Li Ze remembered a year ago. It was also the red moon that shone on the white bed quilt like someone's throat was cut and blood flowed into a river. It shone on the city vaguely like the eyes of a monster, quietly touching and hiding in the buildings.
An eye appears from behind the thing and looks at you...Then the earth shakes, and a humanoid lizard steps on its huge claws across the street. You can only be so frightened that you can't move like crazy...
The red moon definitely represents something bad. He came to a very unoptimistic place, and unknown fear exploded in his mind... The gray line of fate, at the corner of a fork in the road, faced him.
It hit him and he fell to the ground. Destiny hid the knife behind his back and helped him up.
"Xia... Xia Mier..." Li Ze felt that his tongue was not smooth, "Ghosts are scary, but they are not scary; people are scary, but they are scary to death. Sister, please don't scare me, I know you
On the side, I don’t blame you anymore, come out quickly!”
But no one responded.
He was talking to himself, or in other words, he couldn't make any sound in this room.
He suddenly remembered something he had seen online - the Oldfield Laboratory, a cubic structure certified by the Guinness Book of World Records as "the quietest place on earth". The walls were made of 1-meter-thick glass.
Fiber soundproofing cotton and double-layer insulating soundproofing steel plates are also installed. The cement used to build the walls is 30 centimeters thick. The ground is also covered with a thick metal mesh. Walking on it will not produce any sound. According to a third party
The test report issued by a professional testing agency shows that the sound intensity of Oldfield Laboratory is -22.4 decibels.
Generally speaking, the quieter the environment, the more sounds the ears hear. But in the absolutely silent and airtight Oldfield Laboratory, no one can hear any sound from the outside world, and the surroundings are surprisingly quiet, eerily quiet.
Some people want to break the silence, so they deliberately make some noise, such as an uncle watching the World Cup patting his thigh, or an uncle sitting on the toilet for so long that he feels numb and stamping his feet, etc., but no one can hear it.
Any sound, because these sounds are all absorbed by the sound-absorbing cotton.
Although this is not similar to the Oldfield Laboratory, it has the same purpose. He wanted to make a sound, but no one could hear it. It was like he deliberately wanted to highlight his presence in the crowd, but no one paid any attention to him.
Just like a clown.
Li Ze leaned against the cold wall, as if a corpse was touching his back with his hands, and his heart went crazy. Suddenly he heard a sound, and after careful identification, it turned out to be his own heartbeat, and the gurgling sounds from his lungs and stomach.
, even the sound of blood flowing in the body.
"Use movement to contrast tranquility" is what the Chinese class teacher says most often when explaining ancient poetry. Today he finally knows what "quiet" is like.
Facing such strange sounds, he began to feel scared and frightened. As time passed, these sounds became clearer and clearer. Li Ze began to hallucinate, thinking that he had entered a strange and terrifying alien space.<
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What's even worse is that there are no timekeeping tools in this "secret room" with windows and doors... He discovered that this is still a little different from his bedroom. He often sleeps in, so he has a bunch of alarm clocks in his bedroom.
.Suddenly panicking, Li Ze quickly took out the mobile phone in his pocket. The familiar clock locked the screen, but the needle did not move. He lost the concept of time!
Li Ze secretly opened a crack and glanced at the red moon. Compared with the color of the blood bags in the blood station, it was even scarier and scarier. It was like the dripping liquid after being eaten by a vampire hitting the glowing glass.
On the ball. At this time, Li Ze hoped that the thick lead clouds would come with the wind and waves and cover the red color. At least his heavy heart would have something to rely on.
Li Ze lit up a cigarette, and the nicotine and tar melted into his blood to relieve some of his uneasiness.
If a ghost with half a face and half a skull suddenly appeared to scare him, he would be able to accept it, but this kind of silent plot development is undoubtedly the most failed work from the beginning.
When the high temperature burned his fingers, Li Ze came back to his senses, pinched the butt of the cigarette and put it out on the wooden floor. Now his head was empty, very comfortable, but also very uncomfortable.
Suddenly the computer started to ring. First there was the sound of the host running, then the computer screen, and the speakers sounded an unforgettable melody as the computer was turned on.
Li Ze couldn't believe that the computer had a will of its own without him even doing anything. It betrayed him at this critical moment. He really liked playing computer games, but in this case, he had no idea at all.
The urge to touch the mouse.
The computer directly skips entering the password and comes to the installation steps.
To be honest, the fact that the installation picture showed a bloody hand made him feel horrified. There was a sound of "blah blah blah" coming from the window, which sounded like a cat scratching something or a mouse gnawing at the foot of the bed and grinding its teeth. Even though
The previous heartbeat and breathing sounds are still loud, but they are still suppressed like a wilted tiger with no temper.
Damn it!
Damn, damn, damn!
Li Ze was so frightened that he remembered the horror movie "Sadako" and felt a chill from his coccyx along his spine to his brain. He felt like a peach was stuffed in his heart. Besides itching, he still felt itchy, and his mouth felt like he was holding something
When I picked up a piece of ice, in addition to being cold, I felt an indescribable pain.
"Brother, don't worry, this is just a dream, you won't die."
He wished that Chamille was here now and said these inspiring, calming words to him. Tsk, he suddenly wished that that bastard bastard was right next to him, even if he did something to make him resentful this time.
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Li Ze stood in front of the table tremblingly. Different from the game installations he usually downloaded from the network disk, the installation interface of this game was quite like a genuine game. Like other games, at most, the file name or folder installation appeared.
directory, and this game has the game main interface or the installation style of the game icon.
But... fart! This is definitely not a genuine game. How can a genuine game be downloaded and the computer manager will pop up two virus check boxes?
The game installation interface is really uncomfortable.
Two rows of candles are lit side by side along a sarcophagus. Although it is a picture, it is so real that it makes people feel that the candles are burning. The layers of wax are stacked like piles of greasy fat, which looks indescribably disgusting.
. It seems to be an apocalyptic game, but why do apocalyptic games use sarcophagi and candles for rendering? This kind of duplicity is like saying this and doing that, taking off your pants and farting without any rules.
Oriental horror!
Compared with Western-style horror, at best, a close-up shot suddenly appears, draining the viewer's adrenaline in those few seconds. But Eastern-style horror, how should I say...
It's like a thorn inserted into the flesh. You have to pull it out, otherwise it will keep twitching the flesh and causing pain.
A white curtain on the background wall obviously has no dynamic effect, but it seems to be blown by the wind, and something is blocked behind the curtain.
Li Ze squinted his eyes and tried to figure it out carefully.
Only then did I realize that it was a mirror!
Li Ze instantly felt as if he had put on ice skates. He fell onto the wheelchair and slid backwards for a long distance.
Damn it!
Even though today's games pursue super-realistic effects, those 3A masterpieces are not as realistic as this.
This game might be a game made by a domestic manufacturer dressed in foreign clothes. As he thought before, this oriental-looking picture made his whole body shiver. He didn't know when he grew a long string extending from his middle finger to his elbow.
Is the black thread possessed by a ghost? Or is it already possessed when the computer is turned on? Is this game just like in a horror novel, a disguise to attract living people?
A series of questions were like huge rocks rolling down the mountain, making him dizzy.
Li Ze rubbed his eyes fiercely and turned his arms carefully, as if the black line had never appeared at all.
Dream?
Or are you too nervous?
Damn it, at this moment Li Ze suddenly had the urge to step forward and unplug the power supply, but after looking around, he discovered that there was no power socket in this room at all. So...how did this desktop computer work?