Chi Mu was startled by the thoughts he was muttering.
If one day other voices suddenly appeared in his head, wouldn't he start to doubt his life?
I don’t know when it started, but strange thoughts kept appearing in Chi Mu’s mind, making it difficult for him to concentrate.
"Oh no, this depression is really affecting my thinking. I keep having strange thoughts. Oh my god..."
Chi Mu finally understood.
Why must the rules impose a symptom of depression on him?
Now it seems that depression is meant to make it more difficult for Chi Mu to think about problems, making it impossible for him to think wholeheartedly.
"Half of the few rules we know now seem to have nothing to do with the copy itself. Instead, they seem to be designed to restrict me?"
Chi Mu frowned slightly, gradually realizing that something was wrong with the rules.
The rules of the Rule Tales have always been customized for the copy itself, but the rule sequence one that Chi Mu has discovered now seems to violate this principle.
——"It's over. Why do I feel like Chi Mu's mental state has become abnormal? Is depression so terrible?"
——"Depression is usually accompanied by anxiety. Once it occurs, it is often difficult to concentrate, which greatly affects the thinking of the Chosen Ones."
——"Is this an SS-level ghost story? It's really that terrifying......"
......
Chi Mu took out another pill and swallowed it, then lay on the sofa and took out his mobile phone to check the comments on the Internet about the mass death of scientists.
While searching, Chi Mu noticed that the scientists who died at the beginning were not from Country Z, most of them were from abroad.
But there is one thing worth noting.
The first scientists who died were all from the same city as Chi Mu. Even the first few foreign scientists who died died in this city.
But now it has expanded to various cities and countries.
It is easy to know that the root of the problem lies in the city where Chi Mu is located.
The truth about death lies here.
Gradually, Chi Mu felt dizzy and fell asleep on the sofa.
——"??? Why did Chi Mu fall asleep?"
——"Can anyone explain to me, will taking medicine make you sleepy?"
——"It's hard to say. Once people with depression start taking medication, they will either become drowsy or suffer from insomnia. Now it seems that Chi Mu is the former."
——"Alas, the new Chosen One of the Russian Country is like a headless fly, not even half as good as Ivan."
Because Ivan from Russia was teleported to the Ghost Story Prison Garden and died, audiences in many countries are paying close attention to the newly drawn Chosen One.
However, his performance was so poor that he lacked even the most basic reasoning and analytical skills, and he is still in a mess.
——"This newly chosen one is such a loser. It turns out that without the black technology, the Russian country is nothing."
——"I really don't understand why most people on the Internet scold Ivan? As for the rest of you, don't you have a mouth? (dog head)"
——"Is it possible that the rest of the people are typing with their hands on the keyboard?"
——"Why are you scolding Ivan? He is the Chosen One who has completed the game several times."
——"I advise you not to meddle in other people's business. Do you want to share the damage?"
.......
When Chi Mu woke up, it was already past six in the evening.
"Damn, why did you fall asleep?!"
Chi Mu looked at the time with some annoyance and found that he had slept from 11 o'clock in the morning to 6 o'clock in the evening.
He hurried to the bathroom to wash his face, forcing himself to recover from his drowsiness.
In the world of ghost stories, every minute and every second counts.
After Chi Mu calmed down a little, he dialed the number that Ji Sheng had left for him.
He now needs to confirm that he does not have the symptoms of split personality.
Because of the existence of wrong rule 7, we must immediately find out where this second self is.
"Oh no, there may not be only two of me, there may be more."
Chi Mu murmured something, and the call was answered by Ji Sheng.
"What instructions?"
Ji Sheng's cold voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Can you call a few psychologists to come over and help me test whether I have split personality disorder... I personally have depression, I don't know if you have investigated it."
"Okay, I'll bring them to your house in fifteen minutes."
Ji Sheng didn't ask Chi Mu any reason and agreed to Chi Mu very straightforwardly.
While waiting, Chi Mu was not idle either.
He had just arrived at this instance in the morning and simply searched his own bedroom without searching the entire house.
Perhaps there are other clues hidden elsewhere in the house.
Ten minutes later, Chi Mu sat on the ground panting. He gave up the idea of looking for rules and clues.
The difficulty level of this ghost story copy is no less than the previous one. I am afraid it is impossible to find the rules in a regular place.
"Damn it, what the hell is this 'Unspeakable'? Why did the style of the entire dungeon suddenly change? Why does this ghost story dungeon not feel like a ghost story at all?!"
Chi Mu was a little anxious.
Based on his previous experience of participating in ghost story copies, it seems that it will have no effect at all in this copy now.
Chi Mu sat on the ground, gasping for breath, as if he was holding his breath and couldn't let it out.
He didn't know whether it was because he was marked as depressed in this copy or because of his anxiety about his own incompetence.
"No, calm down, calm down..."
Chi Mu forced himself to calm down, and after adjusting his breathing several times, he suddenly had an idea.
There is a very important point that Chi Mu had forgotten before.
That is, since the difficulty of the ghost story level has increased, it is definitely not just the difficulty in the ghost story copy itself.
Moreover, Chi Mu noticed at the beginning that half of the seven currently known rules were intended to restrict him, rather than being related to the ghost story copy itself.
It is very likely that rule sequence 1 has more than one wrong rule, rule 7.
"There are definitely some wrong rules in there!"
Just when Chi Mu was about to re-read a few rules, the doorbell rang.
Chi Mu glanced at his phone and found that exactly fifteen minutes had passed since he finished his phone call with Ji Sheng.
"This guy is really punctual, not even a minute late."
Chi Mu muttered to himself and walked slowly towards the door.
He lowered his eyelids and opened the door.
At first glance, he saw Ji Sheng standing outside the door with an expressionless face.
Looking behind Ji Sheng, Chi Mu's calm eyelids suddenly lifted up. He couldn't believe his eyes, and even his breathing became rapid.
He didn't expect that the psychologist Ji Sheng called would be her.
The person standing behind Ji Sheng,
It turned out to be Yang Qu!
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