【One day】 Weak

What does that mean?

The first thing Lin Han did when he woke up was not to check his surroundings, but to think about the words Alfred left him.

In most cases, the information he got from Alfred would be more helpful than what he could see.

Perhaps the secret that Lin Han obtained with great difficulty was hidden in one of his words.

Lin Han was even a little annoyed. They just liked to say these ambiguous words. They could obviously be more straightforward.

Lin Han: “…”

Alfred said that Jiang Xuchen did not deceive him, he did carefully select a copy for him, the simplest one.

Jiang Xuchen had only chosen two dungeons for him, one was the original [Factory] dungeon, and the other was the [Haunted House]. When he spoke to Alfred yesterday, the other party had told him that the [Haunted House] dungeon was an F-level dungeon, which seemed to correspond exactly to the simplest dungeon in the internal test.

but......

Regarding the [Haunted House] copy, after he knew about it, he never said that Jiang Xuchen lied to him.

There was really no need for Alfred to suddenly say this to him at this time, and he didn't blame Jiang Xuchen at all.

So, is this really what he said?

While thinking, because he couldn't think of the answer immediately, Lin Han was distracted to check the situation around him, and his expression became even weirder.

He is in a pink space.

In fact, it is not entirely pink, but this is the main color, and the rest are bright and soft pink or yellow.

He was lying on a classical-style bed, probably with a pillow behind him, as if he was sitting on the bed.

The pink and white quilt was embroidered with some green branches. It seemed to be soaked in sunlight, soft and warm. Lin Han felt like he was wrapped in cotton and had almost no strength to get up.

Layer upon layer of curtains covered the windows from high above, in colors of lotus root pink, light green, dark pink, from tulle to satin, lace patterns and intricate folds, almost blocking most of his view outside the bed.

Part of the curtain was hung at the head of the bed, which was why he could see how many layers of curtain there were.

At this moment, he could see the white floor outside through the gap, which was covered with a milky white mat. In the distance, he could also see a corner of a light brown stool with a white cashmere blanket on it, and a corner of the blanket was on the ground.

There was a faint sweet fragrance floating in the air. Lin Han sniffed it and it seemed to be another illusion.

This room looked just like the piece of paper he had drawn: pink, soft and harmless.

But Lin Han knew that this place was different from the [Haunted House].

[The haunted house] seems to be full of dangers, but it is only because Wen is there that he is safe no matter how many dangers there are. But here, although it seems safe, it is not necessarily safe.

Because this is an A-level copy, the previous A-level copy is not more difficult than the others, but Lin Han still failed in the end.

The name of this copy is [One Day], and the requirement to pass it is to stand out.

Lin Han, who was still lying in bed, could not find any clues about these two points from what he saw. This copy did not give him a long summary and introduction of the copy like "We Are Together".

More importantly, this is the first copy that Lin Han has encountered with a 1/1 matching number of people.

He couldn't find any other players here, he was the only one there from beginning to end.

So how can he stand out?

He...was going to stand out among himself and something else?

Lin Han, who was still trapped in bed, was completely confused.

It took him some time to gather his strength and finally he sat up with great difficulty.

Unlike Lin Han's body in the new world, his current body was extremely weak and powerless, seemingly due to lack of exercise and training. He looked a size smaller than Lin Han himself.

Lin Han sighed while sitting on the bed. This body would greatly slow down his movements.

This is still an overly idealistic guess.

He might not be able to move at all.

Lin Han raised his hand, and the mere movement made him feel tired.

He was wearing a white silk pajamas with half sleeves. When he raised his hands, the loose sleeves slid down from his elbows, completely exposing his thin arms.

His skin was pale and bloodless, and he was so thin that only a thin layer of flesh was left covering his bones. His fingers had distinct joints, and the blue veins on the back of his hands were so invisible that they seemed like they would break if pinched.

Lin Han wrapped his right hand around his left wrist, leaving an extra knuckle empty.

Lin Han: “…”

He never thought that his body could be so thin.

But before he had time to think too much, he slowly fell back, as if sitting up had consumed too much of his energy. His eyes were slightly darkening and he was exhausted. Only lying on the bed could make him feel more comfortable.

It seemed as if this body was punishing Lin Han for his rash behavior of sitting up. Even though he lay down, his head still ached slightly, and instead of getting better, it seemed to be getting worse.

With a body like this, how can he pass this copy?

Lin Han didn't understand.

He closed his eyes, feeling even more vulnerable because of the stinging pain in his forehead that became sharper from time to time.

He even had the illusion that he was about to die.

But it is not so easy for people to die. Besides, there is a moment of last breath. Under the effect of adrenaline, all the pain disappears. He can get up and talk and walk around for a short time. So this is of course his illusion.

But he seemed to sink a little bit, and the pillow that originally supported his head seemed to be a little forward, pushing Lin Han's gaze downward.

uncomfortable.

Lin Han wanted to adjust her sleeping position.

He had no strength, so he planned to wait patiently for a while as he had done before, accumulate his strength, and complete the action in one go.

He sighed softly again. This was too difficult.

With a body like this, he really couldn't move properly, and he didn't even know how long it would take him to explore the room he was in.

