The end of the world begins with failing an exam

That is to say...

The diary was still going on until the day before he came to the examination room.

So did my soul travel into the examination room?

Or did I replace the original "Chen Jing"?

Chen Jing sighed and flicked his fingers gently on the diary.

"I didn't expect that I was a 'madman' in the other world..."

Chapter 6 Additional questions, 100% completion

Chen Jing in the real world is nothing special, just an office worker who was squeezed out of neurasthenia by 996, so he didn't understand why the old man asked him to participate in this exam.

I have neither the skills to save my life nor the ability to save the world.

The old man sent me in and I might just be sending my head...

Although Chen Jing couldn't prove that all this was related to the old man.

But one thing is certain.

He came to the examination room in the other world inexplicably.

It must be related to the DV dug out from the old man's grave.

Even Chen Jing suspected that the old man was hiding in a corner of the other world...

"We're here so soon?"

When the No. 301 bus stopped at the stop sign of Dunwich Street at the Zucchini Crossing, Chen Jing felt a little incredible.

Because it took only about ten minutes from getting on the bus to getting off, and he didn't feel that the bus was driving very fast, it was driving slowly all the way.

In fact, during this process, he had planned to observe this city called "Eternal Night" from a close distance, but unfortunately it was all black outside the window, which he discovered when he got on the bus...

The moment he stepped into the car, the station behind him disappeared in an instant.

Including the street lights.

The whole world seemed to evaporate.

Even if you open the window and look out, it is still a bottomless darkness.

"So...are you trying to fool me..."

Chen Jing was dumbfounded as soon as he got off the bus and looked around. He wanted to find the way back to the community according to the signs, but when he got off the bus, he found out...

This road was dark from the beginning to the end of the street.

There is no road sign at all.

On the left, it's dark.

On the right, it's also dark.

Although Chen Jing has put himself into the role of the protagonist of the game, he is very clear that he is still different from the character in the game. At least if he dies, he will really die, and he will be completely dead and cannot be resurrected.

"Auntie Hong said that it is dangerous to go out at night... Especially in the past few days, there seem to be some crazy people who are extremely hungry and eat people everywhere..."

Chen Jing frowned and kept looking around, trying to find a more reliable way.

But he didn't make a decision after looking for a long time.

Because he knew.

If he didn't choose well, he might be GAME OVER.

Although the natives he met so far were friendly, he knew very well how crazy this world was, and there were definitely many dangerous people. From the "news" that Auntie Hong and others said, he could get a glimpse of it.

"This is trouble..."

Chen Jing opened the light curtain to see if there was any prompt, but unfortunately the information on the light curtain was still on the "additional questions" page.

Compared with the information that appeared on the page at the beginning.

At this moment, Chen Jing found that there were a few more lines of words after the additional questions.

[Question status: unfinished]

[Completion: 50%]

"My exploration of my identity has only reached 50%? Is there other information that I have overlooked..."

Chen Jing closed the light screen with a puzzled look on his face, but soon he realized that now was not the time to think about this.

Finding the way home is the most important thing!

"This world is so interesting... I haven't lived enough... So what should I choose now..."

At this moment, Chen Jing stood at the station a little at a loss, and it can be said that he was standing at the crossroads of life.

This should be the biggest dilemma he has encountered so far.

For a while, Zhuangzi's "There is no greater sorrow than the death of the heart" and Shakespeare's "To Be or Not to Be (To Be or Not to Be)" began to shine in his mind.

Left?

Maybe I will die.

Right?

I am right-handed.

The first thing I looked at when I got off the bus was also the right side.

When I marched in military training in college, I also stepped to the right side with my hand and foot.

So...

"My sixth sense has always been quite sharp."

Chen Jing muttered to himself, and then he made a decision.

"Staying here is almost like waiting to die, I have to trust my intuition!"

After that, Chen Jing turned around confidently and walked to the right.

Then he heard a distant call from behind him.

"Jingjing! Where are you going if you don't go home!"

Hearing this familiar yet strange voice, Chen Jing turned around without changing his expression.

"You really can't trust your intuition!"

As the sound of "piata" and "piata" gradually approached, the old man who called Chen Jing gradually trotted out of the darkness.

It was an old man wearing a white sweat coat, beach pants and flip-flops. His snow-white hair was permed and exploded, just like Einstein's otherworldly face...

Chen Jing was stunned when he saw his facial features.

Is this also a coincidence?

Or is the old man really a common face?

How come this old man in the other world looks like my grandfather in the real world...exactly the same!

"Where are you going, kid?" The old man came over and naturally took Chen Jing's arm, panting and said, "You didn't come home so late, I thought you were lost!"

Chen Jing was still a little confused.

No, to be precise, his brain crashed.

This grandpa in the other world and his grandpa in the real world, except for personality, habits and dressing, are almost no different, even the voice of speaking is the same.

Is it really a coincidence...

"Why don't you speak?" The old man looked at Chen Jing strangely, stretched out his skinny fingers and pinched his face, "Are you hysterical?"

"No... No..."

Chen Jing, who had acted very well in front of Hong Yi's freak mother and son, suddenly seemed to have changed into a different person at this moment, because he felt that he could not tell them apart...

It really seemed like that.

"Grandpa?"

"What?"

"Let's... go home..."

Chen Jing tentatively took the old man's arm, and seeing that the other party was still grinning and laughing, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

In Chen Jing's memory.

This was his first close contact with his grandpa.

Although this was only the grandpa in the other world, not the grandpa in the real world, they really looked like.

They looked so much alike that Chen Jing could hardly tell them apart.

It was strange.

The originally dark and gloomy street had no end in sight.

But after the old man appeared, everything seemed to be different.

The darkness on the dim street gradually dissipated.

Although there were only occasional flashing street lights as illumination, the light on the street was still too dim, but at least the road could be seen clearly.

Chen Jing supported the old man like this.

The old man and the child walked slowly side by side on the street.

During this process, Chen Jing secretly looked at the old man from time to time. Seeing that the old man looked normal and didn't seem to notice anything unusual, his hanging heart was temporarily put down.

Once upon a time.

Chen Jing thought he had no feelings for the "heartless" grandfather.

But only he knew how much he hoped that his grandfather could care about him more like other grandfathers.

To help him when he fell when he was a child.

To pick him up once when he got out of school.

To hold his hand and walk on the old road in the mountains...

"It's really like..."

Chen Jing unconsciously squeezed the old man's arm, causing the other party to look at him strangely.

"What's wrong with you?" The old man's cloudy eyes revealed a trace of doubt and half worry, "Why do I feel that you are strange?"

"No...no."

"Why are your eyes red?"

"The wind blew."

Chen Jing smiled and turned his head, gently pulling the old man's arm.

"Let's walk faster."

"Why are you in a hurry? Walk slowly!" The old man was reluctant and said pitifully, "You are a shy boy. It's rare that you are willing to help me outside for a while. Let's walk slowly, grandpa and grandson, don't worry?"

"No, it's not your birthday after twelve o'clock."

Chen Jing explained with a smile, suddenly let go of the old man's arm, ran to the front in two steps and patted his back.

"Get up! I'll carry you! Let's run back!"

"You..."

The old man looked at Chen Jing suspiciously, with a strange expression on his face.

"Do you really want to carry me?"

"Why...what's wrong..."

Chen Jing was stunned, and suddenly shouted in his heart that it was not good. Could it be that he was too enthusiastic and let the old man notice something was wrong?