The most terrible thing is to scare yourself. In the rules and legends, the more afraid you are, the faster you will die.
The SAN value determines a person's life span.
Except for the occasional black shadow that appeared from the darkness, nothing else terrible happened during my sleep.
The strange research team of the Flower Planter issued a statement that this time the strange talk about the rules may be a weird talk for many days, so we hope that the general public will not stay in front of the live broadcast and pay attention to rest.
The live broadcast time has now reached twenty-four hours.
The audience's enthusiasm was not as strong as it was at the beginning, and many people even gave up watching.
This is not enjoyment, this is suffering.
The audience is just like the players, suffering in this slow-burn torture!
During bedtime, Zhao Qi asked Yin Hele to take some researchers down to rest first.
Yin Hele did not shirk. He was old and couldn't bear it anymore. He took some of the researchers who couldn't bear it to rest first and asked Zhao Qi to contact her as soon as possible if he had any questions.
Shen Xiuqing was not sleepy at all. He stared at the screen with his eyes wide open, trying to use his past experience to guess what Meng Fei wanted to do.
Speculating is bullshit, if he could understand what Meng Fei was thinking, he would be damned!
Zhao Qi always looked at the screen quietly. He observed the black shadow on the screen, and then he began to write and draw. He even took his work tablet and began to play the live broadcast in reverse.
"Can you still hold on? If you don't have any ideas now, go check out the live broadcast rooms where multiple black figures appear. Also, let's divide the work. Xiao Zhao, you can use these live broadcast rooms to record whether the players have offended their families. .”
"Also, there are several players who opened the door. How did those players die? Did they open the door before they died? Is the door open? Record what is outside the door."
"Oh, by the way, Fatty, we haven't eaten yet. Get us some food."
"Meng Fei worked so hard on the rules and ghost talk, well, let's just work hard, we can't slack off."
"We are not theatergoers." Zhao Qi muttered.
This was a suffocating time, because nothing terrible or dramatic happened amid the weird rules.
This feeling is like knowing that a dog is going to bite you, but you don't know where the dog will come out from and when it will bite you.
Obviously nothing happened, but the players' SAN values continued to drop.
Time passed little by little until six o'clock in the evening, Dad's voice sounded outside all the players' doors.
"Get up, get up and eat."
Meng Fei opened his eyes and smiled, "So that's it."
"No wonder there is no timer in this house. Even TV programs don't have time display."
"This stupid thing is trying to mess up people's sense of time."
Meng Fei scratched his head and sat up.
His sister shrank beside him and looked at Meng Fei with her big eyes.
Meng Fei smiled, stretched out his hand, and hooked the bridge of his sister's nose, "Naughty~"
younger sister:"....."
How creepy.
Zhao Qi stared at the live broadcast room, "The weird rules talk that started at 3:08 yesterday afternoon ended at 4 o'clock this morning, a total of thirteen hours."
"Then it's fourteen hours from four in the morning to six at night."
"Meng Fei is right. If you can't firmly believe in the speed of time, players will already start to doubt themselves."
"If I'm not wrong, the time between getting up and getting up will become extremely chaotic, right?"
Zhao Qi swallowed, his voice trembling, "Meng Fei is right, there will definitely not be more than ten people who survive this time."
The atmosphere was heavy and sad.
Someone said: "So, if Meng Fei fails, what we will face is this strange rule?"
"This rules ghost story is the most difficult small ghost story so far, right?"
"The cracking method has not been released yet..."
Zhao Qi sighed lightly, turned his head and said with a smile:
"Don't worry, we have other ways, and the supervision team will never let these things spread."
"Even if Meng Fei fails, it doesn't matter. As a flower grower, we still have an emergency plan."
"Believe in our country and do our best. We must help Meng Fei. We still have a chance."
"Now, kids, collect all the information you can! Tonight, we have to come up with something!"
Meng Fei got up and took his sister out of the bedroom.
Then, they saw their mother immersed in mopping the floor.
Meng Fei tilted his head and called, "Mom?"
Mom's movements didn't stop, "Do me a favor and wipe the floor clean. I'm going to make food now."
Meng Fei: "Okay."
Meng Fei walked over, took the mop, and started mopping the floor.
Mom really went to the kitchen to make food, Meng Fei stared at her back.
To be honest, Meng Fei doubted himself for a moment. After all, he still vividly remembered his mother who was bleeding all over the floor yesterday and lying in the kitchen with her neck crooked.
Not only Meng Fei, but many players are doubting themselves now!
For them, it was just yesterday. Someone in the family died yesterday, whether it was their father or mother, sister, or grandpa, but someone always died!
But when I was called out today and saw that the person who died yesterday was still alive standing in front of me, the shock was not ordinary!
Some players can still remain calm. After all, they are strange creatures, so even if they come back from the dead, there is nothing to make a fuss about.
But some players are no longer able to survive. Players from the Romantic Kingdom even screamed, crossed themselves on their chests, and shouted to God, save me.
Totally crazy! The crazy player was attacked by his family members and torn into pieces!
Panic spread.
Meng Fei slapped his mouth and took out the lace pants from his pocket.
"Well, it seems that the family members will all recover? I just don't know if they still have any memories from before. If they have memories..."
Meng Fei's eyes moved back and forth from his father, who was sitting on the sofa, reading the newspaper silently, to his mother, who was busy in the kitchen.
"It is said that a Z-shaped expression in the eyes will make a person appear to be very scheming."
"But why is he so fussy?"
"I'm so scared, but I feel like I'm not that scared. It's really amazing."
"I don't know, it's so confusing. I feel like my SAN value must not be very good either."
Meng Fei did not continue speaking, but the thoughts in his heart did not stop.
This couple is really cruel. They have ruined each other, and now they can still pretend to be in peace with each other?
So, they have no previous memories? Memory cleared after sleeping?
Or is there something else...
Meng Fei's skin felt a tremor, Meng Fei's eyes sunk, and others.
There must be something else. The rules here are weird, so there is nothing surprising about what happens.
