Chapter 812 It was just a small abnormality at first
Chapter 812 It was just a small abnormality at first
Han Fei stayed in the paradise for a long time until Huang Ying suddenly called him.
The other party used the encrypted number. Generally, Huang Ying would only use it to contact Han Fei when there was an emergency.
After leaving the park, Han Fei made sure there was no one around and answered the phone: "Brother Huang?"
"There are some problems in the shallow world of "Perfect Life". Some players have abnormal mental states after going offline." Huang Ying spoke quickly: "The matter is very serious. I can't explain it clearly on the phone. Come to Smart New City."
Bar."
"The unspeakable ghost began to affect reality last night. The medium it chose was "Perfect Life". I already know this." Han Fei placed the black key close to his body. He didn't know the location of the door yet, but
He felt that he would be able to find that door one day.
"I think it's better for you to take a look, because this is not an isolated case. All players with abnormal mental states have died in the paradise passage. I suspect that now there are two unspeakable forces working together. One opens the passage, and the other follows up.
Will use the passage to do more terrifying things." Huang Ying was a little worried: "There are no new problems in the passage in the park, right?"
"The hatred that guards the passage is about to enter the skyscraper." Han Fei frowned slightly, and he changed his mind: "I will go to the Smart New City right away. Please tell me an address."
Two hours later, Han Fei and Huang Ying met in a high-end community in Smart New City. They took the elevator and arrived at the door of room 3014.
"This resident in the same community as me was the backbone of the business alliance in "Perfect Life". He died in the paradise passage that night." Huang Ying waved towards the camera and waited for the owner of the house to open the door: "After going offline,
At first he just felt a little headache, and then it became more and more abnormal."
After waiting for a few minutes, the door was opened, but I couldn't see who opened the door.
The pungent smell of air freshener came from inside the house. The living room was in a mess. Boards and nails were scattered on the floor, and the furniture had been moved.
"Mr. Zhang?" Huang Ying walked in front with his mobile phone and carefully kicked off the wooden boards on the ground: "The ghost exorcist master I found for you is here. Are you okay?"
Han Fei glanced behind him and realized that the ghost exorcist master in Huang Ying's mouth was referring to himself.
Slowly entering the living room, Han Fei saw some used adult diapers and a large number of air freshener bottles in the corner.
A creaking sound suddenly sounded in the bedroom, the closet door was pushed open, and a pale arm stretched out, then a shoulder, and finally a bloodless face.
"boss Zhang!"
Huang Ying ran to the bedroom and pulled Mr. Zhang out of the closet. His belly was bulging and his pockets were full of various medicines.
"Why did you lock yourself in the cabinet in broad daylight?" Huang Ying pressed Mr. Zhang's trembling shoulders: "It's okay, the ghost exorcist master is here, and all the problems that trouble you will be solved."
After a while, Mr. Zhang returned to normal. He lay on the ground and grabbed Han Fei's arm: "Help me, that thing wants to kill me!"
"Don't be impatient. Speak slowly." Han Fei squatted next to Mr. Zhang and glanced at Mr. Zhang's abnormally bulging belly.
"I saw it. At first it only appeared at night, but later it also appeared during the day!" Mr. Zhang covered his head, his eyes full of fear. He tremblingly grabbed Han Fei: "There is an extra person in my bathroom!
As long as I don’t turn on the light, it will stand inside! It will also squat behind me and crawl over my head!”
Mr. Zhang pointed to the bathroom. The wooden door had been completely sealed with wooden boards, but it seemed to have no effect.
"When did you start seeing it?"
"Perfect life game! It's the day after I was killed by a ghost in the nightmare passage!" Mr. Zhang took out a handful of pills from his pocket. He was about to stuff them into his mouth without counting them, but Huang Ying stopped him.
"The ghosts in the passage are all our own. It should be Meng's will that has done something secretly." Han Fei walked to the bathroom door, removed all the wooden boards, and opened the door.
There are no ghosts in the luxuriously decorated bathroom. Compared with other rooms, it looks cleaner and tidier.
"There are no ghosts. I'm sure there are no ghosts here."
"Impossible! Look! It's right there! It's hiding in there!" Mr. Zhang covered his head and screamed like a child.
"The ghost in the passage will not follow you out. You should have been affected by the dream, which brought out the darkest things in your heart." Han Fei grabbed Mr. Zhang and took him to the bathroom door: "You used to be
Didn't you do something in the bathroom that you regret? I can only help you if you tell the truth."
Seeing that Mr. Zhang kept struggling and screaming, but refused to cooperate, Han Fei lifted him up and pressed him on the bathroom toilet: "If you don't tell me, I will lock you in the bathroom and won't let you out."
Huang Ying next to him had a wry smile on his face when he saw this scene. He came to Han Fei just to save people.
Under Han Fei's threat, Mr. Zhang finally spoke: "My sister committed suicide in the bathroom because of the pressure at home. She said she hated everyone in the family. From that time on, I didn't dare to be alone at night.
I can always hear her voice when I go to the bathroom, and every time I enter the bathroom, I feel like she is standing there trying to strangle me!"
"The fear in your heart has been transformed by dreams into hallucinations." Huang Ying probably figured it out.
"It's not necessarily a hallucination. After a while, maybe his sister will really appear." Han Fei's words frightened both Mr. Zhang and Huang Ying: "No one can tell clearly what ghosts are. They died.
They exist, and they have always been in people's minds, from deep to superficial, and then to everyone's dreams."
Han Fei had entered Fu Sheng's paradise shrine and knew that the first generation of ghosts appeared because of the accumulation of negative emotions among people.
