I have a big ball of light

Chapter 11 I Can Dodge Grade 1, But I Can't Dodge 5

Claude was grateful to the celebrities who attended the banquet, which made it possible for him to not make things more difficult for him in the New York Police Department. As the first person to escape, he was quite conspicuous.

Even so, it was already two o'clock in the morning when Claude returned home after recording his confession, accompanied by personal lawyer O'Neill who came over.

After closing the door, Claude threw aside the custom-made suit stained by champagne and rubbed his face tiredly.I fumbled to press the indoor light switch button, but no light came on.In the quiet night, the only sound he could hear was the "click" of him pressing the switch.

Claude stopped. He felt that something was wrong in the apartment.I turned around and looked at the window, which was completely dark. The orange light from the street lights in the past had disappeared.

If you don't know you're in trouble, you'd be stupid.Turning around and opening the door, Claude's escape movements were so skillful that it made people feel distressed.It's a pity that the door didn't cooperate. No matter how hard he tried, the door made a shaking sound of "bang~bang~bang~" but the door lock remained motionless.

While he was struggling with the door lock, a hazy figure suddenly appeared in the living room.

Claude felt a chill in his vest, as if a ferocious beast was staring at him.He turned around slowly and stiffly, looking at the looming figure in the hall, Claude's legs began to tremble slightly again.The number of times his legs swung today, if he had a mobile phone attached to him, he would definitely take the No. 1 spot in today’s list of steps in the circle of friends.

Claude couldn't help but take a few steps back, his whole back pressed tightly against the door.

"Wang Defa, I can't hide from the first grade of junior high school, but I can't hide from the fifteenth grade. This Ta Miao is playing with me." Claude's eyes gradually became moist.

A faint moonlight came from the window, like a searchlight on a stage, illuminating the hazy figure in the living room.

This humanoid creature was wearing a gray transparent lace gauze garment. This special garment was supposed to bring infinite temptation to women, but now it was stained with bright red blood, and its seductive function was directly reduced to negative.

Underneath the withered golden hair soaked in blood, there is a wrinkled face of a woman that is numb and withered.With this faint moonlight, at least Claude could tell that the figure that appeared in his house was a woman.

The majority of netizens said that as long as you are brave, Sadako will take maternity leave.But just from this terrifying atmosphere, Claude felt that there was a burst of moisture in his crotch. Little Claude said that it had temporarily lost some functions.

The woman, who didn't know whether she was a human or a ghost, moved slowly, making a squeaking sound as her bare feet rubbed against the wooden floor, and slowly moved towards Claude.The lips stained red by blood opened and closed, as if they were whispering something.

As the mouth opened and closed, the blood flowed down like a waterfall, slowly forming a spreading pool of blood on the ground.There were secret and furtive whispers in the house, as if they were calls from some kind of abyss.

The sound was so strange and terrifying, and the overwhelming fear that followed was more like an electric shock that spread throughout his body. Claude had never experienced this feeling before. The cold moonlight combined with the whispers continued to torture him. eardrum.

There was no time to feel sorry for the solid wood floor that he spent a lot of money to decorate. He turned around and grasped the door handle, raised his shoulders, and slammed the door with all his strength.

With the sound of "Bang~Bang~Bang~", the pool of blood under the monster's feet continued to spread on the floor. The lower body, which was originally a white pair of legs, slowly grew out strips of flesh with mouth parts as the blood spread. touch.

Clinging to the scraps of flesh that still had a hint of female characteristics, barely called the abdomen, each piece of meat touched the connection with the abdomen, and slowly opened disgusting eyeballs.

Part of the flesh seems to be underdeveloped, with an incomplete mouth or throat.

The distance between the monster and Claude was getting closer and closer, and bursts of black mist emitted from its lower body spread to the monster's body as if it were alive.

The monster's withered head is no longer as dry and withered as it was just seen, but is covered with strands of human flesh and hair, and a fire-like phosphorescence emerges from the breathtaking eye sockets, as if there is something there. Staring at Claude as if he was aware of it.

The mouth opened wider and wider like a snake. Behind the original upper and lower teeth, several densely jagged rear molars grew out. Bright red blood and dark green mucus stirred around in the mouth.

The unknown monster seemed to be enjoying the life of its prey that was about to run out. It slowly moved towards Claude centimeter by centimeter as the pool of blood spread under its feet.

The open arms grew wild beast-like claws, wanting to hold Claude in his arms and love him well.As she opened her arms, the stretched-out silk transparent pajamas seemed to be filled with terrifying ghosts from hell.

Claude's crotch was really wet this time. The great tree man once said: Death is not terrible. What is truly terrible is the process of waiting for death.

Facing this horrific scene, Claude was so frightened that his brain frantically urged his body to run quickly, but his legs in his lower body seemed to be filled with lead. They refused to listen to the command from his brain and stayed in place, trembling crazily.

The brain's CPU was overloaded crazily, and some exorcism tips that I had heard before kept flashing through my mind.

"talisman, peach wood sword, boy's urine, Diamond Sutra, willow branches"

Finally, three big characters flashed in front of him: "Child Urine". When he first traveled to this world, Claude was sure that his body could fully meet this standard.

