Different dimension game

Even the bones were broken, and the flesh and blood of his body was eaten by something.

The backpack on the corpse also disappeared.

Lao Wang, who has experienced many battles, will naturally not be frightened by such a simple sentence, just an ordinary skeleton.

But for some reason, layers of goosebumps are rushing to the skin.

The script I am experiencing now seems to have reached a critical point.

He has only one life.

This dungeon is quite special and cannot be revived.

Next to the body, there was a small radio and a half-lit cigarette, doused by dripping water.

"Fuck!" Wang Hao recalled that the irritable old man who had chatted with him once lit a cigarette halfway.

Turn on the switch of this radio.

Channel 1 is still the channel of the street writer.

But this time, it seemed to become mechanical, repeating the same sentence back and forth: "Sacrifice is inevitable (noise)"

"Sacrifice is inevitable (noise)"

"Sacrifice is inevitable (squeak - loud and shrill)"

I knew this damned writer was unreliable, and started messing around at the last minute.

Wang Hao's mind turned sharply.

His whole body started to sweat.

Then I switched the radio to channel 2. Since the owner of the radio was this corpse, it was a female voice. She seemed a little guilty: "I'm sorry. Although your temper is bad, I can understand it. Not everyone can bear the pressure in such an environment."

"I'm sorry. Goodbye, forever."

"Your mission is complete... goodbye."

There was a rustling sound.

The channel is quiet and the other party has disconnected.

Channel 3 is also silent.

Wang Hao turned on his radio, tuned to channel 3, and said aloud.

"Hey?"

The other radio, the one with the corpse, also blared "Hello."

At this moment, Tong Kong zoomed in.

It seems that there is a creepy chill, rushing straight from the tailbone to the top of the sky!

Lao Wang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and seemed to be able to figure out what was going on.

Grumpy old man... is he dead?

This...is this really one-star difficulty? !

The old Wang, who had experienced many battles, couldn't help his heart beating wildly, and he felt a sense of bewilderment.

"Why is he in front of me?"

"Is this true or false..."

The truth of the facts was beyond his imagination, as if there was a terrifying shadow blocking the truth.

He started to adjust the channel on the tape recorder, and there were not "haha", "hee hee" laughter, or quiet voices, with occasional bursts of noise.

As for the next few blank channels, he also laughed "hee hee".

Further on, he saw a door.

A door carved from some kind of black stone, with simple patterns painted on it, is the final destination of this mission.

Underground mining base?

of course not.

The door is open.

On the other side of the door, a round of sunset was hanging high in the sky, and there was a breeze blowing in.

There are warblers singing swallows, and mountain streams gurgling.The sunrise is brilliant, the sunset is romantic, the forest is green in midsummer, and the wheat waves are golden in late autumn.Naughty children straddle the ridges to fight, but old people are safe, perhaps the folk customs are simple and warm.But the outside world is not so beautiful, materialistic and dirty...

On the other side of the door...

Just ...

Is it the ground? !

Seeing the setting sun outside the door, the sun shining on the ground, Wang Hao was stunned for a moment.

In the dark underground, in the dark underground, there is sunshine on the other side of the door?

But he didn't dare to act rashly, his thinking was a bit messy.

Because he recalled the last sentence of the writer who hit the street: "But, no one ever thought that heaven is just..."

It's hard to guess what heaven is, but it must not be a very good thing.

"First of all, let's assume that this street writer is neutral. He may be manipulated by something, so I can only say some vague hints."

"As for Channel 2 and Channel 3, there is only limited information."

"As for the writing on the wall... true and false, it's hard to read."

Wang Hao came up with a little bit of inspiration, probably because of the contradiction between personal interests and collective interests, which led to the appearance of these words on the wall.

"That is to say, after sending this package, will it bring bad things to me personally? Death? Sacrifice to evil gods?"

He exhaled the stale breath in his chest and started to tune his radio.

Channel 1 is still repeating the same sentence: "Sacrifice is inevitable (noise)"

"Sacrifice is inevitable (want to laugh faintly)"

Channel 2... seems to be back to normal again.

Old-fashioned and serious voice: "You have been stagnant in place for a long time, you may have seen something, heard something. But the destination is already ahead, throw your package outside the door, then turn around and leave, and return the same way .Your mission is accomplished."

Wang Hao asked: "Channel 1 said that sacrifice is inevitable... what does it mean?"

