"Tick" A drop of cold sweat slid down the man's forehead.

At this time, he was crouching on the ground, nervously watching the woman walking back and forth not far away.

The woman was sweet-looking, wearing a blue cheongsam, and her white and long legs made her look particularly enchanting and sexy.

But there seemed to be some blood on her face.

Do you think men have bad thoughts about women?

No, you're wrong.

The man is in a horror game world, and the woman is the female ghost!

You ask why this is happening,

That's the word "poor",

Poverty is more terrible than ghosts.

Jiangcheng, in a dilapidated rental house.

A disheveled man was sitting at a computer desk broadcasting the popular game of the time - "Hong Kong Strange Record"

"Damn, it's dead again!" Looking at the tragic death of the characters in the game, the man scolded with a cigarette in his mouth.

And the barrage in the live broadcast room was also unceremoniously mocking him.

"The anchor is too vegetable, what are you afraid of, how many times have you died?"

"Come into the factory, what game are you playing, you rookie."

"Play a game, or you can reopen it."

The man looked at the barrage that there were few in the live broadcast room and all of them were still spraying him, smiled helplessly, shook his head, and then began to concentrate on the game screen again.

The man's name is Zhou Ze, and he is an anchor who barely survives by live games.

"Roar!" A female ghost's terrible roar came from the computer screen, and the character controlled by Zhou Ze was brought into face-to-face intimate contact with Miss Jiahui.

Seeing that his character was dead again, Zhou Ze couldn't help but get irritable and threw the mouse in his hand to the side.

"Oops, why are you dead again, is this character weak, weak, running so slowly, if I came by myself, I would definitely not be caught by her."

After saying this, a strange voice suddenly appeared in Zhou Ze's mind.

"Do you really think you can save yourself from being caught by her?"

Zhou Ze didn't pay attention to the origin of the voice due to irritability, but subconsciously replied: "Of course, I was the sprint champion of our school back then, and I definitely won't run as slow as the characters in this game." ”

After saying this, a window suddenly popped up on the live broadcast page of Zhou Ze's computer.

"Mr. Zhou Ze, congratulations on being selected by our midnight show live broadcast platform, are you willing to become an anchor on our platform."

"Huh? Midnight show, why haven't I heard of it, is it a new live broadcast platform? ”

When Zhou Zezheng was puzzled, he suddenly heard a knock on the door with a bang.

"Hey, Zhou Ze, open the door quickly, it's time for you to pay this month's rent."

Zhou Ze's live broadcast income this month was very small, and he couldn't pay the rent at all, so he could only pretend that he was not at home and let the piercing knock sound outside the door.

"Bang bang." The knocking continued, and it grew louder.

"Zhou Ze, I know you're inside, if I don't pay the rent again, I'll call the police."

When Zhou Ze heard this, he hurriedly ran to the door and prayed through the door: "Don't call the police, don't call the police, can the rent be graced for a few more days, I really don't have money now, you drove me away, where can I go if it's so cold outside?" ”

The person outside the door looked at the sky, the clouds were thick, and it seemed that it was going to rain heavily, so he said in a deep voice: "Just three days, if you don't pay the rent within three days, you will just roll up the bed and leave!" ”

Zhou Ze hurriedly agreed: "Yes, yes, I will definitely pay it within three days." ”

Then Zhou Ze returned to the computer, looking at the invitation to the midnight show on the screen, Zhou Ze's heart moved.

"Harm, anyway, I can't make money live on Xiaopo Station, if I can't make up the rent within three days, I'm really going to drink the Northwest Wind, it's better to go to this platform to try."

So Zhou Ze clicked on the link to the midnight show.

The web page loaded slowly, and suddenly, Zhou Ze's computer screen became weird.

An indescribable aura slowly emerged.

Then, lines of text appeared on the dark and strange screen

Welcome to the Midnight Show. There is no sunshine, no warmth, only eternal darkness and endless fear. You will hear all kinds of sounds, screaming, moaning, roaring, these sounds come from those helpless souls. You'll see all sorts of images, distorted, distorted, terrifying, from lost ghosts. You'll feel all sorts of scents, rancid, musty, death, from forgotten corpses.

Here you can't escape, you can't leave. You exist only to add a life, a pain, to this dark corner. You will be one of the people here, trapped forever in this dark corner, and spend the eternal night with those terrifying creatures.

There was a thick smell of blood on these words, which made people feel a chill down their spine.

Although this webpage made Zhou Ze feel a little weird, but when he thought that he couldn't pay the rent, Zhou Ze still browsed the webpage head-on.

