"Do we have to complete all these seven tasks?" Fu Guoguo frowned. These tasks didn't look like good things.

Qin Yu: "We probably don't have a choice."

Indeed, according to this development, the game copy obviously requires them to deal with these anomalies.

Qiongzhi looked at the pages and said, "It's really creepy to look at."

Jiang Yan was a bit more courageous and simply pointed out something he found odd: "Why are these students so sure there's something wrong?"

"What do you mean?" Qiongzhi looked at his brother. Jiang Yan's brain worked better than his.

"Is an extra basketball necessarily an anomaly? Maybe someone bought it and put it there without telling this person?"

"The big trees make noises when blown by the wind, and some tree trunks just look a little weird. Why does that mean they eat people?"

"And this, the staircase has no end, so how did he get out and submit his article?"

"It's entirely possible that the student is timid and afraid of having wild thoughts when staying alone in the art room."

"And the girls' dormitory? How can she be sure that any noise is abnormal? What if someone just went in? Maybe it's the dorm manager."

"The crying sound in the bathroom could be from a classmate, and the piano music could be a recording."

【After my brother said that, I suddenly wasn’t afraid anymore.】

[My scalp was already tingling just looking at the content above.]

"Brother, what you said makes sense! Why must it be abnormal?!"

[Because this is a horror game... (melancholy)]

【Ahahaha, I almost forgot.】

"Indeed." Qiongzhi was convinced. "Maybe it was just a misunderstanding. There aren't so many anomalies in this world."

Qin Yu gently reminded: "Don't forget, we are in a horror game, not reality."

"..." Fu Guoguo, who had regained some courage because of Jiang Yan's words, silently wilted again. He was a little doubtful about his decision to agree to Qiongzhi to play games with him, but he was really curious.

In short, Fu Guoguo is a terrible person.

"Ayu is right." Jiang Yan nodded: "This is a horror game, anything is possible."

"Then why did you say so much just now?" Qiongzhi was speechless. "I was actually convinced by you for a moment just now."

"Heh." Jiang Yan chuckled, "You're just trying to find a reason not to be afraid. If you hadn't been convinced by me, you'd have been grabbing my sleeve from just now."

Someone silently let go.

Qin Yu was accustomed to the brothers' way of getting along. He glanced at Jiang Yan and said to the others, "Let's see if there are any other clues here."

Several people searched the house separately, while outside the live broadcast, Song Shian, Nari and Xu Li were watching the live broadcast online. They did not turn on the camera, but just had a voice chat.

"Is this what you thought?"

"Yeah," Nari replied, "as for the scary rumors, aren't there always some in schools and hospitals?"

"I haven't heard of it." Song Shian smiled.

Nari blinked, having almost forgotten that such things didn't exist in the extremely scientific interstellar age. "I tend to just let my imagination run wild, and I call the things I come up with terrifying rumors."

"Very interesting." Song Shian praised.

Xu Li interrupted, "I just feel horrified."

She didn't mean to blame Song Shian, she just felt terrified from the bottom of her heart.

After all, she was the first person to experience this dungeon, and now she was still frightened when she saw the four people playing the game in the live broadcast.

Nari explained for her: "Xu Li went in alone to test the game."

"Maybe I can try the next game copy." Song Shian said, and at this moment, there was a knock on his room door.

"Sorry, wait a moment." He connected directly to the computer, so he did not go to the game room, but stayed in his room.

Li Fufang was outside the door. When she saw him open the door, she pushed Song Shixin in. "Your father has a severe headache. The medicine is useless. I'll take him to the hospital. You take good care of your sister."

"Okay, be careful." Mr. Song's headache is an old problem. It had improved a lot, but because of his daughter's illness, it has become more frequent again.

After closing the door, Song Shian glanced at Song Shixin. He didn't want her to sit there alone, so after getting consent from Nari and the others, he put headphones on Song Shixin and connected the call.

A screen popped up in front of her, and Song Shixin looked over. It was a subconscious reaction of her body, not because she was interested.

Song Shian settled the people and then returned to his previous position.

"Sorry," he said.

"It's okay, it's more fun with more people." Nari didn't mind and even greeted Song Shixin: "Hello, sister."

"Hello, sister." Xu Li followed her and spoke.

“…”

After a moment of silence, Song Shian spoke slowly, with a hint of request: "Song Shixin, tell me, how are you guys?"

"......" Song Shixin moved her lips. She could hear and speak, but she just had no desire to communicate unless someone asked her to do so like Song Shian did now.

"Hello."

"Hello, hello." Xu Li keenly sensed something was wrong. After all, Song Shian didn't seem like someone who would communicate with his sister in that tone and manner.

Nari thought so too, and then they heard Song Shian sigh: "Sorry, my sister suffers from apathy."

Loss of sense.

This was Nari's first encounter with a patient with aesthesia. Before this, her knowledge of aesthesia was only from the relevant popular science in the original owner's mind.

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