Is this an A-level copy?

It didn't seem so difficult last time.

However, it seemed that it was because Yin Yue was by his side that he was able to block most of the troubles for him. Otherwise, Lin Han would not be able to get through the issue with the female butcher and the factory director alone.

For some reason, even though he was in a new copy, he couldn't help but recall his past experiences.

Silver Moon is already a thing of the past, he shouldn't think about him anymore. How would that help him to clear the current dungeon?

Lin Han thought slowly.

It seemed to help a little, and his head didn't hurt as much as before.

It just seemed to get darker.

Maybe it's going to rain, the light outside the window has become dim, and naturally the house has become dim as well.

Ah...did he see any windows in the room just now?

Is there a light on in the house?

Lin Han couldn't remember anything at all, so he wanted to go and take another look, but found that he couldn't move.

His body was like a bag with a hole in it, and everything leaked out of the hole, including the strength he wanted to accumulate.

Lin Han felt as if he was sinking deeper and deeper.

The soft and thick mattress swallowed him up, and the quilt covering him was obviously just as soft, but now it felt like a mountain pressing down on him, almost making it difficult for him to breathe.

He is cold.

He clearly remembered that the quilt was very warm, he remembered that it seemed to have been exposed to the sun, but he was extremely cold.

But he didn't even have the strength to tremble.

"ha."

A chuckle came from somewhere.

"This one is also going to fail, let's clean it up quickly."

Someone is talking.

Lin Han forced himself to listen, wanting to see who it was, but he had no strength at all and was unable to think about what he was saying.

Who is going to fail?

The pillow behind him seemed to be pushing his head towards his chest, which was a bit tiring.

The room was completely dark.

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The noisy comments soon calmed down after the live broadcast began.

Rather than arguing with aliens who would never stand on the same side with them, most rational viewers would rather watch the live broadcast from a first-person perspective with Song Ziyi.

Especially this time, Song Ziyi said that this is an A-level copy that will not be open in the second internal test.

It is impossible for them to experience it themselves in a short period of time, so they can only watch it here.

The beta test broadcast started in darkness. They could hear the system prompt sound clearly, and immediately a heated discussion broke out about the number of people in the match being 1.

As we all know, the ranking competition is the only way for players to compete for rankings. Only after going through five copies will they be included in the list statistics.

Lin Han's name is not eligible to be on the list at the moment. Of course, they don't know whether the internal test and public test will share the same list. They will know after this copy is over.

Just...matching 1 person means there is no competitor.

This in itself is not normal.

Fortunately, the fact that no one claimed the copy from other matched players in the beta test had been brought up several times, and the topic was soon dropped.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the gradually lit internal test live broadcast screen.

They can see everything Lin Han sees, and also see what he cannot see.

Song Ziyi laughed out loud when he first saw his arm through Lin Han's perspective.

In his impression, Lin Han's physical condition has been at the level of an ordinary person since he was a child. Although he is not particularly strong, he can run and jump and rarely gets sick. When he has a fever, he looks weak but his face is red and cute. He will be fine after taking some medicine.

This was the first time Song Ziyi saw Lin Han looking so weak.

But when Lin Han's perspective became increasingly darker, he quickly realized that something was wrong and switched the internal test live broadcast to a third-person perspective.

This was a room that was almost identical to the one Lin Han had seen. It was pink and gorgeous. Generally speaking, this was a room that girls would prefer.

Soft, delicate, with dolls in the corner.

But this room has no doors or windows. It seems to be an enclosed space, and the only space left for people to move around is this room.

But the owner of the room obviously could not move freely; he could not move.

The person lying on the bed didn't know that there was a rabbit doll on his right side. The rabbit doll's ears were hanging down and resting on the pillow behind him, as if protecting him.

The man had a thin body, but his head was slightly larger. He was so thin that his original appearance was almost unrecognizable. His eyes were exceptionally large, but his eyelids were half drooped, without a trace of spirit.

You could hardly see his breathing, only the faint rise and fall of his chest exposed from the collar of his pajamas could be seen.

But this slight fluctuation gradually disappeared.

He lay there, his eyes still squinting, but there was no light in his pupils.

They heard the voice speaking.

As the man spoke, the face of the person on the bed gradually turned gray and blue. Slowly, his neck could no longer support the weight of his head, and it hit his chest little by little, then hung there, never to move again.

Suddenly, a hand dropped from the ceiling of the room, pulled aside the curtain, grabbed his arm with some disgust and dragged him out. With a slight snap, his arm broke and some blood flowed out, but in just a glance, he quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

Song Ziyi cuts to the first-person perspective, which is completely black.

He switched back to the third person perspective, and it was still the same empty room.

He could no longer lie there, so he sat up blankly, looking at the scene before him speechless.

Soon, a pair of hands came down and took out everything in the room, sprayed it with disinfectant, and wiped it. Then the new furniture was put down one by one and placed in various corners of the room like toys.

This time the room is no longer pink, but has been changed to a yellow style, which is soft and warm.

The bed is still a similar bed.

The curtains were opened again, and a small child was stuffed into the quilt by that hand.

The child looks exactly like Lin Han when he was a child.

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