Pollution throughout the territory

who I am?

where am I?

What am I doing?

Xia Ren was completely stunned.

He didn't know when he actually got a house, and it was with Zhao Mingyue, whom he had only met once. Could it be that they had the same name?

But the ID number above is indeed his.

He turned over the real estate certificate and studied it for a while, but found nothing wrong. He went to the study room and turned on the computer to check the real estate certificate information online. He could actually find it. It was true!

And this is the house he is in now!

——Our house has always been empty——

He finally understood the meaning of this sentence now.

"What is the relationship between me and Zhao Mingyue? Why can't I remember it?"

The anxiety of memory loss makes Xia Ren restless.

"No, I must find a way to restore my memory as soon as possible."

But how to recover is still a question.

"According to the system information, the tumor in my head is caused by the distortion of the body due to pollution. So as long as this distortion is corrected, can I regain my memory?"

How to correct the distortion, the system has already given the answer.

"It seems that we need to complete the first mission as soon as possible."

He must get the first-level anti-pollution fluid. Although the system prompts that it is ineffective against distortion, it is at least the only known agent that can resist pollution. Even if it is a drop in the bucket, it is good if it works.

"The contaminants are not humans. They are unknown creatures that are opposed to humans. They are born from corpses like Cordyceps sinensis, and they continue to spread pollution like zombie viruses. The 'old lady' next door is a first-level infectious body. She has the body's Memories and emotions, but they are intangible. It is estimated that only I, who is also polluted, can see and come into contact with them."

"I now have the coward's ear pick, which is a containment object that can defend against infected attacks. Even if I can't defeat her, I can still protect myself."

Thinking about it this way, it doesn't seem to be a big problem.

"The key point is how to seal them. The method given by the system is to weaken their resistance value. It's too ambiguous. It seems that I still need to explore it myself."

Xia Ren has a decisive personality and never sloppily decides things.

He thought as he walked out of the house.

Although it was daytime, there was still no sound at all in the corridor. It was so quiet that it was a bit scary. The door opposite was closed tightly, and there was nothing unusual about it from the outside.

After scanning around, Xia Ren found it strange that no one came up to post small advertisements on this floor.

"Judging from the reaction of the residents downstairs last night, they probably thought it was haunted."

After waiting in the corridor for a long time, Xia Ren was probably sure that the old lady would not come out during the day.

He had not eaten since last night, and now he could clearly feel his body's weakness, and his hunger was even more difficult to resist.

After hesitating for a while, he decided to go downstairs to have a meal first and buy two more clothes that he could wear. After all, there were only Zhao Mingyue's women's clothes in the house, so it was impossible for him to go out wearing women's clothes.

He still had his wallet in his pocket, including his ID card. He also forgot his password and couldn't use his bank card, but fortunately he still had a few hundred dollars in cash.

"The money won't last long. If I can't restore my memory as soon as possible, I'll be in trouble."

After thinking about it just now, Xia Ren decided to temporarily give up the idea of ​​going to the police station to look for clues. In his memory, his home was nearby, and it was easy to find it, but what about after he found it? If you are polluted yourself, do you still want to pass the pollution on to your family?

The best way is to wait until the memory is restored.

It didn't take much time to eat or buy clothes, but the little money left was missing part of it, which really made Xia Ren feel distressed.

When I came back with the bag, it was around 12 noon.

He spent all the time thinking about how to complete his first mission. As soon as he entered the corridor, he met an aunt in her forties who was about to go upstairs. Xia Ren's eyes lit up. This was the first time he saw this residential building. The resident there might know something about the old lady.

He caught up with her in two steps and asked, "Auntie, wait a minute."

The aunt turned around and saw an unfamiliar face, looking at him doubtfully: "What's the matter?"

Asking directly might arouse the other person's vigilance. Xia Ren thought for half a second and said, "Auntie, I just moved to this community and am not very familiar with it. I heard someone say that this community seems to be haunted. Is it true? ?”

Sure enough, when she heard the word "haunted", Auntie's face suddenly turned a lot worse as if she had recalled something terrible. "Who did you hear that from?" her voice was a little loud.

The residents really thought it was haunted.

At this time, another old man came down from upstairs. Seeing this scene, he asked with a smile: "What's wrong? Aunt Lin."

Aunt Lin turned her head and said in a somewhat unnatural tone: "This young man has just moved here and is not familiar with it yet. Uncle Qin, please help him. I have something to do at home, so I'll go up first." She put the pot in the pot. He dumped it to Uncle Qin and left without looking back.

Xia Ren could only turn his gaze to Uncle Qin, who had just come downstairs, and asked, "Uncle Qin, I heard that this community is haunted?"

Uncle Qin's smiling expression also froze, but after all, he was a creature named Uncle, so he was not too shy about it, and said: "There is indeed such a thing, and it is in this building."

