Cub Players [Unlimited]

Except for the water stains, Yueya couldn't see anything, but he could feel the wind getting worse, the doors and windows of the house were closed tightly, and he didn't know where the wind came from.

The speed of the water stains moved faster, and the ticking sound became louder and louder. Yueya was ready to deal with it.

"Woof!" A ferocious dog barked suddenly, and then the red water stain tilted, followed by a shrill scream, which sounded like...something was bitten by a dog.

Yueya's mood is a bit complicated. Now it seems that there are resentful spirits in the world he has been living in, and this barking dog makes him very concerned.

At this time, Fatty jumped up, opened his mouth and bit towards the void, at this moment, Yueya saw the shadow of a fierce beast on it.

Fat fell to the ground swiftly, with a looming human-shaped black shadow under its claws!

The black shadow let out a horrific scream, Fatty bit unceremoniously, and soon swallowed most of the black mist.

The black shadow struggled to escape, Fatty held on tightly, but it couldn't swallow that much, it was too full after eating, and was left by the black shadow that was only the size of a palm and slipped away.

The small black ball scrambled around like a ball, and finally got out close to the crack of the door.

Fatty squatted on the ground and hiccupped.

Changing the world does not delay Feifei's cooking, there is really cat food delivered to the door everywhere.

Yueya still remembered the dog barking in his heart, he found the ball that Feifei was playing with before, picked it up, and it seemed to be the one that Egg Yolk Crisp used to play with the most.

After the egg yolk pastry passed away, the family members were afraid that their mother would be sad, so they put away all her toys, and now Fei Fei found them.

Yueya threw the ball, and when the ball fell into his palm again, he seemed to hear the sound of the dog panting.

Yueya held the ball and looked down at the ground. A few drops of water appeared on the ground, but they were transparent and fleeting, completely different from the blood brought by the shadow.

"Egg yolk cake, is that you?" Yueya threw the ball.

The ball was caught before it hit the ground, it floated in the air, and returned to Yueya again.

Although he couldn't see anything, he knew that Egg Yolk Crisp was standing in front of him, perhaps still wagging his tail like before.

Yueya took down the ball and stretched out her hand into the void: "The egg yolk cake is really good."

He heard a very soft "Wow", and a cool air blew across his palm.

He was often sick when he was a child, and he could only recuperate at home when other children went to school. It was egg yolk cakes that accompanied him through those long and tormented days.

Egg Yolk Crisp is very docile, often lying beside him, quietly watching out the window with him.At that time, what he wanted most was to run and play in the yard with Egg Yolk Crisp. When he grew up and got better, Egg Yolk Crisp was too old to run.

Yueya's eyes suddenly became hot. He never thought that Egg Yolk Crisp did not leave after his death.

For two years, it has been silently guarding this home, driving away many things like black shadows.If it wasn't for the horror games that sharpened his five senses, and if it wasn't for Fatty, he might never have discovered it.

Yueya loves the egg yolk cake but is also happy for the reunion. Although he can't see it now, he believes he will see it soon.

"I'll be able to see you after a while, you can play with Feifei." Yueya put the ball on the ground, Feifei pushed the ball with his paws, and the egg yolk cake pushed it back, you two small animals I went to have a good time.

After this night, no strange things came to Yueya's house to harass her.

Apart from playing with egg yolk cakes every day, Feifei just waits at the door for the escaped shadow to come back.

It's not that I'm hungry, I just want to add food.

Then Yueya found that Fatty seemed to be turning into a dog gradually. When it was squatting on the ground, it would stick out its tongue like a dog from time to time. It didn't look hot, just playful.

Yueya had searched for information about "Running" on the Internet. When he downloaded the game, there were obviously many reviews on the Internet, but now all of them disappeared.

Everything related to this game evaporated, and he posted a topic-related post on the Internet, which would be automatically deleted in less than a minute.

If he can't find out, he won't investigate for the time being.

He got into the sculpture studio at home and began to immerse himself in creation. He got full inspiration from the game world and couldn't wait to visualize his inspiration.

Inspiration bloomed in his mind like fireworks, and he was very smooth from the first stroke. He completed the core concept and sketch draft in less than a day, and the next step is the detailed part that requires patience...

When focusing on the things he likes, time always passes quickly. By the time he finishes the design draft, the rest time has come to an end.

He lazily returned to the core of the player, and entered a new round of the game just before the game was forcibly summoned.

……

In front of him was a low-rise house. Judging from the architectural style, it should have been a few years old, and there were signs of repairs on the roof and walls.The weeds in the yard have not been cleaned up, showing a savage growth posture. There is a huge banyan tree in the center, with lush branches and leaves densely pressed down, covering a small half of the courtyard with shadows.

