A Midnight Escape Story for Farmers

The sudden shock made him almost roll backwards.

"what happened?"

The other people next to each other also stretched their heads over to take a look.Zhao Jun said, "Whose photos, why are they posted on notebooks? Do ordinary people post photos on notebooks?"

Fang Shiqing regained his composure and looked at the opened page again.

It turned out that it was just an illusion produced under the dual effects of dim light and psychology.The face in the photo is indeed exactly the same as that monster, but it is obviously full of vitality and vitality, and the smile is natural; it is probably... the appearance of the boss when he was still alive.

This person is very young, wearing a long-sleeved shirt, standing in front of a blooming winter jasmine, smiling shyly, looks like an ordinary college student.

"I guess he is the final boss of this dungeon," Fang Shiqing said, "I saw his face just now, and it is exactly the same as this photo."

"You are too courageous, you dare to look at his face..." Zhao Jun smiled wryly, "So is this notebook his? Why did he put a photo in it?"

"It's not difficult to understand." You Qingyu took the notebook over, and tapped the fixed objects on the four corners of the photo, which were four small triangle stickers.

"Did you see this? It's called a corner sticker, which is specially used to fix photos like this. It is generally used for couples or family DIY creative photo albums, and is also widely used in hand-book making. You see, the title page uses I wrote the words with a beautiful pen, and traced the frame with a colored pen, so this should be a handbook."

"... Pocket account?"

This concept has been very popular in recent years, and Zhao Jun has heard about it, but he obviously doesn't understand it.

He looked at the photo on the notebook again, frowned and said, "You mean the kind of diary with fancy paintings? But isn't it all little girls like to mess with? This boss is a man."

"Which era are you stereotyped?" You Qingyu sneered, "The so-called handbook is essentially a notepad for self-planning, ranging from daily schedules and moods to life's expectations. It is recorded in a beautiful and beautiful way. This is just an attitude towards life, so what is the difference between men and women?"

"Okay, anyway, this book must belong to that person." Fang Shiqing was afraid that they would quarrel again, so he quickly brought the topic back to the right track, "Let's look at the content, the form is not important."

Above the photo, the owner of the book neatly transcribed a famous quote in very beautiful handwriting, and wrote a date: "It will be opened in the spring of XX, this is my third handbook, I hope I can keep the good habit of recording. "

"This date...was about 20 years ago," Zeng Xin sighed, "Did the hand-book culture be popularized in this game decades ago?"

Fang Shiqing simply flipped through a few pages, and quickly understood the background of the owner of the book.

"He's a college student. He seems to be studying architecture. Here's something about staying up late to draw pictures, oh..." He pointed to one of the pages, "His girlfriend is in the same major as him, and they are quite close .”

Here is a photo of him and his girlfriend, the golden boy and the jade girl, with sweet smiles.

"The architecture department of a prestigious school is very difficult." You Qingyu sighed endlessly, "I also want to study architecture, but no matter what, I can't learn to draw, and I can't learn at all."

"Ah, yes, here is his future plan." Fang Shiqing then flipped back and found a page with an obviously different format, "I have already found an internship unit, and I already have a goal for the company I want to enter in the future... That's amazing, this lad."

"Of course it's amazing, now he can scare the shit out of us just by opening his eyes." Zhao Jun sighed.

Having said that, several people have already made some guesses.

This boss is probably the architect who died innocently in the tragedy that happened in the abandoned building.

I just don't know, what happened to him later, how did it evolve into the deformed look now?

Fang Shiqing continued to flip through, and quickly skipped some irrelevant daily records.This handbook is very well done, the words are well written, the pictures are beautiful, and the style is simple and elegant, which attracted You Qingyu's admiration, saying that if you take a photo and post it on social software, you will definitely attract a lot of fans.

After reading a few more articles, Fang Shiqing frowned.

"His girlfriend... broke up with him."

There is no decoration on this handbook, only densely packed small characters are filled with the painful thoughts of the young boy.

The breakup was brought up by the woman on the grounds that the man did not care enough about her.

The two have the same major, so they naturally know each other's academic requirements. However, the boy spent too much spare time on internships and learning knowledge in private, and did not pay much attention to the girl.

This reason sounds a little contrived, but the owner of the handbook wrote full of sadness: "I am very sad, but she is right. I really don't care about her, and I don't love her that much. I really love her." The only thing that matters is my designs and my works—I probably will never be able to give the same love to a specific person.”

"...The Department of Architecture is science and engineering, right?" Zhao Jun said, "Why does it feel like he's just like an artist, crazy."

Although he himself said so, the breakup with his girlfriend obviously dealt a big blow to him, and the records for a period of time afterwards seemed very thin, often only with schedules and underlines, without comments and moods.

His study schedule is very full. In addition to school work, he also made various private reading plans.Fang Shiqing recalled his college life, and felt that he didn't even spend one-third of the time spent studying for the other party.

Even You Qingyu was surprised: "I think I'm a good student who works hard, but I'm still far behind him."

Fang Shiqing thought, can this be compared?Even if You Qingyu is a motivated top student, he always has time to rest and have fun, read novels and play cute cp games, but the owner of the handbook does not have any entertainment. His life seems to be only studying and drawing.

