The moment he jumped up, Lao Eggplant seemed to catch a dark figure entering the closet, and the movement under the bed suddenly disappeared.
His muscles all over were sore, as if he had just swam dozens of times in the water. As soon as he relaxed, he could lie down and fall asleep.
In the dark room, Old Eggplant felt a sense of tranquility and tranquility.
Because a line of text appeared in his field of vision.
[Mission failed].
Old Eggplant knew that jumping out of this line not only meant that his mission to play this time had failed, but it also meant that he would not be threatened for the time being.
After all, theoretically speaking, you are already game over, that is, you are dead, and dead people cannot be attacked.
Thinking of this, Old Eggplant immediately relaxed.
He lay there for a while, until his body had rested enough and was no longer tense, and then he jumped out of bed.
"How do I start over? I can only exit and re-enter?"
Old Eggplant didn't quite understand, but now that he was a dead man, he was still a little curious about what he had just felt.
He turned on the light in the room, went to the closet, and opened the closet.
It was a little messy inside, completely different from what I had just seen, as if it had been rummaged through by a thief.
"Did you really crawl out of the closet just now?"
Old Eggplant picked up a piece of clothing that he had just thrown into the closet to cover up the printed dress.
He saw that the dress with eye prints was neatly placed in the corner of the closet.
However, the print on the clothes disappeared.
Lao Eggplant's heart felt cold, and he had a feeling that this was indeed the case.
"What was next to me just now was something in these clothes?"
He fumbled and took out the piece of clothing.
At this time, Lao Eggplant realized that what he couldn't see in the dark just now was that the clothes were dark red and uneven, as if a basin of ink had been splashed on them.
The red color makes people feel uneasy, like blood stains that have solidified. As for the pattern on the clothes, it is obvious that a piece is missing, as if the figure on it climbed out on its own.
Old Eggplant felt nervous and hurriedly threw away the clothes and closed the cabinet door, unwilling to take another look.
He turned his attention to under the bed.
"Now even if there is something under the bed, it can't hurt me."
Old Eggplant then boldly approached the bed, squatted down, held the edge of the bed, and looked under the bed.
It was empty there, nothing.
Only on the dust, there were traces of something crawling. The thing seemed to have many legs, and it swept over the dust in a messy way, leaving a mess.
Old Eggplant looked along the dust and towards the bed board.
There seems to be some trace there.
When Old Eggplant thought of this, he subconsciously snapped his fingers.
A small flame appeared at his fingertips, and the firelight illuminated the bottom of the bed and also illuminated the bed board.
I saw scratches extending on the bed board.
Those scratches were like scratching with fingernails, leaving clearly visible marks on the wood that cannot be erased.
For a moment, Old Eggplant felt the harsh scratching sound ringing in his ears. He felt like something was scratching on his back, and a shudder rose up from his spine, making him tremble.
【Return now】
The cold and indifferent words appeared, and before Old Eggplant had time to recover from the numb feeling in his scalp, he returned to the sea of stars at the beginning.
In front of him was the door with a simple shape.
Old Eggplant was not in a hurry to do it again, but took off his helmet.
There was silence in my own room, except for the subtle sound of the computer running, there was no other movement.
Old Eggplant came to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and took a sip of the drink. The sweetness relieved the tension just now and allowed him to think.
"In Lu Jian's video, there was a doll under the bed, but what I just experienced, there might be a big spider under the bed? Will the things under the bed change depending on the person?"
“What exactly is that thing in the closet, and where does it go after it leaves the clothes?”
"I seemed to have opened my eyes without counting my heartbeats just now. That state was like a ghost pressing on the bed. Was it because the things in the closet were 'pressing' me?"
Old Eggplant was thinking about this while drinking Coke. He walked out of the kitchen and went to the bathroom to wash his face.
He turned on the faucet and looked at himself in the mirror.
The old eggplant in the mirror looked a little haggard, as if he had just suffered a serious illness.
He wiped his face and rubbed his eyes.
At this time, Lao Eggplant found that there seemed to be something on his shoulder.
That thing was black, like, like an insect's leg.
"!"
Old Eggplant immediately shook his body, hurriedly patted his shoulder, and then looked there.
He saw a black thing being shaken off from his clothes and falling to the ground. He looked closely and saw that it looked like a spider!
As soon as the thing landed on the ground, it quickly swung its furry legs and crawled along the bathroom floor. It suddenly disappeared into nowhere.
"Fuck!"
Old Eggplant felt his scalp numb. Who knew if it was a spider or a cockroach? No, northern cockroaches shouldn't be that big.
After searching for a while, Old Eggplant found that the insect was really gone.
Now the problem is a bit bigger.
As we all know, the scariest bugs are the ones you can’t find once you see them.
He returned to the bedroom and took a look at the helmet.
"Is it because of what I just experienced that I had hallucinations?"
At this time, Lao Eggplant suddenly thought that he could snap his fingers to light a fire in the game. How did the game know?
Is that really a game?
This kind of reality, even though I have experienced [Cage], I still can't help but ask myself once.
He decided to put on a helmet and experience it again
Lu Jian saw the numbers in his field of vision slowly growing, and he felt that he had roughly grasped the essence of this mission.
"It seems that through these players who have awakened certain extraordinary abilities, the influence of the Magic Network can be increased, and it is not based on the number of people."
Lu Tian only gave thirty-five players the experience permission of [Quiet Land], allowing them to explore in Lu Tian's first mission. So far, no one has been able to pass the level, and he has accumulated hundreds of
influence.
"It seems that exploring these tasks and increasing the degree of exploration can also increase a lot of influence."
Lu Tiao also discovered some clues.
His initial mission was not very exploratory, and he had to choose one of three. He did not know the details of the other two missions, so he could only make up his own based on what he knew now.
But [Friends Under the Bed], what players explore here is worthy of Lu Jian’s attention.
He found that the things under the bed will change with different players, but most of them are things they are afraid of, and some are what the public is afraid of.
"So, that doll back then"
Thinking of this, Lu Tiao lowered his head and looked under the bed.
