Strange story player

no solution anymore……

Now that Nie Yunzhen has left, I can only rely on myself.

Fan Cheng locked himself in the bedroom. He glanced at the quilt on the bed and then at the coat rack that fell on the floor. Weird phenomena had happened to both of these things just now!

Is there a reason?

Could it be said that the medium through which ghosts move is clothing, quilts and other warm items?

So he pushed down the coat rack and pressed the quilt, and the ghost really disappeared!

But at this moment, his phone buzzed.

I picked it up and saw that it was a message from Qin Manjiang. Qin Manjiang? The third seat named Abyss...

He quickly opened the message and took a look.

The message is simple -

[The game has started. If you are interested, please come to Wenshui District, Xicheng. 】

The game has started?

No wonder ghosts come to block people’s doors...

But...Xicheng Wenshui District?

Has the third seat found any clues?

It seems that when Nie Yunzhen left while answering the phone just now, he also received news from Qin Manjiang.

In this case...

Fan Cheng's eyes lit up. As long as he was sure that the game had started, he would have a huge advantage!

Because... his permanent tool is - delusional heart.

It is shaped like a heart-shaped crystal pendant and has been worn on Fan Cheng's chest.

[Delusional Heart] Pendant, ability...

[Once per round, the main body becomes invisible and unable to move, the delusion clone can move freely, and can end the delusion at any time. If the delusion ends, the main body moves to the position of the delusion clone. If the delusion clone dies, you can choose to move to the position of the clone or stay put. 】

[Time limit, half the game length. 】

This is Fan Cheng's trump card, and it is also his biggest reliance on surviving until now!

He still remembers how excited he was when he never exchanged for one-time items, and he suddenly accumulated a hundred spiritual pupils, and exchanged them for [Delusional Heart]. Its effect indeed lived up to his hard work.

The ability of this permanent prop is extremely comprehensive in terms of practicality. It integrates exploration and life-saving, and its use time is also very long.

The only bad thing is its side effects.

The delusional clone that he had always controlled seemed to be gradually becoming disobedient as it was used more and more often.

But now, he has no choice but to use this game.

Although the evil ghost has not appeared now, what if it is still blocking the door?

Therefore, if you want to leave here, it is safest to use your delusional mind.

Thinking of this, Fan Cheng came to the corner, looked around carefully, closed his eyes, and thought...

[Delusional Heart], use it!

A vague figure suddenly stood up from Fan Cheng who was sitting in the corner... However... he slowly looked back at Fan Cheng in the corner.

The body in the corner slowly became transparent until it disappeared.

It worked.

Fan Cheng squeezed his palms, and his body was changing from virtual to solid. In less than five seconds, this delusional clone was exactly the same as Fan Cheng's original body.

He breathed a sigh of relief and picked up the phone. Now everything about the delusion clone was exactly the same as his original body. Even the phone had an exact copy.

OK... let's go.

With a thought, Fan Cheng controlled his body and slowly opened the bedroom door.

This kind of experience would still be novel to him no matter how many times it happened.

The human perspective is always the first perspective.

When using the delusion clone, although his limbs and movements are completely unrestricted and he can do everything that the original body can do, the perspective... is a weird third perspective.

That's right... His angle of view was at the top of the back of his head. He could almost see a complete version of himself. Not only was the angle of view wider, but the height was also much higher. This feeling made him quite addicted. It was simply It's like God is watching his dolls.

This state gave Fan Cheng a great sense of security. After opening the door, he rushed out of the bedroom without hesitation, then rushed out of the living room and opened the entrance door directly.

The corridor is the most dangerous. The ghost is probably still waiting in the corridor. Is it there?

Fan Cheng quickly opened the door. The corridor was empty and extremely quiet and deserted.

He felt happy, it was great, it seemed that the ghost had really left!

Fan Cheng ran towards the stairs quickly. He would not take the elevator, which completely restricted personal freedom, even if it was not among the ghost stories.

After rushing out of the community safely and arriving on a quiet road with only street lights remaining, Fan Cheng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

call……

I finally escaped. Although the game started unreasonably early, it still left some leeway for the players.

But what was his logic for finding me? Is it random?

Fan Cheng was a little puzzled.

If you can't figure it out alone, you'd better hurry up and join everyone.

Speaking of which, Mr. Abyss surprised him.

That woman Nie Yunzhen actually left without even saying hello. She was just trying to replace Yang as the new chief?

No one knows her origins. Although she has given everyone some benefits, such as some taboo rules that are common to almost every ghost story, and some experience summaries similar to ghost stories, in the final analysis, those "knowledge" are just the former. It’s just what people have concluded, she is completely using other people’s things to make her own wedding dress.

When the player really needed help, she didn't even make a move.

After this incident, Fan Cheng's favorable impression of Nie Yunzhen dropped a lot.

Forget it... Just take it one step at a time, Qin Manjiang may not necessarily be sincere.

This is why he chose to use permanent props at this time.

If that text message was a trap set by Qin Manjiang, or simply sent by Li Gui, he would have a way out.

At this moment, a taxi drove over with its lights flashing.

"Sir? Where to go?"

Fan Cheng glanced at the driver. He had a cigarette in his ear and his eyes were a little tired.

Well...this driver is not a ghost.

If a ghost is proficient in disguise, it can indeed become almost exactly the same as the person being disguised, but there are some "human details" that ghosts will not do.

Such as the cigarette pinned to the ear.

It does not think that one more cigarette or one less cigarette has any impact, but for players like Fan Cheng.

Whether there are some behavioral details on the body that are unique to "oneself" is the real way to identify evil ghosts.

"Xicheng Wenshui District, please drive faster."

Fan Cheng got into the back seat and said quickly.

"Okay, there aren't many cars at night, so it's very fast!"

The driver took the cigarette out of his ear and stuffed it into his mouth: "Fasten your seat belt, let's go!"

Fan Chenggang reached out to touch the seat belt, but suddenly he was stunned. He glanced at his wrist, Huh?

Have I...lost weight?

…

"Classmate Qin...you seem to have lost weight?"

Outside the headquarters, beside the highway, Yu Qinghuan glanced at Qin Manjiang and couldn't help but say.

"Have I lost weight?" Qin Manjiang looked down at his belly, then raised his hand and looked at his hand, "No?"

Yu Qinghuan also shook his head in confusion:

"I... don't know, I always feel like I've lost some weight."

While they were talking, a private car appeared on the road and soon came to a stop beside the two of them.

The car window slowly rolled down, and a woman in red and a woman with confused eyes appeared in the field of vision of Qin Manjiang and Yu Qinghuan.

"Get in the car, Mr. Qin."

The woman in red driving the car tilted her head slightly and greeted him.

Nie Yun, who was sitting in the passenger seat, really looked at him: "I'm here..."

Qin Manjiang was full of doubts, you have arrived...but how did you get in this car?

Isn't this woman driving the car Yang's sister Bai Hongdan?

(It’s so uncomfortable... I drank water and drank numbness. My voice now sounds like someone clicking on the blackboard with their fingers.)