Chapter 113: Inheritance
Opportunities are easy to find, after all, the ghost is stupid.
Even if she already knew she wanted to destroy the shadow puppet, once her body started to retreat, the ghost would transfer most of the control to her legs.
Really stupid enough to make one laugh.
But it is also because of such stupidity that people can have a slim chance of survival under the ghost’s pursuit and kill.
“No need to think about this ghost’s killing conditions anymore.”
Lu Jinzhao sighed in her heart while waiting for the opportunity.
Perhaps touching human skin, perhaps making shadow puppet, or maybe some other step, but it doesn’t matter, because of the mission’s arrangement, as soon as they entered this platform, they would inevitably violate the taboos here.
What needs more consideration now is this ghost’s “pattern”.
Or rules.
At least, it is not indiscriminate and unrestricted slaughter.
For example now, it cannot directly enter the room to kill them, but has to lure them out.
Controlling their accompaniment also has rhythms of strength and weakness.
She needs to guide the ghost’s control over her to her legs at the moment when the rhythm is weaker, and seize the opportunity to cut the shadow puppet with scissors!
This is not difficult for Lu Jinzhao.
Even if she has never heard this accompaniment before, the rhythm of a piece of music has patterns.
The changes in strength and weakness of music also have traces to follow.
The opportunity came quickly. After a few strong striking sounds, the music’s trend obviously weakened.
She seized a point during the decline process and fiercely pressed down the scissors already placed at the shadow puppet’s waist!
A crisp cutting sound.
The weird human skin was easily cut in half by her.
The worst expected situation did not occur.
But at the same time, Lu Jinzhao suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood.
A circle of torn-like wound also appeared at her waist hidden under her clothes.
It was as if that scissor cut not only on the shadow puppet, but also on her body.
But fortunately, the shadow puppet was not completed, so she was not really cut in half.
But Lu Jinzhao also felt that she almost really became two pieces.
However, fortunately, as the cut shadow puppet slowly floated down, the ghost’s control over her really disappeared.
Just not completely disappeared.
Most of the force dissipated, but Lu Jinzhao felt that there were still a few threads binding her, even binding the most critical bones.
She knew that the ghost’s control over her would not completely disappear just by cutting the human skin, but the current situation was already good.
At least tonight, she probably wouldn’t be in danger anymore.
Able to control her body, the first thing Lu Jinzhao did was to bandage her wound first.
Thanks to her current body being somewhat half-dead, the blood loss wasn’t much, otherwise with such an exaggerated wound, she would die from excessive blood loss in no time.
Benefiting from this inside the platform, her “persona” is a martial arts practitioner. Even though she wasn’t cut in half, her wound was terrifying enough, but Lu Jinzhao felt her current physical quality was unexpectedly good, more durable than in the previous platform.
After bandaging her waist, she could even sit behind the workbench to continue making the shadow puppet instead of lying down to rest.
If it was before, she probably could only lie down now.
Not to mention anything else, she really liked this special aspect brought by this identity.
After all, as passengers, almost every platform damages the body, missing arms or broken legs are the norm, having a sufficiently powerful physique is undoubtedly an extremely good advantage.
“I don’t know if those martial arts techniques in memory work in the real world.”
Lu Jinzhao carved the new shadow puppet while thinking.
The parchment probably didn’t expect Lu Jinzhao to resolve the crisis so quickly tonight, and jumped out somewhat uneasily.
[You’re really bold, aren’t you afraid of being directly judged as mission failure?]
“No.”
Lu Jinzhao had resolved the crisis now and hadn’t wasted the supernatural item, her mood was still good, and she could chat with this ghostly thing a few sentences.
During missions, they only need to provide mission items every night at 12 o’clock.
No one supervises the process.
Fu Xuesheng’s probe that day did help her, letting her see that even if not completing the mission during the day, no abnormality would occur, only suffering “punishment” when the time limit arrives.
Not completing the mission is part of the taboo.
And their current mission has no time limit, just need to show the shadow puppet made of dead person’s materials to Master before death.
Within the time limit, even if the mission item is destroyed, there is probably no punishment.
After all, if the item is destroyed, there’s nothing to turn in, and when time is up, isn’t it still death?
The parchment was obviously dissatisfied with Lu Jinzhao’s light answer.
[Then aren’t you afraid your skin can’t complete the mission at all?]
Lu Jinzhao said she wasn’t afraid, but sneered in her heart; if she really couldn’t complete the mission, the parchment wouldn’t ask this superfluous question!
[Since you’re not afraid of anything, why not go out and see now?]
“Speak human words, less ghost talk.” Lu Jinzhao’s speechless expression was almost undisguisable.
[Can’t do it.]
“Then shut up and talk less.”
The patience brought by the good mood was exhausted.
[I won’t!]
With this sentence, large patches of blood script appeared in front of Lu Jinzhao one after another, mostly meaningless text, also blocking her line of sight.
She raised her eyebrow: “Be quiet now, and I’ll consider giving you the iron box.”
[Okay.]
[Give it to me when we go back.]
After saying these two sentences, the parchment really quieted down.
Lu Jinzhao’s mouth twitched uncontrollably.
She could tell, this thing coveted the thing in the iron box so much that it completely lost reason.
That made it even more impossible to give it.
Accompanied by the disturbing music outside the window, Lu Jinzhao worked hard all night until dawn broke, and the sound gradually weakened until it disappeared.
Lu Jinzhao lifted her already sore neck and looked outside the window.
“As expected… the music played all night.”
And the time of dawn was later than the previous day.
It could be expected that in the coming days, the time fallen into darkness would get longer day by day.
The ghost’s attack at night would also become more and more severe.
Tonight, except for Lu Jinzhao, others must have been consumed quite a bit, after all, the anomaly lasted all night.
Considering that completing the mission still requires facing the ghost directly, how many people can withstand this successive consumption?
Perhaps, soon someone will not be able to hold back.
Either immediately killing and skinning, or attempting to complete the mission while their own power is still sufficient.
But whichever it is, Lu Jinzhao must be more careful.
Sunlight gradually shone through the window into the room, falling on her workbench, and also on the new shadow puppet that was completed except for assembly.
