets yet, so it was a good time to rest.

When walking around the corner, Liming was almost taken aback.

"I said, uncle, you can't make any sound when you walk. It's so scary."

Li Ming looked at the old man in the Chinese tunic suit who was carrying some steamed buns in a plastic bag in his hand, and said angrily.

Patting his chest, he took the initiative to take the breakfast from the other party's hand.

"Master, you are so kind to me and even bought me food, then I will not be polite!!"

The wrinkled face of the old man in the tunic suit rarely showed some inexplicable color.

It seemed to be helpless, but also seemed to be laughing.

After eating and drinking, Liming asked the old man in the tunic suit some more things.

For example, is there anything unclean there.

Secondly, don't you feel lonely living alone in this funeral home?

Finally, the most critical part was asked, which was some information about the mayor.

Li Ming narrowed his eyes, he was observing the old man to see if there was anything unusual.

The runes did not match some of his guesses.

Somewhat disappointingly, the old man is a bit more human during the day than at night.

When speaking, the expressions are more.

It was when talking about the mayor that something went wrong.

"Mayor...what's wrong with the mayor, are you looking for the mayor..."

The old man in the Chinese tunic suit said with a smile: "How can I, an old man who runs a funeral parlor, know about such a big man as the mayor?"

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