Chapter 502

In this regard, Su Bai didn't panic too much. He just silently felt it. Gradually, he felt that there was a warm force in the fountain pool that was spreading to his palm. This feeling was similar to a spiritual massage.

In the fountain pool, there was the inheritance of the blood corpse. This was almost clear to everyone present. After all, when the feather girl first saw Su Bai come to the bottom floor, she had a brief conversation with Su Bai. These people had basically been to Xi 'an. However, it was unknown whether they had close contact with the blood corpse like Su Bai.

In an instant, the warm force disappeared and was replaced by a kind of suction. Su Bai began to subconsciously resist, to struggle, and his hand began to pull out.

However, the attraction carried by the water in the fountain pool was also constantly increasing, constantly improving, almost forming a tug-of-war posture with Su Bai.

Su Bai didn't know why. Although he didn't feel any dangerous aura, nor did he feel any malice towards himself, he still instinctively wanted to pull out his hand.

After a struggle, Su Bai finally succeeded in pulling his hand out, and his body couldn't help but stagger back two steps.

"Huhu …"

At this time, his breathing became slightly heavy.

The surrounding suddenly became a boiling cauldron of voices;

Customers coming and going, service staff welcoming and sending people off, at this time, the originally dead mall was finally filled with a kind of liveliness.

Su Bai stood by the fountain pool, his eyes wandering around. If he didn't guess wrong, this should be the mark in the depths of the blood corpse's soul, just like the drop of blood that he obtained at the beginning.

The human soul is a kind of existence that transcends the physical body. Even after death, some memories, some pictures will continue to be preserved, and will not be erased;

Of course, the premise is that you are strong enough, and your life level is qualified. If you are an ordinary person, when you die, there will really be nothing left.

Since the horror broadcast chose this mall as the story background, it should also have its own considerations and reasons.

"Hello, sir, please let me through."

A voice came from behind Su Bai. Su Bai turned around and saw a male supermarket staff pushing a cart. He just happened to block the way of others, and because there were a lot of activity props around the fountain pool, it was impossible for Su Bai to stand here.

Su Bai moved a few steps to the side to make space. The staff smiled at Su Bai and pushed the cart out.

The mall's ground floor was a supermarket, the second and third floor were clothing exclusive areas, the fourth floor was an amusement park, and the fifth floor was a cinema, similar to the popular Wanda Suning Plaza model. The merchants on each floor were basically outsourced, and most of the area on the ground floor was a large supermarket.

It was a very exquisite memory world, a very large scene. Everyone and everything was so exquisite. From this, it could be seen how powerful the deceased was when they were alive.

However, from this point of view, it couldn't be said that the Blood Corpse was much stronger than the Vampire who left a drop of blood essence behind. That was because the scenes of the two were different, and the focus was also different. Although the scene in the Vampire's memory was not very big, there were hundreds of Holy Knights and many Cardinals in it, and even the pope and the flame of punishment from God in the end. It was enough to be called a different kind of scene.

Su Bai put his hands in his pockets and began to walk here casually. He did not go to the second floor, but walked into the supermarket area, wandering around the shelves. Obviously, the surrounding customers and the supermarket staff could really see him, which made Su Bai feel a strange sense of integration. To be honest, Su Bai had experienced a lot of illusions and the real world, but this was the first time he entered such a highly interactive memory world.

Could it be that although the Blood Corpse was killed by the terrorist broadcast, it was preserved perfectly because of this specific story world?

In fact, there was another possibility, which was that the Blood Corpse was not dead, but Su Bai instinctively ruled out this possibility. If a person had killed all the high-level listeners in Shaanxi and been caught by the terrorist broadcast, his identity had been confirmed, but he was still alive, did that mean that the omniscient and omnipotent terrorist broadcast was actually powerless?

Although he had always been very repulsed and disgusted by the horror broadcast, he had to admit that the supreme concept of the horror broadcast had been imperceptibly imprinted in his mind, and it was even a little deep-rooted.

As soon as the clone appeared, it was probably because of the time and principle of his existence. Since he knew that he could not survive, he might as well be stubborn.

Su Bai shook his head. He could not believe that he was still in a daze in someone else's memory. However, this reminded Su Bai of the organization that Chu Zhao met. That organization directly promoted the idea of resisting the terrorist broadcast.