However, after the corrosion of capitalist social life during this period, this body became impure under the training of several blond and wavy teachers.

Forget about treating a dead horse like a live doctor. This can be considered a bold move. Claude twisted his waist, took out his gun, and roared through gritted teeth:

"Eat my Namo Gatling Bodhisattva"

If he hadn't been young enough now, the little brother who almost missed the gun just now would have fired directly from the holster.

I drank a lot of champagne at the banquet before, and I was even frightened by a gunfight and got a little angry.This time he took the initiative to open the gate and release the water, and the powerful urine immediately covered the monster's body.

The yellow urine made the already terrifying monster even more disgusting.Naturally, the urine that was no longer a child's urine did not have any effect. Instead, a smell of urine came out of the room.

The monster seemed to be enraged, following the pool of blood expanded by the urine, speeding up and rushing toward Claude.Hastily he holstered his pistol.After all, it would be too shameful to die openly. No matter what, you must leave yourself a man's dignity.

Just when Claude was about to close his eyes and wait for death, a flash of silver light lit up on his chest. When he lowered his head, he saw that it was the silver cross he had bought earlier.Without any time to think, Claude pulled the necklace off his neck.

As if to cheer himself up, he shouted:

"Ah go to hell monster"

Faced with this situation, Claude no longer had the courage to face his fear. He turned his head and closed his eyes. He grabbed the necklace and stretched his hand straight towards the monster in front of him.

The outstretched arm didn't feel any touch yet, and it felt like it had been hit hard all over. The whole body rose into the air, and the back came into close contact with the ceiling.

With a howl that was both human and ghostly, Claude's body pressed against the ceiling lost support and fell heavily to the floor.

Even though the ground was covered with thick solid wood flooring, these two consecutive impacts knocked Claude on his back. As soon as he took a breath, he felt like stars were shining in his eyes, his eyes went black, and he passed out.

He didn't know how long he had been unconscious, but Claude felt a hot burning sensation in his hands.The pain woke him up from his coma, Claude opened his eyes and threw out the hot necklace in his hand.

The silver cross seemed to burn its last remaining heat and fell apart in the air.Enduring the pain all over his body, Claude climbed up. The lights in the room were as bright as day, the orange lights outside the window were still there, and occasionally there was the sound of cars passing by.

There was no blood raging on the floor, and there was no hazy figure in the center of the hall.

If it weren't for the broken necklace on the ground, the burning sensation in his hands, and the puddle of piss on the floor.Reminding him of what just happened, Claude might even feel like he was just having a nightmare.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Is this rotten country trying to drive me away? I'm trying to trick you. I'll run away tomorrow."

Claude thought about the suspense novels he had read before. When encountering such things, running away would only lead to death.Not to mention in this distant country of the United States, who knows whether the church here will care about souls from other worlds.

He glanced at the dark night outside the window. It might be more dangerous to go out at this time.Claude gritted his teeth and exchanged a new silver necklace from the mall. He checked the entire room with the necklace and found nothing wrong. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

He hurriedly cleaned up the liquid on the floor, rubbed his hair angrily and kept complaining. After scolding Mi Guo, he turned around and started spraying his golden fingers.

"This broken system is rubbish and useless. It doesn't even give any hints." Before he finished speaking, a message appeared in his retina.

Mission Name: Survival Completed

Mission content: Try your best to survive the encounter, boy.

This must be an afterthought. Looking at the information appearing on his retina, Claude roared crazily in his heart.

"Qiaoli? Just now, if I had died directly, wouldn't this broken mission system have even saved this bit of information?"

However, Claude, who calmed down a little, looked at the rewards issued by the system.Well, the reward is good, it smells so good

Maybe the big ball of light in his mind heard the host's complaints. The rewards for this mission were very rich, and he was given a powerful auxiliary system similar to a holographic operating system.

Aiming assistance, video recording, warning, notepad and other functions are all available.Coupled with another reward, signal transmission.

This ability can control some electronic devices through physical contact or transmit what is seen and heard to the corresponding device.

Thinking about it carefully, with these two rewards, Claude directly transformed into a mobile human computer, which can be regarded as a super power.When the Internet develops for a while, you may not be able to access the Internet directly with an antenna.Now, all we need is an artificially retarded person who can chat.

Like everyone who gets a new toy, Cloud spent a long time tinkering with the cool holographic operating system when the sky outside began to lighten.

After the inspection just now and the "crater" theory that came to mind, Claude felt that this room should be the safest place now, so he took a hurried bath and fell asleep.

Tomorrow I have to pack up my belongings and run back to my hometown.

ps: Crater theory: Anyone who has been on the battlefield basically knows that craters are very safe, because it is unlikely that a shell will explode in the same crater again. The probability is less than 100 in 7. Different times, different time differences, temperatures, demeanor, and recoil and other factors.The ammunition propulsion factor of the shell itself must also be considered.If practice proves, it would take [-] million shells to hit [-].The craters created by previous bombings often become the best hiding places for veterans.

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