I Share The Horror World And Scare The Players Around The World

After opening the game video.

Chen Ran was surprised to find that Gravity is actually a female anchor.

"There are quite a lot of girls playing horror world."

Chen Ran nodded.

Let's be honest, girls are naturally more stimulating than boys.

Often after the emergence of horror games and horror movies, the proportion of female audiences and gamers is higher than that of male gamers and male audiences.

"Hello, everyone, audience."

"I'm the anchor of Gravity."

The prologue is very official and sterile.

"First of all, I have to blow up the authenticity and playability of this game."

"You may only pay attention to the horror elements of this game, but you have not paid attention to the details and clues of this game."

"I can say that it is definitely the greatest game of this century, bar none."

"Leave your fears aside, and look at this ward again, every part of it is sending us a message."

The audience was bewildered.

"The ward is passing the message, the anchor must be stunned."

"I guess, the anchor may be a detective or something."

"You guys are stupid, that's Wan Qian, one of the famous psychiatrists in our country."

"Wan Qian, such a familiar name."

"Five years ago, the detective game anchor master was invincible in decryption and detective games."

The audience thought of the master detective game who was born five years ago.

In just one year, he played through the entire decryption game.

After leaving a sentence of "boring", there is no trace.

Unexpectedly, she changed careers and became a psychiatrist.

Li Xin was also watching Wan Qian's game video while holding his mobile phone.

It's still scary, but it's much better than the beginning.

"Look at the writing on the wall."

Wan Qian came to the blood-stained wall.

The wall skin has peeled off a lot, but some characters can still be discerned vaguely.

These words have already been translated by many players.

Are some blessings.

But these blessings remained in such a gloomy atmosphere, making them even more weird.

"I think everyone has translated these words."

"It's nothing more than some wishes for a speedy recovery."

"Some players may have guessed something, but I found that no player has seriously thought about it in the past few days."

"Although I don't understand ghosts, I can divide them into two types."

"One is born and the other is acquired."

"And I think that the ghost under the bed appeared the day after tomorrow."

"It was a human being in life."

"The old thief left us these clues just to tell us that most of the ghosts were alive."

Chen Ran touched the tip of his nose.

There are indeed two brushes, and I have never thought about it.

"But who is blessed by so many people?" Wan Qian muttered to herself, pointing her chin.

"This question has troubled me for a long time."

"Finally, I determined a general direction." Wan Qian pointed to the hospital bed.

"The bed was clean and the drawers had some metal badges."

"So I conclude that his identity during his lifetime has at least something to do with being a soldier."

"But there are many types of soldiers, and I can't be sure."

"So, I escaped from the ward and found the file room by relying on the strategy of the host of the macho man."

"In the archives, I found a patient who was a firefighter before his death, called Wang Bin."

"He was burned by the fire during the rescue and was admitted to the New People's Hospital."

"So, I'm sure it's him."

"At that time, I was thinking that I was a firefighter during my lifetime, and I was burned extensively in order to save people."

"Then even if you become a ghost, you won't be so evil."

"So, I committed suicide once and went back to the ward."

Suicide is such an understatement, this Wan Qian's nerves are really tenacious.

Although VR virtual games do not experience physical pain, psychological pain does.

For example, after being twisted by a ghost, after quitting the game, the neck will always feel uncomfortable for a few days, and in severe cases, he may even suspect that his head is still on his neck.

This is a mental illness and can only be recovered by self-regulation.

"After returning to the ward."

"I choose to drill directly to the bottom of the bed."

Under the stunned expressions of countless audiences, Wan Qian took the initiative to get under the bed.

As soon as she got under the bed, a pale hand covered Wan Qian's mouth.

"Fuck, the anchor is awesome 666."

"If I refuse to accept anyone, I will obey the gravitational force."

"The ghosts under the bed were all stunned. They were lying down well, and suddenly someone came in."

Seeing Wan Qian's show, the audience was suffocated.

Others can't wait to be 800 meters away from the ghost, and Wan Qian can't wait to get into the arms of the ghost.

The game video was made in advance. Although Wan Qian was covering her mouth, the narrator was still explaining.

"I said at the beginning, please put aside your fears and look at this game first."

"I think a great game is by no means a single genre."

"It should be all-inclusive, just like the real world, all-encompassing."

"You think Wang Bin is scary, a ghost."

"But I think Wang Bin is very pitiful."

"Have you ever thought about why he was hiding under the bed?"

The question posed by Wan Qian made even Chen Ran ponder.

He seemed to have guessed something.

"It was frightened to death."

"You pay attention to the eyes under the bed."

The video starts zooming in.

Although the bottom of the bed was dark, a pair of blood-colored eyes could be captured in the darkness.

It was a pair of dead eyes with bulging eyeballs and dense red blood.

"Fuck, I didn't see that it was scared to death, but I was about to be scared to death."

The barrage slid frantically, and countless people called out 666.

"These eyes are frightening."

"I am a professional psychiatrist, and I have specifically asked my doctor friends."

"I have also analyzed the clear photos of Wang Bin and the hanged ghost fighting."

"I can be sure that this is the eye of a person who is scared to death."

"There is still fear in its eyes."

Wan Qian said seriously.

The barrage was even denser, like a tsunami.

"Anchor, are you serious? I only see suffocation, malice, viciousness and madness."

"I'm an autopsy. When the anchor said this, I did find that these eyes were frightened to death, and there was indeed fear in their eyes."

"Upstairs, it's true or false, you won't be asking for it, right?"

Amidst countless doubts, Wan Qian continued to explain.

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