This idea was worthless in the eyes of the high-level listeners. In fact, it even seemed a little ridiculous. After experiencing more and becoming stronger, one's understanding and contact with the terrorist broadcast's ability would become deeper, and they would be able to feel the horror of the terrorist broadcast. Of course, no one was willing to be raised as a pig. Everyone must be dissatisfied and resentful of the terrorist broadcast, but these emotions were only in the bottom of their hearts.

As for the low-level listeners, they were simply afraid. Their feelings were actually still at the most primitive and elementary stage. They treated the terrorist broadcast as if it was a god. Unlike the high-level listeners, they could often grasp the temperament of the terrorist broadcast and get some hints and directions in the story world according to the aesthetic of the terrorist broadcast. Therefore, the organization could attract a large number of low-level listeners to join and brainwash them.

Those low-level listeners who were scared to death could get the warmth of a "family" from this organization. Basically, they would willingly accept this kind of brainwashing. After all, even the low-level listeners were not fools. Even if they knew that it was an organization similar to MLM, they would still willingly accept this kind of brainwashing. After all, compared to being brainwashed and MLM, the terrorist broadcast was much scarier. They could only choose the lesser of two evils. However, Zhang Heng did not know whether the purpose of this organization was to form a warm family to comfort each other or if it had other deeper intentions.

The supermarket was bustling with people. Su Bai walked around to take a look. Since the fountain pool was at the bottom, and the terrorist broadcast also asked everyone to go down from the top floor, then in the bloody zombie's memory, the bloody zombie should be at the bottom. Therefore, Su Bai continued to walk around the supermarket patiently.

After about half an hour, there was still nothing special. When there was no external stimulation and no illness, Su Bai's temperament was still very calm and steady. But even so, Su Bai could not help but feel a little irritated. How long do I have to stay here?

Or did the bloody zombie not realize that a stranger had entered his memory?

Or, the bloody zombie had already died, so the memory was just playing like a player. There was no pause, no fast forward, and no response?

Su Bai touched his pocket. His wallet was still inside. He took a chewing gum and a bottle of drink and walked to the cashier.

"Hello, do you have a membership card?" the cashier asked Su Bai politely.

"No," Su Bai replied.

The cashier nodded and scanned Su Bai's two items. "Hello, sir. That's a total of 10.50 yuan."

Su Bai took out a hundred yuan from his wallet and handed it over.

"Sir, can you use Alipay to pay with your mobile phone? It's more convenient, and you can also draw points." The cashier pointed to a sign below. This was an Alipay event.

From this detail, it could be seen that this memory was indeed a long time ago. After all, Alipay and WeChat payments in large supermarkets had been popularized for several years.

Su Bai shook his head. This time, the terrorist broadcast only allowed him to bring his wallet, cigarettes, and lighter. He didn't bring anything else. Although Su Bai did not have much money now, he still habitually only put a hundred yuan in his wallet. Usually, he would leave the change in his car or at home. He was too lazy to put it in his wallet.

"Well, do you have fifty cents, sir?"

"No."

The cashier pouted. He was somewhat helpless, but he still said politely, "Okay, please wait a moment."

After giving the money and receipt to Su Bai, Su Bai walked a little outside the supermarket area, which was a little distance from the cashier. He first drank two mouthfuls of his drink, then opened a piece of chewing gum and chewed it in his mouth.

This memory was really long, and it was also really boring.

The human's spiritual consciousness was actually very different from reality. This perceived flow of time was also different. Although Su Bai knew that he had stayed in this memory for almost half an hour, he estimated that in the eyes of Zheng Yue and the others, he had just put his hand into the fountain pool.

At this moment, Su Bai saw the male supermarket attendant with the cart return. The cart was empty. He looked at Su Bai and smiled at Su Bai. Su Bai also nodded in acknowledgment. At the same time, he was slightly suspicious. Could it be him?

However, with the appearance of the blood corpse, other than knowing that it was a male, there was really no other identifying signs. Even the terrorist broadcast could not confirm his identity at the beginning, let alone Su Bai.

However, at this moment, Su Bai suddenly heard the male waiter, who was pushing the cart, shout to the female cashier behind him, "Hey, Boss!

"Ye Zi, my mom just called me and asked us to go back for dinner tonight. She made chicken soup for you."

Ye Zi?

Su Bai's pupils constricted,

Damn it,

He finally found it.