This night is destined to be a sleepless night for Chen Zhuo.

Time disappeared minute by minute, and the outside world began to quiet down, only Chen Zhuo made a "whoosh" and "whoosh" sound on the third floor, which sounded exceptionally clear in the dark night.

Chen Xiangran stood outside the stairs and listened for a while, shook his head, and returned to the second floor.

"This kid ......"

The son has really grown up.

It's just that there is something wrong with the way of doing things, I don't know if our house is not soundproof?

Looks like I'll have to find some time to talk to him.

in the bedroom.

Chen Zhuo's breathing was as heavy as a cow, sweat the size of a bean oozed from his forehead, and his face was hideous.

At this moment, he has VR eyes, his spirit is tense, and he looks like he is facing a great enemy. Holding the two handles in both hands, he gestured in the void.

If someone could see the virtual picture in his glasses, they could find that Chen Zhuo was standing in a wilderness at this moment, surrounded by darkness, no sound, no color.

Quiescence.

Tedious.

In this environment, people will feel irritable and depressed inexplicably.

Chen Zhuo stood alone, and in front of him, almost every moment there were all kinds of rubble rushing towards him. All he could do was swing the laser sword in his hand to knock the stones down.

There is no way to dodge.

His feet seemed to be held in place by a strange force, unable to move.

If he can't knock the rocks down, the rubble will hit him. Even if Chen Zhuo knew that they were all virtual, the pain of the gravel hitting him was as if it were real, and the pain made him grin.

"If this continues, so many rubbles hit me, and I'm afraid my body is going to die. ”

Chen Zhuo felt bitter in his heart, and tried his best to resist the broken stones.

If you don't play the game, your head will explode.

Playing the game, you will be attacked by rubble blocks again.

What exactly did he do wrong?

And he has just learned from the beginning of the game that he is only playing the "easy difficulty" of this game, but its "easy difficulty" is like a heaven and an underground compared to the simple difficulty of the rhythm lightsaber, and the two are completely incomparable.

If it's a rhythm lightsaber, even if it's the first time he's playing, as a hardcore player who has played hundreds of games, he can easily find out the pattern according to the rhythm of the music, and even if it's an expert + level difficulty, he is very confident that he can clear the level in a short time.

Games at hand:

First: Gravel attacks are irregular.

Second: there is no background music.

Third: the environment is extremely boring.

Fourth: Broken stones can hurt yourself.

Any difficulty gave Chen Zhuo a headache, he was like a great enemy, he didn't dare to relax in the slightest, and he was engrossed in guarding against any flying gravel.

About ten minutes later, Chen Zhuo, who was scarred all over his body, finally heard a prompt voice:

"The first game is over. ”

Call~~

I'm going to die!

Chen Zhuo was so tired that he almost collapsed and was directly paralyzed to the ground.

The short ten-minute high-intensity confrontation was more tiring than his previous all-night games, not only the pain of being hit by gravel hundreds of times, but also the prostration of his spirit.

At this moment, his brain was blank, his ears were ringing, his hands and feet were sore, and he just wanted to sleep.

But just when he thought it was over, a mechanical voice sounded again:

"Comprehensive assessment -

Difficulty: Easy

Duration: 10 minutes

Hit: 139 times.

Hit gravel: 0 times

Status: Failed

After ten minutes, the game will start again, so please get ready. ”

Still coming?

Chen Zhuo's heart fell into the ice valley.

What kind of game is this?

Devil, right?

What makes him even more frightened is that in the game interface, in addition to the difficulty of this game, in addition to the easy, there are also difficulty, expert, and hell levels.

"Ma Dan, the easy difficulty is higher than the expert level + difficulty of the 'Rhythm Light Saber', how terrifying is the hell-level difficulty? ”

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he opened the window and prepared to throw away the VR equipment in front of him. him NN drops, love whoever wants, he can't afford to serve this thing.

Just as he was about to throw it, suddenly Chen Zhuo's head began to ache sharply without warning, and this time the pain was so painful that he almost died. It wasn't until he put the VR device aside that the pain faded away.

“......”

Chen Zhuo didn't even have the strength to speak.

Obviously, the VR equipment in front of him has been completely bound to his spirit. To put it simply, it is inseparable from him.

Want to ditch it?

Ten minutes later, Chen Zhuo started the game again with the mentality of "if you can't resist, just admit it".

After another ten minutes, the game ended again.

The voice sounded:

"Comprehensive assessment -

Difficulty: Easy

Duration: 10 minutes

Hit: 146 times.

Hit gravel: 1 time

Status: Failed

After ten minutes, the game will start again, so please get ready. ”

Chen Zhuo's eyes were glazed.

"Is this endless?"

Because of the serious consumption of mental and physical strength, after the game this time, Chen Zhuo was hit by gravel more times than the last time. If it weren't for the fact that the gravel was a virtual item, he suspected that he was completely skinless at the moment.

He lifted his clothes and found that even though the place where he had been hit by the gravel was scorching pain, his skin was still intact, not even a little bruised.

"Could it be that the pain I feel is all mental fantasy? In fact, I am not hurt?"

Chen Zhuo couldn't understand it, and felt more and more that there was something wrong with this game.

But what if there is a problem?

He can't do anything about it!

This evening.

Chen Zhuo had the longest night ever, and he had no idea how he had survived.

How many games did he play?

Twenty rounds?

Thirty rounds?

All he knew was that he was only numb against the rubble, his expression glazed over, and his eyes were blank.

If you don't fall asleep, your head will be awakened by a strong pinprick pain. After experiencing dozens of devastation, it is estimated that he has already fainted from torture.

Until about five o'clock in the morning.

In a trance, a voice sounded:

"Comprehensive assessment -

Difficulty: Easy

Duration: 10 minutes

Hit: 159 times.

Hit gravel: 0 times

Status: Failed

The game is over, and the game will start again at 10 p.m., so players are requested to prepare in advance. ”

Boom~~~

The next moment, Chen Zhuo didn't even take off the blindfold, he was directly paralyzed on the ground and fell asleep.

......

At seven o'clock in the morning, the rapid alarm clock rang for several minutes before he woke him up.

Chen Zhuo's whole body was sore, his head was groggy, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand. If it weren't for today's class teacher Cao Yanwang, he wouldn't even want to go to school at all.

I lay on the spot and rubbed for a few minutes before I stood up with the pain.

I didn't even bother to wash up.

Looking at the time, if you don't go to school again, you will be late. He had no choice but to hold on to the stairs and walk downstairs step by step. His legs trembled, his steps were vague, and he couldn't even stand on his feet if it weren't for the escalator to support his body.

When I came downstairs, my parents had already gotten up.

Jiang Qin saw Chen Zhuo's pale face and weak appearance, his face changed, and he hurriedly walked over: "Zhuo'er, why is your face so ugly? Are you sick?"

"No ......"

Chen Zhuo said weakly.

"He's not sick, you can rest assured. ”

Jiang Qin still wanted to speak, but saw that Chen Xiangran had already walked over.

Chen Xiangran glanced at Chen Zhuo, whose legs were trembling, and then sighed faintly, and said helplessly: "Son, you have to be modest." If you do it too many times, you will hurt your body, do you know?"

"Huh?"

Chen Zhuo stumbled and almost didn't fall to his death.

He was overwhelmed with grief and indignation: "Dad, it's really not what you think. ”

Chen Xiangran saw that Jiang Qin was still standing next to him, so he nodded: "Okay, okay, what you said is right." In the afternoon, I'll ask your mother to stew an old hen to make up for you. ”

“？？？”