Chapter 118 Murmur

At this time on normal days, Lin Han should have woken up.

The only difference is that the previous times he woke up, there was no door in his room that he couldn't open by himself, but this time when he wakes up again, he should be able to see the door again.

Unlike the giant who was observing from the side before, he has been selected out, and in the next repetition, the one who should be "getting along" with him should be Alfred.

This time it was Alfred's turn to judge whether he could "stand out".

Until he reaches the target, he will probably do the same thing over and over again in this new room as before.

Lin Han still remembered that every time before he died, he could hear the giant's voice.

They came to take care of the dead man as if he were an ordinary object, but here... he no longer heard the giant's voice.

When he died, it was very quiet, without a sound at all.

The sound of skin rubbing against fabric was clearly audible, and he could even hear his own heartbeat becoming increasingly labored.

It was a very strange state, feeling my consciousness being pulled away from my body.

But he could not hear the giant's voice.

Either the giant was lazy at work and didn't notice his death, or there were no more giants here, and Alfred became the one to clean up the mess.

Lin Han prefers the latter.

He unconsciously elevated Alfred's status. Even if it was not in the academy but in the dungeon, he felt that Alfred would not just be a small "stylist", although the styling itself brought a great shadow to Lin Han.

This was a subconscious thought that Lin Han couldn't control at all.

By the time he reacted, he had already woven a perfect excuse in his mind for the current situation.

He had no idea how the dead body would be treated.

Lin Han was just used to opening his eyes from the same body as when he was young after aging. Here, he didn't have much feelings for the body he used, and he had never thought about it when facing the giant before.

But at this moment, he suddenly thought of it and felt a little curious.

If it were handed over to Alfred, he would probably handle it well.

Either buried, burned, thrown into the abyss that seemed to have no end, or simply erased a string of data from the game...

Anything is fine.

It was Alfred after all, he always had everything arranged.

This is Lin Han's deep-rooted impression of Alfred.

Lin Han thought a lot.

Everything he had not thought of while lying in that room when he was still alive was thought of again in this unknown place where his consciousness was floating.

He still had no idea how to pass the customs.

The copy didn't give him much information, so he could only guess whether the look Alfred had created for him would gradually push him to become the chosen one.

If she had to style her hair again and again, Lin Han had decided not to look in the mirror anymore.

The feeling of being changed is scary, but realizing you're being changed is even scarier.

Lin Han will never forget the feeling of being cut off from others by having that exclusive perspective applied to him in the short term.

The only thing to be thankful for is that as long as you don't look in the mirror, there is nothing in this room that can clearly reflect Lin Han's appearance.

He is in a relatively safe environment.

Lin Han could only try to find joy in this difficult situation.

But he had done it so many times that he wanted to repeat it again.

very tired.

This kind of mental fatigue enveloped Lin Han from beginning to end. He hoped that time would flow faster, but paradoxically, he hoped that time would stay at this moment forever so that he could rest for a while.

It only takes a moment.

But this is just an illusion after all. He still has to continue his boring days in the copy.

But this time the gap seems a bit long.

Lin Han's mind was active. He realized that he was awake, but he couldn't open his eyes and there was no way to wake up in the true sense.

The time after "one day" seemed to be his own "review time", but each time before was not so long.

This is the first time.

Lin Han wanted to wake up, but couldn't wake up no matter what.

Was there something different about his yesterday, and any day before it, that he hadn't noticed?

Besides Alfred's look, was there anything else he overlooked?

Lin Han didn't know.

He couldn't figure it out.

He spent almost the entire day in silence.

Compared to before when no one communicated with him, he did say a few words to Alfred, but... yesterday he did not actively explore the room like before, nor did he try to get out of the room.

He lay in bed doing nothing.

He also has nothing...

"Why?"

Lin Han suddenly heard this voice.

It was very soft, a suppressed murmur in the throat.

The voice was so low that Lin Han thought it was an illusion the moment he heard it. He didn't actually hear it. But it was at this moment that he suddenly remembered that he had heard this voice before.

When he blamed Alfred, and before he died.

The first time he heard it, he even thought that he had mistakenly expressed the resentment in his heart. It was not until the second time when he no longer had the strength to speak that he realized that the voice did not come from him at all.

Maybe there is someone in his new room that he doesn't know about, but he is not in the room now.

That voice followed him wherever he was.

Lin Han didn't know why he had forgotten these three words.

Not much happened yesterday, but he could still recount every detail of what happened. In fact, he remembered everything that happened yesterday very clearly.

