Give interstellar players a little bit of female ghost shock

The audience in the live broadcast room didn't know what Anzhi was thinking, they only saw her suddenly standing there, motionless.

Time was flying by minute by second, but Anzhi didn't seem to be in any hurry. If the ground wasn't dirty and cold, she might have sat on the floor, but the audience watching her live broadcast was anxious to death.

[Sister An, do you have any ideas that you can think about after we get down the mountain? Don't you feel unsafe here? Doesn't the wind feel cold on your face? 】

[Yeah, it’s true that the players are not worried about the audience. Don’t forget, there are only three hours now, and it’s still three hours in the game! The rescue team said they would wait up to half an hour after the car arrived. If no one came, they wouldn't care! 】

[Family members, I don’t think you need to be too anxious. You can have more confidence in Sister An. Let’s think about it carefully, has there been a similar situation before? Then we were all slapped in the face by Sister An. 】

【…】

【grass! That makes sense! 】

The audience remembered the various situations in which they had been slapped in the face before, and stayed in the live broadcast room cursing, waiting to see what their favorite anchor was going to do.

in the game.

Anzhi took a deep breath and unconsciously grabbed Su Wen's arm.

She knew that the mother-in-law was delirious and it was impossible to discuss it with her. But at this moment, she still felt an indescribable urge to discuss with her mother-in-law what to do next.

…It would be nice if she had someone by her side now that she could discuss things with.

Players too. NPCs are good too.

Anzhi never thought that he was a very smart person, but his mobility might be slightly stronger.

She hadn't felt this kind of loneliness and powerlessness for a long time, but now she experienced it all over the place in this wilderness.

Misfortunes never come singly, and just when she felt a rare sense of powerlessness in her heart because of her bleak future, she began to feel her skin itching.

Grandma Su Wen, who was holding her hand, began to shiver, and she also felt the loss of warmth in her arm.

Anzhi had a vague premonition in her heart. She touched her hand and Su Wen's, and found that the touch on the back of the hand was strange. The skin seemed to be hardening and turned into something similar to scales, and there were even sticky spots. Mucus oozes from beneath the crust.

Her heart sank slightly.

After hesitating for two seconds, Anzhi opened his eyes slightly again, and the thing growing on the back of his hand immediately came into view——

Although he only looked at it for a moment before his eyes closed again, the picture was deeply imprinted in Anzhi's mind.

It was a blue-black scale that looked a bit like... fish scales.

The moment she saw this thing clearly, Anzhi thought she would be so shocked that she couldn't think clearly, but she never expected that her brain was still running calmly at this moment.

It is known that she is a pure human being, and it is impossible for a human body to have fish scales, so what are those?

...Or, is she gradually turning into something now?

After thinking about it, there is no result.

And Anzhi had already felt a similar itching on her arm. She didn't need to lift her sleeve to take a look, but she knew what was growing on it.

At this moment, Granny Su Wen's choking sounds of fear, as well as the terrified voices of the audience in another dimension after discovering that the player was undergoing a mutation, could not reach her ears.

Her ears couldn't even tolerate the whistling wind, and she could only vaguely think of Sheng Qingye's voice, which seemed like a world away.

She used her rusty brain to think for a moment. This seemed to be the conversation she had with Sheng Qingye before the finals started.

"...So, is there really no secret to playing horror games?"

Anzhi, who had just finished his daily training, wiped the sweat beads on Leng Li's eyebrows and looked curiously at his partner who was half leaning on the bed watching a movie.

Although she initially joined this horror game league just because she wanted to play new and interesting horror games, now that she has come to this point, she inevitably has a desire to compete.

But she knew that she was not a resourceful person, so she hoped to get some experience tips from Sheng Qingye.

The girl with a fair face turned off the light screen, looked towards her, and thought carefully.

"Actually, there's nothing much to tell you. You've already done a great job."

Anzhi was a little flattered.

When she first partnered with Sheng Qingye, she often received comments from her as a "simple-minded violent maniac".

I didn't expect that in just over a year, I would get such praise-like comments from her mouth.

"Playing games is nothing more than that. As long as you stick to the main line and think about whether this move can help the main line every step you take, you don't have to worry about going off track."

... But this sentence is useless now. She knows that the main mission is to wait for rescue and has not strayed. But with her eyes closed, how on earth should she go down the mountain?

There are also the abnormalities after Malanqin's death, and the fish scales that suddenly protruded from his hands...

A mess of things are entangled together. No matter how you look at it, these things have nothing to do with waiting for rescue, right?

Anzhi rubbed her temples with a headache. In a daze, she felt that the voice in her memory seemed to become two points clearer.

"Sometimes, when players are in the game, they feel like they have no way to start. That is essentially because the clues given by the game are too confusing and disorganized, making it difficult to distinguish the priorities... Sometimes this happens because The level of designers is too poor and it is difficult to highlight the key points, and sometimes it is a deliberate smoke bomb."

As Sheng Qingye talked about it, he seemed to get excited and sat up completely.

After Anzhi heard this, his brows furrowed.

"So how do I tell the difference between the two situations?"

Sheng Qingye seemed to have heard some joke, and the corners of his lips curved slightly.

"Why should we distinguish? For players in both cases, the solution is the same - that is to see which aspect is emphasized in the game."

"No game will give too many plots to the branch lines when the main line is not yet clear. The real main line that the designer wants to highlight must be painted with great color and care. As long as you recognize this, you can find the real main line. Got the clue."

Anzhi's eyelashes trembled slightly, feeling the scales gradually growing out of her own flesh and blood.

I don’t want to go to the village entrance and wait to die.

This thought suddenly flashed through her mind. It was as light as a feather, but it couldn't be ignored.

Although it sounded a bit crazy, she suddenly didn't want to go down the mountain and wait for the rescue team.

Anyway, scales are starting to grow on her body. When the rescue team comes, God knows if she is still human and can pass the level.

Now that things have come to this, she wants to go upstream...to find out the "real murderer" hidden behind Malanqin!