32 The House Where People Are Chased (V)

◎If she is still in the house, where can she hide?◎

The alarm clock showed 6:30 in the morning, and it was dawn.

Did Zhu Ning really sleep in this room all night? Why does it seem so unreal?

System voice sounded: [Side quest, hunting down someone in the house, current purification progress is 10%]

Does this mean that I have completed the task of sleeping in the house?

This was the first system prompt she heard after entering the house. She had never felt the mechanical sound of the system was so familiar.

Zhu Ning tilted his neck. He didn't feel relaxed at all after a rest. Instead, he was extremely tired, even more tired than taking a fighting class. If someone didn't know him, they would think he had a fight with someone last night.

The furniture in the bedroom stood quietly beside her bed, as if alive, surrounding her corpse.

Zhu Ning's first reaction was to check her helmet, which had a video recording function. It was the first time she'd watched a video of herself falling asleep, from a first-person perspective.

But the helmet's field of view was limited, and she fell asleep lying on her back, and the image directly opposite her was of the ceiling chandelier.

Zhu Ning sped up his review of yesterday's video. The image was green in the night vision mode. At the beginning, there was only a chandelier, which was dull and boring, like a still picture.

Suddenly, there was a crackle—

After a slight rustling sound, Zhu Ning turned over last night, and at this moment, something suddenly appeared on the screen.

It was pressed tightly against Zhu Ning's face.

Zhu Ning watched the video inside the helmet. He felt as if he was in the scene and thought the thing was right in front of him.

Is that... a pot of green ivy?

Did the green ivy on the bedside table come to see her in the middle of the night? And even come close to her face?

Luoluo was too close to Zhu Ning, blocking most of the picture. Half an hour later, Zhu Ning, who had fallen asleep, turned over again.

She flipped from the left side to the right side, and from here, other furniture suddenly appeared in the video.

The time displayed in the lower right corner is four o'clock in the morning.

Zhu Ning sorted it out and confirmed two facts based on the video playback of the helmet.

First, she actually fell asleep yesterday.

Second, the furniture actually moves in the middle of the night.

The technology in the cleaning center should be far superior to the surveillance videos used by the public, but like Huang Yaruo, she was unable to capture the movement of the furniture.

The scene changed and they were right in front of us.

Normally, moving furniture makes a lot of noise. Zhu Ning, a doomsday survivor from the zombie apocalypse, didn't hear a single sound?

This is totally unreasonable.

Mental pollution, absolutely mental pollution, causes you to mentally collapse by repeating irrational events.

But Zhu Ning's spirits remained intact. Was she simply too resilient? Or was this contaminated area like a frog in boiling water? By the time you react, you've gone completely mad?

You have to do normal things in an abnormal place. What should you do the next day after waking up from sleep?

The logical thing to do is to wash up, so Zhu Ning got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash up.

But Zhu Ning had no desire to go to the bathroom, and she couldn't take off her helmet to brush her teeth, so she pretended to wash her hands and her... helmet. After all, her work clothes were waterproof.

If there were people at home at this time, they would also find Zhu Ning very strange. Zhu Ning actually splashed water on the helmet with his hands very freely, and wiped it carefully with a towel after finishing.

The house is not normal, and Zhu Ning is not normal either.

Get up, wash up, and eat breakfast. The last thing to do is eat breakfast.

She had to go to the kitchen. Zhu Ning was stunned when she opened the bedroom door.

A whole row of furniture was lined up at the bedroom door, including refrigerators, washing machines, TV cabinets, and sofas. All of them had changed their positions and were now lined up in an orderly manner at the door of Zhu Ning's bedroom.

It seems like... I eavesdropped at her door all night yesterday.

She could imagine that while she was sleeping, the furniture was moving slowly, watching Zhu Ning inside with bated breath.

These pieces of furniture, were... observing her?

After the furniture in the house was moved, the whole warm home looked very strange, as if the furniture was the owner of the house and was walking freely.

Zhu Ning asked, "Is anyone there?"

It was quiet, very quiet all around. It was still that eerie, extreme quiet.

No one answered her at all.

In this world, no one made any sound except Zhu Ning. She felt very clearly that she had stepped into the void.

I kind of regret coming in alone, otherwise there would be someone I could talk to.

She discovered that the greatest fear in life is boredom, so boring.

The sun outside is as bright as an incandescent lamp, the light is fake, and it doesn't have the warmth of sunlight when it shines on my body.

Zhu Ning sat on the sofa, which was placed at the door of her room, next to a double-door refrigerator. She had never sat on a sofa from this perspective before, so she looked at the refrigerator with her chin lowered, observing it carefully for a while.

The danger warning didn't sound.

But this does not mean that there is no danger. Her talent for predicting danger can only predict it thirty seconds later.

If a large knife suddenly chops from behind, she will be killed instantly with blood, and then the danger prediction will kick in. But if it kills you silently and slowly, the danger prediction should be useless.

This kind of horror was completely different from what Zhu Ning had experienced before.

No monsters, no pollutants, no blood or broken limbs, just a strange house.

I don't even know where to start.

She turned on the TV, and it actually worked. Television was generally a medium for receiving information, so maybe she could find a clue there.

Zhu Ning moved the sofa to the opposite side of the TV and started watching TV with a serious attitude. An advertisement was playing on the TV.

