Escape Game

The whole body seemed to be soaked in warm water, washing every pore of the body. After a long period of fatigue, such a baptism makes people feel very comfortable.

Xie Chian woke up and found himself lying on the bed at home. The shirt on her body was the same as before, but it was clean and intact. The blood was gone, even the wounds on his body healed without medicine, and there was no trace of injury.

There is no longer a dull pain in the ribs, and all the skin injuries have recovered as before.

It's really the same as playing a game. After clearing the dungeon, return to the city to resurrect and restore full health.

It's like a dream.

When Xie Chian saw the extra card beside the bed, he knew it was not a dream.

It was a card with simple and elegant patterns, mainly black, with simple and generous design. There is a gilded number 1 written on the front, and there is a skull pattern at the bottom.

Several notes are written on the back of the card.

1. You have three days off

2. Only death can quit the game

3. Do not disclose game-related information to ordinary people

4. Please be sure to keep this card, if you lose it, you will be responsible for the consequences

5. I wish you a happy game

There are also three golden swash English letters underneath.

Xie Chian dropped the card blankly.

He picked up the phone on the bedside. The mobile phone ran out of battery before school. Xie Chian took out the charger, plugged in, and turned on the phone.

The date of the mobile phone shows that today is Saturday, and it is currently nine o'clock in the morning. He did indeed spend six days in school.

Ignoring the dangerous electricity, Xie Chian opened Baidu Baike and searched for "Dongyang Second High School". The entire school was blocked, and all the teachers and students of the school died. There must be some news about such a big event.

Xie Chian believes that the supernatural game organizer must have a way to cover it up, and he is curious about the method.

The search engine quickly jumped out of the interface, with a lot of search results. Xie Chian clicked on Baidu Baike, his eyes fell on the picture, and his whole body was cold to the bone.

...... The Dongyang No. 2 Middle School in Baidu Encyclopedia is clearly the original Dongyang No. 3 Middle School.

The existence of the entire Second Middle School was wiped out.

Xie Chian didn't know what his mood was at the moment, it was probably a feeling of subversion from the Three Views.

We live in this world, playing computer and mobile games. The game world is virtual and a pastime for us. We don't care about the life and death of game characters, and we don't feel that they have real feelings.

In the game world, we are the masters.

But what if the world we live in is just a game in the eyes of a higher dimensional life? That is their fiction.

It is also our reality.

Many people have thought about this idea before, thinking about whether the world we live in is real, but most of them are just thinking about it. Everything is just speculation and cannot be verified.

But Xie Chian has seen it now.

He quit the Baidu interface and opened the chat software and address book. Unsurprisingly, all the contact information of those high school classmates disappeared, as if those people never existed in the world, and everything was just Xie Chian's imagination.

-

Xie Chian walked out of the room with a cold expression.

When Xie Weiluo saw Xie Chian coming down the stairs in the living room, he trembled: "Brother."

Xie Chian saw his cousin, his expression slowly: "What's the matter?"

Xie Weiluo cautiously said: "You...you are not angry with me?" Seeing Xie Chian's face so cold, she thought she was looking for her to settle accounts.

"..." Xie Chian paused, "What is your anger?"

Xie Weiluo was dumbfounded.

Only one night passed, did you forget?

It's not right, you can't take a fluke. My brother must have wanted her to admit her mistake again.

Xie Weiluo whispered: "...That's... I skipped class when I read a novel. You said last night that I would count today... Brother, are you not angry?"

last night? He slept among a corpse in the school playground last night. Xie Chian didn't know which of Xie Weiluo's tendons made the mistake.

Xie Chian suddenly stared.

Xie Weiluo's memory is confused. Could it be that he is regarded as a big brother...

Xie Chian slowly looked at Xie Weiluo and asked, "Where is the big brother?"

"Big brother? Where's the big brother?" Xie Weiluo asked puzzledly, "Isn't you the only brother I am?"

"..." Xie Chi'an's hand instantly clenched.

He turned on the phone again and entered Xie Shenchu's name.

The eldest brother is one of the top presidents in the domestic wealth list. Generally, typing his name can jump out a bunch of related information. But now, Xie Chian looked at the screen of his mobile phone and found only search results like "How many people are called Xie Shenchu ​​in the country".

He entered "Shenjiu Group" again, showing that the name of the CEO of the company was his father, Xie Huanian.

……what happened? Didn't his parents quit traveling the world long ago?

Xie Chian felt that the string of his own name was on the verge of breaking.

He can remain calm when anyone disappears, but his brother can't. That is his relative.

Xie Chian was not in the mood to pay attention to Xie Weiluo, he had to verify some things.

"Hey, brother, where are you going!" Xie Weiluo was a little strange seeing Xie Chian hurrying.

But if I was busy with other things, she escaped. Xie Weiluo thought so, but he didn't feel much happy.

