I'm A BUG In A Thriller Game

Land reclamation No.60 Three days · The source of nightmares

After solving Hao Hao's mess, Feng Huai's small life was obviously much more nourishing.

The next day, Zuo Zongxin, the leader of the Green Gang, came over with his subordinates and a builder, and politely asked Feng Huai if he needed to rebuild the smashed-up shop.

Feng Huai thought about it, and simply cleaned the incense shop downstairs, and built another one-story house in the open space behind the building, as an independent shop.

I came here once during the period of Yuci. As the end of the period was approaching, Yuci, a university professor, also became busy and did not always come to report as before.

"I heard that there was a case of a gang cleaning up the house in the city center." Yu Ci said, as casually as if starting a chat after dinner.

Feng Huai responded, poured himself a cup of tea, and took a sip: "I've heard that too."

He unconsciously clenched the teacup slightly, thinking that perhaps the university professor was coming to instill a set of moral, intellectual and physical concepts in himself.

"I'm glad to see that you no longer avoid the ability that makes you unique." Yu Ci smiled slightly.

Feng Huai paused, and looked at Yu Ci unexpectedly.

Yu Ci continued: "Even use it."

"You know...?" Feng Huai never thought that he would tell such a private secret to a second person, and he had to raise Yu Ci's status evaluation to a higher level.

Feng Huai looked at Yu Ci expressionlessly, but the villain in his heart was crying and holding his head, desperately wanting to ask his former self how much he trusted this man.

Such honesty without any secrets made him at a loss.

Yu Ci stood up and patted Feng Huai on the shoulder.He felt the muscles tense unconsciously under his palm, his eyes darkened, and he said softly with some helplessness: "I know your secret, and you also know my secret. This is an equal exchange."

"We all once had a particularly strong desire to exchange or achieve something that was impossible to achieve, and it is precisely because of this that [the game] chose us." Yu Ci said.

Feng Huai guessed that the former self might have strongly hoped that the ability of this "ferryman from hell" would disappear.

After finding the horn bell two days ago, he recalled more fragments of memories from earlier times.

The young version of himself is in a street where people and ghosts cannot be distinguished, and under the bright sun, he will turn into another world in a daze as he walks.

In that world, there are only two colors of black and white. The sun is black, and everything that is illuminated by the sun is also black. Only people are white, so white that they shine, but they all have terrible faces, and their spines are tied with iron chains. tortured.

The young self always stumbled into such a place from time to time, and it became the source of his nightmares every night.

And the most painful thing is that when he wakes up, he will find that the nightmare will not end with him waking up.

The nightmare is reality, his real world.

Feng Huai took a deep breath.

Such memories no longer seem so unacceptable to him now.

After all, for him, in his deeper memory, as the emperor of Kyushu, he had raised blood-melting ants that turned people into blood, and the bone surgery he practiced was even more frightening. He was proficient in various tissues and acupuncture points of the human body. By turning it into a blade, one can gouge out human bones and dismantle human sticks.

In other words, he created something more terrifying than the existence in the nightmare.

He raised his eyes to look at Yu Ci, and suddenly became very curious about why Yu Ci was selected by [Game].

"What about you?" Feng Huai asked.

"You know." Yu Ci smiled, and lightly scratched the back of Feng Huai's neck, "Think for yourself."

Feng Huai patted the back of Yu Ci's hand away and rolled his eyes.

Almost another week later, the architect's final design came out, and the speed was much faster than usual. I believe that the reputation of the Green Gang played a big role in efficiency.

The first floor of the original incense shop was converted into a sun room and a living room, surrounded by one-way glass walls that can directly see the outside. People outside can only see the opaque black glass when looking in.

After such a reconstruction and design, Fenghuai's original small building has become a square tall black glass building, which looks particularly abrupt and mysterious among the unpretentious cement buildings around it.

Tian Xiaofeng returned to work immediately after receiving the lifting of the ban from the little boss. She caught a glimpse of the design mock-up and couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth, muttering softly, "Isn't this a bit maverick?"

Zuo Zongxin abided by Qin Yuanfei's instructions, and would come here every now and then to supervise the work. Hearing the little girl's muttering, he showed a harmless and elegant smile: "I think this fits the little boss's temperament very well."

Tian Xiaofeng: "..."

The little girl looked at the design draft, and then looked at the little boss who was sleeping in the teacher's chair no matter how noisy the surrounding construction was, and had to admit that Zuo Zongxin's evaluation was justified.

The architect estimated the time required for the reconstruction and new construction of the two buildings, which is estimated to take about two months.

Zuo Zongxin showed a bit of satisfaction when he heard the words. Qin Yuanfei had hinted to him that he hoped that the relationship with Feng Huai could be maintained within a range of not too far and not too close in the future, and he didn't want it to be just a human relationship that ended with a transaction.

The time-consuming reconstruction of the small building undoubtedly gave Zuo Zongxin a suitable reason.

He came to Feng Huai's side, with a polite smile on his face, he extended an invitation to the little boss: "

During this period of time, the little boss can live in the place I arranged, and he can come to me whenever he needs anything. "

Feng Huai opened his eyes, as if he had just woken up, let out a soft "huh", and asked casually, "Where do you live?"

