Chapter 83 "Witch's Kaleidoscope" 6 Are you looking for me?

Zhu Ci felt that his brain could still remain clear, but his body's instinct made him want to fight.

There was less and less air to breathe, and the iron sheet appeared in the palm of Zhu's left hand. He scratched his palm with the iron sheet and grabbed the notebook in the blood.

The will to survive suddenly gave him strength to break free from the restraints, or perhaps he was deliberately let go.

He sat up suddenly, a trace of fear flashing in his eyes. He wanted to get rid of it, but he couldn't.

My whole body is wet, as if I were soaked in a jar...

At that moment he really felt that he could not get rid of this shadow.

"Boom..."

When the thunder roared, time and space seemed to reverse.

The room was exceptionally bright when it was illuminated by lightning.

The last glance of the blessing was the words dripping with blood on the wardrobe opposite.

"How about I stay with you forever?"

Looking back at the floor from the bedroom door to the bed, it was all red. It was blood, not water. His soaked body...

A hand stretched out from a corner of the room where the light could not reach, "tick-tock"...

…

Zhu Ci suddenly woke up.

He still had the notebook in his hand and looked down at his clothes. They were not red and there was no blood.

He is back?

What came into view was a room that had returned to normal. The corpse that had been handled previously was still lying stiffly on the side. It was not raining outside, and the sun was even shining brightly.

Zhu Ci's pupils slowly relaxed and his body was covered in sweat.

He closed his eyes, and the rise and fall of his chest slowed down a little.

When he first entered the notebook, he got very few clues, which shocked him mentally.

I finally understood why so many scratches were made on the notebook with a knife to warn him not to open it. It seems that this rule is indeed credible.

It wasn't a complete failure, at least Zhuci knew something, and he'd better not give any response to the invisible guy in the room.

Zhu Ci picked up the notebook in his hand, it was the old one. He didn't open it but just glanced at the side of the pages. There seemed to be a lot more content in the notebook, and every sheet of paper showed signs of being touched.

This reminded Zhu Ci of some details. The page he opened seemed to be in the middle. If he turned the page forward, could he go back to the first day of killing people and see those people's faces clearly.

Thinking of this, he suddenly blinked, then put his hand on his forehead. Why did he want to see the dead man's face clearly?

What if I turn to the wrong page? There are so many perverts in there...

He felt a little breathless when he thought about what had just happened.

I don't know why... that sound...

You can't stay in this copy for long.

Zhu Ci stood up and went to the bathroom to wash his face. The bloody words on the mirror were still there. The boy behind the bloody words had a cold gaze, his face wet with water droplets, and the collar of his half-buttoned school uniform shirt was not neat, revealing a white collarbone, which aroused people's imagination.

“Tick-tock…”

The sudden sound made Zhu Ci subconsciously tense his body, frowned, and turned his head abruptly, looking as if he was facing a powerful enemy.

It turned out to be water dripping from the water pipe.

[“Wow, that look is like he wants to kill me.”

"He's kind of handsome, but I'd rather hug him and kiss him. Wuwuwu, is he trying to seduce me?"

"No, what happened when the anchor was unconscious just now? I feel that his nerves have become more sensitive."

“I’ve never seen a host like this before.”

"That notebook must have taken the anchor to a strange place, otherwise why did the room suddenly change back?"

"So is there anything that our distinguished audience cannot see?"】

Zhu Ci no longer cared about these things. He probably wouldn’t die for the time being, so he stepped out of the bathroom. However, there seemed to be something wrong with the water pipe behind him, and water kept dripping.

“Tick-tock.”

The water might have been dripping before, but he was not bothered by the noise before. But now the sound of water was like a death warrant, making him extremely annoyed.

When I walked out, a breeze blew and I felt a cool breeze on the back of my neck.

Zhu Ci paused and looked back.

The empty room seemed normal.

It seems to be getting late now, and my stomach is feeling hungry on time.

After Zhuci walked out of the room, the clock showed 11:30 noon.

Eating is like a task assigned by the dungeon. When the time comes, you will feel hungry.

As soon as we entered the living room, the aroma of the food made us salivate. It was obvious that the food was prepared for the celebration.

Zhu Ci walked to the dining table. This meal was a sumptuous one. It seemed as if they were afraid that he was too hungry or picky about food, so they deliberately made a little more.

Zhuci did not sit down, he stood silently beside the table.

Where do the ingredients come from? Is the chef... the roommate who is completely invisible?

Zhuci's eyes searched under each plate.

Note, no note.

He took a deep breath. Was he finally at peace? Or was he being watched from some corner?

Zhu Ci sat down. He was clearly feeling hungry, but he picked up the chopsticks slowly and hesitantly, as if he was thinking about something.

He sat like this for ten minutes without eating a single bite.

