Abyss looked at the passages on both sides and walked to the right.
"The dungeon of that apartment has been cleared. There is no need to go in again. Let's play the new dungeon now."
He came to a bright corridor. On the left is a row of wards, all with their doors closed. The sunlight streaming in from the window on the right gives the entire corridor a layer of gold, or should I say a warm feeling?
Abyss thought he would come to a bloody hospital, but what he saw was completely different from what he imagined.
warmth? He actually felt the warmth? !
The air was filled with the smell of disinfectant. Abyss smelled it but did not feel disgusted.
[You triggered the main quest: Complete the last painting (0/5).
You need to find brushes, paper, easel, paint, and eraser. 】
"It's an obvious mission reminder. To complete the main mission, you need to complete five sub-goals, that is, find these five items." Abyss told the audience. "It seems that this mission is to find things. In such a scene, this mission should not be so scary."
The comments from the audience went by quickly.
"The anchor next door was wiped out."
"Abyss, isn't it a little early for you to say this?"
"Isn't it that scary? You'll know later."
Many viewers came from the anchor next door. They already knew what would happen next. When they saw Abyss despising this copy, they all made gloating taunts.
Of course Abyss knows that this dungeon is not as simple as it seems. He is the one who has passed Bloody Apartment! Under the bright scene you see now, there may be a crisis hidden.
But for the sake of the show's effect, he still had to pretend to be nonchalant.
"I don't think it's that scary. It's full of sunshine here. What's so scary?"
Many viewers enjoy the feeling of knowing everything in advance, and can watch the misfortune of Abyss, who "does not listen to evil", from a God's perspective.
Originally, Abyss didn't want to enter this game again, but since he would be scared sooner or later, it was better to maximize the effect of the program first.
There are five rooms on the left, which seem to correspond to five kinds of painting props.
"Come in order."
Abyss walked into the nearest room.
There is no unnecessary decryption process. This door opens as soon as it is pushed, which seems to want players to complete the main line faster.
"I thought this door would not open, and I was asked to find the key or solve the puzzle."
The first room is a very simple ward. There were two beds inside. There was a bedside table between the two beds with a piece of black paper on it.
At the same time, on the shelf in the corner of the room, there was a piece of white paper.
Abyss picked up the white paper first.
Suddenly a warm feeling enveloped him, like being bathed in the sun.
"Everyone is thinking about my condition."
“Everyone was very peaceful and never lost control, which made me feel extra safe.”
A gentle voice sounded in his ears, which made Abyss feel very comfortable.
Then, Abyss walked to the black paper, picked it up and looked at it.
When he touched the black paper, a creepy cold feeling ran through his body from his fingertips. There seemed to be countless figures standing behind him, releasing endless malice towards him.
"You are too emotional. Go to the hospital."
"You may look like a good child, but your mentality is completely different from others."
"It's a pity that he's an anomaly. He won't be able to achieve much in this life."
Whether it was relatives, friends, or strangers, they all pointed at him and made him doubt himself.
He couldn't help but shudder and quickly threw down the paper.
The black paper fell to the ground, out of tune with the atmosphere of the room.
Abyss shook his head, trying to shake this feeling out of his head, but to no avail. As long as he experienced that kind of negative emotion once, he would never forget it.
"Anchor, you..."
"I actually cried. Oh my God, the anchor actually cried."
"But the other anchors were so scared that they fainted. What's so scary here? Isn't it just a piece of paper?"
Abyss saw the comments from the audience and subconsciously touched his face, only to realize that he was actually crying.
"How could it happen? When exactly..."
Savoring it carefully, he realized that among the negative emotions that piece of paper gave him, apart from the initial horror and the resentment in the middle, what remained in the end was a kind of sadness.
This complex emotion is both strange and exhilarating, making it feel real.
"You can only feel the power of this game by playing it yourself. From the perspective of a bystander, you can't notice anything at all. Is this the way it uses to avoid the supervision of the Utopia system?"
Compared with the complex emotional experience of black paper, the experience brought to him by white paper was actually a bit hollow.
But he didn't dare touch the black paper again, so he took the white paper and left the room.
The second ward is a children's ward with a wall painted with rainbows and suns, and colorful wind chimes hanging from the ceiling.
There were broken brushes lying under the wall, lying there like a pile of garbage.
On the bedside table next to the hospital bed is a bucket of delicate line pens.
Abyss picked up the delicate line pen and felt the endless warmth and sunshine.
"If you like art, you can work towards becoming a graphics engineer."
“Meticulously drawing out the shape and specifications of the parts is the greatest value we can contribute to the project.”
“This is the kind of drawing that works.”
Such words are correct now, and this is what Abyss has been taught since childhood.
What you do must be useful and must be executed meticulously in accordance with objective facts. Only by doing things that are meaningful to the development of science can we be worthy of respect.
Abyss actually didn't agree with this statement, but he always thought that he was an alien and was out of tune with the public.
But at this moment, holding this exquisite line pen, he felt nauseated.
He picked up the broken brush in the corner again.
But there is no experience.
“Is it because it’s broken and I need to fix it?”
Abyss started looking around for something that could fix the brush.
"Generally speaking, since this kind of puzzle is set up, there must be tools nearby that can repair the brush."
It seemed that the designers of the game did not want to make things too difficult for the players. Abyss quickly found the tape in the bedside table.
He taped the two broken parts together.
This time, there was nothing creepy about it.
He felt intense sadness, rolling over his body and mind like a wave, almost making him unable to breathe.
Beyond that, when the sadness faded, he discovered the anger underneath.
Tears came out of his eyes too, this time tears of anger.
Abyss grasped the pen and understood the feeling.
Since his family trampled on his ideals and broke his pen, even if he used the broken pen to draw what he wanted to draw, he would not pick up the exquisite line pen over there and leave it to others. Arrange the way.
Since there was no sense of horror, Abyss simply put the broken pen into his pocket.
He began to expect what he would find in the third ward.
