""Perfect Life" is a casual healing game that can nourish the soul and soothe the body and mind. There are plots that make people smile and warm daily life. We will use hope and happiness as the main theme to bring positive thoughts to all players.
strength……"
Time passed by minute by minute, and it was not until 23:59 that the mechanically synthesized sound coming from the depths of my mind suddenly stopped.
"Now, you can choose your own perfect life."
The hard and cold ground stimulated the nerves in his face. Han Fei slowly opened his eyes and found himself lying in a strange room.
The house is about 70 square meters, the furniture is covered with dust, the walls are mottled, and there are some black and red stains.
"My head hurts so much, it feels like a hole has been punched in the back of my head."
A faint musty smell drifted into his nose, and Han Fei could clearly feel everything around him.
Hearing, vision, smell, and touch are not much different between this game and the real world.
Sitting blankly on the floor of the living room, Han Fei looked at the empty, deserted room.
The architectural layout of the house and the furniture in the house still maintain the style of decades ago. Everything is covered with dust, as if no one has lived there for a long time.
"Is this my home in the game?"
Han Fei rubbed the back of his head and stood up from the ground: "Look at the game introduction. This is a healing sims game. It has an open world and no fixed gameplay. I can work hard to upgrade my character to improve my attributes, and I can also collect money and spend it to enjoy it. It's OK
Go talk to a virtual girlfriend and have virtual family and love."
While thinking about what to do next, Han Fei suddenly heard a knock on the door outside the house.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Walking to the other side of the living room, Han Fei opened the security door, and the dim light from the voice-activated light entered the room, dispelling the desolation and loneliness.
"Young man, are you the new resident?"
A friendly voice came from outside the door, and a kind-faced, silver-haired old woman stood in the corridor piled with miscellaneous items.
"Today is New Year's Day. Grandma has made dumplings at home. Let's come over and eat together. The festival must be lively."
In modern cities, everyone is very busy, and neighbors may not speak a word to each other for weeks. At least Han Fei has never encountered this situation of inviting neighbors to his home for dinner during festivals.
"Forget it, I don't want to trouble you." Han Fei has become taciturn since he was fired from the company, and he is not willing to communicate too much with other people.
"Both my son and daughter-in-law are working in other places, and I and my grandson are the only two people at home. I cooked a lot of food, but it was wasted if I couldn't finish it."
Grandma looked at Han Fei as if she were looking at her own child, and every word she spoke was like the morning sunshine, making people feel warm.
"Dumplings have the meaning of reunion and good fortune. Eating dumplings can get rid of a year's bad luck. It's not easy for a kid like you to work outside alone. Come and eat hot dumplings to warm your stomach."
The old man invited again and again. In reality, Han Fei would most likely find various excuses, but this was in a game after all, and the old man might just be to guide him to complete the plot mission.
Nodding, Han Fei picked up a bunch of keys on the coffee table in the living room and walked out of the room, helping the old man walk downstairs.
"Grandma, please watch your step and walk slowly."
The corridor in front of me is piled with debris and garbage, the iron railings are rusty, there are many small advertisements posted on the walls on both sides, and there are also many children's graffiti.
This place looks very much like an old community from more than ten years ago. With the rapid development of science and technology, such communities have become extremely rare.
The old man led Han Fei down one floor and stopped at the door of room 1031.
The numbers painted with blood-red paint on the wall were already a little blurry. She coughed lightly and opened the door to room 1031.
The rich aroma of meat wafted from the room. Han Fei swallowed and looked into the room.
The old man didn't turn on the lights at home, but just lit a few candles on the dining table.
"The fuse blew out, and the repairman probably didn't come because he was on holiday."
"Grandma, how about I do it for you? I used to change the insurance at home when it burned out." Han Fei didn't regard the old man as a game NPC. He didn't know why. Maybe it was because the other person gave him a weird feeling.
Like a living person.
"Be careful, the spare fuse is in the drawer." After the old man finished explaining, he entered the kitchen. The meat she stewed seemed to be cooked.