Looking through these records of hard study, the entire handbook has been turned over more than half.

"Ah, he's starting an internship."

After the internship started, his mood improved a lot, and he seemed very happy to be exposed to the actual work.The content during this period has been written in a lot of detail, but most of it is related to majors. No one here can understand it, so I skipped it.

After turning to the last few pages, Fang Shiqing stopped again.

"He graduated, and..."

He touched those words and sighed with complicated emotions.

"And took over the first job in my life."

There should not be too many opportunities for a new architect to be able to independently and completely take charge of a project, but this person just caught up with one.

At that time, the mayor of Fengyue Town was anxious to find someone to work for. Fengyue Town was too remote, and the money was scarce, so most companies were not willing to do it, so he seized the opportunity and volunteered to come here.

"What a memorable day, a big day in my life and a second start in my life!" he wrote emotionally, "Didn't expect to have the opportunity to turn my design into reality so soon!

"Although the scale is a bit small, it doesn't matter, this is just the beginning. It's just a building in a remote town. Sooner or later, I will be able to design the Capitol! I can't wait to see that building built, alas, I’m so excited just thinking about it in my head, no, I need to calm down. Otherwise, I’m afraid I won’t live until the day when the building is completed, and I’ll burst my blood vessels and die.”

——This is the last article of the entire journal.

After reading it, several people fell into a subtle silence again.

If the silence before was out of fear and fatigue, now it's out of pity.

The records in this handbook are so vivid and real, but the young man who wrote these words with a dream in his heart has become—— that.

His life is forever frozen at the moment of death, and his most anticipated debut novel has become an unfinished project with no progress for decades... The world is so unreasonable.

"He's really pitiful..." Zeng Xin pursed her lips, and her eyes became watery again, "Oh, I think I can understand why he has to stay and be a boss. Not reconciled."

Fang Shiqing also felt a little sad, but he didn't get too involved in the drama.Speaking of which, this is just a game, and these are just the background settings of the BOSS. Unfortunately, it is unfortunate, and there is no need for players to be overly emotional.

He closed the notebook: "As for the identity of the BOSS, the handbook is very clear. But the more important content—that is, how to deal with this BOSS, we still don't know."

"Hey, I think it's really unrealistic for us to 'deal' with that thing," Zhao Jun rubbed his brows and said, "It's just a monster, and it's a messy and scary monster. Even Xiao... who is right? It, of course, has nothing to do with it.”

Fang Shiqing didn't like to hear what he said, but he couldn't refute it, after all, he didn't have a deep understanding of the strength of the boss.

"If you want to solve the boss, you don't have to use violence, right?" Zeng Xin thought for a while and said, "Maybe, we can find a way to... save him? Anyway, he is pitiful."

"Transcendence—is to solve the obsession of the ghost during its lifetime." You Qingyu looked at the simple four walls, "What is its obsession, is this building?...By the way, Zeng Xin, you have been in the building recently. Shall we rebuild this unfinished building?"

"Well, but..." Zeng Xin was a little frustrated, "Before this reconstruction, the design drawings were revised by someone. After all, his design was more than 20 years ago, and it is not very different from the current society..."

"...So that's why. That's why he created a dungeon and repaired his own building every night."

Several people sighed heavily again.

The existing information is too little to discuss more, but it can be regarded as a big breakthrough. The players finally roughly determined the background of the dungeon, and also knew what the main body of the monster they were going to face was.

The acquisition of new information gave the players a shot in the arm, calmed the frightened hearts slightly, and gave everyone hope to continue.

After resting for a while, the four of them finally set off and went up the stairs to the second floor of the abandoned building.

When stepping into the second floor through the stairwell, the familiar viscous feeling came again.So Fang Shiqing knew that they cut into a new scene again.

——The situation on the second floor was beyond the expectations of all players.

"Why are there lights here?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.Although the space in front of him was still dim, a low-wattage incandescent light bulb was indeed lit at intervals on the ceiling above his head.

In some places, the light bulbs were clearly broken, flickering erratically; in some places, they had simply collapsed, but in any case, it was much better than the complete darkness of the first floor.

The issue is--

"That's impossible," Zeng Xin said immediately, "There's no plumbing in this building, so there's no way there's electricity."

Unless the monster here built a generator himself and wired it all over the floor, it was impossible.

"Okay, don't be serious," Fang Shiqing reminded, "Everyone, don't forget, this is just a game after all: as long as the producer says it's possible, there's nothing wrong with it, and even unrealistic situations can happen."

Whether there is electricity or not, the things to be done are always the same.

Because the light here is a little better, a few people can see farther, so they don't have to walk pitifully against the wall, but can go closer to the center.

The collapse here is more serious than on the first floor. In addition to cracks, large holes appear from time to time on the floor.

The surroundings are very quiet, only the hissing sound of light bulbs flickering.Several people picked a good place to walk along the way, and when they approached the center of the hall, they made a strange discovery.

——A curved metal double sliding door is wide open. Behind the door is a small box-shaped space, with dark passages up and down, bottomless.

Simply put, it's an elevator door.