National Samsara: Start with an Infinity Glove

Tetsuya Yamanaka is an otaku.

Like thousands of other otakus, he loves the second dimension and playing games. At midnight, he likes to watch the passionate performances of hot female teachers in Kyoto at midnight to release the stress he has accumulated throughout the day.

But today, his favorite midnight slot was replaced by an inexplicable urban legend column.

This is unforgivable under any circumstances.

Tetsuya Yamanaka immediately logged into the Kyoto TV website.

Be prepared to make the most harsh and vicious comments about this program as soon as it goes online. to vent his anger.

At the same time, there were dark thoughts in his heart.

If only his comments resonated with viewers like him.

Maybe the TV station can't stand the pressure and change the midnight program back.

This possibility is not impossible.

If this program really gets bad reviews, the TV station will consider changing the program.

"What kind of rubbish show has a guy who doesn't know what it means and watches a video in a so-called haunted house? Is it an urban ghost story? Are you insulting the intelligence of us viewers?"

Watching the scene of Chu Ze watching Sadako's video tape playing on the TV, Tetsuya Yamanaka pressed his fingers flexibly on his mobile phone to complete a comment. At the same time as his comment was sent, below his comment A reply appeared

"Do you really not believe in urban legends? If these strange stories really happened, how would you deal with them?"

Haha!

I even had sex with me.

Seeing this reply, Yamanaka Tetsuya became interested.

He moved his fingers and replied quickly

"What a joke! How can there be such unscientific ghost stories in modern society? I think you are just a troll invited by the program team to clean up the show!"

"The existence of some things doesn’t mean that they don’t exist if you don’t believe it. Just like an urban ghost story, it may be around you, or it may be right in front of you, or it may even be outside the window behind you. If you don’t believe it, you can look back and see that it has already coming……"

Gudong!

Looking at the text that was restored almost simultaneously, Tetsuya Yamanaka swallowed hard.

For some reason, he suddenly felt a chill on his back, as if something was really staring at him from behind.

"Are you kidding me?……"

Yamanaka Tetsuya's voice was trembling, and the fat on his body was also trembling.

He didn't look back.

But he saw the scene behind him from the reflection of the figure glass cabinet in front of him.

Behind him at the half-curtained window.

He saw a pale face with two large, protruding, bloodshot eyeballs embedded in it.

The tiny pupils in these eyes were turning chaotically and chaotically.

Until Yamanaka Tetsuya's eyes fell on its face.

The tiny pupils in its eyeballs were like precision-guided radars, and they immediately locked onto Tetsuya Yamanaka's gaze.

"Eyes, eyes met!"

In an instant,

Tetsuya Yamanaka's pupils shrank as small as the pupils of his eyes.

His tears also shot out like a faucet that was turned on.

At the same time, his sphincter was also turned on.

There was a burst of warmth in his crotch. It was hot, and a smell of urine spread in the narrow bedroom.

But Yamanaka Tetsu couldn't feel it anymore.

Because when his eyes met the resentful spirit outside the window, he couldn't stand this huge stimulation and lost it on the spot. Consciousness.

And there are many unlucky guys like him.

They were all visited by the strange-looking Kunchi Rock Wraith.

They were allowed to try the exciting feeling of a ghost knocking on the door at midnight.

But these guys to some extent Compared to the bad star that Sadako and Kayako found, at this time, in a large office building in Kyoto, the screens that were still on were playing. Looking at the same picture.

Desolate woods, towering ancient wells, and women with disheveled hair.

Step by step, as the screen keeps flashing, it keeps approaching outside the screen.

"do not come! Don't come here!"

In front of the computer.

The social workers who worked overtime until midnight screamed in terror and wanted to get up and run away.

But as soon as they stood up, they found that their ankles were tightly grasped by a pale and twisted hand.

"ah!!!"

Looking down, they found under the desk.

A long-haired woman with a distorted body huddled in the cramped shadow under the desk.

She stretched out her long, cold arms and caught them.

"No! No!"

The dreamy linkage between Sadako and Kayako scared the shit out of many social animals who were lazy watching the show at midnight. The various screams one after another almost filled the air.

If the emotion called fear can be expressed by numerical values, now The fear level of these social animals is probably off the charts.

As time goes by, this fear phenomenon continues to spread like an infectious disease.

If you watch it with a satellite, you will find that the lights of the entire city are moving in a way that makes people The light was extinguished quickly at a jaw-dropping speed.

It was the light that was extinguished by the interference of the supernatural force field.

The person who created these supernatural force fields was none other than the resentful spirits released by Chu Ze.

"Ah ~ the smell of fear."

Standing on the top of the Kyoto TV Tower.

The wild night wind blew the hem of the windbreaker.

Looking at the city gradually falling into deathly silence and darkness. He silently opened the task bar.

At this time, his main mission has been entered. Completed state.

And there is only one minute left for him to stay in this world.

Looking at the countdown disappearing minute by second,

Chu Ze raised his left hand, pinched his thumb and middle finger hard, and a clear finger snap sounded. Sky

"Snapped!"