Like a dying fish, Mo Yi jumped up from the bed, panting heavily, greedily sucking in the outside air.
The dilated pupils stared at the ceiling without focus, and for a moment he didn't know where he was.
The first thing he noticed was the strong smell of blood remaining between his lips and teeth, overwhelmingly eroding his senses, Mo Yi lay on the edge of the bed and retched uncontrollably, but he couldn't spit out anything in his overwhelmed stomach. It made his internal organs twitch, and he couldn't control the pain.
He propped up his upper body on his elbows in a daze, and the picture in his mind slowly came back.
Mo Yi's face was pale, and he couldn't recover for a while—did the previous experience really happen? Or was it just a dream that was too real to be true
He turned his head stiffly, and hurriedly looked around his room: the same furniture, the same decoration, everything was familiar, as if nothing had happened. The warm sunlight came in through the curtains that were not drawn tightly, and fell on the edge of his bed, looking pure and dreamlike.
Mo Yi was a little dazed, and stretched out his palm. Seeing the light wandering between his thin and pale fingertips and between his fingers, he felt for a moment... as if he had passed away.
He stretched out his hand to touch the forehead, there seemed to be a dull pain there, but the skin under his fingers was smooth and smooth, without any trace of injury. Mo Yi let out a long breath, and threw himself back on the pillow, but out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the bedside cabinet, something that did not belong to this room.
His body stiffened suddenly, he took a few deep breaths, then slowly stretched out his hand and picked it up.
It was an extremely ordinary note. There was no pattern on the plain white paper, only a line of low-key bold words:
"Congratulations on your successful escape, thank you for your participation, and wish you a happy life."
Mo Yi: "..."
The picture of deja vu, the cheating of deja vu.
He turned over the note, and saw another line written there: The next game will start in seven days, players please get ready.
Everything is exactly the same as what Jiang Yuanbai said, the only difference is that there is an extra line of small characters at the bottom of the note:
Congratulations on finding the hidden branch line, you can receive the side task rewards when you enter the game next time, I wish you a happy game.
Mo Yi's heart was in a state of turmoil. There were countless questions entangled in his mind, but no one could answer him. This feeling was really uncomfortable.
He could only take a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.
Only then did Mo Yi realize that his body was sticky, and his thin shirt stuck to his back, making him extremely uncomfortable.
He wiped his face, stopped torturing his mind, stood up, and walked into the bathroom with his slippers on.
The water spray from the nozzle poured down, and the hot water mist instantly evaporated, blurring the mirror beside it.
Mo Yi took off his clothes and stood in the sprayed hot water. The warm water flowed down his body, dispelling some of the coldness in his body and mind. He raised his head towards the splashing water, closed his eyes, brushed his wet black hair to the back of his forehead, and tried his best to ignore the bad associations brought to him by the white mist.
He had been refusing to think about it just now, but now those images appeared in his mind uncontrollably.
At the end of the game...
The memory of that time is like looking out through a layer of foggy glass. Even though I still remember the general situation, the details have been blurred.
That crazy, desperate, full of desire to control and destroy is definitely not him.
What Mo Yi understood was the rational and indifferent self. He always put himself in the position of a bystander and used absolute rationality to control his behavior.
It is because of this that he was able to survive that escape game.
But now... Mo Yi felt that he hardly knew himself.
He clearly remembered that at that time, his sanity was clear, but he seemed to be dominated by something deeper and more terrifying, breaking through the barriers of reason and overriding it, and what was even more frightening was that it made him It almost feels like... that's how I am.
It brought back some very unpleasant memories for him.
Mo Yi reached out to turn off the shower, shook his wet black hair, and reached out to pull off the bathrobe that was thrown aside.
Turning his head, his peripheral vision glanced at the mirror beside him.
In the mirror, the wet mist behind him... seems to be slowly condensing into a human shape—
Mo Yi was shocked!
His hair stood on end, he quickly turned his head, and vigilantly inspected the entire small bathroom.
The steamy bathroom was empty, except for him, there was no one there, only white mist condensed into water droplets on the mirror, and then slowly slid down, leaving watermarks like tear stains on the mirror.
Mo Yi frowned suspiciously, for a moment he was not sure whether what he saw was real or not.
Could it be that he was too nervous
Suddenly, at this moment, the doorbell rang inappropriately.
Mo Yi dispelled the weird thoughts in his mind, hurriedly put on the T-shirt that was put aside, opened the door of the bathroom, and walked towards the door.
He brushed his hair casually, reached out and opened the door, and the person standing outside gave him a bright smile.
Mo Yi was stunned.
The dream and reality finally merged at this moment, and he no longer doubted that he had a long nightmare—after all, there is no evidence that is more real than a living person.
Mo Yi raised the corners of his lips and revealed a faint smile:
"Are you alive?"
Jiang Yuanbai's smile stagnated, and there was a little sadness in his eyes: "Hey, is this how you treat your revolutionary comrades! It's too unlucky to say that you can't die!"
Mo Yi raised his eyebrows, turned his body sideways, and let Jiang Yuanbai in.
"To be honest, I really thought I was going to die!" Jiang Yuanbai continued as he walked, "When I was in the illusion, that monster turned into you to lie to me. To be honest, I don't know when he Swapping you - oh my god, it's too dangerous!"
Jiang Yuanbai sat on the sofa without seeing anyone else, and continued with lingering fear on his face: "My consciousness became blurred later, and it should be controlled by that thing, but I remember..."
He frowned uncertainly: "There seems to be a little girl, she seems to... protect me? Then I heard the sound of the task being completed."
After finishing speaking, Jiang Yuanbai took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Mo Yi. The material of the paper was as plain as his. Mo Yi turned the back and saw that it said: "The next game starts After twelve days, players are requested to get ready."
The timing of the two is different, Mo Yi is not surprised.
What caught his attention was the following line of small words: "Congratulations for helping other players find the hidden branch. You can receive corresponding rewards when you enter the game next time. I wish you a happy game."
Mo Yi frowned, thinking.
Survival is the main line of this escape game, and there is no reward after it is achieved. What awaits the player next is an endless world of terror.
There will be rewards for reaching the sidelines, or just assisting in reaching the sidelines—perhaps, this will be the key to escaping this terrifying reincarnation
Suddenly, Mo Yi remembered something, narrowed his eyes to look at Jiang Yuanbai, and asked in a deep voice:
"Wait, how did you find me?"
After hearing this, Jiang Yuanbai suddenly jumped up from his sofa, and said in a hurry:
"Oh, I forgot the serious thing about coming here! I just remembered it when you said that! In short-oh, it's hard to say, I'll take you to meet someone! Once you go, you'll know!"
Mo Yi shook his head slowly: "No."
Apparently he didn't expect him to refuse so decisively, Jiang Yuanbai froze, staring at him dumbfounded, not knowing what to say for a moment.
"I'm going to get a lifetime membership in the gym downstairs."
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