Please Call Me Lord God

It is only their natural instincts as primates who secretly remind them that there is an unimaginable threat in this room.

Wu Sunhai feels slow in this respect. He has experienced some abnormalities, but he doesn't know where they came from.

At this time he scratched his hair and thought about it before opening his mouth: "The ceiling under Room 302 is leaking and there seems to be stains on the ceiling. I want to ask what's going on your side, and Grandma Liu's cat is missing. I want to ask Did you see it? "

"Water leaks from the ceiling downstairs? That's weird ... I have nothing upstairs!"

The pale face emerging from the door didn't have much expression, and that face had only indifference.

"... As for the cat, I haven't seen it either. I've talked about it before, but I haven't seen it for a while."

The male resident in Room 402 was pulling the door open little by little. The door was red, and when it opened, it made a harsh noise, which made people's hair burst.

男人 This man's voice is not loud, but he can fall into their ears word by word.

"... you can come in and see."

The yamen opened, it was an invisible invitation. The door finally revealed what the room looked like, which surprised a few people.

The house was completely different from what they had imagined. It was an empty room with few pieces of furniture, and the walls were clean, and the dust was invisible. The curtains on the balcony not far away were firmly pulled, only revealing the dim light outside, which was the dim light of dusk.

"I'm planning to move recently. It's all empty. As you can see, there's nothing here."

"Move ?!" Everyone looked at each other.

"Yeah! But now I'm not in a hurry, just clear things out first."

The man in the cricket room explained, he glanced at the crowd with a wonderful look.

"Yes, do you still have anything?"

"and many more!"

The man on the third floor is burly and taller than Sun Wuhai. When he opened the door in Room 402, his whole body shrank. At this moment, he finally thought of his own intention and stood up immediately.

"I'm downstairs in Room 302. We have a mess on the ceiling. You should always ..."

"Don't hurry."

That pale, bloodless face, with a bland, undulating tone, spoke slowly and mechanically: "You go back and check to see what it looks like on the ceiling. If there is a problem, you go to find The landlord will come and take a look. After all, the apartment is the landlord, and if there is a situation, I need to tell the other party. "

The words fluttered so that the man on the third floor didn't hesitate, turned around and went downstairs. He didn't want to talk to the tenant in room 402 anymore. He was urging him to leave as soon as possible.

I didn't feel that my frequent beating heart balanced out until he rushed downstairs.

见 "Hell! What happened upstairs, as if I were staying there, I was always upset."

Grandma Liu and Xiaoqin also showed an unknown look and returned to the house next door.

Sun Wuhai glanced at the empty room 403 with a look of doubt.

他们 When they walked away, the door of Room 403 was also closed tightly, and a slamming noise was heard.

(There seems to be something wrong with this room 403 ...)

Sun Wuhai's intuition conveyed a signal to him, but he didn't pay much attention, just flashed the thought in his heart.

Finally, he also turned away and walked to the rent-a-house 401 he rented.

Since Wu got up, Sun Wuhai didn't plan to continue to sleep.

打算 He intends to take a shower first, continue to braille on the computer, make a cup of coffee by the way, and call for a takeaway.

伍 The moment he came to the bathroom near the mirror, Sun Wuhai trembled, and inexplicable fear burst into his eyes.

No--! What was wrong just now.

It is now close to seven o'clock. At this usual time, the sun has already set.

But if you read it right.

外界 The balcony of Room 402 can let out the setting sun.

This, how is this possible? No, it should just be wrong.

He desperately comforted himself, thinking that he must have read it wrong, but even if he did so, he could not eliminate the strange feelings in the room.

It is like a scratch on the glass. Even if you usually ignore it, it does not mean that the scratch does not exist.

For the time being, the situation of Sun Wuhai will not be mentioned, the tall fat man on the third floor on the other side will also go to Room 302.

他 When he returned to his home, he frowned and glanced at the ceiling fan on the ceiling. The green stain that was originally in that direction disappeared.

It's hard to believe ... it's just an illusion. There are no blurred green stains on the ceiling.

He shook his head, and never thought about it again. Forget it, since he read it wrong, he can no longer find someone to trouble.

"Oh, I guess they want to break their heads and don't understand what happened."

Qi Luqi appeared strangely behind the man, and for a while, he also appeared behind Sun Wuhai in Room 403, like a ghost, watching the two's behavior quietly.

I know they have no extra actions, Lu Qi finally relieved.

His ghost floated in the air, and the man stayed nearby, but Lu Qi just waved his hand. The entire room 302 seemed to be shrouded in mist, and when Lu Qi waved his hand ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ all Everything has changed.

Something invisible was torn apart, and the scenery of the house changed.

First of all, there was a foul odor coming out, which was caused by the mutated state on the ceiling.

A large amount of green fungus spreads out from the center of the ceiling, slowly corroding nearby.

绿色 These green fungus velvets penetrate outward, and the surface is covered with wrinkles, just like a pile of flesh covered with green blood. A few drops of sticky pus drip from the ceiling onto the concrete floor.

And all this, the man turned a blind eye, or can be said to be indifferent. This is entirely because he really "sees nothing".

The information captured by the retinas of his eyes was tampered with by invisible forces, and the seeds of falsification penetrated deep into his consciousness. At the same time, it was also mixed with the consciousness of other ordinary people in this building implanted with fiction seeds. Formed a stable field of illusions.

Qi Luqi calls it the "fantasy world", which is the product of the combination of human subconsciousness and the power of fiction. As long as he is within this range, he can use everyone's subconscious mind to complement the range of hallucinations.

Using the power of fiction to pass out a deliberately created image illusion, which takes more time.

Therefore, Lu Qi used the fantasy seeds to make corrections more effectively.

In other words, let people subconsciously complete the atmosphere of hallucinations.

In other words, provide some memory fragments to make the brain automatically generate hallucinations, and strengthen these hallucinations, so that the hallucinations can be seamless.

Also, when more people are affected by hallucinations, their consciousness can be superimposed on each other, and the illusions can be blended with each other.

The fantasy world will make good use of everyone's hallucinations to make the hallucinations more real and blur the line between reality and illusion.