Messy, decadent, and gloomy are Yueya's first impressions of this house.

Looking around, there are single-family villas near this house, and each one has traces of life. It can be seen that the environment here is not only not remote, but may also be a good location. It is a bit strange to be deserted in a good location.

At this time, there were several cars parked at the gate of the house, full of people, probably the busiest moment in the house recently.

Everyone is looking at the house curiously. Everyone has a work card hanging on them, and Yueya can't tell which ones are players and which ones are npcs for the time being.

This time, in addition to the luggage backpack, there is also a camera bag, which is heavy.Yueya raised the work badge around her neck, on which was her passport photo, which read: City Y City Night Talk Program Group, anchor, Xiaoyue.

This information is quite obvious, and it is immediately clear what the player's identity is, and he probably knows why he came here.

The bearded man in a black vest clapped his hands and yelled: "Come on, everyone, move your things in first, our work has officially started!"

The bearded man should be the person in charge of this column group. As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone moved, opened the trunk of the car and began to move things.

Yueya glanced at it, and those guys who were as immobile as him should be all players.

Yueya withdrew her gaze, just in time to meet the girl standing next door, the girl nodded to him, and the little pink flower hairpin on her head flickered.

He saw the girl's work card, which read: Anchor, Lihua.

The game officially started, the live broadcast room was also opened, and viewers came in one after another.

Yueya often does not watch the barrage and does not interact, and the live broadcast room has always been lukewarm. The hottest moment of the last live broadcast was when the audience collectively tipped Lulu.

[Fan new anchors are still very cool, after all, the frequency of broadcasting is relatively high]

[Where's fat?Where is Lulu?I want to see the cubs! ]

[The live broadcast of the ashes real estate last time was not bad, I saw the anchor started broadcasting and I came again]

"Xiaoyue, Lihua, why are you two standing still, come and help!" The bearded man had a bright voice, shouting with a loudspeaker effect, and called out the names of everyone who didn't move one by one: "This time it's our column. The life-and-death battle of the group, if you go on like this, you will have to pack your bags and go to work!"

"This npc has a really loud voice." Lihua rubbed her ears.

"Indeed." Yueya walked over slowly, working passively.

Just as he lifted a light board, he saw a man with a stubble talking to a man in a black suit, so he stopped to listen.

The black suit handed the bearded man a bunch of old-fashioned keys: "Director, here are the keys. We have signed the contract. You have to work hard. You can't run away halfway, or the owner will definitely not let me go."

The bearded man was indeed the director.

The director took the key and nodded: "You also know the current situation of our column team, and you will definitely not mess up the errand, don't worry. I'll just ask you, and you have to answer me honestly."

Black suit: "If you ask, I will answer truthfully."

The director looked serious, and asked in a low voice, "Is the rumor about this house true?"

Hearing the point, Yueya raised her eyelashes, and her eyes fell on the face in the black suit.

The expression in the black suit was unnatural for a moment, and was soon covered by a smile. He said half-jokingly: "Of course it's not true. You may be a little sensitive in this line of work. There are no ghosts in this world."

The director leaned close to the black suit, the shadow of his hair cast on his eyes, and he couldn't see his eyes clearly: "Why not? I've seen it before."

The black suit swallowed nervously: "Is the director kidding me, haha."

"Go back first, and contact me when you have something to do." The director waved his hand, and hurried away in the black suit.

After moving things, the barren yard became more popular. The director gathered them together, arranged the accommodation quickly, and asked them to move their luggage into the "dormitory" first.

Yueya was assigned to a room facing north, and there were three boys living with her, one of whom was an NPC.

He walked in the front, pushed open the extremely unstable wooden door, and a musty smell came over his face.

I don't know how long the room hasn't seen the light, the not so bright sky shines in, and the dust dances.

Yueya covered her lips and started to cough, he coughed very urgently, the corners of his eyes were red, the npc brother hurriedly helped him straighten his back: "Xiaoyue, are you alright?"

Yueya waved her hand, physiological tears came out of her eyes, soaked in extremely black eyeballs, she didn't look like she was okay.

"Maybe there is too much dust, you go to the side to rest for a while, and you come in after I clean up." The npc brother said.

This is an old problem that has accumulated over the years. It's okay if you don't commit it. Once you commit it, you will cough endlessly. Yueya didn't refuse. She moved a chair and sat by the door, waiting for her body to recover.

The male player who lived in the same room with him looked at him and shook his head: "It's not easy for you to survive this level because you are so fragile."

Yueya coughed twice again, her skin became paler, like a fragile plant that is difficult to feed: "Who said it wasn't."