Strange rules: starting with a white-haired beauty

"Huh!" Lan Zhirou immediately woke up from her dream, and then Bai Jin looked at Lan Zhirou who was sweating profusely with a puzzled look.

"What's wrong, Zhirou, are you having a nightmare?" While Bai Jin was speaking, she didn't know where she conjured something like a wet wipe, and gently brushed Lan Zhirou's forehead and neck. With the sweat on my face, the wet wipes seemed to have a faint fragrance...

"What time is it now?" Lan Zhirou did not answer Bai Jin's question immediately after reacting.

"Based on the sun position and timing recorded during the day, it was approximately between three in the morning and four in the morning. It cannot be determined." Bai Jin replied.

"That is to say, it was just a short dream in my perception, and time passed so quickly...I actually slept for at least six hours. Was that meeting that long? Hiss—" Lan Zhirou said to herself Halfway through, I felt the tingling sensation coming from my temple, "What a damn talent. No wonder using Omen at night will restore double the mental power and sanity. The mental damage suffered in dreams is all real." , MD, my head hurts so much.”

Since in the dream world, Lan Zhirou is just an ordinary human being without an electronic brain chip, talent, or a bunch of bionic components, the scene in the dream that looks like a face popping out of a horror game has not caused her much mental damage. Small, not to mention that after putting on the pink mask, she even felt that her sanity was greatly eroded at that moment.

"It seems that as long as you don't look into the eyes of people wearing masks, they won't be able to detect normal people. In the dream, I was almost close to those weird people and they didn't notice..." Lan Zhirou opened the Platinum's notepad, suppressing the feeling of headache, began to record his analysis in it, "This is also the first instant death flag triggered. If you wear a mask, you will be judged to stay in Qingzhu Mountain forever, but that is not the case. Death, what is the current difference between the two still needs to be explored..."

"But those people were saying something about the front desk staff. It seems that there is really something wrong with the hotel in the southeast corner? The hotel's mirror...it's not yet dawn, maybe it's necessary to use the ability of omens to take a look... …”

But to be honest, Lan Zhirou was indeed a little afraid of omens. Even when facing Chun herself, she did not feel such great mental pressure. The world in the dream was extremely real. Whether it was the touch of those wearing red masks grabbing her, the feeling of the mask sticking to her face, or the overly powerful mental pollution caused by the mask, it was all too real. Too real.

When facing Chun, she only felt extreme pressure, and was only disturbed by the weird sounds twice.

The world of omens has really brought some kind of mental pollution to her, and at such a price, the clues it brought were only some vague information.

"That's awesome! The world inside is made so real, why don't you bring my abilities into it!" Lan Zhirou scratched her hair helplessly. Is the ability of omens a positive thing? It's hard to say. Although the omen can indeed avoid death and search for clues, the mental pollution it brings is real. And if she goes directly there under normal circumstances, with the time pause and the pistol, she will not be caught by those wearing it. Mask person restrictions.

After thinking for a moment, Lan Zhirou decided to have another dream, but this time, she planned to go to the hotel in the southeast to find out...

Under Bai Jin's confused eyes, she leaned on Bai Jin's shoulder and fell asleep again.

(The omen dream has begun.)

(You wake up, and it’s still the same as before, with nothing around you. There are no bandages on your hands or head, and you can’t summon platinum to assist you in your exploration. You are still a mortal, just like before the weirdness started. The ordinary woman who writes mystery novels is no different.)

(After your first experience, you didn’t care about the group of masked men in the central square, but walked towards the hotel in the southeast corner of the village.)

(Although you didn’t remember the way to the hotel in the southeast corner, fortunately the hotel with the neon sign is the tallest building here, so you don’t need to remember the way to get there.)

(You met many villagers on the road. Unlike those wearing masks, they can obviously see you and you can feel it. Some villagers even wanted to say something to you, but they seemed to give up in the end. Among them is the woman you met when you entered Qingzhu Village.)

(It took a long time, but you finally walked to the door of the hotel. The decoration style of the hotel is extremely weird, and the whole place is covered with some kind of weird dark pink wallpaper. At first glance, it is not a serious hotel where serious people stay.)

(After you enter the hotel, you find that there is no front desk at all. The staff inside does not even ask you if you want to stay, but directly hands you a room card with the house number.)

(Of course, you didn't plan to stay here, and you never forgot that you came here to investigate the mirrors in the masked mouths.)

(I don’t know why, but this hotel is much bigger than it looks. It even has a billiards hall, poker tables and the like. Rather than saying this is some kind of hotel, it’s better to say this is some kind of hotel with all kinds of entertainment. A large clubhouse with facilities and accommodation?)

(Everything goes smoothly in the hotel. No one cares about your actions. Only occasionally a few employees ask you what services you need. However, the smiles on their faces are particularly weird, and you don’t want to answer them.)

(There are many mirrors in the hotel, but none of them are rimmed with gold. For a moment, you doubt this is false information.)

(After a lot of effort, you finally found a mirror in a small room behind the Texas Hold'em table. When you entered, you felt countless pairs of eyes staring at you from behind, but you looked back. time, only to find that no one is looking at you, they are still doing their own things.)

(You looked in the mirror for a long time, but didn’t find anything special about this mirror. It was really just an ordinary mirror. Those horror stories about yourself in the mirror smiling at yourself didn’t happen. , you even tried playing rock, paper, scissors in front of the mirror, but the results still didn’t change.)

(When you were disappointed and about to leave, the figure in the mirror suddenly changed. It was no longer the reflection of a woman, but a man, and that reflection was extremely familiar to you...)