The so-called reality may be just an illusion that is beyond our control and painted by others.
…………Crazy but not conscious, level 15
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"Welcome to the horror paradise." A young woman's voice came into my ears.
Because the previous 1v1 mode did not consume much time, Xiaotan and his team's survival script was obviously not over yet, so Feng Bujue queued up a new mode that was only opened at level 15, that is, the "Nightmare" difficulty single-player mode.
Survival mode.
Loading has been completed and you are currently in single-entry survival mode.
This mode provides a brief introduction to the script, and there is a chance of branch lines appearing.
Hidden tasks and special world view.
Reward for clearing the scenario: randomly draw two puzzle cards.
The script introduction will be played soon, and the game will start immediately after the playback is completed.
In front of Feng Bujue's eyes, a very ordinary street appeared. On both sides of the street were the outer walls of private houses. The sky was hazy, and there were no tall buildings visible at first glance. The taller buildings only looked like six or seven floors. They looked like this.
It should be a small town.
It is worth mentioning that the opening CG picture is completely in black and white.
The system voice then sounded: It's an ordinary evening and you are walking home.
The town where you live was hit by a typhoon not long ago. Your original address was severely affected, and almost all nearby houses collapsed.
Although you survived safely, you must find another place to live.
You were temporarily placed in an unused house in the town, which was an abandoned 1-day long house in 3-chome.
Legend has it that ghosts often haunt the place, so no one dares to go near it. But after the typhoon, you and the other two affected households were forced to move in and live next to each other.
The introduction to the script ended here. Feng Bujue was free to act. Almost at the same second, he heard the system voice prompt that the main mission had been triggered.
Open the game menu, and the task bar displays the content of the main mission. This mission is really simple to the extreme, with just two words: go home.
"Hmm...is it a haunted script?" Feng Bujue said, "There is no time limit. This 'Nightmare' difficulty script seems to be less tense than the one in Chainsaw."
He began to check his pockets, looking for documents or maps. While rummaging through his pockets, Feng Bujue observed the surrounding environment. It was strange that after the cg ended, the world was still black and white.
, he seemed to have become color blind. Moreover, he also faintly heard a kind of tiny noise, a clicking sound, very soft, and he didn’t know where it came from. Whenever he tried to concentrate and listen, the sound would disappear.
.When he doesn’t expect it, it will sound again.
Tens of seconds later, Feng Bujue went through all the pockets and only found a set of three keys in the right pocket of his pants.
Name: Three Keys
Type: Drama related
Quality: ordinary
Function: open door lock
Can the script be brought out: No
Note: Find the corresponding door lock and use it.
Feng Bujue picked up the key and put it in front of his eyes for a closer look. Judging from their appearance alone, these three keys looked very ordinary. Judging from the jagged teeth and lines, the corresponding locks were not complicated either.
"Suppose one is the key to the house, what are the other two..." Feng Bujue pondered: "Looking at the shapes of the street lamp poles and trash cans, this should be from the 20th century... There should be no car keys at that time.
Folding and electronic keys, probably the same kind of traditional keys." He walked to the intersection in front and looked around on both sides of the road: "It doesn't look like there is a parking lot nearby, so... even if one of them is a car key, then
There’s no car around here either.”
He scratched his head: "There seems to be a little less information. Am I playing the game as a player, or am I playing the role of 'me'... If it is the latter, does the identity of 'my' matter?
, will it affect the plot? What will happen after ‘Going Home’?”
Under the current conditions, these problems are obviously unsolvable. Feng Bujue decided to follow the main mission first. After all, this is a nightmare difficulty. It seems calm on the surface, but maybe he will die if he takes the wrong step.
, even if there is no time limit, it is very dangerous to wander around the town rashly.
"Speaking of which...even though I was told the address of 'Third-chome's ruined 1-day longhouse', where is the third-chome..." Feng Bujue naturally couldn't know the way to the town, so he just knew
The address is useless.
"Since it's 'walking on the way home', then... the direction I was facing initially was..." Feng Bujue turned around and looked in that direction, but there was a Y-shaped intersection there, "Well... I'd better look for a map.
Or ask to join." He didn't want to gamble his luck by choosing one of the two, for obvious reasons.
Thinking of this, a person happened to be walking slowly. She was a woman with long black hair, wearing a windbreaker, trousers, a scarf around her neck, and a mask, covering the lower half of her face.
