noffsinger Chapter 242 I am the answer
Chapter 242 I am the answer
The head opened its big black mouth and bit towards him fiercely. Zuo Xiuyan held the gun and hit the other party's forehead with the butt of the gun.
Boom!
The head sunk into a large hole, and tilted back. The red silk tentacles were entangled for a moment and slowed down. The pain of being hammered was also transmitted to her body.
The monster's head turned back and attacked again. Zuo Xiuyan immediately blocked it with his hand.
The opponent's face was slightly sunken, and there was actually warmth from the skin, but the texture of the monster became harder, and its strength gradually increased. The effect of her resistance became weaker and weaker, and the head was getting closer and closer.
Amid such interference, Zuo Xiuyan's speed in cutting off the tentacles slowed down, not to mention that there were three others that were growing wildly.
Perhaps by causing damage to the monster, he could slow down its growth?
Her mind raced, and she immediately switched to blocking with her left arm, put the pistol into the holster, pulled out the dagger, and stabbed it into the head's mouth through the gap in the bent arm.
"Roar!" A sharp and violent scream was heard, which hurt Zuo Xiuyan's ears.
Enduring the tearing sensation caused by the knife piercing her limbs, she took the opportunity when the other party slowed down to clear away another piece of tentacle.
Compared to the pain of shooting yourself, the damage from a knife is still less. Besides, the distance is too close, and the vibration and noise caused by shooting will cause secondary damage to yourself.
Seeing that there were only a dozen tentacles left and the head was about to fall off completely, the other three faces suddenly sped up, continuously flowing upwards along the body while being entangled.
It reached her neck in just a few seconds!
They gathered to the left, climbed up the original human head, and then merged inwards.
The human head became very strange, like a Picasso painting, with side eyes on the forehead, a slanted mouth on the face, eyebrows under the ears, and water flowing down.
Their facial features kept changing positions, as if trying to seize control. Their strength grew stronger and stronger, and Zuo Xiuyan's hands began to tremble as he tried to resist.
At the same time, you have to constantly adjust your position to avoid being bitten by the extra mouth.
The tentacles wrapped around her even more forcefully, twisting the spirit in her body into threads, like a two-colored twist.
It will be even more troublesome to clean up, and it will definitely be too late.
During the confrontation, Zuo Xiuyan also saw that the conditions of people in other spaces were getting worse and worse.
There were awakened people whose bodies also grew human head derivatives, which gradually merged into their heads from the sides.
The man's face began to twitch constantly, as if various lumps as big as eyeballs were popping up.
As he screamed, the edge of his face was torn off and flew into the paintings of empty faces.
The awakened one's bloody muscles were all exposed. He fell to the ground with a thud, and his body twitched a few times before disappearing.
The space became extremely quiet, with only the figure in the painting left. Blood was sliding down the sides of his face, and a smile appeared on his face.
Some people kept bombarding the door with their special powers, but it had no effect. They could only break a part of it but could not blast it open completely.
Some people clear the stains more slowly, and still only have two faces of stains on them, but in this case the degree of staining will also increase.
Zuo Xiuyan frowned.
Killing monsters like this takes a lot of time, and you have to find a suitable mask to put it on, which is simply too late. Moreover, the face in the groove is constantly changing, which is too passive.
Do you have to find a face with the correct answer?
Does a face have to meet that standard to pass?
perhaps……
This door is misleading!
Because an option is given, everyone will involuntarily try to find a way to get closer to this option.
But what if the standard provided by this door is unreasonable?
Zuo Xiuyan looked at the head on his neck and an idea came to his mind.
She suddenly pulled out the dagger that was still in her mouth and stabbed it into her facial features repeatedly, smashing them to pieces.
Several human mouths screamed together, severe pain swept through his body, and Zuo Xiuyan gritted his teeth.
Since you like to steal my face so much, I will make you look like me!
Under this crazy damage, the red tentacles coiled even slower.
Zuo Xiuyan quickly used his mind to cut off the large red lines, then transformed his mental power into thin blue lines, which pierced into the spiritual body of the human head with sharp force.
The spiritual blue line kept going in and out, like a cross-stitch, and the two forces continued to entangle.
Her daily practice of pinching snakes and depicting details has made her extremely skilled and precise in mental control.
Zuo Xiuyan constantly used his spirit to change the flow of the human head's spiritual body, constantly transforming it into the outline details of his own face.
Constantly filling the height, cutting off the redundant areas, and cutting the red lines from time to time, just like a carver.
As one increased while the other decreased, the spiritual energy of the human head became less and less, and most of it became the blue line of Zuo Xiuyan.
The face was no longer strange, but gradually became normal, almost like a woman.
The movement of the human head became slower and slower. Zuo Xiuyan pulled out the dagger. When only a red line was left, the monster stopped completely, like a skin-colored sculpture quietly resting on his shoulder.
She immediately continued to transform it into a thick mask and took it off her body.
It can be said that the appearance of that face is exactly the same as hers.
The monster is still alive and has not been completely killed, so it is still useful.
Zuo Xiuyan took the mask and pressed it on the groove.
In an instant, with the mask as a medium, she felt the spiritual connection coming from the door.
Before, the mask turned into a plaster-like object, which was a dead object and did not have this effect.
Zuo Xiuyan infused his spirit into the place of contact and began to change the contour of the groove to make it fit his mask.
In this world, there is a standard for appearance, as if everything that does not meet the standard has no value and is wrong.
Who sets the standards?
Why do we need to find a certain standard to correspond to others?
Why should you change yourself to meet other people's standards?
Why do we have to conform to other people’s standards to be right?
Every person's own existence is her own standard.
You are the most correct answer.
I myself am the standard.
"Hissing sand..." Stone fragments fell one after another and continued to fill the room.
After a few seconds, the groove of the door fit the mask perfectly.
It's like the hole in the door changes shape to accommodate the key.
Click! Like the sound of a door lock opening.
The door rumbled and shook, and a vertical crack appeared in the middle.
Then it continued to slide to both sides, the blocking gate completely disappeared, and the unobstructed road was right in front.
Zuo Xiuyan cut the last red line.
She raised her hand, threw away the things in her hand, and walked forward.
The mask turned into a point of light in mid-air and gradually dissipated.
The buildings in the space behind him began to collapse, bricks fell one after another, and those gorgeous paintings tilted, slid off the wall and fell to the ground, breaking into pieces.
Everything disappeared without a trace.