When someone with depression enters the horror game

in the system space.

Shen Lian looked at the mirror.

Inside the mirror is a mahogany carved table, on which is a mahogany tablet for Zhang Wanniang, and smoky incense candles are burning in front of the tablet.

spooky.

Zhang Wanniang appeared suddenly, she was sitting on that table, pulling her legs.

She was as beautiful and charming as ever, with a lazy and tired expression.

"Tell me," Shen Lian yawned, "Why did Qin Qing and those people kill me?"

Zhang Wanniang showed a smirk that was all over the country.

"I always feel that you are a little guilty...it has something to do with you?"

"Why am I guilty, I am also for you."

"How to say?"

"I tore apart time rifts and fought with the system."

"I know, I guessed it a long time ago, what does this have to do with me?"

"We are fighting in this small world. I couldn't beat it at first, but it is too severely restricted by the rules... This is not the point. The point is that our fight has torn time and space."

"You are really getting bigger and bigger."

"Time and space distortions have caused some potentially serious consequences, causing many loopholes in the operation of that world. The most common... such as rebirth, time travel, etc., seem to be isolated cases, but in fact they are like mushrooms after rain. world."

Shen Lian thought of Nanju who was specifically targeting him before, and her suffocating behavior seemed to have a reasonable enough explanation.

"Of course, there are even scarier things with colorful hair and tears that can turn into pearls and diamonds."

Shen Lian: "..."

I have a sentence... I don't know if I should say it or not.

"The strength of this kind of awakened person broke the balance of the normal operation of the world and broke through the threshold of normal strength. In other words, the world needs to passively provide them with more luck."

"Cracks are beginning to appear in the world."

"What does the crack in the world look like?" Shen Lian was a little curious.

"It's like... like this." Zhang Wanniang suddenly slammed on the mirror, and Shen Lian saw the magnified hand in the mirror because it was close to her.

"Boom!" There was a crack in the center of the mirror.

Zhang Wanniang continued to tap on the mirror lightly, and the glass cracked inch by inch with that crack as the center.

Then, Shen Lian saw the hand painted with exquisite Danko protruding from the center of the crack.

"You can come out!"

"correct."

Shen Lian felt someone gently blowing on his neck.

The coldness instantly invaded the bone marrow, he shuddered, and his teeth rattled.

"Don't mess around," he said.

So the female voice next to the ear continued: "Not all ordinary people are fools, there will always be someone who finds out this kind of anomaly, and following the subtle guidance of the ignorant will of the world, they set up an organization with the purpose of eliminating you luck-stealers ,save the world."

Painted Skin Ghost paused, and continued: "Although, I am the one who started it."

"Wow," Shen Lian paused, and said expressionlessly, "How do you know?"

"Did you forget? I saved you. I solved those who wanted to launch missiles. I found a lot of information in their bases. They studied them in detail. Moreover, they are correct. If anyone If these time and space beneficiaries continue to grow, the world will be completely destroyed."

"As for why I found you, you have to know that it is much easier to find people with colored hair than people who have been reborn through time travel."

Shen Lian murmured: "I didn't have any abilities at first, this thing is a skill card given by the system, and the random abilities awaken randomly."

Zhang Wanniang smiled: "It knows this world line that you don't... Guess, could it do it on purpose? Let you die."

"I can't ask for it." Shen Lian was not interested.

To be honest, Shen Lian was not too surprised, within the scope of reasonable rules, the system always hides every step of the way.

Although the murderous intent just happened to save his life this time, it has a funny sense of fate and malice.

"So what the hell is a system?"

Zhang Wanniang had a bit of shame on her face: "I'm not very good at science, and I don't know what it is, so I just play."

"Looking at you now, you should have won."

"It hasn't been completely won, but," Zhang Wanniang's mouth curled into a sneer, "it's just the end of the battle."

"At this moment, your queen's aura is simply [-] meters."

"I can even intervene in part of the power to make you leave the mission world."

"No wonder I didn't receive the mission in this world. It turned out that the system was too busy to take care of itself..."

"You should be able to return to your own world soon." Zhang Wanniang said.

"My own world..." Shen Lian's expression was a little dazed, "Where's the obsession in the mirror?"

"Eh?" Painted Skin Ghost suddenly remembered, searched, but found nothing.

"Now, it's an ordinary mirror."

Shen Lian smiled brightly.

I fed Zheng Qing medicine.

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

"Look at it, it said it was successfully passed without issuing the task, isn't it stupid?"

Zhang Wanniang laughed.

"You have a chance to choose—ghost-killing talisman, ghost-killing talisman, ghost-killing talisman."

