"Well done." Zhao Ziying looked at the chaotic town and encouraged Shi Mo.

Shi Mo pouted, do you still need to say it?

Shi Mo was about to speak, when he suddenly felt that his vision was a little blurry, and Zhao Ziying's face changed slightly.

Zhao Ziying's face suddenly distorted a little, as if it was ······ Laughing?

The mouth is very cracked, and the smile is exaggerated and ugly.

"Clown ·····" Shi Mo rubbed his eyes.

"You watch here, I want to take a break, I suddenly feel so tired and sleepy." After speaking, no matter what Zhao Ziying's reaction was, Shi Mo controlled the game character into a house, and then fell asleep.

But doing so didn't have much effect.

Even if Shi Mo closed his eyes, he could still see the clown, the disgusting and pale face that had been flashing in his mind.

Even if he wanted to, it would be difficult.

What worries Shi Mo the most is that he not only has hallucinations, he also has auditory hallucinations.

"Do you know the chaos?"

"You······ Know····· Confusion? It ······ It ····· Yes·· Bringing Equity······ Bringing Justice"

"It can ······ Bring fairness. ”

"How? You... You ····· Like······· Confusion? ”

The clown's voice seemed to be constantly echoing in his head, and there was an echo.

Shi Mo only felt that his body was cold for a while, his soul was very ethereal, drifting with the tide, he seemed to have lost his way, and he had no fixed place.

Shi Mo found himself suddenly appearing in a dark place where there was fog everywhere.

He seemed to be able to see the road around him, but when he looked closely, it was blurry.

Shi Mo told himself that he was dreaming, but he found that he was very awake, too awake, and he could feel the reality of the scene around him.

But reason told him that it was all false.

Shi Mo pinched his hand, he could also feel the pain, and he could feel the panic in his heart.

"Where is this?" Shi Mo said to himself, after speaking, he looked around again, and couldn't help but be a little disappointed, he really hoped that someone would jump out and talk to him after he finished speaking, even if this person was a liar and a wicked person.

It's a pity that there really isn't a single person here.

Shi Mo began to walk, he could feel the distance of the surrounding scene, and slowly he began to run, although the appearance of the surroundings kept changing, but Shi Mo still felt that he couldn't see everything clearly.

That hazy feeling is everywhere.

Shi Mo was about to walk into a hotel, the door of this hotel was very large, Shi Mo was just about to walk in, he subconsciously looked up, and suddenly his eyes widened.

This hotel is very wrong.

This hotel began to change slowly in Shi Mo's eyes.

The hotel is boxy, and Shi Mo suddenly feels that the hotel seems to be a head.

The huge vertical sign on the door resembles a person's nose.

The lights on both sides of the hotel look like eyes.

As for this door.

Shi Mo immediately turned around and ran away, and the hotel seemed to come to life suddenly.

Laugh.

"Hahaha!!!ha

Next, every time Shi Mo ran to a place, the buildings around that place would be resurrected.

Turns into a smiley face similar to a clown, no, that's a clown.

Shi Mo thought as he listened to this familiar and disgusted voice.

Who else laughs like this but a clown?

Shi Mo has been running constantly, this feeling Shi Mo has not experienced for a long time.

A feeling of confusion.

There is no sense of purpose.

The last time I felt like this was when I was in school.

At that moment, I was at a loss for the future, for life, and for many things.

He has been going to school, he will only go to school, and now he won't have to go to school soon, in addition to being happy, Shi Mo is more confused about the future.

What will happen to him in the future?

Where will he go in the future? What are you going to do?

He didn't know any of this, he panicked, he was uneasy, and he ended up playing games and anesthetizing himself.

In the end, I found fun in the process of playing the game, was praised by others, and enjoyed the adoring eyes of others.

Slowly, he got honors, he got money.

I don't know when, Shi Mo thought it was good, so he kept moving towards playing games, which seemed to be a very lucrative career.

But in reality?

Its central acid is known only to him.

Aside from the players, who cares about a game that plays well?

Who cares?

What does he have besides a decent income?

Nothing.

If you insist that there is, then you are fans.

But what's the use of fans?.

Those who keep saying that they support him and worship him are a group of uncles in Shi Mo's opinion.

He was a show for the masters, because he survived on their money.

He wants to value them, and he fulfills their requirements.

I'm so tired.

Shi Mo ran, his mind was constantly thinking, and he suddenly felt so tired.

There is not a moment of such tiredness.

He stopped, bent down, and wanted to rest, but saw the lake not far away.

Shi Mo walked over, he subconsciously wanted to look at the lake, or rather, to see himself reflected in the lake.

So Shi Mo saw his confused self, he wanted to smile bitterly, so that he didn't look so decadent, but he smiled, but he didn't smile when he was projected on the water.

Shi Mo saw that he slowly began to change, Shi Mo's expression became solemn, but he began to smile when he was reflected in the water.

The smile is very distorted, very exaggerated, faintly like... Clown.

Shi Mo was about to leave.

Suddenly, a hand appeared in the water and grabbed Shi Mo into the water.

"Huhu~~ cough"

Shi Mo woke up and gasped for breath.

Is it a dream?.

Shi Mo thought, but what is the feeling of suffocation and choking in the water when he is caught in the water?

"I didn't expect to really fall asleep." Shi Mo looked at the window, it was bright.

He immediately washed his face and continued to fight.

Anyway, we'll have to finish the game.

We have to make sure that Zhao Ziying comes back alive and intact.

"It's okay, Shi Mo, you're just sick, sick. You're not crazy, you're not crazy," Shi Mo muttered to himself comforting himself.

No matter what, whether it is self-deception or despair, you must not let your mentality be unbalanced.

And scientifically speaking, Shi Mo was just infected with the clown virus, which can be regarded as illness.

As for whether he thinks so in his heart, that's another matter.

"It seems that I really have to find the psychological counselor recommended by the eldest princess Zhu Zining." Shi Mo has made a good plan for his own itinerary, and he should be able to delay the infection of the clown virus with some psychological tips.

As for the method that Shi Mo thought of adding points through the matrix game platform before, Shi Mo already understood that this would not work.

The clown virus infects the mind.

Madness is contagious.

Like an acre of land, the land suddenly gets sick, the soil becomes barren, and the yield is insufficient. Although Shi Mo can increase production by expanding the land area, it cannot cure the root cause after all.

Someday, the rate of infection will get faster and faster.

This is the way to die.

(End of chapter)