dramatic death

Chapter 55. Welcome to create a save point

If the crowbar can also be used as an ordinary hardware tool to lift a heavy object to open a lock, then the baseball bat is a real weapon of destruction, which can only beat big monsters and small monsters.

Yin Tong waved the stick twice to memorize the feel, looked up at the black rabbit on the save point, and reached out to touch the doorknob of the bathroom.

Before opening the door, he had already guessed what would be outside the door.

Judging from the outline characteristics of the object, what he was facing was by no means a giant. Maybe the real object was not as high as his knees, and it couldn't even reach his chest when it jumped up.Yin Tong squatted down in front of the translucent frosted door, looked at the little thing behind the door and made gestures. He felt that this guy should be a small animal, and judging from its appearance, it was probably a puppy.

——Dogs are so quiet these days?

Boss Yin gripped his baseball bat suspiciously, and cautiously opened the door.

On the wooden floor outside the bathroom, a pure white Pomeranian was looking up at him.

It doesn't bark or jump, and looks like a programmed pet robot.Yintong looked down at its dark grape eyes condescendingly, his hand holding the baseball bat tightened and loosened, and his mind was swinging back and forth between "touching it" and "beating it".

Touching the dog's head in a horror game probably feels that I have lived too long.

Boss Yin made a secret discussion and swung his bat, trying to drive the other party out of the only passageway.

Little Bomei still stared at him with those bright eyes.

It sat unmoved, its eyes did not shift because of the bat for a moment, and it was always firmly fixed on Yintong's pupils, as if to see clearly the secret hidden deep in his heart.

Yintong once suspected that it became a spirit after the new era, or was simply reincarnated as a robot dog.However, the reason why decryption horror games are attractive is that the answer to its mystery must have been buried long ago. In other words, the method of moving the dog must be hidden in the current environment.

Like a sphinx* asking questions.

Yin Tong raised his head and looked around.

The room he is in now consists of two parts, one part is the bathroom he wants to leave, and the other part is the single bedroom with a balcony.He has just checked the bathroom. Apart from the standard water heater, toilet and sink, there is only a washing machine that is not as high as his waist and a laundry basket with a baseball bat in it. It is as clean as the tiles on the wall inside and out. Even if you look at it overnight, you may not be able to find a difference.

Bedrooms are different.

Although this bedroom looks as clean as a five-star hotel, except for the messy pile of quilts on the bed, there is almost no trace of "him before", but according to the position and angle of the window.Yintong can still tell that this is a side sleeper nested with a bathroom, and it is located at the corner of the whole house.

The "before him" didn't have deep feelings for this room, and would rather not use anything than touch the things that were placed in the room. "He" is like a passer-by, a traveler who lives temporarily at night, "he" is unwilling and impossible to stay for any reason, because there are things in this room that "he" hates very much.

Or in this house, there are things that "he" hates very much.

Yin Tong's eyes flickered from the backpack on the ground, and he thought about how annoying this "he" was, so he would rather put the bag in the middle of the room than hang it on the hanger.

—Then what is this dog?Is it a pet brought by "him before"?

Yin Tong thought for a while, then squatted down in front of Xiao Bomei.

If it is "his" pet, then there must be a command method that Yintong doesn't know.

--for example.

Boss Yin felt around the dog's neck, and drew out a small metal plate under the snow-white fur.

"lucky?"

He tried to call this name, and little Bomei raised her head and shook her tail, her dark grape eyes flashed, and she responded cheerfully: "Wow!"

It's like a switch has been turned on, and every fluff is jumping with joy.Yintong touched its soft back with his hand, letting it jump into his arms to sweeten his face, little Bomei grabbed his pajama pants and grabbed his sleeve, sticking her soft tongue wetly on his cheek, After a while, Yin Tong kept hiding back.

It happened in an instant.

The sudden explosion of pain was like a spear piercing his head, and the blood covered the air like a wave, strangling his throat in just a few seconds.

Yin Tong heard the "click" sound of broken bones, which gradually overlapped with the cracking sound of glass lenses. The black rabbit with the fire ax raised his hand and slashed vigorously. Embedded in Yintong's eyes.

He heard a voice in his head stating.

["Player Yintong, 0-1 in the novice teaching, file loading is successful."]

……

The bite force of a canine animal generally depends on how much force it can generate between its upper and lower jaws. An adult Pomeranian can crush more than 50 kilograms of weight at a time, not to mention the modified mechanical dog.

Yin Tong washed his face in front of the sink, sat on the toilet seat and looked at the closed bathroom door.