Face. Feng Bujue has been standing on the street until now, and this is the first street he has seen. But since it is a "small town", it is understandable that there are fewer people on the street in the evening.
"I'm sorry, may I ask..." Feng Bujue approached and wanted to ask for directions.
As a result, he only said half a sentence when the woman rushed to interrupt him: "Am I beautiful?"
"Uh...what?" Feng Bujue immediately felt that something was wrong, and his hand instinctively reached into his luggage.
"Am I beautiful?" The woman turned her face and asked again, but half of her face was covered by a mask and scarf and was not exposed at all.
"Beautiful!" Feng Bujue had already realized at this moment that the one in front of him might be the one from the legend... Hearing this, the slit girl immediately took off her mask, revealing her entire face. Her cheeks on both sides were divided by two slits.
Open, tear-like, almost all the way to the base of the ear.
"Is this still beautiful?" she asked again.
Feng Bujue was really glad at this moment that he didn't learn the clown's look all the way, otherwise he and this girl could have become a couple.
Looking at the monster in front of him that could scare a child to tears, Feng Bujue's eyes widened and he replied resolutely, "Yeah! Beautiful." His hand holding the pipe wrench was always ready to use force, and he thought to himself.
: Sanba, I've already praised you a few times. If you still dare to take out the sickle, don't blame me for giving you a second plastic surgery.
After a few seconds, the cracked woman said again: "What did you want to ask me just now?"
Feng Bujue was a little hesitant to ask her again. Who would be willing to reveal his address to a monster? But he then thought about it and realized that he didn't really live here anyway, so he said, "Excuse me, what's wrong with Sanchome?"
Walk?"
"Over there, turn left, go to the next street, turn left again, and keep walking." The cracked girl pointed to the Y-shaped intersection. After saying that, she put on her mask again, wrapped her scarf and left.
Feng Bujue had no intention of catching up and thanking him. He watched the other person leave his sight, then took a long breath and released his hand holding the pipe wrench: "I'm going... I haven't even returned home yet, and I met a monster.
Oh... Then when I go back, I will definitely be a ghost."
Although he was thinking this way, since he was playing a horror game, he naturally knew that there was a ghost in his house and stayed at home. Feng Bujue immediately followed the route mentioned by the cracked girl.
At this moment, the color is getting darker and darker, and everything around is in black and white, making the atmosphere extremely weird. If it were any other player, they would probably feel creepy just standing on this deserted street.
A gust of cold wind blew by, and Feng Bujue wrapped his suit jacket tighter. At this time, a white streak streaked across the black sky, and a ferocious flash lit up the sky. A few seconds after the lightning, thunder sounded. It seemed that something was not going to happen.
But the wind has picked up and it will rain.
When Feng Bujue looked up, he happened to see a strange phenomenon high up.
At the top of a wire, in the blind spot of the streetlight, there was a dark figure, squatting there with a stooped figure. When lightning illuminated the black and white world, Feng Bujue saw clearly "it
"The monster looks like an old woman wearing a white kimono. There are round hairpins on the back of the head, and the face is covered with wrinkles. The eyes are bulging and protruding from the eye sockets. The skin of its hands is black.
It was wrinkled and covered with pimples, and the fingers were spread out like ghost claws.
When the lightning ended, the shadow disappeared into the darkness again. Feng Bujue couldn't see clearly. He was not interested in getting closer to see what the monster was. Anyway, as long as the other party didn't jump over there, he would
Just pretend you didn't see it.
Feng Bujue buried his head and continued to move forward, speeding up his pace again, almost running. He didn't see Lu Ru again along the way, and he didn't stop until he reached a 3-chome road sign.
The rain also fell at this time.
The rain poured down on Feng Bujue. He quickly found his destination. Looking from the street, in a courtyard, he could see a row of three simple long houses connected together. It must be
There it is.
Feng Bujue hurriedly ran to the eaves, pushed back the wet hair from his forehead, and took out the key.
According to the introduction of the script, there are three families living in this row of long houses, and he has two neighbors. Feng Bujue doesn't know which door he lives in, so he has to try one by one.
I don't know if it was luck, but when he tried the first key in front of the first door, he succeeded immediately. When he pushed the wooden door open, the room was pitch black, and there was a unique smell of damp wood.
Feng Bujue reached out and groped around the door and found the light switch. After flipping it, the lights in the room came on.
