Chapter 678 677. Lu Bian, you are so gentle!

   When the battery indicator popped out of his field of vision, Zheng Li had just finished dinner and returned to his room.

  According to the prompt, he can only archive in this room. If he is offline in other places, the archive will go back to the last time he came to this room.

The characters that appear are more complex. Compared with ordinary games, they can only interact with NPCs in a limited number of sentences. This game is obviously very outrageous. When Zheng Li chatted with these NPCs, he did not feel that this was a game at all. They were like Like real human beings, they have their own past experiences, their own emotions and emotions, and they will respond differently to different topics.

  Zheng Li returned to his room. He tidied up his luggage and found a few notebooks inside.

   "How come I didn't realize there is such important information here?"

   He was a little annoyed, looking at the power prompt, Zheng Li was ready to take a look and go offline.

   At this time, he suddenly felt that the words in the notebook in front of him seemed a little distorted.

   Those words are like ants, crawling on the pages.

   Zheng Li watched helplessly as the words climbed from the pages to his hands.

   He hurriedly threw the notebook on the ground, but the words were like an infectious disease, quickly occupying the skin of his arms and spreading to his body.

   A strong itching sensation danced in Zheng Li's hand.

  Zheng Li immediately fell into a panic, and even forgot to save and exit the game.

   He felt that millions of ants were crawling up his body, and those ants even burrowed under his skin and penetrated deep into his flesh.

  Zheng Li scratched desperately, trying to get those ants out.

   His fingers kept scratching the skin on his other arm, scratching, scratching.

   Soon, the nails ruptured the skin on the arm, leaving trails of blood.

   But those words seem to have been engraved into the flesh and blood, and even so, they have not disappeared.

   Zheng Li felt an itch in his neck. He looked at the mirror. In the mirror, his neck was densely packed with words.

   He hurriedly scratched, and the itching continued until Zheng Li's throat was also filled with these words.

  Push——

   Zheng Li's fingernails had scratched his throat, and he pulled hard until the soft trachea was completely dug out by him.

   In the blood and blood, Zheng Li felt hard to breathe, and a strong sense of suffocation enveloped him. He fell to the ground, and the softness of the wool carpet made the process of death long.

  【It’s always good to find out, but it’s too late, you have provoked a taboo and paid the price, next time, maybe you can check your room earlier】

The words    appeared in front of Zheng Li's eyes, and darkness enveloped him.

   After returning to his senses, Zheng Li found that he had returned to the sea of ​​stars, and saw the simple door exuding dampness in front of him.

   He hurriedly exited [Morning Star], the whole person suddenly sat up and took off his helmet.

   Zheng Li took a deep breath. At this moment, even if it was mixed with the smell of sour feet from his roommate's dirty shoes, Zheng Li felt very fresh.

   He stretched out his hand and touched his neck, which was fine, intact.

   Zheng Li checked his hands and feet again, and there was no such text on it.

   It was just that Zheng Li suddenly felt that his thighs were itchy.

   He was suddenly startled, and immediately looked at the place where the itching burst out.

  There is a mosquito-like bug that is not in this season.

   "What, it's a mosquito."

  Zheng Li was relieved, he looked at the look of the bug sucking blood on his skin and he felt pretty.

   climbed out of bed, Zheng Li checked the time, it was almost six o'clock, and the sky would be bright in a while.

   All the roommates slept soundly. Only one of them slept lightly. Feeling Zheng Li's movement, he turned over and snorted again.

  Zheng Li had an illusion of the rest of his life. He looked at the helmet on the table, recalled what happened just now, and couldn't help but fight a cold war again.

  The situation just now, if it only appeared in the movie, maybe Zheng Li would feel disgusted at most, even if Lu Bian's movie can make people immersive, Zheng Li will only be shocked and fearful.

   And now.

   Zheng Li stared at the helmet, and many emotions emerged in his heart.

   Fear, doubt, fear, anger, just now he was eroded by reptiles like text, itching all over his body, and even the scene where he ripped his throat, Zheng Li felt that he would never forget it.

   This kind of fear is inscribed in his DNA, and it is absolutely indelible. Even if Zheng Li died and was nailed in a coffin, he might not be able to forget the beating of his beating heart at this moment.

  It's okay, it's just a game.

   But, this game is too real!

   He felt his hands trembling slightly, as if he had really experienced that adventure.

   "Did I just die? Game over?"

  Zheng Li remembered the interactive video of Lu Bian that he had seen before, which was in a small town in the Kingdom of Night.

   At that time, the interactive video had various endings, and countless people tried it for a long time without clearing it.

   Just a video can make it look like that, which makes Lu Bian a real game, which is not in the sky.

  Those NPCs, one or two are so meticulous, it seems that there are countless stories to be discovered, but there is no clue about how to clear the level, and I sent it inexplicably on the first night.

   Zheng Li didn't even dare to enter the mansion again, because he was afraid that those ant-like words would climb up his throat again, bringing such a painful feeling.

   Zheng Li couldn't help but shudder at the thought that he might have to experience so many deaths by relying only on himself to pass the customs.

   At the same time, however, another emotion was growing.

   That is curiosity.

  Zheng Li was curious, what exactly is Conjuring Night, what secrets does Daoist Heming have, and what taboo did he provoke to cause his death?

  There are countless doubts taking root in his heart, and I have to say that death is the best sense of substitution.

   In the face of this game that "killed" himself once, Zheng Li was eager to clear the level and wanted to know who killed him.

   Hatred and curiosity drove him to enter the game again.

   But now there is no electricity.

   Zheng Li now somewhat understands why one charge can only last up to eight hours in the game state. If it is more than ten hours at a time, he will be completely addicted, and he doesn't want to do other things.

   At least there is still more than half an hour left to charge, isn’t it time to experience reality.

  Lu Kizuna, you are so gentle!

Zheng Li didn't feel sleepy while waiting for the charging time. He picked up his mobile phone and swiped the forums he usually went to. He wanted to see this point. Has anyone done a review, or have any comments on "The Conjuring Night". What clues to customs clearance, views and the like.

   Soon, he saw a post.

  【Ten details you must pay attention to in "The Conjuring Night"! 】

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   Ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a monthly ticket!

   (end of this chapter)