I always feel... one less person in the family.

As soon as Xie Chian left the house, the driver greeted him: "Master, where are you going?"

Xie Chian pursed his lips when he heard this name.

...The driver used to call him the second young master, because there is a big brother. All signs now indicate that they have forgotten the existence of the older brother.

Only he remembered.

"Go to Dongyang No. 2... Go to Henghu Road No. 3 Street." At the exit of Xie Chian, he remembered that he was going to Dongyang No. 2 Middle School. The driver might send him directly to Dongyang No. 3 Middle School, so he changed his words and said No. 2 Middle School. The street address where you are.

"Isn't there always a ruin? It hasn't been developed yet, it's deserted." The driver hesitated, "Master, are you really going to?"

"..." Xie Chian closed his eyes, "Forget it, go to the old town."

-

Green moss spreads across the dilapidated walls, and psoriasis sticks to the crooked telephone poles. The garbage in the trash bin has overflowed, and rotten vegetable leaves and rotten eggs wrapped in various plastic bags are piled on the ground.

In front of a row of low and old houses, the old man sat in front of the door with a small bench to enjoy the cool. The middle-aged woman and the street vendor care about the two cents. Someone poured out a basin of footwashing water directly from the house, causing passing pedestrians to curse immediately.

It is hard to imagine that in Dongyang, a first-tier financial city with a prosperous economy and numerous enterprises, there will be such a grounded place. A wall, brightly painted on the outside, facing the colorful world, covered with moss, watching ordinary people here.

This is the old town.

A place abandoned by developers.

When ten thousand-foot tall buildings rise on the ground, there are row upon row of buildings, and some places are filled with a strong atmosphere of life.

Xie Chian walked on the small road in the old town, out of step with the scenery on both sides. He could hear some women on the side of the road who were talking about their parents' shortness and their eyes fell on him, and the voices of the comments were not deliberately lowered.

"Whose kid from this family? He looks so handsome..."

"At first glance, it is a child of a wealthy family. We can't raise it in this shabby place."

"Who said that? Didn't we have one before-eh, who's here? Why can't I remember."

"You're always confused, don't we have any here." Another woman laughed at her, "When did we come to a rich man? It was the woman whose surname was Feng more than ten years ago. She looks like a vixen. , Bring different men into the house every day. I don’t even recognize the brands of those cars, they are all expensive anyway."

"Hey, a chicken guy didn't get sick and died in the end, it was still that kind of disease. The women of our kind people can't be envied." The woman's mean voice was mocking, "Fortunately, she didn't have a son. I've suffered. It's a shame to watch my old lady go to bed with a wild man every day."

Even if that woman had been dead for several years, it would not prevent them from pulling her out and whip the body verbally to find superiority from the dead.

This mediocre life, a gossip, can be said for decades.

Xie Chian's eyes moved slightly when he heard the word "Feng".

It is quite rare to have this surname.

Xie Chian knew Situ Yue's identity when she learned her name. The eldest lady of the Situ family. The Situ family is also a well-known enterprise in Dongyang City, and the Xie family has commercial cooperation with them.

They were all people in that circle. Of course Xie Chian had heard some news. Knowing that the Situ family also has an excellent bastard, the Phoenix who flew out of the old town. He knows, but he has never seen it.

Later, I learned about the sibling relationship between Feng Ming and Situ Yue.

The influence of the native family is the hardest to get rid of. Feng Ming has lived in the old city for fifteen years, and it is not easy to see anything in him. Xie Chian didn't even expect that Feng Ming's mother would be... such a person.

Feng Ming died in the game, so the citizens in the old city all forgot about him, forgot that the woman named Feng really gave birth to a son. But Xie Chian knows.

Xie Chian can imagine that a child grew up here. Born in an unfortunate single-parent family, his mother was in a skin and meat business, and he might just be an accidental product of a certain transaction. His mother hit and scolded him, witnessed filth and filth since he was a child, and was driven out in the winter night to listen to the ambiguous movement in the house, and perhaps some guests with special hobbies would have sinister intentions towards the beautiful little boy. He had to endure the pointing and pointing of the neighbourhood, and the insults and abuse from other children, just because he had a mother like that.

He never got love, so he will not love.

So... became a pervert.

Xie Chian walked along the small road with a calm expression.

The unfortunate people have their own misfortunes. He has raised the butcher knife, so naturally he won't talk about mercy anymore.

The purpose of his trip is to verify one thing, to verify whether the existence of people in the school will be forgotten by ordinary people. Now he has got the answer, yes, the Fengming that has grown here for more than ten years has been completely forgotten. But he did not turn around and leave, but continued to walk towards the depths of the alley. That was the person he was looking for.

Huang Chenglong's grandma lives there.

He promised to take care of Huang Chenglong.