01. Yesterday, I was a model worker for four chapters (proud)
I don't know when the sea breeze started, blowing through the edges and corners with a sharp whistling sound.
The noise of players outside the window covered up the waves and dispelled the gloom.
Following the method of the transparent bridge, Mu Su took out three teeth from the dinner plate and wrote the name of the game "Transparent Bridge", "Smell the Fragrance", and "Karen" in sequence. He went to the corner and opened the wardrobe covered with cobweb dust. He threw away the first tooth.
Go in and close the cabinet door with your backhand.
Through the crack of the cupboard door, a dim yellow eye flashed past.
Not long after, there was a loud banging sound in the closet.
Squeak——
The cabinet door was pushed open, and an arm stretched out. The transparent bridge with cobwebs on its body lowered its head and stepped out of the closet.
"What is this, the Chronicles of Narnia?" Mu Su complained and summoned Wen Xiang and Kallen.
The small hut suddenly became crowded. Then it became deserted as the three people who were curious about the outside and Wen Xiang ran out.
Nowadays, the open space has become as noisy as a market. Some players are sitting on the spot selling props. Most of the props are clothing, the plain color is in line with the positioning of the main world, and most of them have no attributes.
Ten minutes later, the three people who had finished exploring Wanghai Cliff met Mu Su at the east beach.
Four people were sitting around the dark brown beach. The Dead Sea lapped against the rocks in the distance, and the splashing waves seemed to be black.
It was supposed to be noon, with thick dark clouds and a gloomy sky with a slight coolness. The sea breeze brought an indescribable smell.
Transparent Bridge asked: "I've always wanted to ask...what is the attribute of your title?"
Musu showed his title attribute.
Wen Xiang complained appropriately: "Why do I feel that the title fits so well..."
Transparent Bridge asked him: "Have you used it?"
"Why should I use it?" Mu Su squinted his eyes: "Because I am mentally ill, you just take it for granted that I have the title and use it to death until my sanity is reduced to zero and then I can get rid of it?"
Isn't that how it should be?
This idea came to the three people's minds at the same time.
Even though they haven't been in contact for a long time, Mu Su seems to be someone who knows how to do this.
"Of course not!" Mu Su said in shock, "Do you guys have any misunderstandings about mental illness? If you can even guess my actions, then what qualifications do I have to call myself mentally ill!"
"What's the matter with your inexplicable sense of pride..."
The banter continued for a while, and then a lone wooden boat slowly sailed towards the sea in the distance.
Wen Xiang was facing the sea and was the first to find it. He couldn't help but stand up and said in surprise: "Is that... a boat?"
Transparent Bridge and Karen couldn't help but stand up and take a look.
There was no one on the wooden boat, which was gradually pushed closer to the shore by the waves.
Mu Su, who was still sitting in the sand, leaned back and supported his upper body, straightened his legs and swayed from side to side, and said casually: "It comes back more than a dozen times every day."
"More than a dozen times -" Transparent Bridge turned around and asked him. When he saw Mu Su's leisurely look in the middle of the sentence, he couldn't help but pause and asked, "What does it mean?"
"Every day people go out to sea on wooden boats, and it usually doesn't take long for them to come back slowly and leisurely."
"Where are the people on the boat?" Wen Xiang couldn't help but ask.
"It's obvious." Mu Su nuzzled towards the wooden boat that had been stranded on the beach.
The boat came back empty.
After staring for a while, Transparent Bridge couldn't help but wonder: "Go over and have a look?"
"Why do you look like a stupid roe deer?" Mu Su looked disgusted.
Mu Su's acrimony had no effect, and the curious three people left him behind and walked towards the wooden boat.
Mu Su rolled his eyes, ignored them, and lay back on the beach.
The wooden boat ran aground in the shoal, and most of the other players on the beach turned a blind eye to it. Three silly roe deer came closer to watch a small boat made of broken wood.
The length of the wooden boat is less than three meters, and the boat can only seat four people at full capacity.
Looking at the ship, Transparent Bridge suddenly felt a little thirsty. His curiosity to explore the unknown drove him: "We... want to go to sea and have a look?"
The first person to refuse was Wen Xiang. She shook her head: "I have class tomorrow, and I'm not sure..."
"Me too." Karen agreed and raised her hand.
Transparent Bridge calmed down a little, knowing that he was in a hurry, and going out to sea without preparation would undoubtedly lead to death.
"How about we ask Mu Su?" Wen Xiang was also curious about overseas and suggested: "He will know more. He should..."
After saying that, she hesitated again. After all, no one could tell for sure about Mu Su.
When Wen Xiang and the others came back, Mu Su was deeply immersed in self-blame for not having a code word.
Wen Xiang briefly stated his thoughts, and Mu Su sat up, then shook his head so that his cheeks were shaking.
"Tomorrow, this detective has to interview an assistant, so he needs to go to bed early."
"Then let's leave it like this for now. I'll go back and try the nightmare difficulty later."
Through the cabinet in Mu Su's room, Wen Xiang and others returned to their Wanghai Cliff and said goodbye to this outdoor trip.
…
A transparent bridge emerges from the wardrobe.
The cabin was still the same as before he left.
The rotten food on the plate was disgusting, so Transparent Bridge remembered that he should take it away and throw it away.
Wooden bolts were inserted into the door to isolate the wooden house from the outside world. The hustle and bustle of players outside the window dispersed the deserted atmosphere of Wanghai Cliff.
Transparent Bridge looked out the window for a while and said to himself: "Try the nightmare difficulty."
He lay down on the bed.
[Currently: Single player nightmare copy]
【Loading...】
[The current difficulty is nightmare, and a special world view will be loaded]
…
【A virus has swept the world.】
A low voice slowly sounded.
The screen gradually lights up, showing the world after zombies have ravaged the world.
【Ninety-six percent of the population is infected.】
The camera gradually moves back, bringing the smoke-filled city into the frame.
【They died at that moment.】
Gunshots came from somewhere
【They came alive at that moment.】
The camera zooms past a strange figure standing on the top of a building, covered in blood and moaning.
Is it a zombie? Transparent Bridge whispered.
Suddenly, a series of rumbling sounds and footsteps came into my ears.
[They long for blood and the miserable howls of humans.]
The camera continued to retreat, and more street scenes appeared on the screen, and at the same time, the sounds and footsteps became clearer.
【Fortunately, we are about to win. Because——】
A long line of armored vehicles and soldiers in standard uniforms appear in the camera.
Several helicopters circled overhead.
The transparent bridge and the secret passage. The army has entered, does that mean the virus has been suppressed?
Where will the difficulty of nightmare difficulty be reflected...
【The earth has eyes.】
The rewinding shot slows down, revealing the window frame and the glass reflecting the figure.
【Zombies have mouths.】
The telescope is placed in front of the window.
【And we have guns】
As the last sentence disappeared, the sight of the transparent bridge went dark, and when it lit up, he had regained control of his body.
Transparent Bridge turned his head to look at the situation in the room, but his movements felt clumsy and difficult to use freely.
A mirror beside him allows him to observe his own condition well.
In front of the mirror, a man stood crookedly. His left foot was turned to the back, and a section of his white stubble was exposed. His white shirt was mixed with stains and blood, his pupils were dilated and scattered, his hair was messy, and a piece of flesh on his face seemed to be disconnected.
"I'm...a zombie...?"
Transparent Bridge was shocked, but only made a hoarse growl.
