This card game is kind of weird

Chapter 139 Breaking Through the Illusion
That figure is constantly approaching.

It's a pity that the fog was so thick that it was impossible to see this person's face clearly on Wednesday.

"Obviously there is a problem, how could I still run over, thinking I'm a fool?" Wednesday muttered, not being fooled, and directly changed the track, trying to bypass the figure from a distance,

Seeing him running away, the figure didn't make any other movements. It was still waving its arms on the spot, waiting for the next student.

Keep running on Wednesday.

The surrounding fog is getting thicker and thicker, and his visible range is getting smaller and smaller.

When he ran almost half a lap, there was a faint sound of soft female crying in front of him.

"Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

The female voice cries, which makes people feel protective... It seems to be able to appeal to the deepest softness in people's hearts.

On Wednesday, he felt that he was approaching her involuntarily, thinking that this time it was not good to go around directly, so he thought about how to deal with it.

The female figure sitting on the ground seemed to sense the approach of others, and her voice became more alluring: "Brother...help me...I'm really hurt, I'm so afraid to die here..."

Trying to ignore these tempting mental voices on Wednesday, he lowered his body and rushed towards the female figure at a faster speed.

He jumped up high, and while he was still awake, he raised his foot and kicked towards the figure!

However, the imaginary feeling did not appear, he only felt that his feet were hard, as if he had kicked a heavy iron plate...

On Wednesday, my heart was wrenched, and I didn't stop walking. With this kick, I directly passed this so-called "weak woman".

He didn't look back and continued running forward.

In just a few hundred meters, he has encountered such weird things twice.

But these are all "spiritual attacks", and none of them rushed forward to attack.Maybe... this white mist is something that can create illusions?

"If it's just like this, the runway is not difficult, as long as you are determined."

Wednesday squinted his eyes and thought.

Just as he was thinking, two panting voices appeared behind him.

"Fufufu... We finally caught up with you." A somewhat familiar voice sounded, and as soon as Wednesday turned his head, he saw two human players who looked familiar.

It's just that their faces appear and disappear in the white mist.

Sometimes it seemed very clear, but when he looked at it again, he felt that the face was very hazy.

"You're running too fast..."

"As expected of a player entering the game for the second time... By the way, did you encounter any weird things just now?"

"We saw people waving at us! It was horrible!"

Listening to their conversation back and forth on Wednesday, there was no fluctuation on their faces or any response.

And the two human players didn't think anything was wrong, and continued on their own: "The fog is really too thick, big brother, can you get closer to us? It's safe to run together like this!"

"Yes, we are all human beings, if we can take care of each other, we can take care of each other..."

On Wednesday, with a blank face, as if he didn't hear what they said, he continued to run forward step by step.

Sudden.

The two screamed in unison.

"what!"

"Something is entangled with me! Help me!"

"Please, don't be so heartless!"

Faced with the begging of the two, Wednesday did not waver at all, and continued to run without making a sound.

The next moment, seeing how he couldn't attract those two voices on Wednesday, he gradually became gloomy: "Answer us...Answer us...Answer us..."

The sound entered his ears like a magic voice, penetrated his brain, and kept echoing in his mind, making him involuntarily want to stop and turn his head to rescue them.

But on Wednesday, I kept reminding myself not to pay attention to everything that appeared in the white mist.

His tenacious willpower is constantly fighting against the mysterious and unknown evil spirit...

His legs were running forward as if they were desperate. Finally, the two intertwining sounds became farther and farther away, and Wednesday's control over his body became stronger and stronger.

When the voice disappeared completely, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Those two voices appeared too abruptly, but their abilities were much stronger than the previous two. Even people who knew they were wrong could easily fall for them without enough resistance!

"The evil ghost is getting more and more powerful, and I have only run less than one lap... How dangerous is the remaining lap?"

Wednesday frowned and kept running.

He can only "confirm" how much he has run through his own rough judgment.

At this moment, he suddenly realized an extremely crucial thing.

If you continue to run at this level, those who run faster can easily finish two laps, after all, the distance between two laps is too short.

It takes only a few minutes to run as hard as you can.

Is it...

Wednesday stopped.

He realized that two laps were not the key, but getting out alive was the key!

If he can't find a way to break the game, he won't be able to get out even if he runs another twenty laps!
"My body doesn't seem to feel a trace of fatigue... Is my physique enhanced, or is there some other reason?"

Logically speaking, even if Wednesday's physical fitness is good, his body should have a little fatigue reaction under such running, but the actual situation now is that he is exactly the same as before he didn't run.

"What the hell is going on here? Will it be the key to passing the level?"

Thinking about it on Wednesday, he reached out and pinched his arm.

To his surprise, not only was he tired, but even his pain disappeared!
Unwilling to give up, he scratched desperately on his arm with his nails...

As a result, even if the skin was broken and bleeding came out, he didn't feel even the slightest pain.

"This isn't really an illusion, is it?"

A bold guess came to mind on Wednesday.

Maybe everything he encountered... was the danger that should appear on this runway in his imagination!

"If this is really an illusion, how do I get out of it?"

Never had this happen to me on a Wednesday before, so don't know how to handle it.

"Some people say that if they want to wake up in a dream, they jump from a high place... That's because death will trigger the brain's self-defense mechanism... Could it be the same in the illusion?"

He glanced at the white mist around him.

Nothing appears anymore, and there are no ghosts or human players...

If this continues, he can only wander around here like a headless chicken.

"Anyway, I have tried to commit suicide several times during the time trial, and this time is not too much."

Thinking of this, Wednesday took off his clothes and folded them on the runway without hesitation, and then covered his face!
The suffocation made his brain congest, but his consciousness gradually became clear...

At a certain moment, the scene in front of him suddenly flashed, and then the playground environment appeared in his sight.

(End of this chapter)