[Quick Transit] After flirting with the sickly boss

The paper grabbed Luo He, and just started to pull, the ghost hand became even more angry, one person and one ghost were like a tug-of-war match, and Luo He in the middle was the poor rope.

In the game, the ghost is not better than the player just by setting the upper class. The paper is no better than the ghost. No matter how hard you try, the ghost will pull Luo He's upper body into it.

Luo He only felt trapped in a cold darkness, unable to see or touch anything, and even holding his hand with the paper lost its temperature.

Two pieces of cold lips pressed against his, slightly bit his lower lip, and quickly parted.

"Keep away from people, it's scary when I go mad."

The ghost's lips were cold, and so was his voice, like a gust of cold air going straight from his ears to his heart, making Luo He's scalp numb from the cold.

Pulling the paper hard, it happened to pull Luo He's darkness to release the force, and Luo He fell to the ground.

Luo He quickly got up from the ground, not daring to get closer to the wall, and stood upright in the middle of the road.

The paper saw that nothing happened to him, and he breathed a sigh of relief, "Be careful, this place is more dangerous than the intact mirror passage."

Luo He immediately admitted his mistake, "My, my, have you tried this wall before?"

Paper: "I won't try a place that is so dangerous at first glance. It's easy to trigger a kill." He sighed, "We may have really had an accident."

Or rather, something went wrong with the game.

Luo He reacted very quickly, if it weren't for the fact that ghosts can appear everywhere in this mirror room, he wouldn't be so frightened that he lost his mind.

At this moment, he stabilized a little, and immediately discovered the purpose of the paper bringing him here.

"When the player dies in the game, the corpse will be refreshed after 3 minutes, and only the unbound objects that are carried with him will remain, and it has been so long since what you told me, and the corpse is still here, This is not normal." Luo He said, "After all, it is a competition, and the corpses of the eliminated players will be left behind, and the fans will send blades to the competition."

"Yes, I suspect that there is a problem with the game, and it is a problem that the competition party cannot solve." The paper said: "We should be trapped in this game."

He rubbed his forehead, and he also had a headache.

Luo He nodded, and the next second he realized what this meant, his face turned pale.

The players are left in the game, so isn't this ghost the most powerful existence before clearing the level and destroying the boss.

So is he still alive?

Luo He thought of a worse thing.

"If it's just a problem with the game, the competition team will contact professionals to solve it. According to the security settings of the virtual reality, as long as the outside world forces the game to stop, we can be let out, but the game is still going on, unless outsiders can't stop it at all. game, or dare not stop playing."

Juanzi pondered for a moment, "You mean, the incident ten years ago?"

Luo He nodded.

Ten years ago, virtual reality technology was not as mature as it is now.

At that time, a new game from a major game company was launched, and a thousand places for the internal test were released. The data in the internal test of the game was hijacked, and all the internal test players were trapped in the game. Finally, it was found out that the crime was committed by a mad couple of hackers.

1000 people rescued 99 people.

The remaining person didn't die in the game, but was dismembered by the hacker couple and put into the game cabin in reality, connecting the last remaining thinking and active brain to the game, giving him the last hope of life.

Then close the game cabin directly, resulting in his complete death.

In the end, the game maker lost a lot of money, and its reputation plummeted. The hacker couple was given a humane death penalty—returning their body with their own way, and they were executed after being caught and brought to justice.

Luo He's voice was a little dry, "I suspect that the BOSS of the mirror house is based on the deceased in the incident ten years ago. During the game, the data of all players were hijacked. Closing the game cabin directly and letting us log out would lead to our death, so Just waiting to catch the culprit, this is a complete repeat of what happened a decade ago."

"Maybe the situation will be more optimistic than we thought. Since the outside world is working hard for us, we should work harder when we are trapped in the game."

The paper quickly cheered up, and he patted Luo He on the shoulder, trying to calm Luo He down in this way.

In Luo He's mind, these two dead players were already real deaths.

But the paper had already said so, and he should have guessed it, so Luo He didn't say any more, and slowly squatted down.

This environment is too unfriendly to him.

scary ghost.

It is disgusting to see too many overwhelming mirrors.

I also remembered the pictures of dismembered corpses that were secretly circulated in the case ten years ago.

Thinking that this might be the prototype of the ghost he was fascinated by, he couldn't help feeling distressed.

"Speaking of which, I've always been curious, why are you afraid of ghosts?"

Luo He froze, and said helplessly: "I'm afraid there is no reason for some things."

The paper saw that Luo He didn't want to say anything, so he didn't ask further, "Let's go after resting, I have an idea."

Luo He said, "I also have an idea."

Paper: "You speak first."

