When someone with depression enters the horror game

[Your immortal soul, through the dark, cold eternity, at last came back to me. 〕

"Shen Lian." Painted Skin Ghost sat in the mirror, propped his chin, and wanted to yawn.

"Ok?"

"The thing in the mirror should be lifeless, but a mass of obsession."

"Obsession? He obviously looks like a man. Look at those peach blossom eyes, how attractive." Shen Lian joked.

"Aren't you blind?"

"You're blind."

"It's not peach blossom eyes."

"Why not? Such standard peach blossom eyes."

"It's not peach blossom eyes. Look carefully, it looks like your eyes."

"Mine? I don't have peach blossom eyes."

"That's right, the guy in the mirror has a slight epicanthus, not a standard beauty eye, but it's pretty, with slender eye tails, exactly like yours."

"Wait... I'm a little panicked..."

"Ok?"

"I'm not blind and neither are you. The faces we see are not the same?"

"..."

"I even showed the photo to the doctor. Does he see something different from me?"

"...wo...woc he moved!"

"What are you so excited about?"

"His mouth is moving, he's talking."

"What is he talking about?" Shen Lian asked.

Painted Skin Ghost tried hard to recognize the shape of his mouth, and said softly: "Your... immortal soul... passed through the dark, bleak eternity... and finally came back to me."

"Di——dear player, congratulations on successfully passing the mission of the dungeon dungeon in the entertainment industry. You have the opportunity to make random purchase choices in the system mall."

Ghost Slayer, Random Ability Awakening, Ghost Slayer.

Shen Lian smiled and said: "Old Zhang, old Zhang, if you don't die randomly, the system is looking forward to your early death and early rebirth."

Zhang Wanniang played with her nails, said indifferently: "My old lady really fucked with this shit."

"Beep—the system randomly generates a program, and the latest copy starts—please complete the task specified by the system. If the task is not completed, the system will judge the player to be dead."

"Di—the latest dungeon, happy doomsday."

"Di—system task—random time, random location, random distribution."

The doomsday arrived unexpectedly, catching all human beings by surprise.

The haze of precarity hangs over everyone's head.

Shen Lian was rescued from the pile of zombies by a supernatural team.

He hid in the corner, covered his face, and cried.

The captain stared at him calmly, and said, "I hate sissy people the most."

Shen Lian, who tried to use her beauty and tears to sneak into the team and eat: "..."

He flinched, and immediately wiped away his tears with his rotten sleeves, stood up and showed a wicked smile: "Whose mother are you talking about?"

The captain who was startled by Xie Mei's smile: "..."

Shen Lian bowed her head silently again, her bones were broken: "Master, is there anything to eat? I haven't eaten for three days, and the zombies think I'm thin."

Another woman in the line spoke up: "Do you think everyone else is your mother?"

"Oh, I'm sorry to bother you." Shen Lian turned around desolately, squatted down again, and stared at the zombie corpse on the ground, with green light in his eyes.

"What are you doing?" the captain couldn't help asking.

Shen Lian took out a lighter: "Do you know how I survive in this world without any supernatural powers?"

The captain looked at Shen Lian's pretty face, frowned, and thought of something bad.

Shen Lian continued: "There will always be a hero like you leading a supernatural team to wipe out zombies... I just need to pick up the corpses... and then..."

Someone in the team has already developed nausea.

"Then... eat them." Shen Lian showed an unusually bright smile, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

Silence... silence.

The silent squadron leader handed over a pack of compressed biscuits.

Shen Lian thanked politely, raised her beautiful face, her eyes were full of purity, as if there were stars: "Which one is better, eating corpses or selling butts?"

No one speaks.

"Goodbye, everyone." Shen Lian waved his hand.

The team had been driving for 5 minutes.

The captain suddenly said: "Go back the same way."

The car turned around, and the team leader saw Shen Lian in the original place. He didn't even move his nest, and he was so big that he was still squatting there nibbling on biscuits, clicking, clicking, like a hamster.

The captain rolled down the window and said, "Hey, come with me."

Shen Lian picked up the biscuit crumbs that fell on the ground and ate them, smiling like a fool.

"Eating corpses and selling butts are neither good, follow me."

[It was a certain day in [-], I met my salvation, he appeared in front of me like a god, and made my whole life full of meaning, ah!I used arias to praise his eyebrows and stubble, long legs and male waist, he is so kind, so noble, so... charming...]

[I told this to the doctor a long time later, and he said the joke was not funny at all, and it was kind of disgusting. 〕

――"Diary of Shen Lian, an opera spirit ##: #### (blackened with ink)"

Sitting on the back seat of the car, Shen Lian said, "I don't call 'Hi', my name is Shen Lian."

The rest of the team also exchanged names.

