""Horror Nightmare" is officially open beta from today, holographic technology, immersive simulation, to give you the most terrifying experience."

"This game is the world's first virtual reality game, and the current number of registrations has reached 20 million."

"This game is an asymmetrical game, and players can choose to play as a fugitive or an executioner, and fight to escape or chase as much as they want."

In the promotional video, a smiling clown raises a chainsaw in his hand and slashes at a hunter.

With a slash, the video also came to an end, and five big words "Executioner Victory" appeared on the screen.

"It's not exciting to look at the thorns, Brother Yun, let's play this, it's definitely cool."

A fat man was happily waving his hands and feet, frantically persuading a thin man.

"I tell you, this person is me, do you believe it?"

Yun Fan stretched out his finger and pointed at the clown's hideous face, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Yun, this is the peak of the internal test, the peak of the Emperor, the number one god in the executioner list. You're blowing this, it's outrageous. ”

Opposite Yunfan, the fat man took back his phone and laughed out loud.

Who will believe him when he says this?

The fat man scratched his head, and then asked again: "Brother Yun, this game helmet is only 200 yuan, and it is not expensive, or we will buy it after class, and play in a team at night, how about it?" ”

"I can't afford it."

Yun Fan smiled bitterly, and he stroked his fingers full of cracks, letting out an inaudible sigh.

"I..."

Looking at Yun Fan's line of sight, the fat man's words choked in his throat, and he was silent.

"Is it winter again?"

Looking at the heavy snow whistling outside the window, Yun Fan fell into deep thought.

Five years ago, he was still a high school student and was lucky enough to qualify for the closed beta of "Horror Nightmare".

After a year of hard training, he successfully topped the list of executioners and won the title of "Peak Slaughterer".

At that time, despite the dissuasion of his family, he braved the blizzard to go to the arena of the first professional league, and killed the chainsaw clown in all directions, and won the championship with an unparalleled attitude.

Just as he was holding the trophy in the shape of ice crystals and standing on the podium cheering for victory, the bad news came.

A major traffic accident occurred with heavy casualties. And his parents, both disappeared in this car accident.

Since then, Yun Fan has witnessed countless ugly faces, former relatives who want to fight for his parents' inheritance, and his father's partners who have taken IOUs from nowhere to force them to pay back.

After that, "Nightmare of Fear" became a beautiful but unattainable dream, and he threw himself into a job, and the weight of life weighed him down.

Jingle bells.

The bell rang on time, and Yun Fan skillfully packed his schoolbag and carried it on his left shoulder.

He patted the fat man on the shoulder, leaving only a waving back.

......

"Uncle Li, the road is slippery today, I'm sorry to be late."

Lifting the curtain and walking into the house, Yun Fan moved his frozen hands and said apologetically.

"Slowly, not in a hurry."

Uncle Li put up a smile on his face and handed Yun Fan a glass of warm water.

"Goo-goo."

With a glass of warm water, Yun Fan felt his whole body become warmer, and he took out a pair of worn-out gloves from his school bag, walked straight out of the house, and began to unload the goods.

Carrying the heavy box on his shoulders, Yun Fan's face flushed, and he took a difficult step, mobilizing all his strength to carry it into the warehouse.

"You kid, I said it's not in a hurry, look at you."

Beside him, Uncle Li leaned against the door of the warehouse and spoke unhurriedly.

Yun Fan gasped and brushed past him, the breath exhaled from his mouth condensed into a white mist in the air and drifted into the distance.

"Not in a hurry, is he really not in a hurry?"

Placing the goods in the designated place, Yun Fan wiped the sweat that had frozen into frost on his eyelashes, and sighed softly and self-deprecatingly.

Uncle Li is his old neighbor and gave him a job when he was in trouble, and he is very grateful.

However, people's words may not be true, and they listen to words for three points.

Work, after all, is work, Uncle Li is still a businessman, and he also knows this.

Carrying the goods one by one, the sweat froze into frost before it dripped.

