Congratulations on Your Successful Escape

Chapter 47

Mo Yi bounced up from the bed, cold sweat dripping from his body, and his heart beat fast.

He gasped shallowly, and looked around at the surrounding environment with a daze, and it took a while to calm down.

He is back.

Unlike the uncomfortable upheaval when he woke up last time, this time he obviously adapts a lot.

There was darkness in front of me, enveloping the whole room, and the faint morning light came through the curtains that had never been covered by the night, and the furniture in the room had a vague outline.

Mo Yi turned his head subconsciously and looked at the electronic clock by the bed. The time on Lan Yingying was striking:

4:20:01

It was the same moment he entered the game.

And the small line on the top shows today's date: May 12th.

A full 36 hours have passed since he entered the game.

Mo Yi breathed a long breath-Jiang Yuanrou was right. The flow rate of time in the game and reality was two to one. He spent three days in the game, which is equivalent to passing in reality. day and a half.

Mo Yi moved his stiff shoulder slightly, and the feeling of soreness spread instantly.

He propped his arm against the bed and sat up against the bed.

In the darkness, Mo Yi reached out and groped on the wall, and then turned on the bedside lamp with a click.

The soft light yellow light illuminates the entire room, and Mo Yi looks at everything familiar in front of him, can't help but feel a little hesitant.

He quickly settled down, reached for his hand, and picked up the note that appeared on his nightstand.

The light on the bedside is slightly halo on the delicate white paper, with a light luster, and it is written in low-key black font: "Congratulations on your successful escape, thank you for your participation, and wish you a happy life."

Although it wasn't the first time I met, Mo Yi still felt that the slots were full—one round of escape games, how could this life be happy?

He flipped the note to the back and saw a line saying: "The next game starts ten days later, please prepare the player."

Below this line of words, write a small black line: "Congratulations on finding the hidden spurs, you can receive spur mission rewards next time you enter the game, I wish you a happy game."

Mo Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, his pale face was stained with soft light by a little blood.

Ten days ...

He seemed to think of something. He reached for his mobile phone on the bedside table. After unlocking the screen, he automatically jumped out a text message from Jiang Yuanrou, two days ago: [Send me a message after you return Are you safe?

Mo Yi pursed her lips, and her long fingers flexed on the screen flexibly: [Safety]

The message has been sent.

However, it is only four o'clock now. It is estimated that Jiang Yuanrou is not likely to be awake, and it is estimated that it will be early tomorrow morning when she recovers.

Mo Yi exited the text message interface, and the bright blue screen reflected in his pupil, his finger paused for a long time in the air, and then bought an air ticket to city A on the Internet.

——City A is the city where the school in the first copy is located.

A slight vibration came from the phone, indicating that the payment was successful.

Mo Yi took a deep breath, as if unloading any burden.

He sat upright and stretched his stiff body. The cold sweat on the back made the shirt sticky to his skin, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Mo Yi lowered her legs from the bed, put on the slippers on the ground neatly, and was going to take a shower in the bathroom.

At that moment, Mo Yi's motion suddenly stopped, and his gaze fell straight on the ground in front of his bedside table.

That place was a dead end, and he couldn't see it when he was lying in bed.

And when he sat up, there was no surprise in his eyes.

It was a brown teddy bear, leaning quietly in front of the nightstand. Although the fluff on her body is a bit old, it is well maintained. It has a soft luster under warm tones, and a pair of black eyeballs are clean and clear, nothing like the previous dusty look.

Around its neck was a thin white line, with a folded note falling on it.

Mo Yi held his breath subconsciously, staring intently at the seemingly familiar teddy bear, as if afraid to disturb it.

He eased, stretched out some stiff hands, picked up the teddy bear on the ground, and opened the note hanging on the neck of the teddy bear.

It has exactly the same texture and font as the previous note:

"Dear Players: This is a rare item given to you by the NPC in the game. Please use it with caution."

Autonomous empowerment?

Mo Yi froze, remembering the soft "Thanks."

The bottom of his heart was soft, and the fingertips that were trapped in the brown fluff of the teddy bear were softly wrapped around his fingertips, a little itchy.

Suddenly, at this moment, Mo Yi's eyebrows were stained with dignity.

