I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

"Fortunately, it's not a big problem."

After reading the doctor's results of his diagnosis and treatment, Lu Jian felt much better.

He knew very well that these paranoia, schizophrenia, and persecution paranoia were just diagnoses made by the doctor after hearing his description of the quiet place.

When normal people hear this, they will think that there is something wrong with Lu Lian's head, let alone a psychiatrist.

But apart from these parts, Lu Yi didn't have any psychological problems.

"Although the doctor said I might have a mental problem, because of that, I'm fine."

Lu Jian felt a lot better.

It seems that the sanity of the system judges has another standard. Even if the sanity becomes zero, people can still live normally.

Besides, if Lu Lian is really crazy, how can he explain his logical and polite behavior now?

He retrieved his backpack and crowbar and returned to his warm home.

Lu Yi took off his clothes first, took a change of clothes, and walked into the bathroom.

The experience last night had caused great trauma to his body and mind. Lu Juan had no intention of rushing to complete the next stage of the task. He just wanted to take a hot bath and get a good night's sleep.

The shower head was opened, and warm water flowed from the top of his head. Lu Juan pressed out the shampoo and rubbed his head vigorously.

"towel......"

After rubbing foam all over his head, Lu Jian reached out to fumble for towels on the rack beside him.

But his hands were trembling, and before he could touch the towel, a ball of soft fabric was handed over to him.

"thanks."

Lu Jian responded, then rinsed off the shampoo with hot water, and wiped his face with a towel.

After wiping his face, he hung up the towel.

At this time, Lu Jian only realized something later.

"Who was... who handed me the towel just now?"

Lu Jian looked at the closed door of the bathroom.

There was a tiny crack at the bottom of the wooden door.

Light from the living room seeped in through that gap, reflecting a little light off the wet floor of the bathroom.

Suddenly, the light that came through the gap seemed to be blocked by something.

It's like...someone is standing there.

Lu Yi stared at the frosted glass covered with plastic paper, as if he was staring at some kind of existence across the door.

clatter clatter——

The shower head was still sprinkling warm water. I don't know if it was an illusion, but the water became cooler.

Lu Jian didn't move, just bathed in the cool water.

After a while, the light returned, and the gap attracted the light from the living room again as if he breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Jian turned his head and prepared to continue taking a bath.

Just when he turned around, the hanger on which the towel was hanging suddenly fell apart, and the end of the stainless steel steel pipe just touched Lu Yi's neck. If he hadn't paid attention just now, the steel pipe might have been inserted into his neck.

Lu Jian lifted his foot, and there was a lot of foam under his feet, which was very slippery.

Putting the broken hanger on the side table, Lu Juan washed his body, dried himself and changed his clothes, and walked out of the bathroom.

The living room is near noon, and the sun is shining brightly.

He looked at his room, the kitchen, and there was no sign of anyone else.

Lu Jian looked under the bed again.

empty.

Before he returned to the bathroom, he picked up the broken hanger, preparing to wake up in the afternoon and go to the supermarket to buy a plastic one to replace it.

Lu Jian glanced at the washing machine.

He saw that the dirty clothes he had taken off before taking a shower and randomly stuffed into the washing machine were neatly folded and piled up in the drum.

"...Sure enough, the two guys disagree..."

Lu Jian believes that there are at least two unusual cohabitants in his family, one of whom seems to be malicious towards him, and the other is relatively friendly.

but,

Compared with what they saw last night, both of them looked a little weak.

Lu Jue didn't plan to find the two cohabitants and expel them, because he was just an ordinary law-abiding citizen and didn't know how to communicate with the undead. .

Moreover, as long as some festive and auspicious music is played, the two cohabitants will become honest, and there is no trouble for Lu Jian.

They may even be able to help guard the door if there is a thief at home.

It's like finding a white-fronted spider curled up in the corner of your bed. Although it looks scary and hideous, it is actually a beneficial insect that can help catch mosquitoes. As long as you don't provoke it, It will quietly fish in the corner.

"Next time I take a bath, I have to play a song."

He set the alarm clock for six o'clock in the evening on his phone, and the computer played the Spring Festival Gala playlist. He threw himself on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

...

six o'clock.

The night has not yet fallen, and with the arrival of summer, the days will become longer and longer, and the summer triangle will soon be clearly visible. The noisy cicadas sing continuously, and occasionally fall into silence at the same time, bringing a strange atmosphere.

Lu Jian woke up and rubbed his eyes.

In the dim room, the melody of "Let the World Be Filled with Love" is echoing.

Lu Jian slept soundly without dreaming.

He sat up, ordered a takeaway, turned on the computer, and imported the video obtained last night into the computer.

The original video that was originally displayed on the mobile phone was not large, but after being imported to the computer, it suddenly became much larger. Perhaps this is also the magical power of the system.

Lu Jian didn't bother with these.

He dragged the progress bar of the video, and the video of several camera positions was repeated for about 30 hours. Both the details and the quality were much higher than the first video before. Perhaps this is the speed of exploration. income to come.

If the degree of exploration reaches 100%, can those weird perspectives still be unlocked?

"It's a big project."

Lu Yi opened the curtains, and a creature that seemed to be standing in front of the window fled quickly. He glanced at the security net on the balcony. There were dark red marks on the edge of the rusted iron window, like coagulated blood.

He didn't care.

Back in front of the computer, Lu Yi opened the video editing software, first cut the video into several sections, renamed them, and classified them into categories.

Part of it is a third-person perspective shot obliquely from a forty-five-degree angle to show both Lu and the surrounding environment at the same time.

Part of it is Lu Yi's first-person perspective, accompanied by the light of the flashlight, even if it is not edited, there is a sense of mystery and horror.

There are also some perspectives, panoramas, etc., which are used as supplements.

Lu Jian saw that the pictures of the stars that may have great gods that he saw were not included in these videos, and he didn't know whether it was an illusion or the system was not capable enough to capture them clearly.

But it doesn't matter.

Lu Jian felt that if he hadn't experienced it himself, others might just feel confused and incomprehensible when they saw those weird stars and dark yellow planets.

The sense of horror comes from familiar things, and the sense of uneasiness that arises when the familiar environment is broken. The more down-to-earth, the more common the changes of things, the more terrifying it will be. Even if Lu Yi told the audience that Betelgeuse had exploded , the radiation storm brought by it will soon descend on the earth, killing all creatures, and most people will just smile and don't care much.

Understanding is costly.

But on the other hand, for example, when a black shadow appears behind you when you look in the mirror, something scratches the bed while lying on the bed, or a spider crawls into your mouth halfway through sleep, this simple and easy-to-understand horror scene is even more frightening.

After preparing these materials, before Lu Yi's eyes, the computer text on the screen changed into an indifferent and cold system description.

He clicked on the dark green [Director] job column, and soon, the job task jumped out from "My Computer".

【Career Development Task】

[Maintain a high degree of creative enthusiasm, continuous creation is the foundation of a creator! Through continuous creation, let the world remember your name! 】

[Task Requirements: Get enough fans online to complete the task]

【Number of fans obtained: 4396/100000】

【"Please call me by my name!"】

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