The captain's name is Xiao Ning, 26 years old, handsome and handsome, a third-level ability user with lightning-type abilities.The other team members are almost all second-level abilities.

The sister Yu who said "everyone else is your mother" is Qin Qing, who turned out to have dual abilities of space and fire.

There is also a young lady named Lin Ling in the team, who has ice abilities.

The remaining boy wears thick glasses and has no special abilities, but he is a top technical talent and a professional racing driver. He said he is called "Glasses".

The glasses boy asked Shen Lian while driving: "What about you?"

Shen Lian pinched the corner of her clothes awkwardly: "I, I only have a long age and no brains... and I don't have supernatural powers..."

He leaned against Captain Xiao Ning, very seductive.

Lin Ling greeted him, but Qin Qing lowered her head and played with her mobile phone, ignoring him.

On the screen of Qin Qing's mobile phone was a line of words: The person suspected of being Mary Su has boarded the car and entered the supernatural team, and his identity cannot be confirmed. Su is suspected of being a high-ranking Su, and has invited you into the urn.

"Where are we going next?" Shen Lian asked.

"Go to the base in the province, are you from the province?" Lin Ling asked.

"No, I was studying in this province. I didn't expect the end of the world to come, and my girlfriend dumped me..." Shen Lian's voice became weaker and weaker.

"Why?" the glasses boy asked.

"Do you still have to ask? Isn't it just that you can't lift your hands and resist, what do you want her to do..." Qin Qing put away the phone and said.

"I... I am sincere to her..." Shen Lian murmured.

Xiao Ning was a little speechless, this kid is so silly and sweet.

"Kid, can you cook?" Xiao Ning asked.

"Who are you calling a child!" Shen Lian frowned.

"I'm several years older than you, called brother." Xiao Ning kept laughing there, and patted Shen Lian's head by the way.

Shen Lian sat on the side angrily, ignoring him.

After a while, Shen Lian spoke again, her voice was as quiet as a mosquito.

"What are you talking about? I didn't hear you."

"I said... I can cook."

"Hahaha, why are you so cute, kid!" Xiao Ning touched Shen Lian's head again.

Shen Lian burned from the base of her ears to her cheeks, making her even more beautiful.

Qin Qing sat in the co-pilot, watched their interaction from the rearview mirror, and continued to type on the phone: "Analysis of the specific situation of the suspected Mary Su..."

The day passed quickly, and the supernatural team stopped at an abandoned shopping mall. After collecting all the supplies that could be used, they returned to the car and took turns to watch the night.

Lin Ling and Qin Qing were on watch in the first half of the night, but Shen Lian couldn't fall asleep and got up quietly.

"Where are you going?" He heard someone above him say.

"Look at the stars and the moon." Shen Lian said.

"Aren't you sleepy..." Xiao Ning yawned.

"Hey, go to sleep, I just go to the toilet, do you still want to talk about life ideals with me?"

Xiao Ning was laughing, his voice was very magnetic: "It's okay."

Shen Lian pushed him away and left.

He walked to a place where no one was paying attention, and also typed on his mobile phone: "I have joined the team of supernatural beings. If there is no accident, I can sneak into the base in City A in half a month."

In the second half of the night, Xiao Ning and Shen Lian kept vigil. Shen Lian just woke up with sleepy eyes, but Xiao Ning was in good spirits.

"child."

"I told you I'm not a kid."

"Now we can look at the stars and the moon, from poetry and songs to life ideals." Xiao Ning joked.

He lit a cigarette, the wind was blowing his hair and windbreaker, he was handsome and looked a little uninhibited.

"Borrow me." Shen Lian said.

"You still smoke?" Xiao Ning was a little surprised.

"Why can't I smoke anymore?"

"Are you an adult?"

"It's all nineteen."

"No, I always think you don't look like a smoker...I mean...you look very good."

Shen Lian sneered, her beautiful eyebrows and eyes are so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off: "A good baby who has seriously considered selling his ass?"

Xiao Ning stopped talking.

"Didn't you want to talk about poetry and poetry? Nietzsche said that a person who knows what he lives for can endure any kind of life."

"Do you know?" Xiao Ning asked.

"I don't know," Shen Lian leaned against the railing, with an indescribable sense of beauty, "I don't have time to understand Nietzsche, I've been struggling with Byron recently."

"Byron?"

"That's right, Byron..." Shen Lian whispered, "The soul...back to me...what do you mean..."

Without antecedents, this sentence appears to be nonsensical.Is it the entire collection of Byron's poems, or is it just taken out of context?What does it mean if it is taken out of context?

Xiao Ning's hands itched again, and he patted Shen Lian's head.

Shen Lian took his hand away angrily: "Touch again! Touch the chopping hand again!"

"come."

Shen Lian turned her head, she looked like a little white rabbit who said she didn't eat radishes, very arrogant.