My Iyashikei Game

The increasingly strong smell of blood wafted in the elevator car with large patches of mold, and people in red clothes surrounded Han Fei in the center.

"What will happen if I don't go down?"

The elevator stopped on the fourth floor. As time went on, the strange man in red's body was like a branch that had been injected with blood. Her blood vessels and hair were entangled, stretched the skin, and began to spread toward the elevator wall.

Continuing to stay, I am afraid there is only a dead end. Han Fei manipulated the game characters to walk out of the crowd.

After he left the elevator car, the silver-gray elevator door slowly closed, and along the gap of the elevator door, you could see a group of people in red standing with their backs to him.

Soon the elevator door closed completely, and the numbers on the display began to change rapidly.

Han Fei thought that the number would stop when it reached "1", but he didn't expect the number on the display to turn into a negative number, and the elevator went down to the minus 18th floor in one go.

"Does this elevator go underground?"

Finally came to the fourth floor, Han Fei didn't want to waste this opportunity, he ran directly to room 4044 and secretly observed the door.

Room 4044 in the game on the fourth floor is different from the deep world. The door god on the door panel is complete, and the other party's head has not been cut off.

"I want to see what kind of face this god has."

Han Fei remembered all the key points. He quietly came to the door of room 4044. While he was staring at the TV screen watching the door god, the door god in the game suddenly blinked.

Its head seemed to move, but it didn't seem to move. Han Fei couldn't tell the strange feeling. He just felt a chill on his back now.

Sitting back on the sofa, Han Fei looked at the screen again, and he finally realized that something was wrong.

The door god in the Dead Tower game seemed to be watching him, not at the game characters controlled by Han Fei, but at Han Fei outside the screen through the TV screen.

"What technology is this?" Han Fei didn't know if it was an easter egg or a trap. He tried to push the door of room 4044, and at the same time, a dialogue appeared on the game screen.

"Will you help me send my head back?"

Without any prompts or warnings, this dialogue popped up abruptly, and there was obviously not a single NPC around.

"Is the door god talking?" Han Fei clicked on the dialogue, and an even more bizarre scene appeared. There were three options behind the dialogue box, but all three options were - unwilling.

"Room 4044 is the closest thing to room 4444, send my head back and I can help you end this never-ending nightmare."

"If you want to enter room 4044, you have to do one thing for me. No matter what you choose, you will come back here eventually."

The dialogue in the dialog box keeps changing, but the options are still all unwilling, as if this is a fixed occurrence and cannot be changed.

"The evil you see must be evil, but the goodness you see must be goodness? You are too close to the 'God', you should go behind the 'God' and look at their backs, their ' As glorious as their divinity is, their humanity is so filthy. Help me, and I can tell you those unspeakable secrets."

Looking at the contents of the dialog box, Han Fei was a little moved. It was indescribable that he represented a special level in the deep world, and the door god had something to say here.

"Headless door god should really want to find his head. When I go online next time, maybe I can delay it for a while."

After hesitating for a moment, Han Fei didn't make a choice. He didn't like to take the path given by others. But if you don't make a choice, the game will get stuck at this interface.

After trying repeatedly for a long time, Han Fei remembered the face of the door god, and then chose to forcibly quit the game.

When he pressed the handle button, the game screen instantly became pitch black, and all the patterns disappeared.

"What's going on? I've been playing for decades, but I've never encountered such a situation. Is there something wrong with the TV?" Zhuang Ren walked towards the TV with a face full of surprise.

"Don't go there! I seem to have triggered something."

A few seconds later, a pair of bloody eyes appeared on the dark TV screen. Those eyes were looming, as if they were greatly restricted and could not walk out of the TV.

Shallow bloodstains centered on those eyes, slowly cracked around, and fine bloodshots soon covered the TV screen, as if trying to tear something apart.

The scene in front of him reminded Han Fei of the scene when he was summoning his soul. When he used the soul-calling ability, the system's attribute panel would be covered with bloodshot, and then torn from the middle, like a gate of hell that was forcibly broken open.

