The countdown and the stickman with the baton in his hand gave me a bad premonition.

If this is really what I understand, that thing will free Wang Yijun after a year and find a new victim.

I couldn't help but shudder.

Such an unpreventable thing, if you find a victim every year, no one will find out at all. Coupled with the people who were killed by "gamers" like Tianyi Zhenren, how many people has it killed?

I looked at the sluggish ghost of Wang Yijun, and I still sympathized with her in my heart. But if she stays, she may let the killing game continue.

I took a deep breath and tried to tell myself that it was the right thing to do, that Wang Yijun had become a ghost. I fixed my eyes on Wang Yijun's corpse and allowed myself to accept this reality. My hand reached out to Wang Yijun's ghost.

The moment I touched Wang Yijun's neck, I felt a biting cold, like the cold that Wang Yijun felt on Ah Duo before. My heart jumped, and I subconsciously loosened a little, and the cold, like a beast that had found its prey, suddenly rushed straight to my head.

I jumped up and saw the scenery spinning, and when I heard a loud bang, I realized that I had fallen to the floor.

It hurt a little to hit the ground with your arms and shoulders, but it couldn't compare to the chill of pins and needles.

Doesn't that thing have a one-year break? Can you still move?

I was a little frightened, and checked my body, there were no missing arms or legs, nothing came out of my head, and there were no strange words in my field of vision. Is it okay, or is it okay "for the time being"?

My heart was pounding.

When I arrived at the office, my heartbeat had not calmed down.

The thin man was startled when he saw me, "Brother Qi, are you okay?" ”

"Could it be that you dreamed of Wang Yijun?" The fat man asked, sighing, "I saw the morning news." It's all frozen into a lump......"

I nodded stiffly, and just as Chen Xiaoqiu and Guo Yujie had arrived, I told them about last night's dream.

The thin man was shocked and stammered, "Aren't all those authors on the Internet?" Is there really such a thing as a system? ”

"It could be the Lord God." The fat man said seriously.

"Can you be serious?" Guo Yujie glared at the two angrily.

"We're serious. Who is the originator of systematic writing? Maybe he's really encountered this kind of thing! The thin man had the expression of discovering a new continent.

The fat man explained: "Gu Mo said that God is a little abnormal now, but there is still a normal system program to maintain the operation of our big world, and it is not strange that another main god and another system appear, right?" ”

"Wouldn't that be with a being like heaven...... What does it do to kill people like this? Guo Yujie couldn't figure it out, "Wang Yijun is not one of those strange people." She's just an ordinary little girl. ”

"Maybe it's retribution after reincarnation?" The fat man continued to reason.

Chen Xiaoqiu looked at me, "You killed Wang Yijun's ghost?" ”

My recounting of them stopped at the year countdown and stickman.

"Nope. I was about to do it......" I said hesitantly, "and I felt the chill when my hand touched it...... That thing ......."

The thin man and the fat man suddenly lost the mood to joke.

"Isn't it, Brother Qi?!"

"Brother Qi, are you alright?"

"I don't know." I smiled wryly and rubbed the corners of my forehead.

I regret it now. What superhero to be? Who knows who that thing will find in a year's time? It was so coincidental that I found my family and friends? How many people die every day.

But at the time, I really didn't think there would be such danger. Doesn't a one-year countdown mean a one-year stoppage? Isn't that a normal idea that that this thing is so powerful, that it takes a long time to recover once run? I missed the opportunity because I hesitated to wait and see, and I don't want to miss it again this time. Who knows......

This time I didn't hesitate, I was too rash and made a mistake again.

"Did you wake up when you felt the cold?" Chen Xiaoqiu asked very calmly.

"Hmm."

"Then before you wake up, do you still see the countdown in Wang Yijun's field of vision?"

I was stunned, and after recalling it, I nodded affirmatively, "That countdown is still going." ”

"Maybe it's just warning you, preventing you from doing sabotage, and it doesn't transfer to you." Chen Xiaoqiu analyzed.

I sighed, "That's right...... too."

Chen Xiaoqiu's reasoning is very reasonable, and it is also an optimistic view. I was still a little worried, but I still accepted her statement.

However, because I was still a little worried in my heart, I was absent-minded all day. The thin man and the fat man are considerate of me, and they share the work today.

When I came home at night, I didn't dare to let my parents and sister see that something was wrong with me, so I tried to cover it up.

The news happened to broadcast Wang Yijun's incident, of course, the topic was not a supernatural event, but a psychological problem of a senior high school student. Wang Yijun was originally a party to the previous sudden death incident, and the media were very interested in this topic, discussing the education system and the reform of the college entrance examination, every year, and they were happy to do so. Who says that there are new students every year, new high school juniors?

When I went to bed this night, I was a little nervous, afraid to sleep until midnight, and suddenly I heard that kind of boot music. But as I did last night, as soon as I rested my head on the pillow, I fell asleep.

The boot music did play, and I saw the loading screen, but I was still relaxed. I'm clearly in a dream right now.

Is it about Wang Yijun's dream?

I pondered, separated from the possessed person, and saw a strange face. The bedroom I'm in now is also unfamiliar, but it's a little familiar, because there are a lot of game-related things here, and in addition to that, there are some recording equipment. Unlike Wang Yijun's room, those games are not limited to horror games.

The young man lying on the bed woke up, and his behavior was different from Wang Yijun. His eyes were wide open in confusion, and his eyes were not in focus.

I found that his vision had not recovered, what he saw was not a bedroom, it was still loading, and the progress bar was much longer than what Wang Yijun had seen twice. I discerned, and saw the translucent words "Installing" in his dark vision.

This man...... Is this the first time you've encountered this?

I looked at the young man who was still lying on the bed in amazement. Somewhat overwhelmed, he blinked a few times and waved his hand in front of him. But all he could see was the strange interface.

The progress bar is finally finished.

This time I'm a bystander, and I feel differently than before.

As the progress bar moves, the surroundings are changing. It felt subtle, but I did feel the change, and even saw it with my own eyes - a yellowed notebook appeared next to the young man's bed, and the word "Ah Duo" was written on it.

The progress bar in the young man's field of vision finally came to the end, replaced with the clear handwriting of "installation successful", and when the handwriting faded and he could see normally, the four words "high energy ahead" occupied his entire field of vision. Two seconds later, the words were gone.

I could see and feel that the young man was in a state of bewilderment.

Anyone who suddenly encounters this situation, not too much nerve, or has been over-brainwashed by the Internet, will have such a reaction, instead of thinking "hahaha I am the chosen teenager".

I don't know what happened to Wang Yijun when he first encountered that thing, but now I don't have time to wait for this young man to get used to it.

Dada......

Footsteps rang out outside the door.