The dark figure next to the sofa appeared at the door of the bedroom at some point. Han Fei could vaguely see the outline of a person squatting on the ground with his head lowered.
His body seemed to be petrified, Han Fei was half-kneeling on the bed, with the slightly moldy red quilt still wrapped around his back.
"If I had known in advance that this was a fighting game or a puzzle game, I would have been fully mentally prepared. But the problem is that the store owner and all the information on the Internet said that this was a healing game. Who the hell?
You know how to escape in a healing game!"
He stared at the bedroom door intently, his brain spinning rapidly after a brief freeze.
Things have happened, and now it’s pointless to think about why he can’t quit the game. He has to live within the rules!
If you want to quit the game, you must meet two conditions: first, the game lasts for more than three hours, and second, at least one task is completed.
"I have completed the task of installing the fuse at my grandma's house. I remember that when I entered the game and opened my eyes, the clock on the wall showed midnight, and the last time I looked at the clock was two forty-four in the morning.
So I just need to find a way to buy myself up to sixteen minutes before I can leave here!"
Han Fei's thoughts had never been so clear. He stared at the bedroom door, his muscles tightened, and he held the kitchen knife firmly with five fingers.
"I checked before. There is no one in the bathroom, and there is no place to hide people. What is this thing? Why does it open the bathroom door in the middle of the night?"
Han Fei can survive as long as he survives sixteen minutes. The question is how to survive these sixteen minutes? Now things are developing in a worse direction. He is not sure whether the kitchen knife in his hand is useful. It is just the instinct of the body to hold on to the kitchen knife.
Looking for some psychological comfort.
I was lying in bed sleeping late at night and early in the morning. I opened my eyes and saw a person squatting next to the sofa in the living room. In the blink of an eye, I found that person running to the door of the bedroom. Just thinking about this scene made my scalp numb.
Calm down! Be sure to calm down!
Being unable to exit the game had a huge impact on Han Fei. Before he could recover, he was baptized by the sudden fear. The ordinary social animal who was originally an ordinary social animal had not collapsed under such repeated blows. Han Fei himself felt a little
Incredible.
"The old man said that this house had been unsafe. He should be referring to the man squatting on the ground. The other residents in the building have not moved out, which means that this guy rarely leaves the room. As long as I escape, I should be safe temporarily."
It's easier said than done. Han Fei looked at the blurry figure squatting at the door of the bedroom and didn't have the courage to get close.
"No! The current situation has not reached the most desperate point yet! It blocked the door and couldn't get through. I just spent time with it. After sixteen minutes, I immediately quit the game. If it goes in again, then I will directly
Run out of the bedroom!"
He was in a desperate situation and his life was about to be lost. Why did Han Fei care about the novice mission?
His eyes moved slowly and glanced at the electronic wall clock on the wall of the living room, but before he could see clearly what time it was, a bone-chilling chill rushed into his heart!
With his pupils narrowed, Han Fei looked at the bedroom door again. The man squatting on the ground had disappeared.
At this time, Han Fei made the most correct decision. He didn't stupidly turn on the light, nor step back, nor look around to find the other person, but jumped off the bed and ran towards the living room door!
He knew that the guy had entered the bedroom, and if he stayed here for a second longer, he would be courting death. Instead of taking chances and being curious about what the other person was, it was better to leave quickly.
Racing against time and without stopping, Han Fei felt that he had never run so fast in his life.
He rushed to the security door and opened it as quickly as possible.
The sound of the door panel opening and closing caused the voice-activated lights in the corridor to turn on, and dim light shone into the room, but Han Fei did not dare to look back. He just glanced at the room with his peripheral vision as he walked downstairs.
In the dilapidated and deserted room, there was a person lying under the bedroom lampstand with his limbs twisted at weird angles. If Han Fei had turned on the light just now, he might have just seen that person's pale and gloomy face!
After closing the door, Han Fei was afraid that the other party would chase him out. After a while, he heard a scary sound coming from inside the house, as if someone was desperately scratching the door panel with his nails.
"That thing wants to come out?"
Not daring to stay, Han Fei ran downstairs with a kitchen knife. He knew that the old man downstairs also had problems, but compared to unknown things, the old man posed less of a threat to him.
When Han Fei arrived on the third floor, he smelled the familiar aroma of meat again. He found that the door of the old man's room was ajar, and there were several black bags thrown at the door. These bags were different from the ones he had seen in the refrigerator before.
After taking a few steps back, his body hit the door of another house on the third floor. A cracked Bagua mirror fell from the door and almost hit him.
Turning around to look, Han Fei found that the door panel of this house was densely covered with talisman papers, which looked very scary.
"Is there not a normal person in this building?"
Being stimulated one after another, Han Fei's nerves were tense. At this moment, all the voice-controlled lights in the corridor went out. No matter how loud he made, the lights seemed to be broken and never came back on.
In the dead silence, Han Fei clearly heard the sound of the door being slowly pushed open, and something was approaching in the darkness.
His heartbeat was getting faster and faster. Han Fei ran downstairs with all his strength. He could feel something chasing him in the darkness.
Gritting his teeth, Han Fei rushed to the first floor in one breath. Only then did he realize that the corridor door was locked and he could not leave the building at all.
Waving his arms, Han Fei hacked at the door lock with a kitchen knife until darkness enveloped him and something seemed to appear behind him.
His neck was slowly tightened, and Han Fei seemed to be crazy on the surface, repeatedly hacking at the door lock, but in fact all his attention was focused on the attribute panel.
The coldness soaked into his body, and Han Fei could no longer hold the kitchen knife. Just when he was about to lose consciousness, the gray escape button finally lit up.
Three hours are up!
"quit!"
Bang!
There was a loud noise in my mind, the world was spinning, and severe pain came from the depths of my brain.
Holding back the pain, the moment Han Fei regained control of his body, he took off the gaming helmet with both hands and threw it heavily on the table.
Darkness fell, and the projection screen on the wall showed that it was 3:01 in the morning.
Han Fei entered the game during the day, but when he returned to reality it was already late at night.
Fatigue surged from all parts of his body, and Han Fei still had an unreal feeling, as if he still hadn't escaped from the game.
"Attention players numbered 0000! You have completed the first game in the first version of Perfect Life, please speed up your exploration!"
A cold mechanical synthesized sound sounded in the depths of his mind. Han Fei was stunned when he heard the sound. He was sure that he had taken off his gaming helmet and the sound appeared directly in his head.
"How can it be?"
"Attention players numbered 0000! You have completed the first game, please start the second game within 24 hours!"
"Why do I have this voice in my head?" Han Fei touched the back of his head where the pain kept coming, and picked up the heavy gaming helmet again. Only then did he see that the inside of the helmet was full of blood.
After thinking about it carefully, Han Fei vaguely remembered that something seemed to have penetrated his head after he put on the helmet.
"Is this an attempted murder?" Han Fei took out his cell phone and prepared to call the police, but when he had the idea of calling the police, the voice in his head came again.
"Attention, player No. 0000! Please do not reveal the game content to anyone, otherwise the black box will explode in your brain, ensuring that you are brain-dead within 0.001 seconds."
"Black box? Brain dead?" Han Fei looked at the casual healing type label posted on the helmet and felt his head hurt even more.