As freshmen majoring in game production, their dormitories will be equipped with a game room, which is naturally equipped with game cabinets provided by the school.
And that night, when he passed by the game room, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a red light!
Red light!
Qian Xingxing's newfound knowledge about the game chamber was still fresh in his mind. Under what circumstances would the game chamber light up red but not sound an alarm?!
Of course, it happens when there is a problem with the players in the warehouse but the alarm mode of the game warehouse is turned off!
So Qian Xingxing went up without saying a word and pressed the emergency shutdown button of the game cabin.
"Huh..." Seeing the red light disappear and the game cabin slowly open, Qian Xingxing breathed a sigh of relief. He was very glad that he came out to use the toilet, otherwise he might lose a roommate tomorrow!
However, the next second after he was rejoicing, his roommate's furious voice echoed throughout the dormitory: "Who is the idiot who shut down my game?! I almost cleared the game!"
Qian Xingxing stared at her roommate, whose face was red (and angry), with wide eyes. She was jumping around and her voice was full of energy, not looking surprised at all...
"Holy crap, Qian Xingxing! Why did you shut down my game room?!"
Faced with the questioning of his roommate, Qian Xingxing quickly explained that he saw the red light of the game cabin...
When constructing student dormitories, Interstellar School does not use 100% soundproof materials. After all, if there is any danger outside, but the students in the dormitory cannot hear it, that would be troublesome!
So the shout from this roommate just now made the other two roommates come out of the room after hearing the noise.
After listening to Qian Xingxing's account of what happened, the two of them burst into laughter. One of the roommates explained to Qian Xingxing:
"This guy can't sleep without doing a dungeon run every day. His club training ended late today, so he sneaked out to run a dungeon. The red light is normal. The school's game library is quite old after all, and many market updates haven't caught up. If he wants to play Nightmare without being rushed to the hospital, he has to turn off the alarm mode."
"Nightmare Game? What kind of game is this? Is it so troublesome to play?" Qian Xingxing frowned. At that time, the Nightmare Game was just a small hit, so not many people knew about it.
"Oh, I forgot. You rarely check out other types of game circles," said his roommate Zi Bai. He used his optical computer to open the game store, searched for the Nightmare game, and showed it to Qian Xingxing. "Here, this is it! It's a rising star in the horror game section. It's been quite popular recently and has the potential to become a classic!"
So that night, Qian Xingxing was thoroughly educated about the so-called "nightmare game", and after that, he was dragged by his roommate to try it, and he got hooked.
I've been playing non-stop since I got into it.
This time when the copy was updated, the four people in their dormitory naturally had to try their best to break into it as soon as possible!
“Hurry, hurry, hurry!”
In the voice chat, roommate Nan Peng couldn't wait any longer. He was a loyal fan of the Nightmare game and also a cat fan of producer Li Zi. While urging his roommate, he also did not forget to like and comment on the latest cat grid photo updated on Nari's homepage.
"Here I come." Zi Bai's voice sounded immediately. He woke up today and found that he seemed to have a cold, but he had not yet gone to the infirmary to get medicine, so there was a bit of a nasal tone when he spoke.
"Hurry, hurry, pull me!" This is Minghui, Qian Xingxing's other roommate, the recognized boss in the dormitory.
Qian Xingxing pulled the three people into the team, and then reminded everyone that it was time to "go to bed". Only when everyone "went to bed" could the team officially enter the copy selection.
Although he has experienced this many times, every time Qian Xingxing is faced with being "dragged into" the copy by grabbing his ankles, his heartbeat will still accelerate uncontrollably.
After choosing the "Heart Haunted" copy, Qian Xingxing closed his eyes very consciously. In the darkness, he knew that he was going to forget everything in the real world again.
This is a yellow taxi. The meter inside the car is ticking and the fare for this trip is rising little by little.
Qian Xingxing was the only one in the car. He had his eyes closed, apparently having fallen asleep. The driver glanced at him through the rearview mirror, secretly tapped the counting interface a few times, and the next moment, the fare was increased by ten yuan.
Click.
As the road ahead turned from cement to dirt road, the car body began to shake. Qian Xingxing's body swayed with the car body, and his head hit the side and hit the car window, waking him up in pain.
"hiss!"
He took a deep breath and quickly raised his hand to rub the place where he had bumped into something. Then he heard the driver say, "Little brother, you've been sleeping all the way here. Did you stay up all night?"
Qian Xingxing had just woken up, his head was blank and he was still confused. When questioned by his master, he just nodded hesitantly.
The driver stopped talking and focused on driving. After Qian Xingxing shook his head to clear himself up, he noticed his clothes and the briefcase beside him.
He wore a white shirt and suit pants, and his briefcase contained meeting materials and work ID card.
He looked at those things, opened his mobile phone, and saw a message from the mother of the director of the "Home of Love". Then he slowly "remembered" that he was a general assistant and was supposed to take annual leave this week, but he had to go to the company again because of some urgent matters.
That's why he was wearing this outfit and sitting in a taxi heading to the orphanage.
He was a kid from this orphanage, but he'd been working hard outside for so many years and hadn't had much chance to come back. If the director's mother hadn't sent him a message last week, he probably wouldn't have taken his annual leave during this period.
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