"Don Juan Garden Hotel." Zuo Zongxin said.

Feng Huai had no impression of this, but nodded slightly to show that he knew.

He really doesn't have a place to live, and the kindness of the Green Gang can save him a lot of trouble.

When Tian Xiaofeng heard the name of the hotel, he immediately gasped and let out a soft "wow".

——That is the landmark building of Qucheng. Although Qucheng is a small city that cannot be compared with a big city at all, the Don Juan Garden Hotel in Qucheng is a place where all Qucheng people can stand up in front of the people of the big city. A landmark with proud chest.

The 180-story hotel building actually connects three high-rise buildings through the tower bridge and the inner park. There is even a ten-story rockery, and a waterfall rushes down from the rockery, forming a A pool of springs.

It is said that if you live in a VIP suite close to the top floor, you can still see the clouds and mist lingering outside the window, just like being in the clouds.

This garden hotel is the skyscraper with the highest insured amount in the history of the insurance industry. Its world-class priority security system, fire protection facilities, and double insurance of the remote control center make it known as an invulnerable sky fortress—but it cannot resist missiles. Just play it.

It is almost inconceivable that such a hotel building will be settled in Qucheng, but the construction actually started ten years ago. It was not until the beginning of this year that this magnificent garden fortress was officially opened to the public.

The well-deserved super six-star hotel, the price of one night's stay is the monthly salary of most of the migrant workers in Qucheng, so it's no wonder Tian Xiaofeng is so exaggerated and envious.

Zuo Zongxin noticed Tian Xiaofeng's performance, and thought that Feng Huai seemed to be very close to this employee, so he said, "If Miss Tian is also interested, I can arrange it."

Tian Xiaofeng waved his hands quickly: "No, no, no."

This is for the little boss, how can she live in a hotel for no reason, if her elder brother finds out that she has been favored by the Green Gang, her leg will be broken.

Hearing this, Zuo Zongxin didn't insist anymore, he was just being polite for the sake of the little boss.

"Mr. Feng Huai, when is convenient for you, I will send someone to take you to your residence." Zuo Zongxin looked at Feng Huai again and asked politely.

Feng Huai rubbed his eyes twice, then said, "Two hours later."

Zuo Zongxin paused, but he didn't expect it to be so fast, but soon he adjusted his expression, smiled and said, "I'll receive it in two hours."

Feng Huai went upstairs to count the personal belongings that he had to take away.

After Feng Huai left, Zuo Zongxin made a few phone calls immediately and asked someone to arrange it immediately.

Two hours later, Feng Huai came down from upstairs with a simple backpack on his back, and a black Lincoln was already parked at the door.

"This is a bracelet-style key card. I have booked a luxury suite on the 163rd floor of Don Juan Garden Hotel for Mr. Feng Huai." Zuo Zongxin handed the bracelet to Feng Huai, "The information of the guests has been entered, only Mr. Feng Huai You have to wear a wristband to enter the room."

Feng Huai glanced at the plain black bracelet on his wrist, and asked again, "By the way, where is this hotel?"

"On the west side of Qucheng, it's a 5-minute walk from the city center. It's a quiet place amidst the hustle and bustle." Zuo Zongxin said, "It's only about 10 minutes by car from here."

Feng Huai nodded slightly to show he understood.

After he got in the car, the Lincoln started to drive into the driveway, and drove towards the center of Canal City, where tall buildings stood in the distance, and the gray smoke of the factory could be seen everywhere stretching into the sky.

The car stopped and walked, and drove for nearly ten minutes, and the distance was not halfway completed.

"There's a traffic jam." Zuo Zongxin, who was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, turned his head and said to Feng Huai, "It's the rush hour, and the crowds in the city center are starting to move to the outskirts. We may have to arrive at the hotel later."

"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry." Feng Huai said flatly, he propped his chin and looked out the window.

He has not had much time to take a good look at the streets of this city, both familiar and unfamiliar.

At this moment, a reminder from the game system suddenly sounded in my mind:

"Player Feng Huai is 00:20:00 away from entering the next [game]. Please be prepared. Players can read the background of the game copy at any time. The current accumulated total points: 103"

Feng Huai narrowed his eyes slightly, the days passed so quickly, he even forgot that today is the day to enter the game copy.

He glanced at the completely stagnant traffic, maybe when he came back from a game, he was still in the car.

Thinking of such a possibility, Feng Huai felt a little funny. The contradiction between absurdity and real existence is not seen everywhere.

He clicked on the background of the game and looked at it leisurely during the traffic jam.

[Game dungeon background introduction:

The wasteland city after the radiation presents a suffocating dead silence, as if it was completely abandoned by the gods.

Hush—listen quickly, the sound of everything growing is deafening, and a huge shadow covers the entire sky.

What kind of animal has twelve eyes and nine legs?What kind of dwelling is boxy, full of pine and rot?

A dull skin full of muddy water knocks at your door, and you'd better accept it. 】