Wang Hao suddenly discovered that he also had some masochistic tendencies. Maybe it was because he was used to being easygoing, but it felt good to be abused occasionally?
"Grandma, good morning, grandma..."
Control the character and eat the tortillas placed next to the pillow again.
I eat.
He couldn't help but laugh at himself: "Look...it's against the fourth natural disaster again?"
"One day, I'll find a solution to it!"
After eating two thick corn tortillas, a line of prompts popped up on the screen: [You are too full and feel extremely satisfied.]
With the continuous improvement of rationality, "Grandma"'s voice slowly disappeared from the bedroom again.
As for the furniture in the room, it never seemed like it had just rotted away.
He breathed a sigh of relief: "Sure enough, everything is an illusion caused by low sanity, and I'm alive again... As long as I have enough cakes, I can live longer."
Because of the terrifying pressure [it] brought, sweat continued to form on his forehead, and Wang Hao felt that his hands holding the game controller were starting to sweat.
"But now if I want to live, I have to eat two loaves a day."
Now Wang Hao is in a desperate situation, with only the last two pieces left, and he has also provoked the most difficult [it].
But the more this happened, the more excited he became.
He vaguely liked this feeling of struggling in despair, which meant that he had to rack his brains, break conventions, and maximize the use of all clues.
"With only the last two tortillas left, I can only survive until the third day."
"Death is inevitable on the fourth day!"
"Or just go out. I still remember part of the village. Go out and take a look. Maybe you can be saved!"
It is indeed impossible to be saved by hiding at home. Even if you snatch the cake from your silly brother, you may not be able to be saved.
After making up his mind, Wang Hao immediately took action. Every day's time is limited and needs to be cherished.
A day in game time is only half an hour in the real world.
As I approached the courtyard door, a line of game prompts popped up: [My grandma once told me that there are tigers in the back mountain. When the tigers are hungry, they will go down the mountain to look for food and cannot open the door.]
Wang Hao's pupils shrank suddenly. Oops, he forgot, today is the second day.
According to the plot, a tiger will be watching at the door!
The damn toolman Biaozi was originally supposed to be killed by the old man next door on the fourth day, but now it's only the second day and he has become the biggest obstacle!
His face is cloudy and uncertain. If he goes out, he may die.
But if you don’t go out, you will die!
of course……
Out!
He arrived at the paper house as quickly as possible, and with a soft "pop" sound, the big mirror in the paper house was overturned.
The mirror shattered into pieces, but no special mysterious phenomenon occurred.
Carefully, a large piece of it was wrapped in red cloth as a self-defense weapon.
I also took a few weird paper figures, "ding dong", "ding dong" the sound of the wind chimes kept ringing around, stirring up a bit of breeze.
These lifelike paper figures may be of use.
So far, Wang Hao still hasn't figured out which force the paper people belong to. Maybe the paper people are part of [it], or maybe they are the guard force left by his grandma. Anyway, in this situation, he can only take a gamble.
.
The silly brother heard the sound of the mirror breaking from the bedroom and ran out in a hurry.
He saw that the mirror had been smashed, and stood there a little at a loss. His thin little face was white and blue, and he murmured: "Grandma said, you can't look in the mirror...Brother, you can see in the mirror."
Yet?"
Wang Hao turned his head and asked with a smile: "I didn't look in the mirror."
"Do you know what happens when you look in the mirror?"
He shook his head, his face became even paler, and his body trembled: "I...I don't dare...something bad might happen...I really don't dare."
Wang Hao thought for a moment and realized that this younger brother was probably a superpower with some kind of talent, and his intuition was much more sensitive than ordinary people.
It's just a pity that in this extremely evil place, humans' weak superpowers can't even turn evil into good.
"Don't look in the mirror in the future. I haven't looked in the mirror either, but I may not have much time. Listen, I must go out now. After I go out, you close the door and don't let anyone else in."
"You can't go out, you can't go out! Grandma said you can't go out!" The silly brother burst into tears, with tears and runny nose pouring out, looking a little miserable.
Facing this poor child who had the same problem as him but didn't know anything, Wang Hao touched his head: "Now my time is very limited, I must go out. You should have felt that my condition is not very good.
"
"If I don't go out, I will die and I won't be able to hold on for a few days... You don't want me to die, right?"
The stupid brother stayed where he was, no longer trying to stop me, he just kept wiping his tears.
Is he really stupid?
Maybe not.
Six-year-old children, who are born with abilities, may already know some things.
"Don't worry, this reincarnation has violated a taboo unintentionally... it may... be a bit difficult."
"I will definitely save you in the next reincarnation." Wang Hao finally ordered: "Take your corn cakes with you and don't let anyone in. If there is danger, hide in the paper house. Do you understand?"
"Yeah!" He hummed loudly, as if cheering himself up.
After completing all the preparations, there was a soft "squeak" sound and Wang Hao pushed open the courtyard door.
The terrifying unknown loomed before our eyes.
He took a deep breath.
With a mysterious smile on his face, facing endless unknowns and only one day to live, he felt that his adrenaline was soaring, and every cell was in a feverish state.
This is the destiny and challenge that belongs to men!
"The real game... has just begun!"
He stepped out of the courtyard gate.
The white fog outside became thicker and the visibility was only less than one meter.
The ancient path was covered with moss and slippery.
Squatting down, I could faintly see fresh footprints. Some of them should be left by my neighbors, and some...are they from my grandma?
He swallowed, sketched out the scene he saw from his memory, and slowly groped in the direction of his grandma.
Wang Hao looked at his thin arms and legs. He was holding a strange paper man and a mirror fragment in his left hand, a kitchen knife in his right hand, and a small package wrapped around his neck with two thick corn tortillas inside.
This is your whole possessions.
【For some unknown reason, you feel a little tired.】