So Lin Han didn't know why he had forgotten.

"Why?"

The voice appeared again, a little louder this time. Lin Han could hear his pronunciation clearly, and also heard the confusion and puzzlement in the three words.

Why?

The voice seemed to have magical power, leading Lin Han to think unconsciously about everything.

Why?

There are so many people playing New World, why was he chosen?

There are so many people who are passionate about the new world, and they have a stronger desire for the internal test than Lin Han. Why can't it be them?

Why don't you tell him directly about those secrets that he knows and that he doesn't know?

He had to guess everything himself, only to get an ambiguous answer.

No one forced him, no one really forced him to continue playing New World, he stayed on his own.

Before those who wanted to speak up actually asked him for something, before they really made it clear that they couldn't do without him, Lin Han had already sensibly done what they wanted him to do, without putting anyone in a difficult position.

He was a very well-behaved and considerate child since he was young, and he is still the same when he grows up.

He also knew that he didn't hate the New World. He was also fascinated by the dangers of the dungeons in the New World. He always thought that he actually wanted to play it too.

When he obtained the power that was not possessed by normal people, he felt secretly delighted.

This seems to be a friendly situation for everyone. The New World gets what they want, Lin Han gets what he wants, and the people around him and the world he lives in also benefit.

Win-win cooperation.

He also received the promise of the New World that Alfred would come to help him when he was in danger.

He also has unique props and abilities, and he can really play the new world as a game.

Lin Han did this before.

But why?

This voice is getting louder and louder.

It may not be asking Lin Han, it is so confused and doesn't know the reason, but every time it repeats, it quietly rings in Lin Han's ears.

He was the one who was chosen, he was the one who responded, and he was the one everyone expected.

But why does it have to be him?

Why?

In the chaos of consciousness, Lin Han muttered to himself.

His voice and the question merged into one.

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Song Ziyi slapped himself hard.

He didn't control the strength of his hands, and his body in the game was almost the same as in reality, so it was natural that it would turn red and swollen after being hit, which made him look a little embarrassed.

His action was sudden. Although the live broadcast screen was occupied by the internal test broadcast, the crisp and loud slap sound still spread and was discovered by the audience.

The beta live broadcast was now in a boring black screen period. When they switched back to Song Ziyi's screen, they saw the distinct slap mark on his face.

Song Ziyi didn't answer. He searched back and forth in the barrage, but didn't find any abnormal comments.

He realized that he was the abnormal one.

At this moment, the internal test broadcast, the first perspective is black, and the third perspective is also black.

But the live broadcast did not end. Although the screen was black, it did not mean that Lin Han failed to pass the level.

Song Ziyi switched back and forth between the two perspectives, hoping to see some light on one of them. During this process, he heard a very light whisper.

"Why?"

He wasn't sure if the other people in the live broadcast room had heard it, but judging by the concern and worry in the comments, even if they had heard it, they might not have been affected.

He was at the first level of the internal beta broadcast, and besides Lin Han, he was the player closest to the internal beta.

He was sure he had heard the voice, and he was also sure he had just thought some not very friendly things.

He was wondering why?

Why was Lin Han chosen to participate in the internal test instead of him?

Why was it Lin Han who obtained those abilities instead of him?

Instead of being happy for Lin Han, he felt jealous.

He was so lucky that he had drawn a hidden character early on. Maybe he could perform better than Lin Han in the internal test.

Why not him?

Why?

The thoughts in his mind changed rapidly, and it seemed that it only took Song Ziyi a second to think of these things, as if he had always been envious, jealous and resentful in his heart, and finally had the opportunity to release them at this moment.

Such malice is completely unfounded and is all because of those three words.

But he couldn't control his thoughts, and in the end he could only hit himself hard to wake himself up.

The pain woke him up.

After waking up, he found that those thoughts were not what he really thought, but that sentence was controlling his thoughts.

Just a whisper that couldn't be any softer.

This sounded like a fantasy. How could these three short words have such power to arouse bad thoughts that he would never have had? But because he had a close relationship with Lin Han, he knew more than others.

It is not impossible that such a power exists.

The list of the second batch of internal testers has already been announced. There are ten people, five of whom are from Blue Star.

The rush of countless people to sign up only lowered the probability. Some people reported the shady dealings, and some people complained, but in the end, nothing came of it, and the topic returned to the ongoing internal test broadcast.

Song Ziyi was wondering, could he really help Lin Han by joining the internal test?

What exactly is Lin Han facing in the new world?