Doomsday Begins with a Nightmare

On the table where the small TV was placed, there was indeed a red telephone, an old-fashioned telephone set quietly in front.

The man on the TV was still talking.

"The small private room you are in is very safe and comfortable, allowing you to spend every terrifying night safely. In order to enjoy this safety, all you have to pay is only 49 yuan per day."

"Billing from now on, we'll scan your soul and debit your account or credit card directly."

After that, the man on the TV looked at Lin Mo.

Those eyes seemed to be able to pass directly through the screen.

When it comes to looking at others, Lin Mo never frightens anyone.

You look at me, and I look at you too.

Lin Mo also looked at each other.

The two met their eyes.

After about a few seconds, the faces of the people on the TV suddenly turned extremely gloomy.

"You don't have an account, you don't have a credit card, you don't even have citizenship information, you're an illegal immigrant?"

"Yes, what do you want?" Lin Mo didn't care.

"All illegal immigrants deserve to die, you have tarnished the purity of the White Eagle Country." Said, the blond fat man on the TV became more and more gloomy.

Just when Lin Mo was thinking about whether to punch the opponent, the TV suddenly went off.

In addition, this closed small partition has also changed.

The originally soft light suddenly turned dark red.

This place, like a phone booth, is surrounded by that opaque white frosted glass.

It's the kind of feeling that although you can't see the outside, if someone stands outside, you can still see a general outline.

At this moment, the surrounding dark red is turned down, and you can see many figures lying outside.

There are front and rear.

All over the head.

Most people may have lost control of their sphincter at this time.

On Lin Mo's side, he was as steady as an old dog.

I even thought it was funny.

He secretly said that this evil capital society is really looking at people's food, and he was so polite a second ago, you are long and you are short, and it turns out that you have no money, or you have entered the country illegally, and you immediately changed your face.

But to be honest, the face recognition system of the other party is very powerful. It can be used in the nightmare world, and it can also be bound and retrieved with the property information of citizens.

Cattle.

It is indeed a cow.

What will happen next, Lin Mo is looking forward to it.

Speaking of this place, Lin Mo feels a bit like a 'mirror world'.

But not again.

I also thought that it was because I came in while watching TV, so this should be the 'TV World'.

"What about the body, why are other people's bodies outside when they watch TV?" Lin Mo suddenly thought of the people who were addicted to TV shows he had discovered before, standing there like brainless puppets.

If the mind enters this special place alone, and the body is outside, wouldn't it be very dangerous?

Lin Mo checked the props on him.

Sure enough, they were gone.

Rings, bricks, lighters, sickles.

As soon as I took out my pocket, the pencil and diary were not there.

Even so, Lin Mo didn't panic. He stretched out his hand and pulled at the heart, pulling out the yellow paper.

"Fortunately, the curse is still there."

Lin Mo stuffed the yellow paper back again.

Now the situation is obvious, he has entered another world, similar to the mirror world, but completely different.

And in this world, only the ontological consciousness can enter.

All weapons and props cannot be brought in.

But as long as it belongs to the strength of the body, such as the curse is still there.

"You have to leave here quickly." Lin Mo estimated that his 'body' was still outside.

seems dangerous.

But on second thought, Lin Mo smiled again.

If the pencil is not brought in, it means that it is still outside, the pencil is there, and the light rain is there; the light rain is there, and most people can't move their bodies.

So, put your heart in your belly.

In the current situation, if it is a person who only relies on foreign objects or other nightmares, he will definitely be blinded immediately. But Lin Mo has a curse sequence. Although his strength has been reduced, he is definitely not a soft persimmon.

The only trouble is that there isn't a guy in hand.

Lin Mo first looked at the red phone.

Smaller.

Look at the TV again.

Reached out and hugged.

"Although it's not very handy, it's better than nothing."

After muttering, Lin Mo suddenly realized that blood seemed to be bleeding from the TV.

It was ticking at first, and then it turned into a mess.

Then a pale hand stretched out from the TV screen.

Lin Mo was very surprised.

He is holding the TV now, so the surprise is even stronger.

"Could it be that this thing can make a big difference?" Lin Mo stared at that hand, which had an evil spirit and no fingernails, as if it had been forcibly pulled out.

Lin Mo saw that the other party was working very hard and decided to do me a favor.

He reached out and grabbed the hand, still interlocking his fingers, and began to pull it out.

The hand was visibly stunned.

It is estimated that someone has never encountered a hand that dared to grab it before, or it was crossed.

It stands to reason that if you pull out so much, people must be pulled out.

But what Lin Mo saw was only the arm.

It feels like this guy's arms are very long.

At this time, the other party also reacted and retreated angrily. Lin Mo would definitely not let him, and he began to exert force. As a result, the stalemate became stalemate.

In terms of strength, Lin Mo felt that the opponent was not weak. If it was a normal person, he would definitely not be able to drag the opponent.

But for yourself, it's not enough.

The next moment, a few more hands stretched out from the TV and grabbed them at the same time.

"If you don't talk about martial arts, then don't blame me for being rude!"

Lin Mo cursed.

He knew that there was a ghost hidden in this small TV, and he originally planned to pull it out for interrogation, but he didn't expect that the other party had more than one hand.

Several ghost hands grabbed it together.

Lin Mo directly launched the curse.

Skinned, bone-shattered, heart-devoured, incinerated.

The four attack curses are activated together.

In an instant, those ghost hands that were still vicious just now were as soft as noodles.

Lin Mo pulled hard, mixed with foul-smelling blood, and pulled out a monster like a human centipede.

It's dead now.

The four major curses attacked at the same time, and the general nightmare really couldn't bear it.

"That's it?"

Lin Mo was a little disappointed.

The big golden retriever on the TV just talked about it, and I thought what a terrible storm would come next, but I waited for a loneliness.

The soft arm was mixed with blood, and the nausea was really disgusting, but the combat power was really pulling the hips.

Lin Mo looked around, but found no exit.

It's like a closed, small space.

If you can't get out by yourself, no one else can get in.

He beat the surrounding glass walls, this thing seems to be glass, but in fact it is extremely strong, no different from slate.

The TV was on a black screen anyway. Lin Mo waited for a while, but the screen didn't turn on. I guess he couldn't count on this.

Looking at the red phone on the table, Lin Mo reached out and picked it up.

There was only one button on the phone, and when Lin Mo pressed it, he heard a series of dialing sounds coming from the handset. The next moment, the call was not picked up.

"Are you going to sign up for Nightmare Survival?"

Inside, a nice female voice came from UU Reading www.uukanshu.com.

"How to sign up?" Lin Mo asked.

"Just a phone call, do you want to sign up for the Nightmare Survival Show?" the female voice asked again.

"Then I will sign up."

"Okay, please wait."

After about a few seconds, streams of blood spurted out of the phone.

Lin Mo responded quickly and moved the microphone away, but he was not sprayed on his face. At this moment, it looks like he is holding a nozzle, and the blood he looks at is pouring out.

Not in a hurry, it was just the microphone, and the phone on the table was oozing blood.

The speed was fast, but it reached Lin Mo's calf in a few seconds.

"Shouldn't it be that I'm going to sink someone suddenly..." Before Lin Mo could finish speaking, he felt something grabbed his ankle, and the other party pulled him into a pool of blood.