"Look, it's really shameless."

"It proves that it is really at the end of its rope."

"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 determine that the player is dead."

"Di—the latest dungeon, the midnight bell."

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

"Don't worry, there may be no system tasks."

Before disappearing, Shen Lian heard Painted Skin Ghost say: "Maybe there is no danger, it can't have the energy to stare at you."

Strong in the outside and doing in the middle.

Shen Lian was awake in a studio.

He's supposed to be a midnight radio anchor now.

He glanced at the script subconsciously, and read: "Today's content is almost here. Now, it's time for our audience to call. Let us connect the call of the first audience today."

The moment the phone was connected, Shen Lian clearly felt a mysterious and mysterious feeling, which was the feeling at the moment when Hua Skingui smashed the space mirror.

"Hello? Hello." Shen Lian said.

"Hi anchor, my name is Shen Lian."

Shen Lian froze for a moment, then touched his face.When I touched the high bridge of the nose, I was sure that I was still myself.

"I'm a student of Luocheng No. [-] Middle School. Recently, something happened..."

The voice in the earphones became more and more ethereal, and then slowly disappeared with an echo.

When Shen Lian opened her eyes again, she saw the bed board above her head in the darkness.

Bunk beds?

The cell phone next to his pillow was shining brightly, Shen Lian picked it up, and saw the words "calling".

He heard a familiar voice coming from the earphone in his ear: "Hello? Listener, why did you suddenly stop talking?"

His own voice!

Because the voice is no longer coming from his throat, it is a little distorted, but Shen Lian is still sure that it is his voice on the other end of the phone!

He touched his face again and touched the tall bridge of the nose.

Profound meaning: Nose bridge height judgment technique!

This face was still his own.

The phone call was unilaterally hung up by the opposite party.

Time: [-]:[-].

Shen Lian was not too panicked, he turned on the flashlight that came with his phone, and quietly looked around.

This is an ordinary-looking dormitory for boys. It is very quiet at midnight, and all the roommates seem to be asleep.

Shen Lian quickly found the clothes hanging on the bedside railing.

A school uniform.

He picked up the clothes and saw the school badge printed on the chest of the clothes - Luocheng No. [-] Middle School.

As expected.

He called the radio again.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is an empty number."

Gee.

At this moment, Shen Lian suddenly sat up on the upper bunk of the bed diagonally opposite, threw a drink bottle over here, and shouted: "What are you doing in the middle of the night! Why don't you let people sleep!"

Shen Lian: "...?"

The phone is plugged in with earphones, so there will be no sound leakage, so he just sat up and turned on a flashlight?

But the decibels of this roar are...

Sure enough, the next moment, the lights in the dormitory turned on with a "snap".

Shen Lian narrowed his eyes slightly uncomfortable.

The one who turned on the light was the real boy in the lower bunk who was closest to the switch. It seemed that he had been quarreled.

Surprisingly, he didn't accuse the person who yelled.

Besides, he turned on the light too fast, didn't he?

――Everyone in the dormitory woke up.

All six people woke up neatly at that moment.

However, although the other three people woke up, they still closed their eyes tightly. From Shen Lian's perspective, one of them could see the trembling eyelashes inadvertently.

The incandescent lamp glowed with a faint cold light.

The person who turned on the light was a little fat, he frowned, and Shen Lian saw the fat on his body trembling inexplicably.

Then the fat brother questioned in a low voice very fast, or echoed: "Shen Lian, what's the matter with you?"

Shen Lian: "...???"

You're sick, it's obviously this yelling person who yelled at you.

The fat brother lay back on the bed again, covered himself with the quilt, and closed his eyes.

Shen Lian: No, why are you making trouble so unreasonably?

He couldn't help but look at the polite gentleman who threw things and yelled at people in the middle of the night.

However, unexpectedly, such a polite guy who startled the whole dormitory with a roar had a face that was extremely out of character.

His long bangs covered his eyes, and his face was sallow, which at first glance was caused by malnutrition.

Thin, too thin, sitting on the bed like a folded bamboo pole.

——Shen Lian thought that this person should be a tall, tall and thick guy.

A sense of drowsiness hit him, he didn't want to think too much, and didn't want to get entangled with these cheap roommates, Shi Shiran lay back on the bed again, covered himself with a quilt, and closed his eyes.

——Fortunately, there was really no bigger escalation of conflicts this time, and the matter just passed.

Shen Lian fell into a deep sleep.

Before he fell asleep, he seemed to smell a fresh fragrance that seemed to be absent.

The lights in the dormitory were left on all night.