First-person horror games always give people a dizzy feeling when played for a long time.

Fortunately, the game is still evening, and the light is slightly brighter.

At this time, Gu Mian is manipulating the protagonist to stand on a dilapidated street.

This is a cliffside village, a large village, somewhat like the Western style of the Middle Ages.

Half-collapsed buildings can be seen everywhere, and the collapse is very artistic.

The village looks like it has been abandoned for many years, and no one lives there.

Gu Mian said to himself while manipulating the character and groping the terrain: "Maybe other people have also entered the small dark room like me to control the game character?" ”

If you think a little bolder......

Gu Mian looked at the computer screen in front of him.

Because it was a first-person perspective, there were only scattered streets in front of him.

"Maybe they've become characters in the game too? If you become a ghost, it won't be easy......"

At this time, the fat man was in a hurry in his bookstore.

Because he found that he could not leave this dilapidated house at all, an invisible barrier blocked him, so that he could not take a single step.

"It's unseen and unheard of!" The fat man could only lie on his stomach at the gate and watch the sky outside slowly darken.

The world outside the door is so wide and free, but he can't step out of it!

The fat man was anxious to scold: "What kind of copy will make the player stare in a broken room and not be able to step on a single step?" ”

Thinking that the death protection mechanism of the copy had disappeared, he couldn't help but be more worried: "I don't know how the doctors are doing now......

At this time, the fat man had turned on the switch of the chandelier, which was always shaken by the wind outside, and the fat man was panicked.

He looked at the desk phone on the table, but it didn't have a number at all, and even if he pressed the replay button, it was nothing.

But there must be a way to get out of this place, right?

Thinking of this, the fat man looked at the old bookshelves in front of him.

Why don't you start with these books? What if there's any spell in the book that can get out of this house.

He thought as he lifted his feet and took a few steps in the direction of the bookshelf.

But at this moment, a familiar and strange voice suddenly came from behind him: "Hello, I'm here to return the book." ”

The fat man stiffened his neck and looked back at the door.

I saw a woman standing there in front of the open door, I don't know when she was already there.

She looked haggard and withered, and handed over a book in her thin hand.

The scene strangely coincided with what he had seen not long ago.

If it weren't for the fact that it was already dark outside, the fat man would almost suspect that he had traveled back in time.

His body stiffened, and he looked at the woman in front of him with a somewhat unnatural expression: "I remember you...... Been here just now? ”

The woman did not answer, still holding out her dry hand, but the fat man did not dare to go up and take it.

He leaned against the bookshelf behind him, looking warily at the person in front of him.

For a moment, both of them stood motionless.

But the silence didn't last long, and after a few seconds, the strange and shrill sound came out of the woman's throat again.

"I'll return the book!"

"I'll return the book!"

"I'll return the book!"

I saw her body writhing wildly, as if she was about to rush in in the next second.

The startled fat man hurriedly ran up and snatched the book from the woman's hand.

After the book was taken in her hand, the woman stopped, and the fat man saw her turn mechanically and walk into the darkness.

"!" He shuddered as he watched the woman's departing back, "This place is weird." ”

Why does this person repeat the same thing......

Just as the fat man was staring in the direction where the woman had disappeared and swallowing saliva, the phone on the desk suddenly rang.

He turned his head in shock.

Who's going to call them in this copy?

The ringing of the phone sounded particularly terrifying in the dark night, and the fat man did not hesitate to quickly step forward and pick up the phone.

Immediately afterwards, a familiar voice came out of the microphone: "I'm Chu Changge." ”

Hearing this familiar voice, the fat man suddenly burst into tears: "Little Brother Chu, where are you now?" ”

"I think we're all in the same situation, and now I'm in a bookstore and can't get out; I found two phone numbers on the shelves without notes, and the first person to answer my call was 007, who is also in a bookstore and can't get out. ”

Hearing this, the fat man nodded, although he knew that Chu Changge on the opposite side would not see it: "I'm also in the bookstore now, and I can't get out at all, and there is a crazy woman who keeps returning the book." ”

Chu Changge on the other side paused for a moment, and then spoke: "Did she say that-"

"Hello, I'm here to return the book."

The strange tone of voice drilled into the fat man's ears, and the voice was especially piercing in the cold night.

He slowly twisted his neck to look back, and yes, the voice was coming from the back of his head.

A thin and deformed woman stood in the doorway staring meaninglessly ahead, her withered hand raised forward, and a black book was held in her hand.

"Hello, I'm here to return the book."

The fat man heard her say it again.

There's time in the upper right corner of the screen, it's half past seven in the evening, and the sky in the game has completely darkened.

Gu Mian took advantage of his previous efforts to drill into several buildings to find clues to the game, not to mention that although there were not many people in this village, there were still a lot of good things.

Gu Mian found a lighter and a page of paper torn from which book he didn't know from.

By the way, I also saved a few files.

At this time, Gu Mian was using a lighter prop to illuminate the white paper in his hand, and he could see that the person who printed the book was very generous, and there was only one line of words printed in the middle on a piece of white paper-

"May the angels forgive all sins"

Gu Mian stared at this line of words: "Speaking of which, the tone of this copy seems to be a bit similar to a killing game, I don't know if there will be any touching stories or something in the end." ”

Of course, it doesn't matter if the story is not a story, Gu Mian remembered that there seemed to be an evil god statue in the killing game copy.

He looked at the words on the white paper on the screen and said, "It's really unfair, even the characters in the game have inventory, but I don't." ”

After dark, the clarity of the screen visibly decreases to the naked eye.

I have to say that this game is very realistic, the dead grass on the grass shed and the rags scraped on the fence are swaying in the wind, and the bumpy dirt road raises a puff of dust, although the sound is not audible, but Gu Mian feels as if there is really a gust of wind blowing in his face.

It's worth mentioning that there have been no ghosts in the dungeon so far, even on eerie nights.

"If anyone else is actually in this game, it should be safe in this goblin-free environment."

Gu Mian quickly retracted his naïve thoughts, because he saw that in the darkness not far away, a tall monster dragging an iron chain was slowly walking towards this side.

Gu Mian looked at a lighter in the inventory, a piece of paper, and there seemed to be nothing comparable to a chainsaw.

He quickly pulled his legs and ran away: "I take back what I just said, they are still not safer in this game...... But where the hell are they! ”

At this time, the fat man had also found two phone numbers on his bookshelf, and at this time, he had already ended the conversation with Chu Changge and was talking to 007.

"Three times! That woman has already come three times, each time with the same sentence and the same action, why repeat the same thing so many times? ”

007 on the other side was silent for a while: "That woman has also come to me twice, and both times she repeats the same thing, which is to return the book...... Also, I just used a special item to leave the bookstore, but I couldn't use it. ”

The fat man was slightly stunned: "This restricts our use of special items?" ”

"No," 007's deep voice said, "it's not a limitation, it's an unusability." ”

At this point, she paused and seemed to be thinking about how to explain: "I have a special item that can directly teleport me to a position of a hundred meters in front of me, but when I use this special item, it has a notice that it cannot be used, and the reason is ......"

007 stopped again.

After a long while, the fat man heard her voice coming from the microphone, as if repeating what he saw—

"You are in a copy with a radius of less than 100 meters"