Zhu Ci stood up and used his willpower to suppress the hunger in his body. As soon as he took a step, he seemed to step on something.

Zhu Ci lowered his head and took a look.

It was a piece of paper.

He squatted down and picked it up.

"Are you looking for me?"

There was no emotion in his expression when he gave the speech, and he looked down at me as if I were looking at a piece of trash.

He threw the note directly into the trash can.

The room is still quiet, with the sound of wind and breathing, just like a leisurely afternoon, but there is a gloomy "you".

If the sticky sight had a physical body, it might be even more uncomfortable.

…

Zhu Ci didn't eat a single bite of food. He didn't know what would happen, but whether out of anger or caution, he took the risk and tried to defy the rules of the dungeon.

If this can make that guy feel uncomfortable, that would be the best. If not, then just consider it as him avoiding the risk of being poisoned.

He stood there, staring at the entrance door and thinking for a long time.

How can I leave this instance early?

Earn points...

Is there no time limit?

There is no time limit to earn points. Who can be the winner?

Zhuci looked at the TV and the projector. If there was a player in each of those two things, then could he find more things to connect to other players' copies?

Zhuci thought so and started searching in the living room.

TV shows, films, videotapes, books, CDs, and...a few games.

Zhuci summarized what he could find. He didn't know exactly how many people participated in this competition. Perhaps these were just the simplest and easiest to find.

Besides being the first time, he also found a laptop as a surprise.

Computers and mobile phones are the tools that Zhuci is most familiar with. For a period of time, he had to carry his computer with him whenever he went out.

Plug your laptop into the charging cable.

Compared with the real laptops, the style of this laptop is already obsolete in the market.

But the old model has its advantages. Although it is a bit bulky, it can hold CDs, has many holes on both sides, and various functions are squeezed into one piece.

After turning on the computer, a familiar interface and a very clean desktop appear.

The hunger in his stomach was becoming increasingly difficult to ignore, but Zhu Ci knew that a person would not die from hunger, and if he was hungry for too long, he would not even feel hungry.

In the past, it would take three or four days to complete a dungeon. For this dungeon, he would shorten the time he stayed there even if he had to stay up at night.

He put the CD in.

A pop-up window popped up.

Zhuci clicked skillfully, and finally, a picture appeared on a small window.

However, when the picture started playing, an unbearable audio was heard.

The ambiguous breathing of men and women and the dirty cursing made Zhuci's body stiffen instantly.

He glanced at the content on the screen and then moved the mouse to the close button.

This... this disc definitely has nothing to do with players, right?

At the moment of closing, a woman in the picture suddenly raised her head. Her mask-like pale face and empty eyes were enough to destroy all the beauty.

It makes people feel cold to the bone.

Is she looking at the screen?

Zhu Speech was awkward for only a moment, then he turned his head to look behind him and turned down the volume of his computer.

It's a copy.

This is indeed a player's copy.

The scene on the screen was not so much unsightly as it was a riot of demons.

The female and male ghosts who did not raise their heads had extremely pale skin, extremely sharp nails on their hands, and long black hair that seemed to be alive, twisting abnormally in the air, surrounding the players inside.

This player seemed to be completely unaware of the seriousness of the situation. He had already lost his mind and indulged in sensual pleasures.

[“Oh my god, that’s disgusting.”

"Ahhh, I just took a quick look, it's a horror movie, a real horror movie."

"No, that player's live broadcast room was blocked, and the anchor's video was also censored. What does this game mean? Do you think it's 12+?"

"To some extent, this game may really be 12+. I even matched with elementary school students. Can you believe it?"

"It's very strong. I'm going to vomit just by listening to the sound. The background of each player's dungeon is different, right? Based on my experience in several dungeons, the background of these dungeons may have something to do with the player himself."

"The anchor looked shocked at first, but in just one second, he just watched calmly? What on earth was he trying to do?"

"It's reasonable to suspect that the anchor is aloof."】

The speech clicked on the video screen, which had pause, fast forward, and fast rewind buttons.

However, since the video starts from the beginning, you cannot rewind to the time before everything started.

He played it at double speed and fast-forwarded it a little bit, and then he saw that the player's skin quickly turned pale, his neck was almost covered with hair, and sharp nails dug into his flesh, exposing his internal organs and bones.

Before he died, he had almost become a skeleton with intestines and flesh hanging from his body.

Zhu Ci frowned. After playing this game, he became more accepting of disgusting things.

Zhu Ci dragged time back to the beginning, and the player's miraculous resurrection was like a complete replay. After resurrection, he still had memories, and the moment the replay was completed, his mind suddenly became clear, and the extreme fear and the pain of being skinned and flayed made him unrecognizable, with a horrible expression.

He practically rolled and crawled to push away the nearest ghost.

Zhu Ci opened the screen and unexpectedly found that his previous points seemed to have been reduced.