The other party said: "That's just some nonsense. The signal here is not good, and sometimes some unbelievable content will come in. There are many weird things, all to stop you from delivering this package."

Wang Hao asked again: "I found a corpse here, it may be the colleague from Channel 3. Why did he die here?"

The other party was silent for a moment, and replied: "You can think that the enemy agents are trying to interfere with the activities. What you see and what you hear may be some kind of camouflage."

"The one you contacted has actually returned successfully. And this corpse is actually something they want you to see and make you hesitate."

"Although I say this, you may not believe it. I also know that you don't trust me, but I still hope that you will complete the task and come back."

Wang Hao was not too excited, and said in a low voice: "Outside the door is the surface. Why didn't I return to the surface, but chose to return the same way? What about the underground base you mentioned? Where is it?"

The voice on the other side of the radio was silent for a moment, and said: "You don't need to report what you see or hear. Because, what you see may be different every time."

He sighed softly: "There are some things, everyone has realized something, but only the unspeakable things."

"But there must be a deep reason why you still do this... I don't know why it happened, and even if I knew, I wouldn't tell you any answers."

"Now all you have to do is throw the package through the door and turn around and leave."

"But if I die like this colleague, what should I do?" Wang Hao's voice became louder, "He died in front of me! And outside the door is the surface and sunlight! Why don't I return directly through the surface? ?”

"He didn't die, he came back successfully. But he can't talk to you directly, this is the rule!"

"And I said, you can't enter the door! Otherwise you will die!"

"I have seen too many smart people like you... You should feel that I am the only person here who can talk to you, and I am a normal human being. Do you want to go back the same way? Before delivering the package, you You can't turn back, or you will encounter something even more terrifying."

"Complete your mission and throw the package in the door, this is the easiest way!"

The sunshine on the opposite side of the door is just right, the breeze is blowing, and the birds are flying happily in the sky...

Inside the door, the atmosphere is icy cold, and the darkness is like an abyss of hell.

……

Chapter 174 The game crashed!

The tone on the radio slowed down slightly: "07011110, you have enough time now to choose whether to trust me or choose to trust your own judgment."

"For half an hour, there will be no risk. Think about it. Just stay where you are, eat something and drink some water."

"In the short term, there should be no channel hijacking."

About the two-choice link...

Wang Hao really didn't have enough information to analyze which side was right.

Real or unreal, that is the question.

"A script with one-star difficulty, is it so outrageous?"

He wanted to click the [Pause] button to calm down and think about it, but he found a line of text popped up on the game interface.

[Please note that for unknown reasons, you are currently unable to pause the game. 】

【Please forgive me for the inconvenience caused. 】

This broken game can't even be paused now.

Wang Hao frowned, thinking hard.

"One-star difficulty, generally speaking, you can pass the level after going through the plot."

"But now...it's kind of weird."

The sound of dripping water made him a little irritable.

Due to the current scene, it was highly likely to be safe, so he didn't bother to pause, and simply took off his helmet.

Blue sky and white clouds, beach and sea, people coming and going, so lively.

Sister Xiaoyue finally couldn't hold back the temptation of the beach, she spent a lot of effort to dig a hole, buried her legs in it, and fully enjoyed the soothing comfort of the sand.

And he himself was sweating profusely and his heart was beating wildly.

The current scene is where normal human beings should be.

A bottle of iced Coke was handed to him.

"Do you want to drink Coke? What should I eat at night...Seafood or BBQ on the beach..."

Pity.

It's a sugary cola full of calories.

Wang Hao unscrewed the cap of the bottle and took a sip.

Super cool!

After filling a small half bottle in one breath, he took a breath.

He asked Han Xiaoyue: "There is a big problem. What should I do if I encounter a choice between two options when playing a game, and I don't have enough information to choose the best option?"

"Save and read the file, let's see which option is better, isn't it a very simple question?"

"What if you can't archive?" Wang Hao asked again, "Hardcore mode."

"Depend on your luck, just roll the dice." Han Xiaoyue pondered for a while, then smiled, "If it's really just a choice between two, even if you choose the wrong one, you can guess the true ending and the false ending."

"Or maybe, what you think of as an alternative is not what you imagined."

"Okay, it's a matter of luck, I have never lost."

Wang Hao casually took out a coin from his backpack, and said in his heart: "When the front is facing up, listen to the radio; if the tail is facing up, trust your own observation!"

Just throw it away.

Coins fall.

Coins stuck in the sand.