Chapter 84 "Witch's Kaleidoscope" 7 Punishment

And now, Zhu Ci fell silent as he looked at the points in front of him that were rising rapidly again.

Points can go up and down.

Could it be that the reason for the loss was that the notebook was stained red before, which led to an accident in this world?

The player on the screen is still struggling to survive. The fear of being surrounded by countless terrifying ghosts is enough to make him forget his shame.

The picture suddenly changed from color to black and white.

I moved the mouse and clicked the screen, and the video paused.

A triangular pause symbol suddenly popped up on the screen, but a line of words suddenly appeared: "Crossover, Change?"

Zhuci hesitated for a moment, what does this mean?

He moved the mouse over "Change" and found that the word was clickable.

However, at this moment, the wind outside suddenly became stronger.

“Crack.”

Zhu Ci turned his head to look and found that the teacup on the table had fallen to the ground and shattered. The fragments shone with tiny lights under the sunlight outside.

This sudden abnormality made him subconsciously retract his fingers.

When he moved his eyes to the screen again, he found that the video had disappeared, and the entire screen was abnormally black with a little scarlet left on it.

A drop of blood, through the screen that acts like a mirror, is exactly on the side of Zhu Ci's right eye, like a blood mole.

“Tick…”

The blood-colored dot stretched out and slid downwards. The "ticking" sound in Zhu Ci's mind was not real but loud enough.

His eyes flickered and he reached out to touch it.

【“What a beautiful tear mole.”

"Now it's blood."】

He spread the cold but slightly sticky liquid, leaving bright marks on the fair skin.

Zhu Ci looked down at his hands and saw red liquid.

Is it blood?

He took out a tissue and wiped the bloodstain on the dark screen. His frown showed his displeasure and slight uneasiness at the moment.

The blood spot on the screen suddenly dissipated, swallowing up most of the black background.

A blood-red eye appeared vividly in front of Zhu Ci. The eye was locked tightly on his face, as if staring into the abyss.

Zhu Ci suddenly stood up and wanted to turn off the computer.

However, when he stood up halfway, his legs inexplicably went weak and his vision went dark.

He fell back onto the sofa, propped himself up with one hand and took a breath. He just missed a meal, but he actually felt like he had hypoglycemia. In other words, this was the trick of that guy.

Zhu Ci lowered his head, and his stomach, which he had deliberately ignored, began to ache with hunger. He arched his back, and the moment he clenched his fingers, his head suddenly lifted up uncontrollably.

He was forced to look up at the screen. The bloodshot eyes curved, leaving him with a mocking and cold expression, and then a line of small words appeared.

"Is the movie just now...good?"

Zhu Ci's finger muscles were tensed to the extreme, but he couldn't move them smoothly, and he couldn't even turn his wrist.

His upper body including his hands was controlled by a mysterious force, and only his eyes could still move flexibly.

On the black screen, Zhu Ci looked at himself. A pair of sharp, bright red eyes flashed behind him, almost identical to the nightmare he had experienced before.

"I've been watching you..."

Zhuci's pupils suddenly shrank. The contents of the note he had read before lingered in his ears, even with a fantasy voice.

The boy trapped in front of the computer is like a delicate puppet, completely controlled by his possessive master and unable to move.

Zhu Ci's face darkened. His fingers turned white from exertion, but his body was also weak from hunger. However, he was not someone who would easily yield to others' orders.

His face was cold and stubborn, pale but vivid, and the tears in his eyes were about to burst out.

Suddenly, everything in front of him went dark, and after falling into darkness, Zhuci still held back his words.

…

“Boom!”

The force that was restraining him suddenly disappeared, and Zhu Ci stood up suddenly. However, because he used too much force, his upper body shook, hit the table, and almost fell down.

Zhu Ci's forehead was covered with sweat, and he suddenly could see again. He sat back on the sofa, but found that the screen in front of him had returned to normal. The video was still playing, but it was almost over. The players in it did not escape the disaster after all. Their deaths were visibly miserable, and their screams were deafening.

Zhuci no longer had the time to care about others. He slowly calmed down, but still felt uncomfortable. The place where he was just touched was very painful, but his head hurt even more now.

Did what just happened happen because he was too hungry and fainted?

This copy must be crazy to force him to eat every meal on time. If he doesn't eat, he will feel hungry?

At least it should be in line with reality.

Feeling a little uncomfortable in his stomach, Zhu Ci stood up and compromised helplessly after he recovered. However, when he went to check the dining table, the food had disappeared, as if by magic.

But at least I left him a note.

"This is punishment for bad kids who waste food."

Zhushou: "..." He shouldn't have come to see.

It's okay, I won't die if I go hungry. Zhu Ci turned back with shaky steps.