Yunfan felt that he was like a walking rime.

Finally, with the moonlight shining all over the land, the last box of goods was successfully unloaded.

Taking the crumpled fifty yuan from Uncle Li's hand, Yun Fan took off his gloves, smoothed the money with his stiff fingers, and then carefully put it into the inner pocket of his cotton coat.

With a sigh in his mouth and a warm hand, Yun Fan picked up his schoolbag and left without looking back.

"Xiaoyun, there's a courier for you."

Behind him, Uncle Li's shouts and the creaking sound of stepping on the snow came, and Yun Fan turned around.

"What kind of game helmet is this?,It's also expedited.,The courier boy had to sign for it before, I ......"

Reaching out to take the huge package, Yun Fan seemed to block out the surrounding sounds, and he stared blankly at the words on it—Fear Nightmare Game Helmet.

"Thank you, Uncle Li."

He suddenly spoke, interrupting Uncle Li's chatter.

Then, Yun Fan turned around again, ran away quickly, and disappeared at the end of the dim street lamplight, leaving only slender footprints.

"This kid."

Uncle Li squirmed his lips slightly, he just saw that the child had a light in his eyes.

......

Rushing all the way home, Yun Fan directly kicked off the heavy cotton shoes, ran into the room to find the scissors, and opened the tight package.

A helmet outlined with gold rimmed in front of him appeared in front of him, and he stretched out his trembling hand, picked it up, and studied it carefully.

That's right, it's my own helmet during the closed beta period!

I thought that it had been officially disposed of after that game, but I didn't expect it to be back in my hands.

Yun Fan collapsed on the bed and put on his own exclusive battle helmet.

Before closing his eyes, he uttered this sentence in a chat group called "Frightened Nightmare Closed Beta Group": Your nightmares are back.

A flash of white light flashed, and Yun Fan was very uncomfortable blocking the light that was shooting at him.

You've entered the Nightmare Horror game, detecting. 】

[Detected that the user currently has an account and the user ID is "stranger". 】

The lights gradually dimmed, Yun Fan opened his eyes, and the noisy sounds around him seemed to be still reality.

What's going on, waiting for the interface to change? Why is it so noisy?

He stared blankly ahead, high on the podium, a clown was holding up a trophy in the shape of ice crystals with one hand; In the other hand, the chainsaw was roaring, and bright red droplets were dripping down the sawtooth.

Although there was no figure around, the cheers resounded throughout the world.

[Thank you for your wonderful performance, "Outlander" player, you won the first professional league.] 】

[Please come to the stage to claim your exclusive reward.] 】

On stage, the hideous-looking clown grinned to the base of his ears and let out a piercing and terrifying shriek.

"Haha, haha!"

Offstage, Yun Fan looked up at the clown who was spinning in circles, and also showed a crazy smile.

He looked directly into the clown's cold gaze, step by step, and walked to the podium.

"Don't turn around."

Yun Fan kicked the clown on his waist and kicked him to the ground.

The trophy rolled under his feet with a grunt, and the smile on his face grew more and more hideous as he stepped on it.

Thundered.

The sound of thunder sounded, shaking Yunfan's spirit.

He looked up at the clown pulling the chainsaw leash, who was raising the chainsaw in the air, as if it was about to swing at his head in the next second.

"It's, it's mine!"

A terrifying sense of oppression struck, and the clown, more than three meters tall, bared his mouth full of metallic fangs and roared angrily.

"What are you talking about, even you are mine."

Yun Fan looked directly into its eyes, word by word, and did not shy away.

"You're right, I'm yours too."

The clown suddenly changed his words, and his cold tone became slightly softer.

Then, it laughed again.

With this laughter, its body gradually dissipated, turning into bright blue points of light, and submerged into Yunfan's body.

At the same time, the system's prompt sound sounded at the right time.

You have tamed the Evil Chainsaw Clown, and your fit has reached 100%. 】

[You have obtained the legendary skin Ice King - Peak Slaughter Emperor.] 】