So the dog named "lucky" sent him back to the file when he came up, it was really easy and effortless.

He touched his neck with lingering fear, and couldn't help covering his eyes and taking a deep breath.He could feel his palms were cold, his fingers were trembling, and the two chaotic spheres under his palms were still safely in the eye sockets, not being bitten out by any small animal with strong teeth.

The pain seemed to be still buried in his consciousness, squeezing his empty stomach and forcing him to curl up in a ball in the empty bathroom.

A few minutes ago, or before loading the file, he was bitten off his eye by that harmless puppy, and then bit off his neck.

The whole process took less than 5 minutes, and he didn't even have time to swing his club. His life ended in overwhelming pain, and his breath was choked out in just a few breaths.

Yin Tong didn't even know whether he was bitten to death or died of pain.

His legs were shaking and his fingertips were numb with cold.He forced himself to put on the pajamas that hung behind the door, and then, holding a baseball bat, he curled up on the narrow toilet seat.

His mind was blank, and the memory of death was clearer than when he was eaten and wiped away by zombies.He could even recall the feeling of the dog's tongue licking his neck, as if the sticky drool had sunk into his skin.

Yintong raised his head and unconsciously looked at the mirror above the pool.

If the cracked lines in the first save only existed in another world opposite the mirror, then this time, he could clearly see the tiny glass shards peeling off.

The shadow of the rabbit became clearer, as if invisible hands had wiped away the moisture from the mirror.Yin Tong looked at the ax hanging by his side, and even had the illusion that it was taking a step closer.

If every time the file is saved, the rabbit swings the ax at the mirror, then when the mirror is completely broken, where will the rabbit's ax chop?

Yin Tong swallowed, and looked down at the white card in his hand. The card had been replaced with a reminder a few minutes ago, and he wrote in an understatement and even a slightly teasing tone.

"tips2: Be careful of all living creatures with vision."

He was silent for a while, his eyes crossed the water-stained ground, and stopped on the dirty clothes basket a few steps away.

……

How do canines determine their orientation?

The answer is smell and hearing.

There are only two colors in black and white in their vision, and it is difficult to remember a fixed position of an object in the spherical field of vision.So when Yintong opened the door and used the dirty clothes basket to trap little Bomei, once he threw out the bat, the opponent would rush towards the direction where the bat landed.

At 3:25 in the morning, Yin Tong squatted on the wooden floor of the bedroom holding the doorknob.

The cheerful barking of the puppy echoed in the bathroom, and the full-hearted voice roared through the walls.Yin Tong tightened the door and screwed on the lock, watching the small black shadow slamming down on the translucent frosted door, hearing the mournful sound of the lock when it hit, and finally felt a long-lost sense of security.

He clutched his neck and breathed a sigh of relief.

Overcoming psychological stress is not an easy task.

The moment he saw the dirty clothes basket, he actually thought about whether he should hide in the bathroom until dawn.A game effect with a fidelity of over 70% means a very real death. At least until just now, Yintong didn't feel that the water flowing through his fingers was any different from what he usually felt.

It is even clearer and colder, as if the buried water pipes are wrapped in countless wronged souls, cursing this room all the time.

He didn't know what would happen in the future if he chose to stay in the bathroom, he didn't know if the puppy would leave, and he didn't know if the black rabbit standing on the other side of the mirror would harvest his life in advance.

He doesn't know anything.

He didn't dare to gamble.

Fortunately, his idea succeeded, at least at this moment, he is safe.

Yin Tong tried hard to let go of his hand holding the doorknob, and looked around the room he was in.

As he observed before, the room he stayed in was a side sleeper connected to the terrace and built-in bathroom.At this moment, the doors and windows on all sides were closed, and the heavy curtains sealed the window frame. Only the small light screen on the wall reminded Yintong that it was 3:26 midnight and the indoor temperature was 18 degrees.

In other words, the "before him" not only hated this house, but raised a dog that could kill at any time, and also liked to take a bath in the middle of the night?

——Is this hobby a bit unique?

Yintong took a deep breath, and decided to start with the most obvious clue gathering place in the whole room.

He stood up, raised his legs and walked towards the backpack placed on the wooden floor. The small black backpack looked like a style that was popular three years ago, with a simple shape that fit the public aesthetics.

Yin Tong carefully opened the chain of the bag, hesitated for a moment between the two options of "reaching in and touching" and "pour out directly", and was about to choose "pour out", when he heard a regular light sound from the wooden door a few steps away .

"Boom, boom, boom."

Someone knocked on the bedroom door.