——This junk game only tells him that this is a rare item, but does n’t tell him how to use it! Isn't this the same as his novice gift package?

Mo Yi finally glanced at the ribbon still wrapped around his wrist, and flashed the same remorse as Jiang Yuanrou.

It looks pretty good ... it's just useless!

Last time, he valued several props, and was preparing to start-the contents in the store were refreshed randomly, and he would just look at his face if he would encounter them again when he entered the store next time.

Mo Yi took a deep breath and pressed down the fire in the bottom of her heart-a garbage game!

Just then, he heard his cell phone on the bedside table shake twice, and then the screen lit up: the text message came.

Mo Yi raised an eyebrow, but did not expect Jiang Yuanrou to sleep so late.

He reached for his phone, and the screen showed the contents of the new message: "You're fine! I really worry about you these two days, don't you! 】

Mo Yi hesitated, and replied: [Thank you]

[...] Jiang Yuanrou returned a series of ellipsis in seconds.

Immediately, as if it was not the time to reply to Mo Yi, the next new message came up: "You will kill the sky like this!" It's so cold! sad! 】

Next is a string of crying emoticons.

Mo Yi: "..." Why is this person so energetic at night?

He was about to put the phone back on the bedside table, but he seemed to remember something—

Mo Yi flicked his fingertips: [The veteran who you said would join the game with me, how is he now? 】

The opposite side was silent for a long time, and Mo Yi could only see that the bubble that was being input was flashing.

Soon after, a message was sent, which was short for the input time: [? ? ? 】

Mo Yi pursed his lips, and was preparing to reply. The next message came again: [I sent you a text message before. Song Qi planted it in his last copy ... so this copy can only be You went alone, I apologized to you for a long time, and then you sent me a message saying it was okay. 】

Immediately after, a screenshot was sent over.

It was a message record. Under a long string of words made by Jiang Yuan Rou, Mo Yi saw it with a reply: "It doesn't matter."

The light radiating from the lamp beside him turned out to be dazzling for a moment, Mo Yi tilted his head, narrowed his eyes to avoid direct light, and his slender fingers subconsciously rubbed the straight and smooth edge of the mobile phone. He reached out and opened his message log.

Empty.

Although he had thought of this possibility before, it was still difficult for him to accept it when the facts were before him.

At that time, the mist that was always attached to the mirror, and the figure I accidentally glanced at all pointed to the same conclusion:

-The fog followed him out of the game.

Mo Yi took a deep breath, feeling that his mind had been turned into a pot of porridge, mixed with all kinds of emotions, almost causing him a headache, as if something intangible strangled his throat, making him unable to breathe a bit.

Now think about it, the greatest possibility of this situation is that when the first copy, the two exchanged blood.

The thick, sweet smell from the blood sucking before seems to have re-emerged in the throat, and the entire mouth is filled with the smell of rust.

The runaway and madness that he deliberately failed to remember also came to mind again.

Mo Yi's fingers tightened unconsciously, and the thin knuckles were overstretched with pale blue. The bright light of the mobile phone screen was printed on his face, which illuminated his expressionless pale face.

The vibration of the phone in his hand pulled him back to reality.

Mo Yi looked down and saw that just this time, Jiang Yuanrou had sent a lot of news, one more intense than the other:

【what happened? 】【What happened? ] ... [Why suddenly asked me this? Is something wrong? 】 [Do n’t answer, what ’s wrong? 】

Mo Yi pursed her lips and sent a message to her: [It's all right. 】

After posting this, Mo Yi thought about it and sent another message:

[It's too late now, talk tomorrow. 】

The opposite side fell silent and stopped bombing him with text messages.

Mo Yi made a sigh of relief, pressed the screen of the phone, and threw it to his bed, watching the phone bounce on the soft mattress several times, and finally covered the bed quietly. Then he turned into the bathroom and slammed the door behind him.

He reached out and turned on the hot water faucet, and the steaming hot air escaped with the sound of the flowing water.

Mo Yi looked up at himself in the mirror.

The pale face was dark and gloomy, and the contours of the face were slowly engulfed by the mist on the mirror. In the end, he could only see his dark eyes in the blur.

— "I know you're here."

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