Chapter 350 The relic of the first generation manager
Han Fei played the dead building game not only to help Zhuang Ren, but also for himself.
He triggered the soul chaser mission in the deep world, and he had to see the soul chaser behind him to survive.
It is almost impossible to see the soul chaser by normal means, so Han Fei now puts his hope in the dead building game.
The previous task processes were similar, except that before Zhuang Wen was about to complete the fusion, Han Fei carried her child into Room 1144.
"Is this a dead end?" Zhuang Ren couldn't understand Han Fei's operations more and more, but he didn't dare to question directly. The comedian in front of him seemed to be familiar with the art of war. Every step seemed to be wild and unconstrained, but in fact there was a deep truth behind it.
The meaning of.
Triggering the dialogue of Madman 1144, Han Fei took Zhuang Wen's child into the closet and walked through a world full of blood-red clothes. Han Fei ran in the direction of his memory.
Even with his extraordinary memory, Han Fei still got lost in the closet twice.
After starting from scratch for the third time, he finally found another cabinet door in the wardrobe world.
Estimating the time, Han Fei opened the cabinet door when Zhuang Wen chased her.
A huge mouth appeared behind the closet door, and black and red tongues wrapped around Zhuang Wen's human body like tentacles, dragging her into the interior of the closet.
Han Fei's mission was completed, so he hid in the distance and observed secretly.
The furious Zhuang Wen smashed the teeth of the big mouth, tore off its tongue, and then jumped into the closet.
After waiting for a long time, Han Fei saw that Zhuang Wen had not come out of the closet yet, so he controlled the game character to enter the closet.
Sliding down the "esophagus", he found the broken cabinet door deep in the monster's "stomach". Han Fei motioned Zhuang Ren to take a closer look, and then he pushed open the broken wardrobe door.
The familiar architectural layout and furniture made Zhuang Ren unable to look away for a long time. His cloudy eyes slowly opened wide, and the heart that had been silent for many years was beating loudly in his chest.
Controlling the character to leave the closet is different from the deep world. This bedroom is full of blood-red footprints, both from adults and children.
"They thought it was you who died, and they put your photo in the brazier." The character approached the corner next to the closet, and Han Fei got a photo of a mission prop in the brazier.
The portrait in the black-and-white photo is none other than Zhuang Ren. Behind the photo are densely written steps for summoning spirits. Some of the preparation measures make people feel very uncomfortable just listening to them.
"Me, my family lives here?" Zhuang Ren kept raising and lowering his hand. He wanted to get the game controller in Han Fei's hand, but he was afraid that he would kill the game character.
At this time, like a child, he stood up from the sofa and walked nervously in front of the TV: "What is outside that door? Is this the photo they prepared for me? I..."
Zhuang Ren was a little incoherent. He had been playing the dead building game for decades. Gradually, he had given up hope and just regarded it as a way to escape.
But he didn't expect that on this day, Han Fei would really find clues about his family in the Dead Tower game. The feeling was simply indescribable.
"Things may not be as beautiful as you thought. What you saw was just a new nightmare." Han Fei pushed open the bedroom door. The living room outside was also full of bloody footprints, and all the furniture was covered with black terror.
curse.
This room looked like a ghost, but the architectural style and furnishings were the same as Zhuang Ren remembered, which gave him a strange feeling of tearing apart.
He controlled the game character to open the door to his second daughter's room. Before Han Fei could enter, the living room door was opened. The background music of the game changed. The music was different from the character music in the world. It didn't seem to be a sound that a living person should hear.
"They should be here."
Han Fei asked the game character to hide behind the door, and then he and Zhuang Ren just stared at the game screen.
Not long after, a woman holding a statue of a god entered the living room, followed by two other girls.
They seemed unable to see the weirdness of the room, and completely regarded it as a normal world, and then began to have a conversation about spiritualism in the living room.
Looking at the TV screen, Zhuang Ren stood next to the TV, his arms shaking slightly unconsciously.
The family members in the picture are still wearing the clothes they wore on the day they died, as if they were still alive on that day, the morning they left.