Stepping on the bench, Han Fei replaced the fuse, turned on the switch, and warm light illuminated the dark cabin.
"Attention players numbered 0000! The G-level ordinary task of replacing the fuse has been completed. Meng Shi's friendliness has been increased by five. Harmonious neighborly relations are the first step to a perfect life."
A cold mechanical synthesized voice came from the depths of Han Fei's mind: "The mission system has been activated, and the novice missions have been updated. Completing the novice missions will help you understand everything about this world as soon as possible."
Listening to the unfamiliar voice in his mind, an attribute panel appeared in front of Han Fei, but before he could take a closer look, the old man walked out of the kitchen with a pot of fish soup.
"The freshly stewed fish soup, drink it while it's hot." The old man put the fish soup on the dining table with a smile. She turned around and walked to the bedroom door and opened the iron lock on the bedroom door: "Chenchen, let's go out to eat."
After a while, a five or six-year-old boy walked out of the bedroom. He kept his head down, as if he was having a tantrum with the old lady.
"You guys eat first, I still have a few dishes to prepare." The old man opened the refrigerator door and took out half a frozen chicken from the upper shelf: "The power has been out for so long and it hasn't thawed yet?"
She put the frozen chicken into a small basin and placed it on the dining table.
"Grandma, don't prepare so many dishes, we won't be able to finish them all."
"It's rare to have guests at home. If you don't cook more, the meat in the refrigerator will go bad." The enthusiastic, kind, and busy figure of the old man in the kitchen reminded Han Fei of his own family.
When he was very young, the New Year celebrations at home were always so lively.
The aroma of meat wafted into his nose, and the freshly cooked fish soup was steaming. The hazy aroma made Han Fei feel a little dazed, and the memories in his mind seemed to overlap with the virtual game.
The dim light illuminated the hut, the sound of pots and pans came from the kitchen, the square box TV played advertisements, and the faint smell of fireworks seemed to dispel the indifference of this strange city.
"These simple beauties may be life itself."
There will always be a special dark time in life. If you stop moving forward because you are afraid of the future, you will only be trapped in the darkness forever.
Han Fei picked up the spoon and poured a bowl of fish soup for himself and Chenchen.
The milky white fish soup exuded an alluring aroma, and Han Fei gently blew hot air on the bowl.
He was about to taste the fish soup when, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw the child across the table raising the bowl of fish soup above his head.
"What does this kid want to do?"
Before Han Fei could react, the child slammed the bowl full of fish soup to the ground!
"I won't eat anything from the coffin!"
puff!
After hearing the child's words, Han Fei spat out a mouthful of fish soup.
coffin?
The ceramic bowl was shattered on the floor, and the fish soup was everywhere. The old lady heard the noise and ran out of the kitchen: "Chenchen! What are you doing?!"
"Everything you make is taken out of the coffin!" The boy who looked to be only five or six years old raised his head, and there were many bloodshot eyes in his eyes.
"What nonsense are you talking about!" The old lady was worried that the boy would be burned, so she didn't even bother to take off her apron and ran to the dining table.
"The building manager said that the dead will only be released in coffins!" The boy broke free from the old man's hand, threw the frozen chicken he had just taken out of the refrigerator to the ground, and ran to the bedroom.
"Come back here!"
The old man also entered the bedroom, and Han Fei was the only one left in the living room with a bowl of fish soup.
"The naughty child is too scary." Han Fei silently put down the porcelain bowl. He found a broom and dustpan behind the door and wanted to help the old man clean up. But when he was about to clean up the frozen chicken on the floor, he suddenly remembered something.
The child said he wouldn't eat anything taken out of the coffin, but Han Fei could see clearly that the half-frozen chicken was taken out of the refrigerator by the old man.
Originally, this was nothing, but if combined with what the child said later, the building director told the child that the dead would only be released in the coffin.
Why does this child use the refrigerator as a coffin? Is it because there is a corpse hidden in their refrigerator?
kindness?
Thinking of this, Han Fei was stunned. This didn't seem to be the beginning of a healing game!