Chapter 191: The Grudge at the Mass Grave

Immortality is the dream of many people, but it is also painful to watch loved ones leave you one after another.

In theory, you can live forever after entering the City of Dreams, but the dreams they created will not, and the people they invented, fabricated, and imagined will not. Presumably everyone who works for the City of Dreams has their own obsessions. It's just that the job content of this corpse buryer is a little special.

The old man talked for a while, and his spirits seemed to improve a lot, and he slowly got up from the ground.

"Since you are not here to take over, I have to continue working. There is probably a new person here. There have been a lot more corpses recently."

Ye Tingbai was suddenly excited. If these corpses came from abandoned dreams, then the time when the corpses appeared could be used to deduce the time when the latest batch entered the city.

"When did the number of corpses start to increase?"

The old man said nonchalantly.

"It's been more than half a month, I don't know when this will end."

Ye Tingbai's eyes narrowed. It turned out that the matter was not that simple. Tian Xin arrived three days ago. This should not be wrong. The Lord Curly Hair had no reason to lie to him. So what was the corpse that increased so much more than half a month ago? What's going on?

Ye Tingbai continued to ask: "Will the natives here increase their corpses?"

"Yes, as long as you survive here, you can create various characters according to what you want, such as wives, daughters, parents, and any character you think of.

When you get tired of using it, kill it, and the city will naturally throw the body to me. "

Ye Tingbai: "No restrictions?"

"Probably. I haven't heard of any specific restrictions. After all, it's just a dummy. No one cares too much. If you stay here for a long time, you won't have the same enthusiasm as when you first arrived here."

Let's not consider the problems of the world itself. On this basis, when everyone imagines entering a normal state, the number of corpses produced every day should become stable. Such a large increase in corpses can only be caused by the appearance of outsiders.

In other words, it is very likely that an outsider has appeared before the five of them. Perhaps the first person to appear is the one truly chosen by Dream City.

The five of them may be somewhat similar to Tian Xin's dream. The first person's dream involves the five of them in reality. This is the most reasonable explanation that Ye Tingbai can think of at present, but why are the five of them Woolen cloth?

Ye Tingbai: "Where did you bury the first batch of corpses that appeared in large numbers?"

"Come with me."

The old man slowly moved his thin body and walked towards the back of the house. Considering the old man's physical condition, it would be no exaggeration to say that he would die suddenly. His body was so thin that he barely had a layer of skin, but even so, he could still move freely. , very incredible.

The old man led Ye Tingbai to a piece of land that had obviously been turned over, and pointed at the ground and said.

"They're all piled up here."

Judging from the traces of digging the soil, the pit was indeed quite big, about ten times larger than a normal grave. The sub-personality waved his hand, and the soil on the ground automatically floated and moved to the side, revealing the corpses buried underground.

When the old man saw this scene, he was immediately shocked, and his eyes widened as if they were about to explode.

Within a few seconds, the pit that the old man had worked so hard to fill for several days was opened by his secondary personality. There were at least hundreds of corpses under the pit. The death of these corpses was strange, and many of them had pustules on their bodies. It was somewhat similar to the ghost I saw before, but that ghost was more miserable.

Sub-personality: "It may have been wrapped in some deadly gas or liquid. I can't see the specific reason."

At this moment, the corpses filling the pit opened their eyes at the same time. They twisted their bodies, grabbed Ye Tingbai's ankles, and tried to drag him into the pit.

The sub-personality controlled a row of small daggers to pass under his feet, and the corpses close to him all had their arms cut off, but the number of corpses in front of him was too many, so he had to take two steps back quickly, even if the grabbing people were like this. The palms on Ye Tingbai's ankles still haven't fallen off, and they can still move.

The sub-personality ran away, but the old man who buried the corpse was a little miserable. He moved slowly and was immediately dragged into the corpse pit. Torn apart by hundreds of corpses, he disappeared from the sub-personality's sight and screamed repeatedly. None.

The sub-personality controlled the dagger to cut off all the necks of these monsters, retreating while cutting. However, the activity of these corpses was amazing. Even if they lost their heads, their activities would not be affected. The sub-personality could only do the next best thing and start to attack their limbs. Take action.

Hundreds of corpses, under the high-frequency attacks of the secondary personality, could not organize a decent attack at all, and they were all chopped into pieces and squirming on the ground.

At this time, Ye Tingbai felt a chill on his neck, and an eerie voice sounded in his ears.

"You have to die"

The main personality immediately controlled the body and turned around to grab it. For a moment, Ye Tingbai saw it. It was the monster with thick sores all over its body. Moreover, Ye Tingbai also touched him and his hands were stained with some pus.

It was this bit of pus that already caused Ye Tingbai to feel excruciating pain, and his palms began to turn white and blister.

He squatted down and rubbed against the ground. Ye Tingbai's current physical fitness was no longer comparable to that of normal people. After a pollution enhancement, the support of nano-robots, and the increase in blood epidemic.

But even with such a body, it was still crumbling under the pus. What kind of monster was it? He was even thinking about what he would do if the monster rushed up to him regardless of anything and hugged him.

The secondary personality cannot see, and he does not have strong fighting ability, so it is somewhat dangerous.

Just as Ye Tingbai was checking the stones, he saw the old man who should have been torn to pieces by the zombies, moving his body out of the room again. He sighed when he saw the scattered corpses in front of him.

"You have done a lot of work for me again."

Ye Tingbai: "What was that just now? You seem to be used to it?"

The old man half-knelt on the ground silently, as if praying, and then silently picked up the corpses one by one and threw them back into the pit.

"They are resentful. These people were created like toys and then discarded. They have their own thoughts. It is normal to have resentment, so I want to bury them."

Ye Tingbai looked towards the iron barrel-like city in the distance. He noticed that the wall was full of scratches, some white and some bloody. Maybe the corpses and monsters on the ground were the reason why the wall was cracked.

Ye Tingbai didn't know how to define it. Are these abandoned people considered human beings?