Chapter 3: The Illusion of Death

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"It's a comic. The task is so terrible, if you don't adjust it yourself, you'll go crazy for a long time. Duan Jiaxuan said.

"You put it next to it, thank you." Shi Yuan did not stop the training at hand, and said casually.

"Oh, okay, I'll put it here. Don't forget to look at it. Duan Jiaxuan admonished and walked out of the gym.

Duan Jiaxuan had nothing to say, Shi Yuan had already gotten used to it.

Duan Jiaxuan seemed to be a little depressed, bit her lower lip, and left the gym.

After an hour of physical training, Shi Yuan was sweating. was about to leave here to take a bath, but his eyes inadvertently fell on the book at the door, and at first glance, Shi Yuan immediately frowned.

"What...... " Shi Yuan said, picking up the comic.

The picture on the cover is extremely bloody, it is a dismembered girl, and most of the picture is blood-red, which makes people look extremely uncomfortable.

Already in the midst of a terrifying mission, how can it be possible to read any horror comics again?

Shi Yuan was a little unhappy and threw the book aside, planning to take a bath.

However, his movements stopped.

Otherwise, look at what's painted inside?

Shi Yuan turned his head and looked at the cartoon he threw on a chair. He picked up the comic, hesitated slightly, and turned the first page.

This is the story of a teenage girl who wants to become a star and encounters a series of horror events. Shi Yuan only read four or five pages, and his eyebrows turned into pimples. He tried to throw the cartoon down again, but his hand flipped through it uncontrollably.

The more he looked back, the more Shi Yuan felt a chill in his heart. He was already in the midst of a real horror, and he should have scoffed at this kind of fabrication, but he really felt a sense of fear.

This comic book is not too thick, and it didn't take long to turn to the last few pages.

Twisting the last few pieces of paper with his fingers, Shi Yuan's heart hung inexplicably.

In the end, what happens?

Unconsciously, Shi Yuan was completely attracted by the content of the comics. However, he clearly felt that this attraction was strange.

Not because of the twists and turns of the plot, nor because of the exquisite pictures, nor because he likes to read horror comics, but because there seems to be an incomprehensible force on the pages of the book, which draws his attention to the past, as if he has been subjected to ecstasy.

Shi Yuan's hands were trembling faintly, and he instinctively felt that if he read the entire comic, there might be some real danger.

The last page is up.

His hands trembled even more visibly, and the bloody and distorted images of the book stimulated his senses, as if he could smell a smell of blood.

With his right hand, he pinched the corner of the last page, and if he turned it again, he could see the final finale.

His hands were trembling, he was resisting the strange attraction.

However, he ultimately failed. The last page was finally opened.

"This is ......" Shi Yuan's eyes widened suddenly.

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Every time she thinks back to the horror comic events of six years ago, she feels chills all over her body.

Six years have passed, but the shadow of that incident has never dissipated.

At that time, because the moment when Wang Yalan's stump was found happened to be after school, by the time the police arrived to cordon off the scene, the students had basically gone home separately. Of course, she also walked into the subway station early. It was there that she had her first hallucinations of death.

After that, the hallucinations of death occurred more and more frequently, like bloody flashes of blood, and she was about to go crazy.

She had died tens of thousands of times in her consciousness, and each time, she really thought she was going to die.

Even when she wasn't hallucinating death, she couldn't help but imagine what would happen to her if danger really happened.

She sat in front of the mirror, with no expression on her face, like an inanimate doll, looking at herself in the mirror with a dull gaze.

"Miao Ling!"

A voice came from the doorway.

She was startled and looked up.

It's a teammate, Xiu Yuan, a rich girl who came back from abroad, and she looks a little arrogant. Of course, her outstanding appearance and model-like figure are also worthy of her pride.

"Ah, Xiuyuan, what's the matter?" She stood up in some trepidation.

"Why haven't you put on your makeup?" Xiu Yuanxiu frowned, and said dissatisfiedly, "There are only ten minutes left before the interview, and you are too grinding." If I hadn't come and call you, I'd have been late again. It's okay if you're late, but this will implicate me and Yuchun being scolded by Sister Jing, I can't stand it. ā€

"I'm sorry, I'll get it right away." Miao Ling said with some uneasiness.

"Humph! Then you hurry up. Xiu Yuan snorted coldly and walked out on high heels.

Miao Ling sighed, opened the makeup box, and quickly put on makeup.

For this Qi Xiu Mandarin Duck, Miao Ling is a little timid. This has nothing to do with the fact that she often hallucinations of death, but stems from her own deep inferiority complex.

She has loved music since she was a child, and has been practicing vocals, musical instruments and dance, and hopes to make a career out of it for the rest of her life. After graduating from the conservatory, she wanted to become a singer, but that horror comic book experience made her dismiss that idea.

A girl who pursues her dream of stardom. These words became her worst nightmare.

She chose to become an online anchor. Singing, dancing, playing the piano.

However, because her appearance is not outstanding, her personality is a little introverted, and she is not good at pleasing the audience, her popularity has been tepid.

Once, with the encouragement of a friend, she participated in a draft contest and won the runner-up in the finals by virtue of her strength.

The moment she stood on the podium, she couldn't believe it was all true. Bright lights, confetti in the sky, and the shouts of the audience...... It all seemed so illusory, like a dream.

She forgot about the horror comic events for a while, the bloody images for a while, and the death flashes that appear almost every day.

Immerse yourself in the moment, enjoy the moment, and not think about the past and the future.

This talent contest was originally held by entertainment companies to create idol groups. After the competition, the top three contestants naturally formed a group and signed a contract to become singers.

The newcomer's debut is full of difficulties. Although she is strong, in this era of looking at faces, her appearance has always been a piece of her heart.

She's not ugly, she's just not beautiful enough. The appearance of teammate Xiu Yuanyuan can get a high score of nine points. Another teammate, Yu Chun, is also a temperamental beauty who can score at least eight points. What about her? Even after putting on makeup, a score of seven is barely enough. To get to this point, she relied entirely on strength.

After their debut, they also held several small singing clubs, but each time, the audience who supported her was the least. There was even a time when there were more than 1,000 people in the audience, and there were less than 70 people who supported her.