A dark perspective came.
Cheng Ye was plunged into darkness.
He felt a little dizzy, his body was out of control, he felt nauseous and felt weak.
It was as if the strength had been drained away.
Can't breathe.
Uncomfortable, very uncomfortable.
It's like falling into a deep sea, with water coming in from all directions, suffocating you.
Cheng Ye struggled desperately.
He doesn't know what's wrong?
Something happened.
Why does exiting the game normally turn into this?
It was clear that in the past, he would appear in the teleportation room just for a moment.
Just like Doraemon's Any Door.
From one world to another.
Why this time...
……no the same?
…
Wei Sheng'an and Xiao Ming both left the game smoothly.
Wei Sheng'an lazily went to the refrigerator and took out a can of Coke. This seemed to have become his habit, as if life was too bitter and he wanted something sweet.
Xiao Ming took two steps forward and then turned to stone.
Looking at Wei Sheng'an's prop room, he was stunned.
I stood at the door for a long time, watching the props inside shine in the sunlight.
I couldn't help but raise my hand, trembling:
"You, are you human?"
Wei Sheng'an pulled up the tab, and bubbles came out. He took a sip and felt refreshed.
"No, what's wrong?"
Tell the truth.
Extremely natural.
Xiao Ming:……
His expression was complicated for a moment.
It's true that he is not a human being. He is a wealthy businessman, but he has so many props. It seems that they are all other people's hard-earned money.
When will he have so many props?
Wei Sheng'an ignored Xiao Ming at all, took a sip of Coke and walked towards the living room on his own.
He picked up the remote control on the table and turned on the projector.
What movie are you watching today?
The one I watched last time was pretty good, why not watch another one of the same genre today?
Wei Sheng'an thought about it and started searching in the resource library.
The fat man had been standing at the door of the teleportation room. After a long time, he had anxiety on his face and a somewhat urgent voice: "Wei Sheng'an, Wei Sheng'an!"
Wei Sheng'an looked up lazily: "Huh?"
The fat man turned his head, his little eyes full of urgency: "Boss, the boss hasn't come out yet!"
Wei Sheng'an glanced at it and repeated softly: "...Not coming out?"
There was a bit of disbelief in his dark eyes.
They didn't click to send this time, but waited for the time to be automatically kicked out.
So their time should be the same.
He, Xiao Ming, and Fatty all came out together.
So, what about Cheng Ye?
Why didn't he come out?
In an instant, Wei Sheng'an stood up, his whole body filled with the coldness of being kept away from strangers. He walked towards the door of the transfer room and stared at the door.
"How long has it been?" He looked at the anxious fat man standing aside: "How long has it been since we came back?"
The fat man thought for a moment: "About ten minutes."
"There's something wrong." Wei Sheng'an's eyes turned deep and he said firmly as he looked at the empty transfer room.
Xiao Ming was attracted by the sound here, and instead of leaning on the glass wall to look at the props, he walked over.
He looked at the anxious fat man, then at Wei Sheng'an who kept away from strangers, and glanced at the teleportation room with a smile: "Oops, one is missing."
The fat man grabbed Xiao Ming's arm: "Can't you enter the dungeon? Can you find where the boss is now?"
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"Are you in a hurry?" Xiao Ming said deliberately slowly.
The fat man nodded desperately: "He didn't come out! I'm worried whether he was swallowed by the copy or something went wrong!"
Xiao Ming lazily said: "But, I can't enter the completed copy."
The fat man's eyes were filled with despair, and he looked at Wei Sheng'an again.
I didn’t know what to do for a while.
Chu Yue and the others have lost contact, and now even the boss has lost contact. There is something wrong with the game...
Xiao Ming suddenly smiled mysteriously and stood lazily aside: "What do you think?"
Although he didn't say it to Wei Sheng'an, Wei Sheng'an knew that he was talking to him.
Wei Sheng'an thought for a while: "The game seems to have started having problems since the new mode was launched."
Xiao Ming nodded: "Yes, there is an extra escape prop. I have never heard of any copy that can exit directly without completing the task. This is the impact of the new mode."
Wei Sheng'an raised his eyes, his brown eyes reflecting a little light: "What about now, what do you think?"
Xiao Ming pouted and shook his body indifferently: "Ah, I, I, I don't have any opinion."
He showed a bright smile and grinned at Wei Sheng'an.
Then he put his head in his hands and left with great ease.
It was like, whether Cheng Ye could come back or not was none of his business.
Wei Sheng'an looked deeply at Xiao Ming's back, thoughtfully.
…
Out of breath.
Consciousness collapses...
Nothingness, everything is nothingness...
Cheng Ye felt like he was about to suffocate to death.
His struggling limbs also stopped.
Like a small animal falling into the sea, it finally stopped struggling.
Like a ball of mayflies sinking to the bottom, no longer alive.
At this moment, the pressure around him suddenly dissipated.
It seemed like he returned to normal in an instant.
Cheng Ye fell heavily to the ground, and the smell of green grass hit his face.
He struggled and slowly opened his eyes.
When I groped around, it seemed to be mud.
After some effort, he stood up.
The surrounding area was completely white, and nothing could be seen clearly.
Lowering his head again, the mud and grass seemed to be an illusion, and he was clearly standing in a mist.
For a moment, I didn’t know why.
There is white mist in all directions, with no direction or purpose.
suddenly.
A sharp pain came over me.
He half-bent over in an instant, breathing heavily, and the sufficient oxygen allowed him to gradually return to normal.
He stood there for a while, and after making sure that his body was fine, he began to try to fumble.
After walking for a long time, there was nothing.
It's as if this is an infinite area, except for the white mist.
After walking too much, my eyes started to hurt.
Perhaps it was because there were no special buildings, just open space, that Cheng Ye became increasingly confused about where he was.
He simply stopped.
Sit there quietly.
After the last copy ended, he left the game according to the time.
Then came here.
Is this... the gap between games and games?
Or is it a bug in the game.
Or is it intentional in the game?
Cheng Ye closed his eyes. Since he didn't have any clue, he might as well take a rest.
I don't know how long it took, but Cheng Ye finally remembered the familiar mechanical sound in his ears.
[The players have all gathered. 】
[Passed initial scan. 】
[Number of players: 12. 】
[The game is initialized successfully and the game can be played. 】
…
[Welcome players to the substitute copy. 】
[The participating players this time are all elite players whose current game excellence rate is greater than 90%. 】
[There are no penalties or rewards in this copy. 】
[Just players need to survive as much as possible. 】
[The game will officially start in half an hour, and all main cities of this instance will be broadcast live simultaneously. 】
[Please play the game seriously. You represent your respective regions. 】
