[Comprehensive] This game is unscientific

[What... what's wrong?what happened? 】

[I can't find the picture of the lamp god! 】

【Me too!what happened? ? ? ? 】

[I can't see it either...]

[Is there a bug?Report it to the customer service, I still want to know what happened to the lamp god. 】

[Why is only his picture gone? 】

Someone reported it to the customer service, but the response from the customer service was that there were no problems, and the others did not explain anything.

The audience was crowded, but they couldn't find Chu Zhou's picture, so they had no choice but to watch other people's games for the time being.

But at this time by the sea, Chu Zhou met a person.

The man had long black hair, and because the sky was dark blue, the hair was also slightly blue.His eyebrows and eyes are very attractive, but they contain an inaccessible coldness, like a god.

Wearing a purple robe, there is a huge ghost face behind him, and in his left hand, there is a smoky skull with a hideous face.

Chu Zhou's heart skipped a beat.

That's ssr, - Huang.

In the blink of an eye, Huang already walked over from the vast sea, his face was neither sad nor happy, only a pair of dark eyes looked over, revealing an indescribable coldness.

"Humans," he said.

The voice is also calm and waveless, Qingyue's voice has a majesty of its own.

Huang averted his eyes and set his eyes on Chu Zhou's back.

——I don’t know when, a village appeared there.

It's just that there is no human habitation, as if it has been dilapidated and abandoned for a long time.

Huang's figure moved slightly, and he walked towards there.

Chu Zhou followed without thinking too much.

Huang glanced at him, but didn't stop him.

The village is very close to the sea, and they only walked for a while before they reached the edge of the village.

Chu Zhou glanced, and there was no one in the village, no fireworks, and no sound.Everything was scattered on the ground in a mess, as if it had been washed away by a flood. After years of invasion, it was dilapidated and decayed. When the wind blows, it will disappear with the wind.

Chu Zhou only felt that this place was very desolate, but when Huang looked at the village, he paused and stopped.

Chu Zhou looked sideways and saw Huang stretching out his hand.

That hand was long and slender, as delicate as jade, with just a light touch, something seemed to spread from his eyes and flow into the village.

The abandoned village seems to be injected with vitality at once, the passing sand is sent back by the wind, the decayed door frame is renewed, the sea water flows back, and time is reversed.

The next moment, it was already a normal village.

Chu Zhou looked at all this in shock, but Huang calmly withdrew his hand and walked in.

Chu Zhou also followed in.

Now the village is quiet and peaceful, full of joy and harmony, and the smoke from the kitchen is full of the atmosphere of life.It was in stark contrast to the cold and desolate village just now.

But Chu Zhou was not surprised by this.

He and Huang walked past the people in the village, but no one responded, and they couldn't be seen at all.

Chu Zhou didn't know Huang's purpose and followed behind him.

There was a child chasing and playing mischievously, Chu Zhou couldn't dodge in time, and was about to hit him, but the child penetrated his body without any abnormality.

Chu Zhou turned his head abruptly, staring at the group of children closely.

Nothing unusual.

He's pretty sure he's an entity.

Chu Zhou knelt down and touched the stone-paved road, but it felt like soft sand.

The whole village was an illusion!

Chu Zhou raised his head all of a sudden, and looked at Huang who had stopped in his tracks.

Huang turned back to look at him, eyes drooping slightly, and said the second sentence after meeting.

"It's coming soon."

What's coming up?

Chu Zhou couldn't figure it out, but Huang didn't say anything, so he could only wait.

Perhaps because of the phantom, the time here has changed very quickly. It was a sunny day just now, and now it is a cold and gloomy night.

The air seemed to be filled with a cold breath.

The positions of Chu Zhou and the others have also changed. At the moment they are standing outside a room, and inside the room is a small child.

The child was very thin, and the exposed skin was covered with scars. Chu Zhou couldn't help but wonder how many shocking scars there should be on the covered body.

The child was huddled up, sitting on the ground, looking out the window.

There were still wet tears on his face, and his eyes were full of sadness, mixed with a little hope.The direction he was looking at was Chu Zhou and Huang, but because it was just an illusion, he couldn't see anyone, so he could only fall asleep sobbing.

Huang looked at the child, with a cold smile on his face, he said softly, "Naive."

He knew what the other party was thinking. He hoped that his prophecy would be more accurate, and that the people in the village would stop beating him.

Huang's eyes are dark, like an ancient well and deep pool in the night, and he faintly thinks of——

Those hopes will soon turn into despair.

Time shifted again, and it was daytime again.

The atmosphere in the village was lively and joyful, and Chu Zhou finally figured out what was going on.

The village was born by the sea, but it was always hit by tsunamis. Under the pious prayers of the people in the village, the gods bestowed gifts.

——A child with precognitive abilities.

He knows everything, everything that will happen, as small as when the butterflies will fall by the window, as big as when the tsunami will come, he knows everything.

The people in the village respect him because of this, and everyone lives in peace.

Chu Zhou thought of the child covered in scars that night.

What happened afterward?

It's night again.

Chu Zhou saw the child huddled in a corner, and the lights outside the house were brightly lit, and people gradually gathered outside the door, making a lot of noise, and everyone in the village came.

They stayed outside the door, discussing something excitedly.

Chu Zhou only heard the word "Sea God", but he couldn't hear the others clearly.

A trace of indifference flashed in Huang's eyes.

The child in the room obviously heard it too, his eyes were full of horror, and the tears flowed more and more unconsciously. He was choked up, but he didn't dare to cry loudly.

But after all, he could not escape his fate.

Someone pushed open the door.