Chapter 1829: The Madman's Journey (VII)

Stark took Schiller to the top floor power distribution room. He looked around and said, "This place still maintains the structure when I first took over the Stark Group. It's nostalgic..."

Just as he turned his head to look at the glass next to him, the shadow of a head covered with long black hair flashed on the glass, and Stark screamed again.

He wanted to look back for Schiller's figure, but when he turned around, he caught a glimpse of the shadow of a circus clown with an exaggerated wig and a red nose at the end of the corridor behind him.

Stark turned his face back again, screamed, and didn't know where to turn his head for a moment.

"Are you afraid of ghosts?" Schiller looked at Stark and asked, then he continued: "Didn't you provide those theories about ghosts to Nick?"

"Yes, but this is different from research. Even if you are a medical student who often dissects corpses, you will run away when you encounter zombies, but the ghosts in the laboratory will not rush up to bite me!"

Stark looked around a little suspiciously, frowned and recalled and said: "When I was promoted, I didn't seem to have seen this universe, or it was not like this at that time."

"Because according to our timeline, this happened in the past year or so." Schiller said, looking at the female ghost reflected in the mirror.

Stark opened his mouth and said hesitantly: "You can see them too, but according to my original research, only people who are afraid of ghosts will have brain wave wavelengths..."

"There are many me." Schiller answered concisely.

Stark sneered, obviously a little dissatisfied with Schiller's answer, but he didn't say anything else. Just as he turned around and walked, he saw a pair of light, swollen, and corpse-spotted feet almost hit his forehead.

"Ah!!!!"

After Stark shouted, he clenched his fists tightly and turned to yell at Schiller who was walking over.

"You said you were going out to throw away the garbage and asked me if I wanted to accompany you, but you kicked me into the portal, Schiller! You damn liar, you lied to me again!!!!"

"I did come to throw away the garbage."

"Where's the garbage?"

"It's gone."

Stark slapped his forehead.

Schiller looked at him and said, "I'm hungry."

Stark turned around helplessly and continued to walk forward, but the hanged ghost and the dishevelled female ghost appeared in front of Stark from time to time to scare him. A section of several dozen meters of road had not been completed after several minutes.

Then Schiller discovered that Stark was not afraid of ghosts, but of all sudden frights, which is called "jump scare" in English.

The reason for this conclusion is that when a black monster that looked not much different from an alien suddenly rushed out of the door of the distribution room at their destination, Stark was still startled.

But for some reason, the black monster hurried across the ceiling without even looking at Stark and Schiller. Schiller looked at its back and said with some regret: "If you move faster, we might be able to catch it."

"Don't think about that." Stark swallowed and said: "I just saw that this thing has a wound on its back. It may have escaped because it couldn't beat a monster inside. What's in the distribution room?"

Stark carefully approached the door of the distribution room. From the crack of the open door, he saw the figure of a thin woman with loose hair, and the most eye-catching thing was her two claws hanging beside her, like ghost hands.

"What the hell? Is this a monster from a movie or TV show? Isn't this universe chaotic enough?" Stark lowered his voice and said, "I seem to have seen this thing in the game Peter played. Will she go crazy as long as the sound is loud?"

"Nick's inspiration for making them should be movies and games." Schiller said calmly.

Stark's eyes widened and said, "This was made by Nick. What on earth is he doing?!!"

Then he looked at the witch who had not yet calmed down with some embarrassment, and then found that the skin of this female humanoid monster was very dry and looked like a mummy. Where did Nick dig this thing out from?

After hesitating for a while, Stark made a decision. He said, "I know the location of the power distribution interface. Theoretically, we can bypass this monster. The only problem is that I don't have night vision, so I'm afraid I have to rely on your symbiote..."

"He's on vacation."

"What?"

"Literally, Gray Mist is on vacation, so I don't have a symbiote available now." Schiller stood on the other side of the door, looked at Stark and said, "Tell me your plan, and then I'll go in."

But he suddenly saw that Stark's expression hesitated, and his brown eyes stared at Schiller without blinking, and then asked, "Does that mean you will be injured now?"

Schiller reached out and touched the blood flowing from his forehead wound.

Stark looked away with some guilt, touched his lips and said, "You can't do this with the doctor's body, it's crazy."

"We are Schiller too."

"Of course you are not." Stark was not joking at all. He said, "You are just parasites living in his body that will make him lose control and encounter danger. You are no different from a possessed ghost."

Just as Schiller was about to speak, Stark said before him, "I know you are called pathological, and you claim to be the side of Schiller's mental illness, but who would repeatedly mention that he is sick in front of a patient?"

