Like a dying fish, Mo Yi suddenly bounced up from the bed, gasping for breath, and greedily absorbing the air from the outside world.

The enlarged pupils stared at the ceiling without focus, and he didn't know where he was.

What he noticed was the strong smell of blood remaining between his lips and teeth, which domineeringly eroded his senses. Mo Yi couldn't help but lie on the edge of the bed and retching, but he couldn't spit out anything in his stomach, which made his internal organs roll, making him feel uncomfortable.

He supported his upper body with his elbow blankly, and the scene in his mind slowly recovered.

Mo Yi's face was pale, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a while - did his previous experience really happen? Or was it just a terrible dream?

He turned his head stiffly and looked around his room for a week: the same furniture, the same decoration, everything was familiar, as if nothing had happened. The warm sunlight shone in through the untie curtains and fell on the edge of his bed, looking pure and dreamy.

Mo Yi was a little dazed and leaned over his palm. Seeing the light wandering through his thin and pale fingertips and fingers, he felt... as if he was a different life.

He reached out and touched the forehead. It seemed that there was still a slight pain, but the skin under his fingers was smooth and flat, without any sign of injury. Mo Yi let out a long breath and threw himself back to the pillow. But after the light glanced at the cabinet in front of the bed, something that did not belong to this room.

His body suddenly stiffened, he took a few deep breaths, then slowly reached out and picked it up.

It was a very ordinary piece of paper. There was no pattern on the plain white paper, only a line of low-key bold words:

"Congratulations on your successful escape, thank you for your participation, and wish you a happy life."

Mo Yi: "..."

A familiar scene, a familiar trick.

He turned over the note and saw another line of words written there: The next game starts seven days later, please prepare the player.

Everything is exactly the same as what Jiang Yuanbai said. The only difference is that there is a line of small words at the bottom of the note:

Congratulations on finding the hidden side line. You can receive side quest rewards when entering the game next time you enter the game. I wish you a happy game.

Mo Yi was confused and had countless questions in his mind, but no one could answer them for him. This feeling was really uncomfortable.

He could only take a deep breath and try to calm himself down.

At this time, Mo Yi realized that his body was sticky and his thin shirt stuck to his spine, which was extremely uncomfortable.

He wiped his face, stopped torture his brain, stood up, walked into the bathroom with his slippers.

The water splashed in the nozzle poured down, and the hot mist instantly evaporated, blurring the mirror beside it.

Mo Yi took off his clothes and stood in the sprayed hot water. The warm water flow slid down his body, dispelling some of the coldness of his body and mind. He raised his head to the spilled water, closed his eyes, and stroked the wet black hair behind his forehead, trying to ignore the bad associations that these white mists brought to him.

He had just refused to recall, but now those scenes appeared in his mind in a difficult way.

At the end of the game...

The memories at that time were like looking out through a layer of foggy glass. Even though I still remember the general situation, the details were already blurred.

That crazy, desperate, full of control and destructive desires is definitely not him.

What Mo Yi knew was the rational and indifferent self. He always placed himself as a bystander and manipulated his behavior with absolute reason.

It is precisely because of this that he was able to survive in that escape game.

But now...Mo Yi feels that he almost doesn't know him anymore.

He clearly remembered that at that time, his mind was sober, but it seemed to be dominated by something deeper and more terrifying, breaking through the barriers of reason and overwhelming it. What's even more terrifying was that this made him almost feel...this was what he was.

This reminded him of some very unpleasant memories.

Mo Yi reached out and turned off the shower, shook his wet black hair, and reached out to pull off the bathrobe that was placed beside him.

As he turned his head, his light swept to the mirror beside him.

In the mirror, the wet mist behind him seemed to slowly condense into a human form-

Mo Yi was shocked!

His hair stood up, turned his head quickly, and looked at the entire narrow bathroom with caution.

The bathroom was empty, and there was no one except him. Only the white mist condensed into water droplets on the mirror, and then slowly slid down, leaving a watermark like tears on the mirror.

Mo Yi frowned suspiciously, and for a moment he couldn't be sure whether he saw it was really illusory.

Could it be that he is too nervous?

Suddenly, at this moment, the doorbell rang out of place.

Mo Yi dispelled his strange thoughts, hurriedly put on the T-shirt that was placed beside him, opened the bathroom door, and walked towards the door.

He wiped his hair casually, reached out and opened the door, and the man standing outside showed him a bright smile.

Mo Yi was stunned.

Dreams and reality finally blended together at this moment, and he no longer suspected that he had a long nightmare - after all, there was no evidence that was more real than a living person.

Mo Yi curled up the corners of his lips and showed a light smile:

"You're not dead?"

Jiang Yuanbai's smile stopped and his eyes were filled with a little sadness: "Hey, is this how you treat your revolutionary comrades! It's so unlucky to say that you are immortal!"

Mo Yi raised his eyebrows, turned his body, and let Jiang Yuanbai in.

"To be honest, I really thought I was finished!" Jiang Yuanbai continued as he walked, "When in the illusion, that monster turned into your appearance to lie to me. To be honest, I have no idea when he dropped you - Oh my God, it's really thrilling!"

Jiang Yuanbai sat on the sofa without seeing him, and continued with lingering fear, "Later, my consciousness became blurred. It must have been controlled by that thing, but I remember..."

He frowned with uncertainty: "It seems like there is a little girl, she seems to... protect me? Then I heard the completion of the task."

After saying that, Jiang Yuanbai took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Mo Yi. The material of the paper was as simple as his. Mo Yi turned to the back and saw that it said: "The next game starts 9 days later, please prepare the game."

The two have different time, and Mo Yi is not surprised.

What caught his attention was the line of small words below: "Congratulations on assisting other players in finding hidden branches. You can receive corresponding rewards next time you enter the game. I wish you a happy game."

Mo Yi frowned and began to think.

Survival is the main line of this escape game. There is no reward after achieving it. What awaits players next is an endless horror world.

And reaching the branch line, or simply assisting to reach the branch line, will be rewarded - perhaps, will this be the key to escaping this terrifying cycle?

Suddenly, Mo Yi remembered something, narrowed his eyes and looked at Jiang Yuanbai, and asked in a deep voice:

"Wait, how did you find me?"

After hearing this, Jiang Yuanbai suddenly jumped up from his sofa and said anxiously:

"Oh, I forgot the serious thing about coming here! I remembered it after you said this! In short - Oh, it's hard to say, I'll take you to meet someone! You'll know when you go!"

Mo Yi shook his head slowly: "No."

Obviously he didn't expect him to refuse so decisively. Jiang Yuanbai was stunned and looked at him with a tongue-in-cheek, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"I also have to go to the gym downstairs to get a lifetime membership."

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Chapter completed!