Give interstellar players a little bit of female ghost shock

Bang, bang, bang!

Countless players who had ignored their mother in previous games were hiding in their rooms, shivering, not daring to think about what had happened with so much movement in the living room.

Among them, male players account for the majority.

They were simply fooled by the rule that "you don't have to listen to your mother during the day". They subconsciously thought that their mother might not be that important, so they kept trying to please their father——

In fact, doing this during lunch has a high probability of allowing them to avoid being forced to eat contaminated food, and they will also be effectively protected against their naughty sister.

But after their father left, only their mother and younger sister were left at home, and life became difficult for these clever players who thought they had embraced their father's lap.

If they had already vaguely realized that this rule was deceptive at that time, then now, combined with their mother's mutated appearance and the sudden reversal of the violent status outside compared with the daytime, they have really realized it——

No wonder the rules say that they can only disobey their mother during the day. If they dare to resist their mother at night, they will die!

However, even though they already wished they could shrink into a ball, wished their father could be more patient in beating her, and it would be better to wear off their mother's temper, what was supposed to come would eventually come.

...There has been no movement in the living room for a while.

One contestant almost vomited when he saw his mother take out a kitchen knife from the kitchen and cut off the fat on his father's body.

The white and greasy fat flowed all over the floor, but miraculously no blood was seen - maybe because the current father is too fat.

When he saw this scene, he felt his stomach acid surging, and he accidentally made some noise.

Before his mother looked over, he suddenly closed the door to his room, wrapped himself in a quilt and shivered.

Just now, the extremely terrifying sounds of violent beatings and dad's wailing could still be vaguely heard in the living room. My dad, who was violent and strong during the day, could only plead hard when faced with more terrifying forces, without the prestige he had during the day.

But now, the player suddenly realized that the living room seemed to have become quiet.

Instead of relaxing, he was shaking even harder.

Because there was noise in the living room before, which at least proved that mother was still dealing with dad, but now there is no movement, what happened again?

Is dad dead? Will mom go back to her room to sleep next, or...

Button, button, button.

There was a knock on the door.

He directly covered his head with the quilt and curled up into a ball.

However, the person who knocked on the door seemed to be sure that the person inside was not asleep, so he knocked four times again.

Boom, boom, boom.

His mother's voice sounded, as gentle and even loving as when she called him to eat during the day, but her voice was a little distorted and indescribably twisted, like a pleasure convict trying his best to pretend to be kind, but the ending sound was still there. Uncontrollably rising slightly.

"Zi Ling, mother's dear baby, hurry up and open the door for mother."

Hearing this deliberately disguised gentle voice, he almost wanted to plug his ears, and shouted in a broken voice:

Who is your Zi Ling? Get away, ah, ah, ah, ah!

He covered his mouth tightly to prevent any sound of collapse from leaking out.

In the darkness, even his rapid breathing could not be heard clearly, because he covered himself tightly with the quilt.

However, my mother was not fooled by the quiet look in the room at all, and her voice was not as gentle as before, and became vaguely gloomy.

"Ziling, dad told me that you brought him the wine, right? But don't be afraid, mom doesn't blame you - mom knows you weren't asleep."

She continued chattering for a while, but when she saw that there was still no movement inside, her voice became more and more impatient, and the knocking on the door became louder and louder, until it almost sounded like she was banging on the door.

"Hurry up and open the door, you brat! Mom brought you a late-night snack. Is this how you treat your mother? Get out of here—"

With each heavy impact, his body would shake violently, and in the end, almost his entire body was arched, ready to throw the quilt over him at any time when the ghost outside broke the door and came in. With such a look on his face, he would take the opportunity to escape again!

Under the intense fear, he even ignored the current environment and some subtle sounds, and only knew how to wrap himself up——

Just like every time when watching a live broadcast of a horror game at home, he would wrap himself in a soft quilt, and he would immediately feel safe.

The audience who came from the other side of the Star Network were also like him. They were buried in the quilt and looked at the light screen as if they were facing an enemy. The sense of substitution was too strong and the sense of crisis was overwhelming, so I couldn't help but wrap myself tightly in the quilt.

The audience at the scene was miserable. They were not provided with quilts in the virtual space, so they could only hug themselves tightly and tremble.

[Join a letter to the organizer! We spent 128! Why don't you even give us a quilt? Is there anything that distinguished VIP viewers cannot get? 】

[That’s right, I might as well watch the live broadcast at home! Although I can't substitute the first-person perspective, I have my quilt artifact. Every time I wrap myself in the quilt, I'm not afraid of anything that comes my way! 】

Of course, soon, the audience had a solution——

It is known that some players have already wrapped themselves in quilts. If they go to those live broadcast rooms and take on the first-person perspective of these players, won't they also be able to experience the sense of security surrounded by quilts?

However, the sense of security that the quilt brings to the players in the live broadcast room seems to be greatly weakened compared to the audience who are an entire dimension away.

Even though he was in the soft and warm couple, he was still shaking, as if the temperature of his body was constantly dropping... Wait, this doesn't seem to be an illusion!

I don't know why, but the bed seems to be getting colder.

After being there for so long, the temperature inside the quilt should be higher than the surface temperature of the human body, but the quilt that was warm just now made him shiver with cold, and he couldn't even care about being afraid.

what happened? Has his SAN value dropped too low? When the SAN value dropped before, he also felt an extremely cold breath invading his body, but now it seemed to be different. It was just that the bed was getting colder.

Just when the contestants were brainstorming, suddenly...

To the audience, he suddenly screamed and kicked his feet frantically, looking like he was going crazy.

The players who were originally in the live broadcast room were shocked.

[No, I’ve endured it for so long, why did I break the gong on my own? If you endure it for a while longer, maybe mom will think that no one is gone in the room! 】

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh doesning, family members, come on and play it from the first perspective! So scary, so scary, so scary! 】

Just now, a cold little hand touched the athlete's ankle. The feeling of putting ice cubes in the winter was so sour that it was unimaginable!

Just when he was kicking his feet frantically, trying to kick away the little hand that was grabbing his ankle, he saw that the quilt, which had always been flat, suddenly bulged strangely!

The player suddenly stopped moving.

He opened his eyes desperately, and his eyeballs were already covered with bloodshot eyes, and then he looked straight into his quilt.

A pale little face showed him a big smile, and the sharp shark teeth could still be vaguely seen with the minced meat and bloodshot remains after chewing the raw meat at night.

"Brother disobeys mother and is a bad boy. Wenwen is going to help mother punish brother~"

"what--"

Along with a shrill scream, there was only a heart-wrenching squeak left in the room.

After a while, the quilt became a little flat again.

My sister burped, got out of the quilt, and said sweetly "Thank you, brother."

The mother outside had already stopped knocking on the door, with a strange smile on her face.

"Looks like there's no need to send you midnight snacks." After saying that, she hummed and left in a good mood.

After watching this scene, the barrage cleared for a moment.

A few seconds later, a bloody barrage filled the screen!

【Ah ah ah ah where is the quilt barrier? Where is my quilt boundary? 】

[My quilt...has turned into the shape of my sister (Anxiang.jpg)]

【Family members, help! I feel like a lot of ghosts have lived in my quilt and are crawling on me now. What should I do? ! 】

[Damn Ye Laogou, give me back my sense of security quickly——]