"It's so similar, how many secrets are hidden in this game?"

Han Fei no longer regards "Perfect Life" as an ordinary game, which involves the existence of black boxes. This game is inextricably linked with reality. It blurs the boundaries between reality and virtuality, and breaks the boundaries of human beings. The estrangement between the brain and the computer has even mixed life and death in a special way.

No one knows what secrets are hidden in the black box, and its countless owners have never succeeded. Han Fei still has a long way to go before opening the black box, but these things he encountered during his journey have already Enough to subvert his cognition.

He had a hunch that he was slowly lifting the veil of the world and seeing a real world he had never seen before.

The TV screen was quickly covered with bloodshots, and those scarlet eyes stared at Han Fei, and finally burst open, and the blood mist turned into a sentence-this is the first warning, after three warnings, death or death will befall.

Pro.

The blood words quickly disappeared, and the dark game screen did not change.

"Three warnings? When I try to tell others about the existence of the black box and the deep world, the black box in my mind will give me a similar warning, and after three warnings to no avail, the black box will explode in my brain and make me brain dead. "

With his arms on his cheeks, Han Fei narrowed his eyes.

"The dead building game was made by the chairman of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical when he was young. The black box in my mind was given to me by the brother of the chairman of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical. When I got the black box, the chairman of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical had passed away for a while. Is there such a possibility that although the chairman of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical has passed away, he has attached his consciousness to the black box? Or is he hiding in a certain layer of the black box?"

Han Fei is just guessing, without any clear evidence, he just feels that he is a small comedian and it is difficult to fight against a behemoth like Eternal Life Pharma.

"The two Fu Sheng brothers are the previous owners of the black box. I have seen the memory of the head of the building, and the two brothers do exist. But Zhuang Ren said that he had never met the elder brother of the chairman of Yongsheng Pharmaceuticals, and also said that the chairman of Yongsheng Pharmaceuticals I often talk to myself, I'm curious about the relationship between the two brothers? One conquers the deep world, and the other opens up the real world? One is in consciousness, and the other is in reality?"

Looking at the dark screen, Han Fei put down the gamepad: "One of the two brothers can see the future, but is the future he sees really the future? Will the world develop in the direction he sees? "

Han Fei didn't think that was the case. At least he opened both sides of the black box at the same time, which the Fu Sheng brothers should not have thought of.

"It's better for me to walk my own way."

After unplugging the power, Han Fei forced the Dead Tower game to restart. Everything that happened just now seemed to be an illusion.

The game characters reappeared in the happy community, surrounded by warm and harmonious scenes, only the protagonist of the game was wearing a blood-stained clothes.

"The game characters have changed!"

Han Fei didn't go to the operation anymore. He leaned on the sofa and stared silently at the game character. He felt that the dead building mini-game was very similar to the manager task of the deep world.

After dying again and again, the memory of the game character may continue to be lost. If it is not controlled by others, then he may have forgotten everything and changed from a game character to an NPC in the game.

"Can you go further by being manipulated? This game was made by the chairman of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical. Does he want to tell me that it is easier to maintain yourself only by being a chess piece?"

Looking at the bloody clothes of the game characters, Han Fei smiled indifferently: "I have been a supporting role for so many years since I was admitted to the Film and Television Academy, and now I have finally reached the center of the stage, how can I be at the mercy of me? Since the black box was given to me, it's mine."

"Han Fei, why don't you... go see my family first?" Zhuang Ren felt that he had been ignored, but this time he walked directly in front of the TV, blocking Han Fei's sight: "As long as I can see my house from a distance At one glance, let alone the dead building game, this house and my inheritance can be shared with you."

Seeing Zhuang Ren's firm attitude, Han Fei couldn't continue to play, anyway, he had already got what he wanted.

"Also." Han Fei got up and turned off the game, and put the controller in the black box next to the videotape and emotional therapy device: "You can also put the game in here, I'll take the box away later."