The dawn in New York is very deserted, or in other words, the dawn in New York in this world is very deserted.
The dawn shines on the cold stone road, and the water droplets on the leaves on the roadside reflect warm light under the dawn.
Meng Nan searched for a long time before he found a "Chinese breakfast restaurant", ordered a bowl of wontons, and sat down to eat two fried dough sticks.
Although you can eat all kinds of delicacies on the 19th floor of hell, and the taste is the best in the world.
But no matter how you say it, the smell of fireworks is missing, and it is still worse.
Eating wontons slowly and watching the crowds of people passing by, Meng Nan fell into deep thought again.
The fragrance of flowers, the chirping of birds, the breeze and morning dew, everything seemed so real, and there was no trace of anything abnormal at all.
So, is "The Damned" really capable of creating so many "real" "worlds"?
After breakfast, Meng Nan went directly to the hospital and carefully examined his whole body, but found nothing abnormal.
Afterwards, Meng Nan went straight to the Internet cafe.
Finding a random machine, Meng Nan began to search for relevant news or rumors about "The Cursed", "old games", "bizarre deaths" and the like.
As he searched, an inconspicuous sentence gradually came into Meng Nan's eyes.
"Reality is cursed? Reality is a curse!"
"Is reality a curse?" Meng Nan frowned slightly, clicked on this person's profile picture, and looked at it carefully.
There are only three sentences in this person's news, and the first sentence is the sentence just now.
The second sentence is: "Everything is destiny, but can man defeat God?"
Of course, the weirdest thing is the third sentence: "I succeeded, I failed. I won, I died..."
Looking at these three sentences, if it has nothing to do with "The Cursed", then Meng Nan absolutely does not believe it.
But who is this person? The other three cursers? Or a player?
Meng Nan searched the Internet for a long time, trying to find more information about this person, but all failed.
Apart from these three sentences, this person has not left any information online.
Meng Nan checked again and found nothing except those three sentences. There is no longer any news about "The Cursed" on the Internet.
After turning off the computer and getting up, Meng Nan left the Internet cafe. It was almost noon now, and Meng Nan stopped hanging around and went straight back to the hotel.
Judging from what happened yesterday, Robert Englund seems to have the ability to change the game time within a certain period of time.
I just don’t know how long this time is, how many hours? Or can it be all day long?
Meng Nan needs to go back and sort out the news about "The Cursed".
When he returned to the hotel, Meng Nan glanced at the trash can next to the table and saw that the mobile phone in it had disappeared.
I don’t know whether the room service took it away casually, or the person named Kyle took it away through some special power?
Meng Nan sat down and put the notebook in his hand on the table.
Meng Nan bought this when she just passed by the supermarket. There was a familiar anime character painted on it.
Meng Nan took the pen, thought for a moment, and wrote the three sentences he found in the morning in his notebook.
"Game? Reality?"
"No new curse can be placed on someone who is already cursed."
"Time, space?"
"The Ferryman Storage Company, Destiny Group, Robert Englund, God's Word..."
Meng Nan wrote a dozen more sentences one after another, while silently thinking about the meaning behind these words.
At this moment, the cell phone's ringtone suddenly rang in the room.
Meng Nan looked up and saw that the ringing seemed to be coming from the bed.
So Meng Nan stood up, walked over, and found an old-fashioned red mobile phone under the pillow.
Without hesitation, Meng Nan pressed the connect button, and a man's voice came from inside.
"Hello, Mr. Meng Nan, please introduce yourself, I am..."
"Robert Englund." Meng Nan said calmly.
"Well, that's right." Robert Englund was stunned for a moment, and then said: "You are really smart, no wonder you can pass two levels of the game."
"Stop talking nonsense, what do you want?" Meng Nan said.
"Straightforward." Robert Englund said: "I just remind you that for my game, you'd better not try to find others to help. I know that both Kayla and Kyle have approached you..."
"Don't worry, I'm a very 'playable' person, and I hate cheating." Meng Nan smiled: "Especially if you go directly to the game designer."
"Very good." Robert Englund did not expect Meng Nan to be so happy and expressed that he was very satisfied: "Then, I will give you a choice. I like your wisdom and your strength very much. If you are willing to be my
My subordinates, I can lower the difficulty of the next game for you."
"Don't you think it's too rash for you to call like this?" Meng Nan did not answer Robert Englund, but suddenly asked.
"Ah? What do you mean?" Robert Englund was stunned for a moment, not understanding why Meng Nan said that.
"First, you fully understand our identities, but do you really have the ability to steal people from hell?" Meng Nan sneered, sat on the bed, leaned on the bedside and said leisurely: "Obviously, you can't do it.
So why do you say that?"
"With your wisdom, you should understand that it is impossible to believe me, unless you are a fool."
"Then, why are you calling me in such a hurry? Then there is only one possibility."
Meng Nan looked at the notebook on the table and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "What I just wrote made you nervous."
"Haha, nervous?" Robert Englund's voice was still extremely calm: "You still don't understand the power of "The Cursed" at all. No matter what, if I think about it, you can't pass the level alive."
"Indeed, the power of "The Cursed" has already involved the power of law." Meng Nan replied calmly: "But I thought about it again, can humans really control the power of gods? Can human consciousness really be fully controlled?
Will you bear the loss of the law?"
"Keira's body is already full of wounds, and Keira doesn't use the power of "The Cursed" much. It's obvious that she'll be like this if she doesn't use the power of "The Cursed" very much, so what will you do?"
"Strength and price, effort and reward. You once said to Keira: 'Mistakes will be corrected.' So what do you think is the mistake? Can it really be corrected? Will it be correct after correction, or will it be more mistakes?"
"'The Cursed' not only imposes a curse on the 'cursed', but also imposes a curse on you 'cursed ones'!" Meng Nan said in a deep voice: "Those who extend favors will surely be rewarded with peach pulp.
;Those who impose a curse will surely suffer from it!”
