Lao Wang fled, and the screen in the live broadcast room went dark.
However, the audience in the live broadcast room did not disperse, but started discussing in the darkened live broadcast room.
"This game is a bit evil. There's nothing particularly scary about it, but it's still scary."
"Chinese horror is like this. Adding things that are extremely scary in some corners, adding slightly inconsistent details to familiar objects, thereby creating a terrifying effect. It will not have particularly scary details that are startling, but This feeling of fear is progressive, and the more I think about it, the more terrifying it becomes.”
"I agree. Is there a similar game? It shouldn't be too scary, just one-third of this one."
"I'll just take a quarter."
Seeing the discussion among these people, Fang Cheng just wanted to ask, what are you talking about?
Lao Wang has not played the essence of the game, and the educational part has not yet appeared. Why do you all understand it?
And this game...is it scary?
It's obviously a very warm scene, right?
There is a grandfather who helps with rituals to extend life, an amiable elder sister, and an infinite staircase specially made to prevent everyone from skipping the novice guide.
And the prompts are given. At this time, if you press K and cry, you can get help from another young lady. That young lady is quite cute.
Could it be that my novice guidance is really bad?
A group of viewers discussed for fifteen minutes, and Lao Wang, who had been offline, actually came back.
At this time, Lao Wang was wrapped in a blanket and shivering all over in the summer.
This video was probably shot with a mobile phone. The effect is not as good as the live broadcast equipment at Lao Wang's home, but the clarity is not bad.
He now uses three mobile phones, one for shooting and two for lighting.
The unique live broadcast method made the audience a little curious, and then asked: "Old Wang, what kind of work are you doing?"
"...The community has a power outage." Lao Wang was about to cry.
No one is this lucky today.
I was so frightened that I collapsed, and then I received a notification of a line failure and a temporary power outage.
The empty and dark room always reminded him of the game he had just played, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened and hairy he became. Finally, he simply locked the bedroom door and locked himself in the bedroom.
But the cat doesn’t feel safe in bed. Any disturbance outside will make him scream in fear.
So, he simply returned to the live broadcast room and chatted with a group of people to relieve his psychological pressure.
In the past, if this happened to Lao Wang, a group of spectators would definitely start taunting him to let Lao Wang know that he was nothing compared to them.
But now, the audience has become very gentle, so gentle that they can be called male mothers.
"Old Wang, it's okay, we are here."
"Here, let me sing a song for you. I sing like Jacky Cheung, and my Adam's apple will move up and down."
"But you're so scared and there's a power outage, why don't you go out and find a place to hide for the night?"
Lao Wang, who was wrapped in a blanket, showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "My home is on the seventeenth floor."
"Then what?"
"The elevator is also out of power, and I don't dare to take the stairs. Let alone leaving, now that I think about taking the stairs, my bladder starts to tremble."
"...Old Wang, please give us your address, and we will go over and accompany you."
"I don't dare to open the door. Please find a locksmith company to open the door for me. No, it's better to say goodbye. Now I cry when I hear the sound of unlocking."
Discovering that Lao Wang has now regressed to the stage of a child, a group of viewers have no choice.
They could only talk to Lao Wang in different ways, tell jokes, and make each other happy. What they did was completely opposite to what they had done in the past.
After coaxing Lao Wang until two o'clock in the morning, Lao Wang started to yawn. He felt that these people were quite good.
Although everyone usually fights each other without any limit, when things really happen, they are really reliable.
Except for that living immortal!
In addition to being able to reward people, this guy is an out-and-out evil person!
While gritting his teeth and cursing the other party, Lao Wang turned off the live broadcast and wrapped himself in a blanket.
Trying to immerse himself in the world of "Princess Dungeon", he forced himself to forget the horror game just now, let his consciousness gradually empty, and let himself fall into sleep.
Then he woke up.
Sitting on the bed, he looked around blankly and found that the surrounding environment was strange and familiar.
It was strange because the surrounding decoration had a strong smell of the 1980s, and he could guarantee that he had never been there before.
Familiar because...
This is the scene from the game!
This discovery made Lao Wang break into a cold sweat in vain, and a huge sense of fear came over him, which made Lao Wang unable to even scream.
Then, the door creaked, and the grandpa in the game actually appeared at the door and said kindly: "My dear, grandpa is going out for a trip. You can play around at home and come back for dinner when the time is up. But remember, No matter who talks to you, don't answer. You can't eat anything from outside, only food from home. Don't look in the mirror, don't play with water, and don't touch sharp objects. And grandpa's room, don't go in under any circumstances, do you understand?"
The lines are all the same!
When people are extremely frightened, they will hear a large number of bubbles bursting in their ears. This is the scream before the brain cells are overwhelmed and die heroically.
After finally getting rid of this drowning-like state, he bit his tongue hard and found that it didn't hurt at all.
It was indeed a dream!
So, how do I wake up!
"Oh, just press Esc to exit."
"There is no Esc in dreams!"
"You know you are dreaming, can't you make an Esc yourself?"
"Oh, yes. Thank you, but who are you?"
"Living Immortal."
"It is you!"
Lao Wang stretched out his hand to catch the guy who suddenly appeared and had his back turned to him.
But a strong force struck him, sending him directly out of the dreamland and onto the bed.
Sitting up panting, Lao Wang found that his back was wet, and the bed had been soaked in his own sweat, forming a human shape.
After breathing for a long time, he calmed down, and then felt a little refreshed.
The dream just now was quickly dissipating, leaving only a slight impression in the end.
However, the refreshing feeling after breaking away from the nightmare was retained, and the psychological shadow before going to bed actually dissipated a lot, making him feel tired again. He put it on the pillow and fell into sleep, falling into a deep sleep.
Outside his window, Fang Cheng's soul nodded slightly.
The protection mechanism of the dream world works.
Dreams can heal trauma and release anxiety, and the dream world, as a collection of a large number of dreams, has a hundred times the effect of ordinary dreams.
The previous play has caused some psychological shadows in Lao Wang, and he has some contact with the dream world. Then the dream world will absorb Lao Wang's consciousness into it and repair his heart.
After some calculations, Fang Cheng found that this would not do any harm to Lao Wang. On the contrary, it could eliminate some psychological dangers and could be left alone.
Moreover, when the other party wakes up, it will only leave a rough impression of the dream, and it will not have any impact in the future.
After confirming that it was correct, Fangcheng Yuanshen left, leaving only Lao Wang who slept like a baby.
