"Fuck!"

In the sea of ​​stars, Old Eggplant suddenly woke up. He gasped for breath and realized that this was a virtual world.

But the pain just now was so real, just like being stabbed through the chest by a rough knife.

He couldn't help but touch his chest.

Fortunately, everything is fine.

Thinking of this, Old Eggplant took off his helmet and returned to reality.

He checked his chest again and felt relieved when he saw that there were no wounds.

It is said that if virtual reality technology is developed, players will sometimes feel phantom pain. That is, although it is just stimulation in the game, the body thinks it is really injured, causing phantom pain.

In some medical experiments, the subjects are asked to put their hands in an invisible place, and then a fake hand is placed on the table to pretend to be his hand. Through a series of gradually increasing stimuli, finally, when the doctor hits the fake hand with a hammer, the subjects will think they have been hit by the hammer and jump up.

Old Eggplant closed his eyes and recalled what he had just seen.

The weird smile, the horrific sacrificial ceremony, and the newborn monster in the arms of the Virgin Mary.

Old Eggplant had never seen such a creature.

There were endless tentacles on that piece of meat, swaying like a tree. The eyes in the meat were filled with the deepest malice, and there were limbs that looked like goat hooves, challenging the nerves of Old Eggplant.

Whenever he thought of the appearance of the creature, he felt as if ants were crawling all over his body, which made Old Eggplant feel a chill.

"Sacrifice, is the sacrifice they just talked about real?"

“The Miskatoke Film Festival is a real sacrifice?”

“Those college students who were filming the movie shouldn’t be aware of these things. Will they be in danger?”

Old Eggplant thought that his mission goal was to witness the ending of the movie, but he was captured and disemboweled without even seeing the filming crew, which was really embarrassing.

But it’s not a big problem. Players have to grow and experience through repeated deaths, eventually reaching the end of the game!

He hurriedly prepared to put on his helmet and fight again.

Suddenly he thought of himself shivering just now, and immediately found some thick clothes to put on. He also turned off the air conditioner because it was too hot.

Pushing the door open again, Old Eggplant returned to Miskatoke.

He found himself back near the meadow.

However, the sky had already completely darkened, just as if the time in the game had been moving forward normally during the time when he had left the game.

This is so true.

Old Eggplant was about to walk towards the RV with the lights on, but suddenly he saw the residents next to the grass.

These residents still stared at Old Eggplant vigilantly with strange smiles on their faces.

"Fuck, it won't happen again, will it?"

Old Eggplant secretly thought that something was wrong and was about to run away, but he heard those people whispering.

"Why is he back again?"

"Can he be used for sacrifice?"

"He can't do it, there's something wrong with him!"

"Go away, stay away, go away!"

"No, no, he is not qualified."

As those people spoke, they actually moved away from Old Eggplant, as if he was something that emitted a foul odor.

"Um?"

Old Eggplant felt something was wrong.

"Is this copy synchronized with real time?"

"I just spent some time in reality, and the time in the copy also flowed."

"I was captured and sacrificed just now, but now these people are ignoring me. Is it because they found that I am not suitable for sacrifice?"

"In other words, I did not return to the beginning of the game, but entered the game again as the game progressed?"

Originally, Lao Qiezi thought that this was a single-player dungeon mission like "The Last Lesson".

Now it seems more like an online game with its own passage of time, just like Kingdom of Night.

"So, if I hadn't found those college students who were filming the movie, maybe by the time time had passed, they would have been captured and sacrificed one by one... Oh, those monsters!"

Old Eggplant suddenly became anxious.

There must be something seriously wrong with Miskatoke. Those people want to sacrifice themselves to that ugly and terrifying monster. There must be more than one monster. There are so many churches and old houses in Miskatoke, maybe all of them are monsters.

Thinking of this, he did not go to the RV, but followed his memory and walked along the road, wanting to go to the place where he had been disemboweled.

Since he couldn't die anyway, he had to find out the situation clearly. It would be best if he could see the face of the person performing the sacrifice so that he could warn others later.

He quickly found the church. The door was open and the lights were on inside.

Old Eggplant walked straight into the church, ready to catch everyone by surprise.

But as soon as he stepped in, he remembered something.

Since time is flowing in the game, if I come here now, the other party must have finished the sacrifice ceremony.

Wouldn't that be a waste of time?

Old Eggplant was just feeling a little regretful when he saw that in the huge church, a group of people in black robes were surrounding a complicated ritual formation painted with an unknown red dye. On the stone altar in the center, an unlucky guy was being pressed there, and the obsidian sacrificial knife in the hand of a hooded man was about to fall.

"Wait a minute!"

Old Eggplant shouted loudly, causing several people with strange smiles on their faces to turn around and look over here.

But the knife had already penetrated the victim's chest.

There was no blood splattering as imagined. Only black mud flowed out of the unfortunate guy's chest. Then, his whole body turned into a pool of mud and water, which quickly evaporated and disappeared.

Old Eggplant was stunned.

On the contrary, the others sighed, as if they were used to it.

“Failed again.”

The man holding the obsidian sacrificial knife said something, then raised his head and looked at Old Eggplant at the door.

"…You guys continue."

Old Eggplant said this and ran away.

He heard what seemed to be dense footsteps behind him, and guessed that the group of people were coming to find him.

"Was that another player just now?"

Old Eggplant remembered that this unlucky guy had also worked with him to build the Night Kingdom before, and he seemed to be an engineer.

Apparently, he also entered Miskatoke, and then, like the old eggplant just now, was captured and brought here as a sacrifice.

Just like Old Eggplant, he couldn't become a sacrifice because they were essentially players and did not belong to this world.

Old Eggplant ran all the way, and then, before he was caught up, an old-fashioned car drove across the road and directly hit Old Eggplant.

The moment his consciousness left, Old Eggplant seemed to hear a murmur in the night, like the whisper of some distant existence.

He couldn't make out the language and could only understand a few short sentences.

“Yeah! ■■■■■! The black goat of the forest that gave birth to millions of offspring!”