Seeing that there was something going on, Xia Ren asked, "What is going on? Sir, can you tell me about it to this junior?"

He said with a curious expression on his face.

Uncle Qin just accepted this trick and said with a recalling look, "It's a bit troublesome to talk about this."

It seems that he is going to make a long speech.

"It's okay, I just like hearing this." Xia Ren continued.

Uncle Qin subconsciously touched his pocket and saw that there was no cigarette. He said with a slightly regretful expression: "This building has seven floors in total. Only the lower four floors are occupied by people, and there are no residents above. But originally, there were some, Old Mrs. Liu She lived on the fifth floor, but she also passed away more than a month ago, and that’s when the haunting started.”

"Old Mrs. Liu turned into a ghost?" Xia Ren asked at the right time.

Uncle Qin nodded: "Weird things started to happen in this building after the death of Mrs. Liu. At night, the voice-activated lights in the corridor didn't light up. I thought it was broken. But when someone came to repair it, they said it was fine." Yes, it can be used during the day, but it doesn’t light up at night, even if you change the light bulb, it doesn’t work. What’s strange is that the light sometimes comes on at night when no one is around.”

"And every time the lights are on, the residents on that floor can hear a knock on the door. It seems like someone is outside, but when they open the door, it is empty outside. This kind of thing happens many times. At night, everyone They don’t dare to open the door easily. They say that the ghost of old lady Liu has come back and is looking for someone to kill her. If anyone opens the door, she will go in. But I am more courageous, so I am not afraid of this at all. "

What Uncle Qin described was the same as what Xia Ren saw last night. The ghost who knocked on the door must be Mrs. Liu.

"Why do you say she wants to kill someone?" Xia Ren asked.

Uncle Qin touched the few beards on his chin and said: "This is about the character of Old Madam Liu. Her son went to the Western Continent to study and settled there. Old Madam Liu showed off this to everyone, and When she spoke, she couldn't say more than three sentences, which would definitely involve her son. As time went by, no one wanted to see her. She had no one to talk to, and gradually she stopped going out. But you didn't know that she died at home. It was only discovered a week ago, and when the police opened the door, the stench made the whole building unbearable."

"They say she hated the people in the building for not discovering her in time, so she came back to claim her life."

Xia Ren frowned and asked, "What about his son? Didn't he come back?"

Uncle Qin shook his head, with a somewhat sympathetic expression on his face: "Her son has settled in the Western Continent for many years and has not been back for several years. Although they say they have a son, it is actually the same as not having one."

"By the way, there's more than one haunted thing in this building." Uncle Qin pretended to be mysterious and said, "It's also on the fifth floor, and the house opposite Old Lady Liu is also a haunted house!"

"Is there such a thing?" Xia Ren pretended to be surprised.

Uncle Qin lowered his voice and said: "No one has ever seen the owner of the house on the fifth floor. I have lived here for more than 20 years and I can't even remember who lives there. Just at the beginning of this spring, A thief came to our community to steal something, but he accidentally went into that room. Guess what?"

"What's wrong?"

"The thief was so frightened that he ran into the corridor and yelled that there was a ghost. He was so frightened that he couldn't control himself. We all went over to take a look. It turned out that the door of the room was locked properly, but the thief said that he had gone in by himself. Yeah. How about it, it’s scary.”

Xia Ren nodded, showing fear very cooperatively: "It's simply too scary!"

His words came from his heart. After all, his sanity dropped to 9 last night, which is a very dangerous number.

Uncle Qin returned to his smiling face, and at the same time he did not forget to remind him: "Don't go to the fifth floor out of curiosity. At my age, I am not afraid of anything, but you are different when you are young. Don't be like that thief. Scared out of me."

Then he thought of something and asked: "Which building do you live in? I think the young man is quite handsome and can speak well. Can I give you a consultant?"

I don’t know if it’s a global practice, but old people seem to have a special liking for matchmaking.

Xia Ren was just about to leave, but hesitated after hearing this. The uncle had helped him so much, and it was too much for him not to even tell him where he lived.

He smiled sheepishly and said, "I live in this building."

"This building?" Uncle Qin asked doubtfully, "But I remember that the lower four floors are all occupied."

Xia Ren continued: "I live on the fifth floor, right across from Mrs. Liu."

"Fifth floor, hahaha, young man, you really know how to joke." Uncle Qin laughed twice, and when he found that Xia Ren didn't speak, the corners of his mouth suddenly became stiff.

"Really the fifth floor?"

"Um."

Uncle Qin "..."

Xia Ren "..."

The air became quiet and the two looked at each other.

Xia Ren clearly saw that Uncle Qin, who claimed to be fearless, was trembling all over.