If everyone in New Shanghai is like Mr. Zhang, sooner or later a more terrifying ghost will come, and the tragedy of the past will happen again.
"The owner of the garden coordinates the reality and the deep world, and the consciousness of the dream is arranged in advance. Two unspeakables have already taken action, and secretly I don't know how many more unspeakables will be involved."
There are some things that make Han Fei's scalp numb just thinking about them. Xinhu has become the center of the storm unknowingly, and this vortex that swallows everything is still expanding.
"The best way to overcome fear is to face it, but this is too difficult for most people."
Han Fei let go of Mr. Zhang's hand, and Mr. Zhang, who usually wore suits and leather shoes, crawled out of the bathroom. He didn't want to stay here for a moment.
"Is there nothing you can do?" Huang Ying clicked on his phone: "This is a list compiled by the Inevitable Truth Mutual Aid Association. There are not many extreme cases like Mr. Zhang, but the number of people with unstable mental states has increased sharply. There is another point.
It’s strange that those players with mental abnormalities are mainly concentrated in Xinhu.”
"Yongsheng Pharmaceutical and Deep Space Technology are located in Xinhu. Are problems more likely to occur the closer they are to the Intelligent Brain?"
"I'm not sure either." Huang Ying knitted his eyebrows together. He had never encountered such a difficult thing before. He always felt that there was still a lot of time before, but he did not expect that disaster would come so quickly.
"There are people inside Yongsheng Pharmaceutical and Deep Space Technology who are cooperating with the three major criminal organizations. It is even unspeakable that they are hiding in their companies. We have too many enemies now." Han Fei has conflicts with the two major technology giants, but he also
"Perfect Life" must be preserved. That spiritual paradise is not only all Fu Sheng's efforts, but also the key to neutralizing the despair in the deep world.
"Then what should we do next?" Huang Ying controlled Mr. Zhang.
"You called on the players in the game to unite and protect their homeland, so as not to be taken advantage of by those ghosts and monsters." Han Fei was silent for a moment and continued: "Give up your fantasy and be prepared for the fusion of the deep world and the shallow world."
"Has the situation gotten that bad?"
"We have to prepare for the worst." Han Fei needs to return to the deep world as soon as possible. He needs to inform the hatred in the building and guard the passage: "The longer we delay, the more people will be affected by the deep world.
, the next few nights will determine a lot of things."
"Ghosts from the deep world...will they really come out?" Huang Ying had never experienced Fu Sheng's memory shrine and could not imagine the horror inside.
"Let me tell you this, the despair created by people themselves continues to accumulate, and now humans can easily bury themselves." Han Fei is not a pessimist, he is just stating the facts: "Stop wasting time, every next
Let’s go all out tonight.”
"Understood." Huang Ying nodded. He called the emergency number and asked the doctor to take Mr. Zhang away.
"For matters in Xinhu, just contact the police directly. I may have to stay in the dark for a while." Han Fei was about to leave, but when he walked to the door, he suddenly stopped: "By the way, pay attention to the Liuli Cat.
And the other players I have saved, they are all the sparks of the future, be careful not to let them go out early."
"They can be seen by everyone during the live broadcast on the entire network. They are indeed easy targets for criminal organizations to attack. I will pay attention to it."
After Han Fei and Huang Ying finished chatting, they entered the supermarket in the smart city area and bought various supplies to prepare for the next week.
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As the sky turns dark, the virtual idol Cai Bao returns to the community carrying the newly purchased cat litter and cat food. On the Internet, she is carefree and enthusiastic, but in reality she is introverted and rarely greets her neighbors.
"Strange, the community is so quiet today?"
Dark clouds slowly gathered over Xinhu, and fine raindrops fell on her arms. Cai Bao slowly opened her eyes, and she reached out to touch the rain: "Why is this rain black?"
Raising his head, Cai Bao noticed that black rain was falling all over the sky. The dark and sticky rain was like the malice in people's hearts.
The passers-by around were in a hurry, no one paid attention to the vegetable dumplings, and the black rain in the sky seemed to be visible only to certain people.
"I just changed my clothes, and I need to take a shower again when I get back."
Cai Bao rushed into the corridor with cat litter in his arms. He didn't know whether it was a misunderstanding or other reasons. The corridor was particularly cold today, as if this was not the way home, but leading to another place.
She took out the key in a panic, and Cai Bao tried several times to open the door. During the whole process, she kept looking back. There was obviously nothing in the corridor, but she felt like she was being followed.
Running into the house, Cai Bao closed the door as quickly as possible, but when she turned around, that strange feeling appeared again.
"This is my home? Why do I feel a little strange?"
After making sure the door was closed, Cai Bao put down the cat litter and called the cat's name.
The room was quiet, and Maomao didn't respond. There was only her own voice around.
Looking at the empty room, Cai Bao turned on the light in the living room. She touched the wall and walked forward. Suddenly she heard the sound of something crawling in her bedroom.
Shouting the name of the cat at home, Cai Bao ran into the bedroom and saw the sheets shaking.
"Don't get under the bed! You'll be covered in dust again!"
Cai Bao squatted down, she lifted a corner of the sheet and put her hand in: "Come out!"
After touching for a few times but still not feeling anything, Caibao bent down and was about to look under the bed. Her eyes suddenly fixed on the corner of the bedroom. The cat she raised had blood stains on it and was hidden behind the door.
The hour hands crossed, and Cai Bao's curved fingers suddenly touched something, something cold, like a person's face.