Luohe dead fish eye: "I stayed outside the door of the mirror room for half an hour at first, and nothing happened. It was the ghost who pretended to be Wei Nanfeng and invited me to form a team to trick me in. I think it may be a safe area, or else Let's find a way to go back and squat."

examination paper:"???"

Luo He murmured loudly with a guilty conscience: "I'm really scared! He just stared at me and made fun of me, do you know that you have never encountered a ghost before!"

"Then it's better if you keep it. Let me tell you, if the BOSS is based on the victim of that incident, and the box you open is full of stumps and bindings, it means that it was given to you by a ghost." of."

Luo He immediately got up and walked back: "No, then I have to go back."

As soon as the test paper was pulled, the weak chicken Luohe couldn't move: "Let's not talk about whether you can open the door and go out. After you go out, you will be there alone, and the ghost will probably look for you alone. That is not a safe zone, a safe zone Only in the mirror room."

Luohe; "..."

Do not play games like this!

Luohe burst into tears.

Before Juanzi fell in love, he felt the tiredness of his old father.

"What are you afraid of, Dad will protect you."

Luo He: "???"

The paper coughed in embarrassment, "Slip of tongue."

Luo He twitched the corners of his mouth, "I can do it too, be good, follow Dad, and bring you delicious food and spicy food."

The paper immediately responded: "OK."

Luo He: "..."

With such a big son, what else can he do besides clearing the customs and destroying the boss early to turn this place into a safe area, and then waiting for rescue from the outside world?

Luo He took out his eyes from his trouser pocket, and the eyeballs had changed from gray-black to completely black, and the eyeballs that almost merged with the black eyeballs were staring at him dissatisfied.

Luo He kissed each other.

The blackness faded visibly to the naked eye, and the eyeballs rolled around, as if shy.

When kissing those lips, Luo He felt that he was being squeezed.

"As long as you don't scare me, we can live in peace."

He ticked off his severed finger, not knowing whether to agree or reject.

Luo He put away these limbs, gave him a thumbs up silently on the paper, and wrote with a heavy expression—brother, you sacrificed too much.

Currently the only source of clues are treasure chests.

The two started looking for Jingmen from the road that the paper had never been to, and every treasure box they found was opened by Luo He. Sure enough, the password of each treasure box was Luo He's birthday, and all the things that were opened were stumps, which meant that it was also a treasure chest. almost.

Every hour, Luo He would kiss these incomparably real props one by one.

His lips were stained with bloodstains that couldn't be wiped clean, and his already exquisite face showed an extraordinarily sultry beauty and danger. The paper could not help but feel frightened after looking at him a few more times, for fear that he would become Not so straight anymore.

Luo He didn't realize it, "Speaking of which, why are your hands so cold?"

Paper: "It can be adjusted before entering the game. It is very beneficial to adjust the body temperature to the lowest level in horror games. For example, in the third and seventh rounds before, I also want to ask why your hands are so hot."

Luo He muttered: "There is really such a setting. As a ghost, you know more than the players, too much!"

When the No. 20 box was opened, Luo He had almost assembled a head and a hand. He assembled the head and held it in his arms, gnawing on the biscuits tiredly, and the crumbs of the biscuits fell on the ghost's head.

Luo He was mainly tired, and the mirrors around him seemed to be mentally polluted. After staring at them for a long time, he wanted to poke himself blind.

The condition of the paper was much better than his, and he went forward.

Luo He finished eating the biscuits, patted the scum off his head, and sighed long while hugging his head.

There was also a soft sigh in his ear.

The surrounding mirror walls stretched out blue and white ghost hands, and attacked Luo He. Luo He ran away, but couldn't match the speed of the ghost hands, and his face was tied into a rice dumpling by a bunch of hands.

Two ghostly hands took out the head from his arms and held it forward.

A hand as white as jade took the head, hugged it like Luo He, and walked towards Luo He.

Luo He's eyes widened in shock.

Fuck? !Have you seen this face before?

When Luo He turned his head and saw himself in the mirror, he was instantly stunned.

This time, the ghost copied not someone else but him.

From height to clothes to face, Luo He was perfectly copied.

The same face, on his face, is full of peach blossoms, while on the ghost's body, it is a gloomy and beautiful boy, with completely different temperaments.

Luo He almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

"You...don't come here!"

"Get away from me!"

"Brother Jing, if you mess with me, fuck me, don't use my face!"

The most frightening thing is that his hormones can be secreted crazily when facing his own face, he really can't stand the stimulation.

"No," the ghost smiled, "Brother Jing? Your name is really nice, I like this name."

Luo He: "..."

Has anyone ever thought about what it feels like to be teased by yourself?

Especially those drooping eyes, which had always been his affectionate way to confuse others, were staring at him affectionately at this moment.

Who can stand this!