03. In case the book becomes popular and I become a great god, I will make you the son of god
at the same time.
"What……?"
I put on my pajamas, drank a glass of Night God, and was stunned when I walked towards the transparent bridge in my bedroom.
The light blue drink is shaking in the cup.
Whispers resounded in my ears.
【You suddenly feel very ordinary.】
The transparent bridge brings up the view window, no message is sent, and no background program is opened.
The whispers still ring in my ears.
【As ordinary as most people.】
Transparent Qiao frowned and glanced at the familiar living room.
Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the dusky sky like a sandstorm and the light blue sunset were exactly the same as usual.
The living room without the lights was a bit dark. The butler robot stood by the wall with its hands raised, and the standby indicator light flashed.
【There are some clever things, but only a few.】
Am I in the game? Transparent Bridge frowned deeper.
By confusing the game with reality, "After Sleep" violates the Petra Law.
[You sat on the sofa and gradually remembered something.]
【You are eager to walk on the edge and explore the unknown. But you cannot make up your mind to take that step.】
The seemingly bewitching words of the whisper did not make Transparent Bridge think. He still frowned and tried to ease out the game menu - as expected, there was no response.
He lowered the cup in his hand slightly, then raised it again and drank it all in one gulp.
【So you are an ordinary person.】
The taste is no different from usual. On the contrary, I feel more after tasting it carefully.
Transparent Bridge slightly released his palm, and the half-cup of Yagami fell from his fingers and hit his feet.
The liquid poured onto the floor, and the glass water cup rolled down not far away.
Heartbreaking pain.
Not in the game... Did I have auditory hallucinations? Or was there a virus in my vision?
Horizon being hacked is a common topic, but no group of people has succeeded yet. This can be ruled out.
The housekeeper robot next to the wall started up and emitted an old-fashioned synthesized voice: "Miss, do you need help?"
Transparent Bridge said: "Take care of the floor. And... make an appointment with the doctor for me."
【Now, your opportunity has come.】
…
Mu Su walked up the eighty or ninety steps.
Now every time he goes down a step, he needs to put the oil lamp next to him, turn around and grab the edge of the step with both hands to lower his body.
Because it goes deep underground, the surrounding temperature gradually decreases.
Goosebumps appeared on the exposed skin.
Bang--
Mu Su let go of his hand and landed on the next step.
The echo travels far.
He stood on tiptoes, stretched out his hand to hold the bottom of the oil lamp, and shook it down.
The high steps are like a stone wall, blocking the view above.
He could no longer see his way back.
[At a certain moment, you suddenly realize that there is no point in trying to climb up. Because there will always be a level of stairs, and once you go down, you can never come up again.]
Mu Su opened his mouth and wanted to taunt the other party, but he just relied on his imagination. In the end, he couldn't say it out loud.
The other party has been laying the groundwork for so long, which ruins the atmosphere.
【But if you are curious, you have no other way. You can only go down.】
As the steps become higher, they also become wider. Otherwise, Mu Su may fall down because the steps are too narrow.
【The lights are getting dimmer.】
After hearing the prompt, Mu Su subconsciously looked at the lantern.
There was only a layer of black kerosene left inside, and the flames in the lampshade weakened at a very slow speed.
Sooner or later it will go out.
Mu Su moved down a few more steps. His movements became more and more slow and laborious. It was not only due to physical exertion, but also related to the increasing steps.
Bang--
Mu Su landed on the next step. He stood on tiptoe to reach for the oil lamp, but found nothing.
【You can't go up.】
The whisper sounded like a trigger.
"You want you to talk nonsense?" Mu Su's nature gradually became uncontrollable.
He bent his legs and jumped up with all his strength, knocking the oil lamp down. The latter staggered and plunged down, but was caught by Mu Su who was in a hurry.
【Suddenly you heard something.】
Mu Su took a few breaths, lay down on the edge of the steps, held his breath and listened attentively.
[You can’t help but listen attentively. Gradually, some sound comes from the darkness like an abyss.]
When Mu Su couldn't identify what the sound was, Whisper kindly gave him a hint.
[The sound of waves that only comes from the tide comes from the bottom of the pit, and it seems that it is not too far away from you.]
Seeing that he was close to the bottom of the pit, Mu Su perked up, bit the handle of the lantern, repeated his trick of grabbing the edge of the steps, and then let go.
Snap——
The sticky feeling on the soles of the feet came through the shoes.
A layer of mud appeared underfoot, mixed with seaweed and scales.
Mu Su suddenly sniffed.
A strong fishy smell penetrated the nose.
…
[You walk towards the bedroom, and you feel that the key to everything is right there.]
Transparent Qiao hesitated for a moment, then picked up her glass water cup and walked to the bedroom upstairs. She wanted to see what the purpose of the sound was.
Subconsciously, she suspected that she was still in the game, but she wasn't sure yet.
Pushing the door open, there is a whole wall of floor-to-ceiling windows opposite the door, and the desolate scenery of Mars comes into view, with scattered round buildings scattered across the land. Half of the blue sunset disappears into the hills in the distance.
[You suddenly find three more things on the table. You can’t help but walk over.]
Transparent Bridge looked at the three extra things on the desk and walked closer.
She was certain that none of these three items existed at home, and she had never seen them.
A yellowed diary, a diary with a white cover and pages stuck together with moisture. And a report.
The transparent bridge reaches for the report closest to your hand.
[The pages of the wet diary are about to rot. You pick it up subconsciously and open it carefully. 】
The hand resting on top of the report froze, and he moved to the white-covered diary and opened it.
Scrawled words appeared on the paper.
The cigarette in my hand was smiling at me. It rained again, and the sound of rain was louder than yesterday. They floated outside the window, asking me to go out and play. I closed the curtains, it was a trap. The claws under the bed stretched out again.
When I came out, I lit Orion on fire. He was smiling happily. The room was very bright and his claws were retracted. Fire is very important. No light is very dangerous. Light is bright and darkness is dark. Shadows are running around.
, I pierced it with a harpoon, and it became obedient. The bed was dozing off, and I was sleepy, and so was Orion. I climbed onto the bed, and the bed pushed me down. The sweater was peeking out of the closet, and it was knitting again.
, I couldn’t wear it, it was for other sweaters. There was a knock on the door, and the alarm clock came back. I asked it to go quickly, otherwise it would not be dawn. It wanted my eyes, and I gave it to it. He was lying.
Me. It didn't leave. It was always dark. It hid and wouldn't let me find it.
…
After reading the page, the strange description made her feel a little chilled, and even more confused.
She gently opened the sticky papers and turned to the second page.