"But we are also the source of his ability."

"What ability?" Stark asked in surprise, and then he found that Schiller was staring at his face without speaking, or more accurately, staring at the wound on his head.

Stark recalled that when he fought with Schiller, Schiller's strength was abnormal, and it was even more outrageous when he fought with the giant security zombie. The zombie weighed at least 250 pounds, but Schiller could swing it up and smash it to the ground like a rag doll.

Schiller glanced at the situation in the crack of the door and said, "I can artificially remove the muscle restrictions."

Stark's eyes widened, and Schiller's hand pressed on the door and continued, "And I have a certain range of induction, like a radar, I can feel that the woman in the house has calmed down."

Just as Stark was about to say something, there was a burst of intermittent crying in the house. Stark remembered that Peter had explained to him that this monster called a witch would just block the necessary path and cry, and anyone who disturbed her would be madly retaliated by her.

"This is too risky." Stark lifted his lips and showed his teeth, looking at Schiller and said, "Even if you don't die, it will hurt."

"But your good doctor can't feel it."

Stark had nothing to say, but he was always very resistant to letting his friends take risks. His wise brain began to work frantically, and suddenly he said as if he had a flash of inspiration.

"Why didn't this monster chase the alien?" Stark rolled his eyes upwards, then looked up at the ceiling and said, "She can't fly or climb, so it's safe above her head... Follow me, let's go upstairs!"

But Schiller stared at the monster and didn't want to leave. Stark suddenly found that the tricks he usually used to deal with Helen were very suitable for use now, because Schiller really looked like a child squatting in front of the shelf looking at the fancy toys and didn't want to leave.

"Listen, I don't think you are Schiller, so I can probably give you another name. I have seen the so-called morbid part before. He also likes to talk in circles, so I call him artificial intelligence No. 1, and you are artificial intelligence No. 2..."

Schiller finally moved his eyes away and looked at Stark intently and said, "In addition to greed, the first thing you should know is arrogance..."

"That's Hydra No. 1." Stark stood up straight, put his hands on his waist, and then stretched out a finger and said, "Okay, artificial intelligence No. 2, let's not waste any more time, and you'd better not treat that woman as food. According to my rich understanding of women's bodies, this guy should be so thin that only bones are left. I guarantee that you will never get a bite of meat even if you try hard to catch her."

Schiller stood up reluctantly, and Stark was finally able to take him upstairs.

Eddie was standing in the utility room of the hospital, and took out a roll of fire safety belt from the bottom of the cabinet. It was used to quickly descend victims on high floors during a fire, so it was very long and quite strong.

"What are you doing?" Venom asked.

"I'm going to fall directly from the window to the ground to avoid the zombies that may exist in the hospital corridors and wards." Eddie licked his lips and looked very nervous. He just saw from the house number that this was the eighth floor, which was too exciting for him.

"Are you mistaken?!" Venom said in an incredible tone: "When I controlled your body, you refused to jump from the sixth floor. Now you say you don't need my help and want to rely on this broken belt to descend from the eighth floor?!"

Eddie half-crouched in place, grinned and took a deep breath, tightly grasped the fire safety belt, and said: "Listen, Venom, I'm not being a hero. You must understand that we are surviving in a strange world, without supplies and no way out."

"Now is not the time for you to kill people. The zombie virus cannot attack your symbiont factor, but this does not mean that you will not consume it when fighting with them. As long as you fight, you will inevitably be injured. Once your strength is exhausted, the two of us will be All of them will die."

"You can see that the situation in this world is very strange. The ghost face I just saw was not my illusion. There may be more monsters beyond imagination here, so we have to prepare for the worst. Your strength should be saved for more important times."

"Are you serious? Eddie?!" Venom asked in disbelief: "Are you going to use your body to fight those monsters that you can't beat at all?"

"I'm not you, Venom." Eddie lowered his hands, put the fire safety belt at his feet, put his arms on his knees and said: "I'm not a monster like you who is born strong but can't use his strength now for various reasons. Being strong is not my normal state, but being weak is."

"Humans are a weak species that can fall to death if they miss a step on the stairs. We can survive and rule the world without relying on strong physical strength. I will survive here and take you with me. Do you understand?"

Venom was silent for a long time, and then he said like a sulky child: "I still think you are crazy, but it's up to you. If you want me to save you, you have to buy me three times as many chocolate balls when you go back."

Eddie picked up the fire safety belt again and began to tie it around himself, saying: "Then you can wait to starve."