"Have you been suffering from insomnia recently? Are you still troubled by falling asleep? Use the Wanning cervical pillow and have a peaceful and sweet dream."

Selling pillows.

The next ad: "Tossing and turning and unable to sleep? Feeling tired after waking up? Super Moon sleeping pills are here to help."

Can sleeping pills be advertised on TV?

Next: "White tea fragrance, give you a gentle dream."

Next...

Zhu Ning felt that the advertisement sound was getting weaker and weaker, and the picture in front of him was getting more and more blurred. Zhu Ning nodded.

etc.

Zhu Ning suddenly raised her head. What was she doing just now? Was she asleep?

The TV is still playing commercials in a loop.

Zhu Ning looked up and saw that it was already dark outside. He checked the time and it was 9:36 PM.

She slept for a whole day? Impossible, she couldn't have not known after sleeping for so long.

There was no light on in the house, only the faint light from the street lamp outside shone in. It was like waking up and being abandoned by the whole world.

The furniture in the room had changed again. With the exception of the sofa where Zhu Ning sat, all the other furniture faced the wall, their backs to Zhu Ning. It was as if rows of furniture were standing facing the wall as punishment.

There it is again, that feeling of terror.

It makes you lose control of your body, not knowing whether you are asleep or not, and not knowing how time passes. It breaks all your senses and makes you completely confused.

What’s even more terrifying is that Zhu Ning’s system panel never reminded her that her spirit value was decreasing.

The system can't be broken, and all other props in the panel can be used. So this is not mental pollution in the traditional sense, but it can make you gradually lose your instincts.

More terrifying than spiritual pollution.

After sleeping twice in this room, Zhu Ning discovered that he had lost his coordinates and reference points. Nothing was trustworthy; the time indicated by the clock was not necessarily the real time.

Just because you fall asleep doesn’t necessarily mean you are asleep.

The TV series has a soothing effect, and every piece of furniture seems to be alive.

She wasn't even sure if there was a source of pollution in the area. Was it really a contaminated area? But when she first came in, her helmet clearly warned her that this was a Class C contaminated area.

The task given by the system is to find Huang Yaruo. The house is not big and there is no place to hide people.

If she was still in the house, where could she be hiding?

Huang Yaruo and Ding Chaojie both heard a noise in the middle of the night. They said someone was making strange noises inside, like they were boxing.

There is no sandbag in this house at all, and Huang Yaruo doesn't look like a fitness fanatic, so where does the boxing sound come from?

Suddenly, boom!

Suddenly, a muffled sound was heard in the dark room, and the entire floor shook.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Here it comes, that's the sound.

The noise described by Ding Chaojie really sounded like someone boxing, punching a dull sandbag.

In a residential building with poor sound insulation, if a neighbor plays with sandbags in the middle of the night, the entire floor of the room may shake.

It's 10:01 PM now.

The sound of fists pounding echoed through the house, a noise that would become irritating if heard for too long. Ding Chaojie had been tortured for years and was nearly driven mad. But where did the sound come from?

Neighbor?

Zhu Ning carefully searched for the source of the sound. She leaned against the living room wall and listened for a while, checking every wall and even the floor.

The source of the sound cannot be found.

Zhu Ning's hearing was quite good, but he couldn't find the source of the sound. It seemed to come from all directions, emanating from every pore in the cracks of the wall.

It's like there's a little boxing man living in the wall.

Zhu Ning stopped.

She was wearing a helmet, standing in a room with very strange furniture, listening very carefully to the noise of boxing.

She is thinking.

1. This is an independent space, and Zhu Ning cannot accurately feel the passage of time and space.

2. There is a sound here, coming from somewhere else.

3. The system asked her to find the missing Huang Yaruo to prove that a living person is still hiding here.

4. Furniture likes to face the wall with its back to people.

Question: Where can Huang Yaruo be?

Zhu Ning moved suddenly. As if possessed by a ghost, she turned around abruptly and faced the wall.

Then start moving backwards.

She walked very slowly, step by step, slowly walking backwards. If there was a surveillance camera watching her, it would definitely look like she was sleepwalking.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Huang Yaruo's house is not big, and the living room ends in ten steps.

There was a slight bang.

Zhu Ning's back hit the wall; she had reached her limit. She could feel a solid wall blocking her way, and one of her feet had already hit the base of the wall, leaving her with nowhere to retreat.

Zhu Ning raised his foot and took another step back.

If there was a real wall behind her, she would have hit it with her foot. However, the step she took backwards caused her to fall.

Her feet dug into the ground.

Theoretically, there was no space behind her, but she stepped into another space.

Sure enough, the time and space in this place are very strange, and the space of the house can be extended.

Every time Huang Yaruo woke up, she saw that all the furniture was facing the wall with its back to her. That was because the furniture was looking at the real house.

The furniture wants to get in, and Huang Yaruo may be inside too.

Zhu Ning had guessed correctly that the time and space here were different, but she didn't dare to look back at all.

One of her feet had stepped into another dimension, and half of her body was still outside. Zhu Ning lay motionless, as if stuck between the walls.

She heard a woman crying.

Ding Chaojie said that in the middle of the night, there would be people fighting and sometimes women crying. He was not lying; Zhu Ning really heard it.

The ground beneath Zhu Ning's feet felt soft, as if... he was stepping on a corpse.

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