The death of all his family members was a huge blow to Zhuang Ren, which directly destroyed him as a person. From middle age to old age, he could not get out of the world for decades. He gave up his job, cut off social interaction, and therefore became a homeless person.
Normal people.
He plays games every day with one ten thousandth of hope, and what he has been waiting for is this day. Now this day has come suddenly, and he is not even mentally prepared.
My fingers lightly touched the game characters on the TV screen, and all I could feel on my fingertips was the coldness and hardness of the TV screen.
"Found them..."
The family members living in the ghost world did not seem to be aware of the horror around them. They discussed the soul-calling ritual, hoping to bring the "dead" Zhuang Ren back to reunite with them.
There are lines of dialogue displayed on the TV screen. Ordinary people may not be able to understand Zhuang Ren's feelings. He really wants to give up everything to reunite with his family.
"My family found them in the dead building game. Should I wake up from my dream?" Zhuang Ren sat on the ground: "Actually, I also know that I can no longer live with them. I will never be able to.
Entering such a small game. Thank you for helping me fulfill my wish. Now I really have no regrets."
Zhuang Ren, who had always been crazy, had a complicated expression at this moment, and he seemed to have suddenly regained his consciousness.
His family was imprisoned in a mini game. It was impossible to think about such a thing. He just didn't want to face the death of his family, so he kept playing the game, hoping to escape the pain and give himself complete freedom.
A life of despair with an imaginary hope.
Now he has found his family in the Dead Tower game, but what he touches is a cold TV screen.
He fulfilled his lifelong wish and lost his last hope.
Zhuang Ren, who was sitting on the ground, suddenly felt very sleepy. He wanted to have a good sleep, preferably never to wake up again.
"You have persisted for decades, is it too early to give up now?" Han Fei's voice was like a basin of ice water poured on Zhuang Ren's face, causing him to wake up instantly: "This dead building game is just the director of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical
Long prophecy, your family is not in this little game, but they do still exist because I have seen them with my own eyes."
Zhuang Ren finally looked away from the TV screen: "Have you... seen them?"
"You don't have trust in me. Don't you still trust the chairman of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical? The man closest to God will not lie to you casually." Han Fei continued to control the game characters and finally got here. He was not ready to give up.
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"If you can let me see them, I'm willing to pay any price!" Zhuang Ren got up from the ground, with a trace of determination in his bloodshot eyes.
"I've already stated the conditions, and I want to tell you one more thing. You may have to pay the price with your life to see your family. Think about it again." Han Fei did not urge Zhuang Ren, he continued to play with the dead building.
Game, hide and seek with Zhuang Ren's wife and daughter in a small room.
Zhuang Ren hesitated for a long time, then turned and entered the bedroom.
Half an hour later, Zhuang Ren returned to the living room dragging a black box.
When Han Fei saw the black box for the first time, his eyelids began to twitch slightly. He had seen similar boxes.
When he purchased the "Perfect Life" gaming helmet, the gaming helmet was packed in a black box like this!
"The video I let you watch before was incomplete. This is my biggest secret." Zhuang Ren opened the black box and took out a video tape. He turned on the projector in the living room and put the video tape into the player.
Fast forwarding, until a certain point, Zhuang Ren began to zoom in on the picture: "These are some pictures of the actress being violated on the set. Please pay attention to the mirror in the lower left corner, at the sixteenth second."
Zhuang Wen's mother in the picture is the horror movie actress. She seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit, talking to herself as she entered the depths of the filming location.
When passing a corner, he was grabbed by a dark shadow. Han Fei had seen this scene before.
But what comes next is the most important scene. The actress is chanting Zhuang Ren's name, but the face flashing on the mirror in the lower left corner of the screen is not Zhuang Ren at all, but the chairman of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical!
It's just that he in the mirror is completely different from his usual self. Those eyes are full of evil aura, it's like he is the reincarnation of the devil.
"Butterfly is the chairman of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical?" Han Fei opened his eyes wide.
He continued to watch, and the actress's voice in the video gradually turned into a scream. She was in extreme pain, as if her body was about to be torn apart.
When she was about to be killed, there was a sound of opening the door in the video, followed by a man's voice: "Become my brother and live in the house in my memory. Do you think you can create a flaw in me like this?"
