Arceus placed the hot water in his hand on the bedside table and looked at Aransta with a smile.
Aransta was so startled that he almost fell off the bed!
Brother?! How could he possibly be here?!
It is a universally acknowledged fact that Arceus, an SSS-class ghost story master from the White Eagle Kingdom, died in the SS-class ghost story world, Wolf and Sheep Game.
The brother who should have died is now standing in front of Aransta, and even though everything around him is so real, it all feels so unreal when put together.
"Damn illusion, people who are already dead appearing in front of me, what a clumsy trick."
It seems that the flower field only pulls people into an illusion, and does not directly cause death. Alansta breathed a sigh of relief. He must find a chance to get rid of Han Xiaodong once he gets out!
"What's wrong? You look so distracted." Arceus placed his hand on Aransta's forehead. "You don't have a fever, do you?"
Aransta pushed away Arceus's hand. In the past, the illusions were based on isolated islands where people or things were generated. This time, even the environment had changed. What a pity! On the contrary, this made it easier for people to distinguish between reality and illusion!
He got up from the bed and walked straight out the door.
"Since it's all fake anyway, all I have to do is push open this door..."
Sunlight shone on him, and outside the door was the main street of the White Eagle Kingdom, where cars sped by one after another. Across the street were the shops that Alansta had never forgotten.
"Aransta! What's wrong with you?"
Arceus chased after him worriedly. His younger brother rushed out of the house without saying a word. Was he possessed?
Aransta turned and grabbed Arceus's shoulder. He wanted to say, "Whatever you are, tell me how to get out of here," but in the end, he said nothing.
Familiar objects, familiar people, and standing before him was his brother, his brother who had already died.
“Aransta, perhaps you should take a good rest.”
"Perhaps... so it is."
Aransta lay in bed, covering his eyes with his hands. That confused state of mind welled up in his heart again. He hated himself for this, but he was helpless.
His age hasn't changed. According to the current timeline, even if the illusion wanted to mimic the real world, he and his brother should still be living in a big villa. Because if his brother were still alive at this time, he would be an SSS-level ghost story master, the number one in the White Eagle Kingdom!
It's strange. Did the older brother in this illusion not become a ghost story teller? This illusion is completely nonsensical.
Aransta opened his phone, and the date on the calendar made him frown, because it was today's date, unchanged.
He wanted to open a live stream of a certain ghost story world, but after searching for a long time, he couldn't find any such live stream. Alanstar vaguely sensed something was wrong, so he quickly searched for "ghost story world" online, but the results were just some novels or movies.
At this moment, Arceus entered the room again.
"Why are you still playing on your phone? Lie down and rest."
“Brother, can I ask you a question?” Aransta turned his head, his gaze meeting Arceus’s in mid-air. “Do you know about the Ghost Stories World?”
"What's that? A popular novel or movie lately? Sorry, I don't usually like this kind of thing," Arceus asked疑惑地问道. "Have you been into these things lately? I've never seen you read them before."
"It's nothing, I just stumbled upon it by chance."
Aransta tossed his phone onto the bed and closed his eyes.
Is there not even a world of supernatural tales in this world?
He shook his head, thinking this was really abnormal, but then he thought that perhaps a world without supernatural tales would be normal.
What kind of world is governed by rules? What kind of bizarre creatures? Years ago, who would have believed that these things would become reality?
If there really wasn't a ghost story world, although they wouldn't be living in a big villa and the older brother wouldn't be a well-known figure, at least... he would still be alive.
If that's the case, Aransta really hopes that such a world will come true.
"Alansta, I've found a great job, and our lives will only get better. I'll find you a stunning beauty as your girlfriend then, haha, it doesn't sound too bad when you think about it. You need to find something to do too!"
Arceus smiled gently at Aransta.
"elder brother......"
"What's wrong?"
Aransta felt a lump in his throat, and a ridiculous idea popped into his head.
"It's nothing, maybe I just had a very long nightmare."
"A very long nightmare?"
"Hmm, it's very long, very long..."
Arceus sat on the edge of the bed, and Aransta rested her head on his body, feeling the warm touch, which felt both unreal and incredibly real.
"Brother, if I'm confused, so confused that I don't know what to do, or even how to make a choice, what should I do?"
Is it about work?
"Work? I guess I could call it a job."
"It's okay if you really encounter such a problem, I will help you solve it."
"But what if my brother is gone?"
"Haha, what are you talking about? How could my brother not be here?"
"I mean, just in case, just in case." Aransta's eyes were already wet with tears. "Won't there come a time when I have to stand on my own two feet?"
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