Chapter 1700: Disappearing Existence
The gameplay video is still playing.
I watched absentmindedly, memories coming back to me, and I now have some impressions of what I had seen.
Xiaomi died seven or eight times, edited out some repetitive processes, and it didn't take much time to play the ending.
I only heard the millet in the video exclaim in a daze: "Huh? Hey? Huh??? Passed? Ha! I'm over! Ah, see the end...... This ghost is the real murderer...... Oh......'...... I killed him. I had to kill him. I'm leaving this ...... Get out of here! ’…… Hey, wait, that's gone? ”
The white ghost in the game disappears.
The main character detective begins to speak, summing up his detective process and expressing his feelings.
"Wait! Hey, hey, that's all? Ha...... This doesn't seem to be the end. Why did you kill the man and say leave...... Isn't this the true ending? Is there a true ending...... Oh, it's over. Well, I guess I played a normal ending. Wait for me to search for it......"
Xiaomi switched screens, flipped through the comments on the homepage of the game's official website, and searched again in the search site.
"Well, it seems that no one has played this ending yet...... Neither does the Raiders. I don't think this is the true ending. The game has only been released for a week, and there may be news of an update later. I'll try again later...... Oh, this point in time...... Okay, let's get here today and wait for me to look into it. I'll probably do a compilation of all kinds of ways to die later. This one is interesting. There are really, many ways to die in the game. The author is very attentive. Everyone can also have fun. If someone makes a true ending, remember to let me know. Thank you. Then that's all for today. ”
As Xiaomi's voice fell, the progress bar of the video also came to an end.
The uneasiness in my heart never subsided.
I really don't know what the problem is.
After turning off my laptop and putting the file back in its place, I searched for the topic of the game on my phone.
The game has been blocked, the discussion is gone, and the search is all irrelevant content.
On the social homepage, use abbreviations, pronouns, etc., to search to find a few words.
There are still people who remember this game and are discussing this game and the closure of the live stream. The latter is a bit more numerous.
It's impossible to delete 100% of such discussions, but the topic is much smaller.
There aren't many people talking about it, flipping through and over, it's just that bit of content, and there have been no new comments and retweets for a long time.
I watched, a little sleepy, this is the end of tonight, go straight to sleep.
No dreaming.
I didn't dream of millet, I didn't dream of prawns, and I didn't dream of games.
I continued to have that strange feeling after that, and I still couldn't find the reason.
When I went to work on Monday, I talked to the thin man about them, and they all looked inexplicable.
"Intuition?" Chen Xiaoqiu asked, "Count, a bad premonition?" ”
"Is Xiaobai reminding you?" The thin man looked at my chest.
"I don't know. It just feels like ...... Not very good. I frowned.
"What do you mean by not being very good? Not exciting enough? Do you think more people should die, like the last time in that game? Chen Xiaoqiu asked.
Her question sounded like a bar-raiser, but her attitude wasn't, she was just getting to the bottom of it and trying to figure out my situation.
"I don't know. It's just weird. Something seems to be wrong......"
The four of them pondered with me, but they didn't find any suspicion in this matter.
"Did you talk to the people of Aoba?"
"The dream thing is said, and the game thing is also said. They already have a suspicion, and it's the millet who died in the previous game spirit. Maybe his ghost did something......"
"Is it because the underworld has disappeared and some souls have returned to the human world? He's also back, and then doing something? The fat man guessed.
"What does that have to do with Brother Qi?"
"Xiaomi's soul should be completely wiped out by the game spirit, right? Can it be resurrected? Chen Xiaoqiu asked.
"This ......"
We looked at each other and had no answers.
"Maybe it's resurrected, that's why it's not normal, and Brother Qi feels that something is wrong." The fat man said.
"He's talking about it." Guo Yujie corrected and squinted at me, "It's still like what Xiaoqiu said, you think there are too few dead people." ”
"It's a little too little." It was not me who echoed this, but the thin man. He glared at Guo Yujie, then raised his hand and said, "Do you think, that game has such a high number of downloads, and only one person has an accident?" Definitely not. Even if only Xiaomi's friend has an accident, an online anchor like him won't have only one friend, right? ”
"Even if someone else has an accident, we don't know. The news has been blocked in advance. Chen Xiaoqiu said, "What you subconsciously feel is wrong, it may be because this time the action is too fast." Before Thunder Jun's accident, the live broadcast was shut down. It's like someone knew that something would happen to Thunder Jun, and in order to prevent many people from seeing the supernatural phenomenon on him, he cut off the live broadcast one step in advance. After that, he quickly swept the tail and cleared the Internet about this incident and the game. ”
Chen Xiaoqiu's analysis gave me a feeling of sudden enlightenment.
"Those people in the supernatural circle are finally getting down to business." The thin man sighed.
"It's not a serious job, is it. If they were doing the right thing, they should have stopped it from happening. The fat man shook his head.
"You're asking too much. It's not a savior, he can do anything. Maybe that's what they can do? The thin man retorted.
"It's also possible ......," Chen Xiaoqiu began, "their foreknowledge and intervention are very limited. ”
"Isn't that what I just meant?" The thin man spreads his hands.
"It's not quite the same." The fat man stood on Chen Xiaoqiu's side.
"If you want to know this kind of thing in advance, you have to rely on ability, or some kind of spell. Normally, it shouldn't be accurate to predict, right? They may have only predicted that something would happen to Thunder King, but they didn't know what would happen to Thunder King. After discovering that he was broadcasting, cut off the live broadcast, and then block the news along the game, it gradually evolved into the current ......"
"If you seal the news, does your uncle know anything?" The thin man asked suddenly.
Chen Xiaoqiu shook his head, "He's been working on other cases recently. There is a big cross-provincial case being handled. ”
"The world of ordinary people is also very troublesome...... Many disasters and many hardships......" the thin man lamented.
"You're less pretentious." Guo Yujie complained unceremoniously.
"No, I'm serious." The thin man is serious.
I took my phone and subconsciously searched for related content.
Thunder Jun's account has become no such person, and the name of Thunder Jun can no longer be found.
His whole being was erased.
Spirits took away his body, his life, and others, erasing the traces of his existence.
I suddenly felt a shudder.
I stood up and scared the skinny ones.
"Brother Chi?"
"I'll go to the six villages of workers and peasants." I thought of Ye Qing, who took the initiative to erase his existence.
I want to talk to Ye Qing.
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