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"Fu Sheng, why are you chasing me? I can help you destroy the deep layers..."
"I don't need help from ghosts."
There was no other sound on the screen, and Zhuang Ren also turned off the player: "We were shooting in Lihua Community, and the set was the building where the chairman of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical once lived. At first, I saw that the person in the mirror was the director of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical.
I was extremely shocked when I grew up, and the more I thought about it, the more wrong I became."
"Have the people from Yongsheng Pharmaceutical approached you?"
"The day after I found the face in the mirror, the chairman of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical came to see me in person. I thought he would pay a high price to take back the video tape, but he didn't mention anything related to the video. He just said a few words.
In a sentence." Zhuang Ren thought for a long time before he said intermittently: "The way he looked at me was full of sympathy, and he also said that the future was already destined, no one can change it, it will happen after all."
"only these?"
"He asked me if I had played the little game of Dead Tower, and I said no. Then he gave me this black box and asked me to open it when I was extremely emotionally unstable."
"Do you know what's in the black box?"
"I opened it the night after my wife and daughter died. Inside the box was a second-hand emotional therapy device." Zhuang Ren took out something similar to a gaming helmet from the box. Compared with Han Fei's gaming helmet, that thing was
It's like a simplified semi-finished product.
Han Fei took the emotional therapy device, parts fell off, and the inside of the device was burned: "Did you do it?"
"I don't remember. After putting this thing on, I seemed to be knocked unconscious by the electric current. When I woke up, it was already broken." Zhuang Ren sat on the black box. He really couldn't remember what happened at that time.
Already.
"Can you lend me this thing to go back and study?" Han Fei felt that the reason why the butterfly could not enter Zhuang Ren's dream and take him into the deep world was related to this emotional healing device.
If you can figure out the principle, you can give Huang Ying one in the future.
"Of course, it's useless if I ask for it."
"Through these things, maybe I can get to know the chairman of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical and Mr. Fu better." Han Fei put the broken emotional therapy device into the black box. He motioned to Zhuang Ren to take a bath and change clothes: "We will wait.
First go to the building next door where the chairman of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical lived, and then I will find a way to take you to meet your family."
"Really?" There was a little light in Zhuang Ren's bloodshot eyes.
"Just wait in your best condition." Han Fei did not dare to recruit Zhuang Ren into the deep world casually. He had to find out what the purpose of Butterfly and Fu Sheng was before making a decision.
While Zhuang Ren was taking a shower and changing clothes, Han Fei continued to play the Dead Tower game, but maybe because of something on his mind, he was killed by the ghost in Building 4 not long after.
"We still have plenty of time today, so don't rush." Han Fei first took out his mobile phone and dialed Jin Jun's number. The senior entertainment reporter still had a spare "Perfect Life" test account in his hand.
After saying hello to the other party, Han Fei put down the game controller, walked out of the room, and quietly came to the deepest building in Lihua Community.
After Yongsheng Pharmaceutical bought the building, it completely blocked it and surrounded it with an iron mesh more than two meters high. There were also intelligent AI warning devices and 24-hour monitoring nearby.
Control is tight, but now that the chairman of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical has passed away, the supervisors have already withdrawn.
Easily climbing over the iron net, Han Fei followed the records in the videotape and reached the fourth floor.
In this corner room, Zhuang Wen's mother was violated.
"It seems that I need to learn to pick locks in the future." The skill book that Huang Ying sent to the underworld included lock picking. Han Fei also basically understood the structure of some locks. Unfortunately, he did not have the tools at his disposal and had few opportunities to practice.
Taking out the swing stick, Han Fei finally used brute force to open the dilapidated door.
He shook the door panel and listened to the sound: "Before Fu Sheng spoke in the video, there was a very soft door opening. What door did he push open?"
After entering the house, Han Fei tried one by one and finally stopped at the bedroom closet.
The sound of the closet door opening and closing is very close to the sound of the door opening in the video tape.
Looking inside the closet, Han Fei found a large amount of dried blood stains in the closet, which formed the outline of a door.