The mouse kept sliding on the web page, and Zhou Ze's eyes were glued to every detail on the screen. He felt like time was passing quickly, every second was counting down in his mind, and he couldn't wait to find the button that made him a streamer.

Finally, he spotted it in a corner of the web page, a tiny button, wrapped in dozens of blood-soaked hands.

Looking at this crazy button, Zhou Ze didn't have time to think so much. He moved the cursor of the mouse to the button and prepared to press it, but what he didn't know was that this small action would change the course of his life.

"Tick." Zhou Ze clicked the button, and then his computer screen popped out of the regular contract signing link.

Zhou Ze almost didn't look at it, checked all of them and agreed, and then began to fill in personal information, and after filling in, Zhou Ze came to the last question.

"Do you believe there are ghosts in this world?"

Zhou Ze felt a little strange when he saw this inexplicable question, but seeing that it was a required item, he wrote: "Believe." ”

After filling it out, Zhou Ze clicked the submit button.

Then a pop-up popped up on his computer.

"Congratulations, you became the first anchor of our midnight show, and we will give you the greatest traffic support. Secondly, due to the special rules of our show, the anchor must start the live broadcast at 12 midnight every day, please be patient. Later, please receive the live broadcast task in the mobile app. ”

Looking at this prompt, Zhou Ze couldn't help but feel a little deceitful.

"Damn, Dare is a new platform, forget it, let's try it first. Wait, he said there is a mobile APP, right? ”

Thinking of this, Zhou Ze unlocked his phone and found that there was suddenly an extra software on his phone - Midnight Show.

And the icon of the midnight show is a black and white photo of yourself!

Zhou Ze opened the software.

There's a countdown to the live stream on it

There's also a list of live streaming tasks.

Plane of Mission: "Hong Kong Strange Record"

The night envelops the Kowloon Walled City, and the eerie atmosphere is intimidating. Suddenly, a terrible cry pierced the silent night sky, making people shudder. Followed by the sound of Buddhist scriptures resounding in the village, as if mourning the lost life.

In this land of horror and sorrow, the story of a woman is told. It is said that at midnight, she would wander inside, her face covered in blood and her teeth like rats. Such rumors filled the entire village, making people afraid to approach.

A few brave police officers went to investigate, but they were found dead in the streets the next morning. The fleshy face was blurred, as if it had been bitten to death by a giant mouse. Such a tragic situation is horrifying.

Now, she's still wandering there, and maybe you can see her for what she really is. But do you dare to face such horror and sorrow?

Basic Mission: Survive alone in the Kowloon Walled City until dawn.

Advanced Mission: Rescue Jiahui and take her to escape from the Kowloon Walled City

Perfect Mission: Investigate the cause of the woman's death and complete the basic and advanced quests.

There is also a line of small print added below: Considering that the anchor is live streaming for the first time, the higher the level of the task completed, the more rewarding it is, but at the same time, it is also more dangerous, please think about it as appropriate.

"Huh? Why don't you just play a game?,Why do you still do this.,But this reward is quite generous.,There's 10,000 cash for completing the basic task.,Haha,It's not easy.。 ”

So Zhou Ze cleared the "Hong Kong Strange Record" before twelve o'clock

Zhou Ze stretched his waist and sighed: "It's good to be motivated, haha, I've cleared the customs, so this task is not properly won." ”

At twelve o'clock at midnight, after Zhou Ze debugged the equipment, he opened the live broadcast platform of the midnight show.

With the terrifying music of Hong Kong's real record, Zhou Ze started the live broadcast and gave himself a very gimmicky title: The temptation of beautiful legs Jiahui is waiting for you.

Resource allocation...

The barrage is connected.。。。

Network data transmission...

bite

The live stream is on

When the button was clicked, Zhou Ze felt that his eyes were dark, and I don't know how long it took, he gradually regained consciousness.

The smell of rot made his body tremble, and then he subconsciously opened his eyes.

As far as the eye can see, the old streets and alleys seem to look like the old town of Hong Kong in the 80s and 90s.

"Here, why is it so like a picture from a Hong Kong seduce."

Just when Zhou Ze was puzzled, he heard a familiar voice.

I saw a sweet-looking woman wearing a blue cheongsam standing in front of him.

"Hello, welcome to the Escape from the Spirit Realm, the O'Lan Festival Special, I am... Hey, cut, it's too close, wait a minute, stand back. ”

Zhou Ze looked at the woman in front of him, and then looked at the surrounding environment and the camera in his hand, as if he suddenly thought of something, and felt a chill in his heart.