[First of all, the stage of this game is in the Wasted City. Since it is the Wasted City, we have to mention Heming Taoist. This character's name also appears in this game. He must be the key. And Heming Taoist combined with the information left before...]

[…Finally, I haven’t played the game yet, only the second day, so I won’t spoil it, but I think it’s best to be careful of some seemingly harmless guys. Some inconspicuous characters may be the key to breaking the game.]

After Zheng Li finished reading the post, he also noticed some details mentioned in it, such as the fact that the original owner of the house, Browning, was still in good health and could even take a concubine. Perhaps this house really had some magic.

There were also some things he didn't know, such as the contents of the detective's notes.

However, this is a virtual reality game, so there is no way to take screenshots for the time being, so the poster can only write a few points based on his impression.

"It doesn't look like reading the notes will cause death. What am I overlooking?"

Zheng Li yawned. He was a little sleepy after playing the game all night long in a highly stressful environment like a virtual reality game.

Zheng Li slumped over the table while looking at the replies on his phone and soon lost consciousness.

He had a dream. In the dream, Zheng Li seemed to return to the mansion. He was wearing a coat, listening to the thunder outside the window. Zheng Li saw someone standing in the corridor.

She was a woman with a graceful figure, not as petite as the unfortunate maid Lily.

Zheng Li walked forward, wanting to see the other person's appearance clearly.

He found that the woman seemed to be covering her face with a fan, and only her eyebrows and eyes could be vaguely seen.

Boom——

A flash of lightning descended, illuminating the corridor. Zheng Li clearly saw that the black-haired woman's eyes were bright red. She looked at him playfully, as if she had seen something new and interesting... a little bug.

After looking at the woman, Zheng Li suddenly felt a splitting headache, and his eyeballs seemed to explode as if they were dug out by something. His whole body was covered with goose bumps and he began to tremble.

“Found it.”

The woman made a soft and delicate voice, as if it was ringing in Zheng Li's ears.

As if he had been electrocuted, Zheng Li began to tremble uncontrollably.

The next moment, Zheng Li woke up from his dream.

His mouth was still drooling, soaking his cuffs. Zheng Li looked around hurriedly and found that his roommates were still sleeping soundly.

Everyone went to bed quite late last night, and now the quality of sleep is quite high, so no one woke up.

Sunlight shone through the curtains. Zheng Li looked at the time and it was just past nine o'clock.

I calculated that I only slept for more than three hours.

Zheng Li stretched his muscles and stood up. The chair made a slight noise. Sleeping on the table is not good for one's health. It often causes nightmares.

Once during class, he was so sleepy that he fell asleep on the table and had a dream in which he was caught by the teacher while sleeping in class. Zheng Li clearly remembered that the teacher walked towards him step by step. He was terrified that he woke up but couldn't get up. After waking up, he was glad that it was a dream. Then he saw the teacher standing in front of him.

After going to the bathroom and washing his face with cold water and looking at himself in the mirror, Zheng Li became a little more sober.

"Lu Ban's game is really poisonous."

Zheng Li sighed.

Not only am I addicted to the game, I even dream about the content in the game. It's really exciting.

"What is that woman, by the way? I remember there was no such person in the game?"

He thought about it and decided to go downstairs for breakfast.

Last night’s pickled cabbage noodles were far from enough. The few hours spent in the game felt like several days to Zheng Li.

What’s more, you can eat in this game!

The sumptuous dishes at the dinner tasted just like the real thing, and made Zheng Li hungrier and hungrier after he left the game.

He changed his clothes, went downstairs, and soon arrived at the cafeteria.

There are still quite a lot of people in the cafeteria at this time. On weekend mornings, most students who go to self-study will come here to eat something to fill their stomachs, but compared to the actual lunch time, it seems a lot sparser. At least one table for one person is more than enough.

Zheng Li ordered a basket of steamed dumplings, a bowl of soy milk, a fried dough stick, poured himself a dish of vinegar, picked up his plate, found an empty table and sat down to eat.

After eating two or three steamed dumplings dipped in vinegar, Zheng Li felt comfortable and satisfied.

He looked at the other students having breakfast, men and women, almost none of whom he recognized.

At this moment, Zheng Li's wandering gaze suddenly stopped.

Because he suddenly saw that there was a girl eating wontons sitting at a table not far from him.

The girl was wearing ordinary clothes, just like any other college student.

However, her features looked very familiar to Zheng Li!

This girl is the one I just dreamed about!!!

Zheng Li was startled and his chopsticks fell onto the table, causing the girl to hear the sound and look over here.

Only then did he realize that this girl might be different from the woman in his dream. After all, he didn't see her face, but at least this girl didn't have red eyes.

"It's an illusion..."

Zheng Li muttered.

Maybe it was because he had seen this girl before, or they had taken the same class together, so he subconsciously remembered her appearance and then recalled it in his dream?

Zheng Li believes in science.

It couldn't be that the woman chased me out of the dream, right?

He hurriedly finished his breakfast, bought a bottle of Coke and a bag of sandwiches and returned to the dormitory. His roommates were still asleep. Zheng Li even climbed up their ladder nervously and sniffed their breath to make sure they were still alive.

After taking a sip of Coke, Zheng Li entered the game again.

This time, he learned his lesson. As soon as he entered the game, he first looked through his luggage and opened his notebook.

There are indeed a lot of records in the notebook, including information about the Browning family's industry, Browning himself, his children, etc. You can basically get a general understanding after reading it.

At the same time, there are also records about Taoist Heming and his sect. Zheng Li only had a rough idea about the existence of Taoist Heming before. It was not until he finished reading these records that he had a relatively objective and clear understanding of this big man who had been famous in the abandoned capital for a long time.

It seems that reading these notes first is the correct way to play the game.

Zheng Li couldn't help but sigh.

The old butler arrived as promised. Zheng Li, who was flipping through his notes, was still startled. He hurriedly picked up the two notebooks, checked his weapon - a revolver, and then followed.

Since Zheng Li had already talked to some people in the last game, he did not repeat what happened before this time, but instead carefully observed the expressions of these people.

According to the author on that forum, some people he doesn't notice may be the key to the problem.

He began to study the maids, servants, and even the old butler, appearing to be mysterious.

However, Zheng Li did not find the problem.

After dinner, fearing his death in the last game, he did not return to his room immediately, but decided to stay here, where there were many people.

Opening the notebook, Zheng Li continued reading.

At this moment, he suddenly saw a line of text.

[Browning paid me to investigate the treasure hidden in this mansion. It is said that it is the inheritance of Heming Taoist.]

At the same time, there is a photo between the two pages.

As Zheng Li was flipping through the pages, the photo fell to the ground and Zheng Li bent down to pick it up.

He turned it over and saw what was in the photo.

It was a black-and-white, slightly mottled photo of an elderly man. On the back of the photo, the word "Browning" was written.

Zheng Li was slightly shocked, because he had seen Browning's portrait in the corridor. In the portrait, it was obvious that the old man was still healthy and young, otherwise he would not have been able to make love with the maid.

What is happening?

Rejuvenation?

Zheng Li turned his eyes away from the photo in confusion and saw the records in the notebook again.

[However, Taoist Heming may not be dead, his will may remain in this room! ! ! ]

The moment he saw these words, a shudder spread throughout Zheng Li's body.

He raised his head and felt countless eyes staring at him.

It seemed that everyone except himself was suspected.