Global thriller: My organs have a mind of their own

"Go to work. "

I checked the time, and it was seven o'clock in the morning.

Lin Soul came to the bathroom to wash up briefly, changed into a set of work clothes, and left the room.

It doesn't matter what the world has become.

Life still has to go on.

Lin Soul, who was not ready to reveal his identity as the first player for the time being, left the community where he lived as usual.

Walk down the street.

Lin Soul looked around, and he found that after last night, the whole world had become different.

Deserted and depressed.

The traffic of the past has almost disappeared.

Only a small number of private cars and buses are still in operation.

Standing at the bus stop, Lin Soul waited silently for the bus, opened the mall interface, clicked on the lottery option, and began to use the ability of Future Vision to check the prizes in the columbarium.

Five years of life, in exchange for ashes and other cheat prizes is undoubtedly a blood loss.

But if you can get a ghost puzzle or a curse item, it's blood.

Lin Soul believed that if everyone who existed was allowed to make a choice, he would exchange his five-year life yuan for the ghost puzzle pieces.

Except for those who have less than five years to live, the rest will not hesitate to redeem them.

It's a pity that this kind of operation can only be done by Lin Soul.

At this time, in Lin Soul's eyes, one prompt after another kept jumping out.

[You consumed 5 years of life and drew a piece of ashes. 】

[You spent 5 years of life and drew a piece of paper money. 】

[You consumed 5 years of life and drew a piece of ashes. 】

............

I don't know if the props of the lottery are because of the columbarium,

Lin Soul saw through the future vision that as long as he drew a lottery, most of them were ashes, and the remaining half were all kinds of funeral supplies.

All the props are full of the aura of the underworld, but they are not curse items, which is very painful.

"The Morning Star community has arrived, passengers who get off the bus please get off at the back door. "

After about half an hour of brushing, Lin Soul didn't find a single curse item or a ghost puzzle.

At this time, a bus came late and stopped at the stop.

Lin Soul took his attention off the lottery and stepped onto the bus.

[Drop!].

After swiping the card, Lin Soul glanced at the driver who was driving.

The driver was a middle-aged man with a gloomy face, his eyes were a little dark, his eyes were bloodshot, and his whole body smelled tired.

Obviously, he didn't sleep very well last night.

But judging from the fact that he can still come to work, what happened to him last night shouldn't be very bad.

Whew!

The doors of the bus close, and the vehicle gradually starts.

Lin Soul walked to the back door and found a vacant seat to sit down.

Compared to the running buses, the number of passengers is even rarer.

The bus made by Lin Soul had only three passengers except for him and the driver.

An old woman with gray hair and a wrinkled face, carrying a cloth bag for grocery shopping, sat on a love seat in the front row and said nothing.

One is a middle-aged social animal with bald hair and half of his hair, he is wearing a suit, his figure is very bloated, and he is constantly muttering something with his head down.

The last one is Yin Ming's girl in school uniform, she sits in the back row, holding a book in her hand, reading carefully.

At first glance, the trio didn't have any problems.

But in Lin Soul's eyes, there was a strong death aura on the bodies of these three people.

"These guys ......".

His eyes narrowed slightly, and Lin Soul's gaze became sharp.

Dominating the ghost puzzle makes him very sensitive to these special beings.

He could feel that none of the three were alive.

"It's not a human, it's not a ghost, it's an alternative existence. "

After quietly and carefully observing, Lin Soul came to this conclusion.

Compared with the ghosts, the three in the car are obviously not fierce enough, not evil enough, and not strong enough.

But they weren't human, or they were human beings, but they became what they are because of some accident.

So why did they become like this?

Lin Soul's eyes wandered, and he quickly noticed that something was wrong.

He noticed that the scenery outside the car window was quickly becoming gloomy.

The whole world seemed to be covered with a gray haze, which looked old and gloomy.

A faint color of blood wafted in the air, rendering the building outside the car like a terrifying photograph.

"Photos?".

Thinking of this, Lin Soul was suddenly taken aback.

He suddenly thought of the cue that his eyes had brought from the previous night.

The horror of the Dark Calamity, known as the Photographer, had locked him in.

[You are sealed in the Soul Condensation Photo, and the rest of your life will loop infinitely in the scene of this photo. 】

Seeing this prompt, Lin Soul activated the ability to flash without even thinking about it.

In a flash of light, his figure appeared on the street a hundred meters away.

On the road, the moving bus, along with the nearby scenery, disappeared from this world as if it had been taken away by something, leaving only an empty ground.