[Expose the lie, mission completed]
[Players: 321, Survivors: 10]
[A new round of the ghost story game is about to start, and random players are being drawn...]
In the Qingteng Ghost School, the ten players including Hua Wujue and Armin were slowly enveloped by a white light and gradually dissipated...
outside world…
In the Bear Country, the streets were freezing cold and covered with a thick layer of frost, which completely obscured the buildings.
In the "snow house" one after another, in the remaining gaps in the windows, there were several pairs of anxious eyes, with red and swollen bloodshot eyes, looking outside calmly.
Since the failure of the three-mail mission, almost all countries on the blue planet, except Dragon Country and the United States, have encountered a strange situation.
That is the weirdness that corresponds to the slaughterhouse...
“Click…click…”
The sound of thick snow being trampled was particularly noticeable in the quiet street.
In the cracks of the window, pairs of eyes became tense and extremely solemn, as if something terrible was about to happen.
The footsteps stopped.
The car stopped in front of a house.
Through the gap, one can roughly see a tall shadow, holding a rusty knife in the shadow's hand.
“Knock, knock.”
A shadow knocked on the door.
But there was no response from the house, and it was silent.
The shadow stayed in front of the door for two seconds, and then suddenly, like air, it disappeared in front of the door.
What followed was a cry of horror and extreme misery.
There was a splash of blood on the window, and something flew out from behind...
The tragic noise gradually subsided...
Faintly, one could hear some faint crying sounds.
The shadow never appeared again.
The people in other houses breathed a sigh of relief and retreated behind the windows.
Didn't choose them.
While these people's eyes are filled with relief, there is also deep despair and fatigue.
They don't know how many of these shadows there are in the country.
But fortunately, each area will have multiple shadows.
This also gave them a chance to catch their breath.
The frequency of the shadow's appearance was quite regular. The only rule they found was that after the shadow died, it would appear again for at least an hour.
This time is also a safe period.
But it is relatively quiet in the house...
Outside the house, the government's credibility has fallen to a terrifying low.
This kind of weirdness cannot be solved at all, and the credibility collapses.
To ensure the safety of citizens, guns are no longer controlled.
"Bang!"
A gunshot was heard.
"Open the door!"
Several voices filled with patience rang out.
On the street, a few thugs wearing thick cotton clothes and holding automatic rifles in their hands were knocking on the door ferociously.
"Get out of here!"
The door was flung open, and a burly man with a fierce scar on his face appeared, holding a shotgun and loaded with explosives. He pointed the gun at their heads even more viciously.
The atmosphere suddenly turned cold.
These tattooed thugs were stunned for a moment, and seemed to realize that they had provoked a vicious person. They didn't even dare to say a harsh word and left in disgrace.
There was another bang, and Xiong Guonan locked the door again.
His eyes, which were quite fierce just now, turned red, and tears welled up unconsciously in the corners of his eyes.
"Why... do you still want to keep me alive!"
The Xiong Guo man trembled as he took out a photo from his pocket. The photo showed a little girl of about seven or eight years old and a beautiful mother, and in the middle of them was the Xiong Guo man.
At this time, he didn't have the ugly scar on his face.
Xiong Guonan staggered to the sofa, grabbed the vodka on the table, and gulped it down. A little bit of the alcohol flowed down the corners of his mouth.
But Xiong Guonan didn't care at all. With red and swollen eyes, he sat on the sofa.
"Wuwu, help! Let me go!"
"Let go, you beasts! Let go!"
Outside the house, there were bursts of heart-wrenching cries, and along with them, the wanton ridicule of the thugs just now.
It was obvious that the sound came from the house opposite, which had just been cast by the shadow.
Xiong Guonan paused for a moment while holding the vodka, then continued to drink with his head tilted back. He turned a deaf ear to the cries for help and misery from the outside world, as if he was numbing himself with alcohol.
“…”
Xiong Guonan looked at the photo of the family of three, closed his eyes, let the tears slide down his sides, and then put the photo carefully in his arms.
As if he wanted to feel that they were still by his side in this way.
A bottle of vodka was quickly finished.
Xiong Guonan threw it down casually, and it collided with other wine bottles on the floor, making a crackling sound.
Wine bottles were piled up together, almost filling the aisles.
Xiong Guonan lay on the sofa with his eyes blurred, fatigue and pain written on his face.
Opposite him, there was a TV with snowflakes flashing on it…
“Sizzle…”
"A new round of ghost story games is about to begin, hehehe, are you ready?"
On TV, the real-time broadcast of the ghost story game has started again...
And the other side.
dragon country.
Compared to the scene before the strange story, the Dragon Kingdom after the strange story has not changed much.
If I have to say it has changed.
That means greater prosperity. Both the economy and technology have been improved by leaps and bounds.
On the streets, every Dragon Countryman's face is filled with smiles. They stroll leisurely on the safe and carefree streets, eat snacks, watch newly released movies, go shopping with friends, and buy clothes and other things.
If you walk on the street and look at your phone, you can occasionally look up at the huge light screen standing tall in the sky. After taking a look, you move your eyes back and do what you need to do.
It was as if the huge light curtain had no effect on their lives at all.
In fact, this is indeed the case.
The man on the screen gave them an absolute sense of security.
The horror of the strange story that spread across the world was firmly isolated from the Dragon Kingdom by this man.
"Hmm!"
A middle-aged woman in her forties was pushing a baby stroller with a delicate little girl in it.
She was carrying some baby supplies in her hands, which she also placed in the stroller.
The little girl sat in the stroller, pointing at the light curtain in the sky with shining eyes. In her clear eyes, the figure of a white-haired young man was reflected.
The middle-aged woman looked at this scene and smiled unconsciously.
Then he looked up at the light screen above his head, his eyes revealing a complex emotion of worry and joy.
After staring blankly for a while, the middle-aged woman pushed the stroller and gradually went away accompanied by the baby's clear laughter...
"Dragon Country is so lucky to have him!"
Inside the highest strategic conference room, General Nie looked at the screen with satisfaction and full of emotion.