I Forged the Myth of the Old Ones

He doesn't know now whether he is an ordinary citizen who came to play games, or a gangster thug who grew up in the abandoned city.

Keyboard Man saw the gangster npc and shook his head, he was relieved.

But the other party's next sentence made the Keyboard Man's heart suddenly pull up again.

"There are no children. There are no children in this place. The one just now is not a human being."

===437. Sleeping on the coffin board at the beginning of the secret room adventure===

The camera switches, from the warehouse where the gangsters are located, to a dark place suddenly.

This first perspective seems to be in a confined space, with only a little light source provided by the night shooting function to illuminate the surroundings.

This perspective is a 24-year-old graduate student from Jiangcheng University.

"This is where?"

He felt a little puzzled, he himself was a mental patient, and sometimes he would see some strange things, but the current environment, after all, couldn't be regarded as the result of mental problems, right?

The mentally ill brother seems to be in a cabinet.

He reached out and felt the "wall" in front of him seemed to be made of wood. When he knocked, he made a crisp sound.

dong dong dong-

He knocked outside and called twice, but there was no response.

In the live broadcast room, the barrage of this scene changed again.

[Guys, this time I escaped from a real secret room, and I didn’t even move]

[I just saw that there seemed to be some scratches on the wooden board in front, did it have something written on it? 】

[It's not easy to kick, it can't be a coffin, right? 】

【I'm even more curious about how he came in, didn't he all come in by himself? 】

[It's all gone, he will sleep here for the next three days, so don't read it]

[Others either have a place to live, or have an npc to act together, only him, not even a place to stand, it's too miserable! 】

The mentally ill brother reached out and groped on the wooden board, and soon felt some grooves and lines.

He felt it carefully with his fingers before he vaguely figured out the words.

"help me?"

He read aloud, suddenly startled.

"This is a coffin? This is a coffin!!!"

"The writing on it was carved with the fingernails of the person lying in the coffin!"

He screamed and panicked immediately.

Either way, it's always a scary thing to put someone in a coffin.

Not to mention that the door of the coffin didn't move at all, as if it was blocked by something, which made people even more flustered.

bang bang bang --

He hammered the coffin boards hard, but no one responded at all.

At this moment, he felt a little hot around him.

This is December, even in the airtight coffin board, the temperature was originally very low, but now, the mentally ill brother feels much hotter.

The heat came from behind him, penetrated the coffin panels, and made him sweat.

"What is so hot"

When he asked this sentence, he suddenly realized his situation.

"This is the cremator???"

His voice became hoarse.

It was getting hotter and hotter, and his struggles were getting stronger, but it didn't help.

"Let me out, let me out!!!"

he growled.

At this time, the audience watching the live broadcast was eating melons and watching the show.

[Wow, tense, exciting, exciting]

【He acted really well, I think he is the ghost arranged by Lu Jian】

[What, there is a ghost inside?Where is he? 】

[The words in this coffin are quite real, if I didn't know it was a game, I would have believed it]

[This first perspective is really exciting, the tension is full, I want to try it a bit]

[The other players lost money, this is the real escape room]

[Claustrophobic patients say it's fucked! 】

[Mystery solving, how can this person only ask for help but not solve riddles, there are words on it, there must be a way to solve it]

[This wave of land stumbled for a whole second]

Naturally, the mentally ill brother can't see the barrage, otherwise, even if he usually talks elegantly, he would have to scold you if you do it.

He felt that the surrounding temperature must have exceeded forty degrees, and his clothes were soaked in sweat, making him feel anxious and frightened.

I have heard before that in some countries with backward medical technology, there will be news that people are sent to the mortuary before they are dead, and they jump up when they are cremated.

Now he didn't expect that he became the protagonist in the news, and he was still the one who was pressed in the coffin!

The temperature rose, and finally only fear and madness remained in his eyes.

"You are all going to die, all of you are going to die, all of you are going to die!"

"Let me go, let me go, save me, save me, I don't want to die yet!"

"Who will open it, me, me, me!"

As he was swearing, he suddenly heard a rattling sound from outside.

It seems that something has been opened.

"Who, who? Hurry up, I'm here"

His mouth was dry, and then he felt the coffin he was in being pulled out, and he hit his head.

bang-

The coffin fell to the ground, and the mentally ill brother felt a huge impact on his back, and the whole coffin was broken, and he hurriedly struggled to get up from it.

Looking back, the mentally ill brother looked at the coffin.

He found that the boards were really burning.

There is still fire in the crematorium.

In other words, if I hadn't been pulled out just now, I'm afraid I would have really burned?

Uh, there's something wrong with pulling that statement out.

"Fuck, I'm scared to death"

He turned to look at the person who pulled out the coffin.

Coincidentally, they are acquaintances.

One of them is a policewoman from Europol, and the other is a delivery boy, both of whom are players.

At least you don't have to worry about getting killed at the beginning?

The mentally ill brother has forgotten that he was almost killed by the opening just now.

"Should we be companions?"

he asked.

"According to the setting, the three of us should know each other."

The policewoman spoke in French, and the words, translated in real time, flowed into the ears of the other two.

"I am a mercenary, and I am very effective in fighting in the wild."

"You? A mercenary?"

The mentally ill brother looked at the policewoman, and if she wore a police uniform, she would kill her.

It's a pity that I didn't wear it.

"Do you want to try?"

The policewoman raised her hand, although she was slender, she could see the muscles.

It's okay for one person to beat them both.

"My setting is a policeman."

The delivery guy glanced at the policewoman.

"The news we just got is that you secretly investigated the corpse and were locked in the coffin. You need to find the correct coffin to rescue you."

"Thank you so much, I didn't expect it to burn and almost died!"

For the rest of his life after the catastrophe, the mentally ill brother felt much refreshed.

"By the way, is that npc in the back? Why do you keep looking at this side?"

He pointed behind the two people.

There, stood a child with thinning hair, the same pale face, shriveled body, wearing shabby clothes, with a decayed and rusty lock hanging around his neck.

She appeared to be a girl, with black eyes, looking this way.

"people?"