The reason why he didn't want to go back to the room was because there was a dead body inside that was about to stink and rot. But now, Zhu Ci looked at this living room that was full of weirdness, frowned, said "tsk", and chose to walk into the room.

【“What’s wrong with you, host?”

"Although other players' copies look much more horrible and perverted than his, the host's copy makes me feel a chill down my spine."

"Oh my god, what is he doing? Is he sleeping again?"

"That's terrible. I suggest that this game introduce a youth protection mode. For a student like the anchor who needs to sleep to grow taller, playing the game 24 hours a day is really too difficult for him."

"Although, isn't the anchor already an adult? Even if he can come out, it won't protect him."】

…

Zhuci stuffed the body into the closet and threw the bear into the trash can.

He sighed and lay down on the bed. The sunlight outside was gradually becoming milder and it would probably be evening soon.

Although he was very reluctant to be in the same room with a pervert, it now seemed that the mission could not be rushed and it was more important to take care of his body and mind.

After he closed his eyes and the screams on the computer video disappeared, his points increased dramatically.

The video froze at the last frame of the player's life, and at this moment a scrolling bullet screen that was posted ten minutes ago returned to the screen.

"Those who have no sense of shame shall die!"

The screen then went dark due to long periods of inactivity.

…

Outside the copy at this moment.

This game received a lot of attention, and players who originally would not pay attention to other players' live broadcasts also watched with great interest.

They even opened a gambling game to bet on which player would win.

Although the conditions are so relaxed, there are only a few dozen players participating in the competition. Except for those players who are confident that they can survive on their own, other players are not willing to gamble their lives on a competition.

There weren't many bets on Zhuci. Compared to other contestants, even though his previous two dungeons had made him famous, he still didn't have much of an advantage. The only ones willing to bet on him were the Candlelight Guild and his former teammates such as Mo Yangbing.

After only two dungeons, and since he didn't seem to have any special talents, nor was he very strong, nor did he have any special items, no one thought he would win.

But among so many players, only seven have moved their points, and five of them are just luck.

The one that leads by far in points is the congratulatory speech.

Of course, there seemed to be some luck involved. The system seemed to have attributed the fear and death points of the player he had previously observed in the computer to Zhuci.

"You can gain a lot of points by disrupting other players' normal games and making them scared or even dead."

This is the conclusion drawn by high-level players who observed outside the dungeon. They don't know if there are other ways to earn points.

The "Witch's Kaleidoscope" instance has never appeared before, and there may not even be any record of it in the Despair Guild.

Players who did not bet on the blessing now feel a little regretful, and the topic about him is also building up.

【#1: This new guy is so weird. Is he that strong?

#2: I suggest you investigate carefully. Why does it seem that his copy is much easier than others?

#3: She looks quite fragile.

…

#7: The big guys above have already summarized it. Each player’s copy is generated according to his own characteristics. Those who commit many sins should be careful. If you enter such a copy, you will end up like the player who went straight into hell.

#8: The people upstairs must be fans of that new guy.

…

#22: Someone has already reported it. You can’t report games, but you can report competitions, right?

#23: ??? Are you crazy? This is the first time I heard that this game can be reported. It's a horror game. I wish my teammates could cheat and keep me alive. Even if they are not teammates, will their survival hinder you?

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#55: Without blood and violence, it's not scary? I went to watch that streamer's live room, and it was obviously the weirdest one, with no danger at all. And the missions in other players' live rooms weren't that difficult, it was just that the environment was a little scary, a B-level dungeon, what's there to discuss?

……】

In fact, the discussion in this building ended the moment Zhuci lay down to sleep.

In the picture, the young man was lying on his side on the clean white sheets, with a dim halo cast on his face. The years were peaceful and quiet.

【#167：6.

#168:6.

…

#200:666.

#201: The Sleeping Cult will last forever. 】

…

Meng Yuanzhou, who was looking forward to the speech, widened his eyes in shock: "..."

Li Xiaoyan smiled and said, "As expected of him."

Meng Yuanzhou: "Now I can forgive him for leaving us outside to restrain Mo Yangbing in the last instance and going to sleep by himself."

Except for the players who are not used to Zhuci always making trouble, others can still see the trick. Zhuci's copy is not simple, and invisible difficulties are always more terrifying than visible ones.

He still dares to sleep now. This doesn't mean he doesn't want to gain points, this means he doesn't even care whether he can survive!

On the other side, the president of the Huanghun Guild turned the pen in his hand, squinted his eyes and smiled at Mo Yangbing and Mo Anan who were sitting on the side with indescribable expressions.

"Is this the reliable and powerful newcomer you mentioned?"

"Well, as expected of brother and sister, the expressions on your faces are very consistent."