In order to ascend, I had no choice but to play games.

Chapter 25
Lao Wang fled in despair, and the screen in the live broadcast room also went dark.

However, the audience in the live broadcast room did not disperse, but discussed in the darkened live broadcast room.

"This game is a little bit evil. It obviously doesn't have any particularly scary things, but it's just scary."

"Chinese horror is like this. Adding thoughtful and horrifying things in some corners, adding some slightly inconsistent details to familiar objects, so as to create a terrifying effect. It will not have particularly scary details that startle at first glance, but This feeling of fear is progressive, and the more you think about it, the more terrifying it becomes."

"Agreed. Is there a similar game? Don't be too scary, just have one-third of this one."

"I want a quarter."

Seeing the discussion of this group of people, Fang Cheng just wanted to ask, what are you talking about?
The essence of the game has not been played by Pharaoh, and the education link has not yet appeared, so why do you all understand it?

And this game... is it scary?

It's obviously a very warm scene, right?

There is a grandpa who helps to survive, there is an amiable big sister, and the infinite stairs are specially made to prevent everyone from jumping the novice guide.

And the reminders are all given out. At this time, press K to cry and you can get help from another young lady. That young lady is quite cute.

Could it be that my novice guide is really bad?
A group of viewers discussed for 15 minutes, and Pharaoh, who had been offline, came back.

At this time, Lao Wang was wrapped in a blanket, and Da Xia Tian was also shivering all over.

This video should be shot with a mobile phone. The effect is not as good as the live broadcast equipment at Lao Wang's home, but the clarity is not bad.

He now uses three phones, one for shooting and two for lighting.

The peculiar live broadcast method made the audience a little curious, and they asked one after another: "Old Wang, what are you doing?"

"...the community has a power outage." Lao Wang was about to cry.

Today's luck is gone.

I was just scared to collapse, and then I was notified of a line failure and a temporary power outage.

The empty and dark room always reminded him of the game he just played, and the more he thought about it, the more scared he became, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he was, and finally he simply locked the bedroom door and shut himself in the bedroom.

But the cat doesn't feel safe on the bed, and every disturbance outside will make him scream in fright.

So, he simply went back to the live broadcast room and chatted with a group of people to relieve his psychological pressure.

In the past, if this happened to Lao Wang, a group of audience would definitely start to taunt, letting Lao Wang know that compared to them, ghosts are nothing.

But now, the audience has become very gentle, so gentle that they can be called male mothers.

"Old Wang, it's okay, we're here."

"Come on, let me sing a song for you. I sing like Jacky Cheung, and my Adam's apple can move up and down."

"But you're so scared, and the power went out again, why don't you go out and find a place to hide for the night?"

Old Wang, who was wrapped in a blanket, showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "My house is on the seventeenth floor."

"and then?"

"The elevator is also out of power, and I dare not take the stairs. Let alone go, my bladder starts to shake when I think of taking the stairs now."

"...Old Wang, please report your address, and we will accompany you over there."

"I dare not open the door, you can find a lock company to open the door for me. No, it's better not to, now I will cry when I hear the sound of the lock being opened."

It was discovered that Pharaoh had regressed to the stage of a child, and a group of viewers had no choice.

They can only talk to Lao Wang in different ways, tell jokes, and make each other happy. Compared with the past, what they do is completely reversed.

After coaxing Pharaoh until two o'clock in the morning, Pharaoh yawned, feeling that this group of people was really nice.

Although everyone usually hates each other without a limit, but when something happens, they are really reliable.

Except for that living fairy!

Apart from giving rewards, this guy is an out-and-out villain!

Gritting his teeth and cursing at the other party, Lao Wang turned off the live broadcast and wrapped himself in a blanket.

Trying to immerse himself in the world of "Princess Dungeon", he forced himself to forget the horror game just now, let his consciousness gradually empty, and let himself fall asleep.

Then he woke up.

Sitting on the bed, he looked around blankly, and found that the surrounding environment was strange and familiar.

It is strange because the surrounding decoration has a strong taste of the 80s of the last century, and he can guarantee that he has never been here.

Familiar because...

Here is the scene in the game!

This discovery made Lao Wang break out in a cold sweat in vain, and a great sense of fear struck him, making Lao Wang unable to even yell out.

Then, the door squeaked, and the grandpa in the game appeared at the door, and said kindly, "Son, grandpa is going out for a while, so you can play around the house and come back for dinner when the time is up. But remember, No matter who talks to you, you don't answer. You can't eat outside, only at home. Don't look in the mirror, don't play with water, don't touch sharp things. And grandpa's room, don't go in anyway, do you understand?"

The lines are all the same!

When people are in extreme fear, they will hear a large number of bubbles bursting in their ears, which is the scream of brain cells before their heroic sacrifice.

After finally getting rid of this drowning state, he bit his tongue fiercely and found that he didn't feel any pain at all.

It really is a dream!
So, how do I wake up!

"Oh, just press Esc to exit."

"There is no Esc in a dream!"

"You know you're dreaming, won't you make an Esc yourself?"

"Oh, yes. Thank you, but who are you?"

"A living immortal."

"It is you!"

Old Wang reached out to grab the guy who suddenly appeared and kept his back turned to him.

But a strong force struck him, directly sending him out of the dream and onto the bed.

Sitting up panting, Lao Wang found that his back was already wet, and the bed had been stained with his own sweat to form a human figure.

After panting for a long time, he calmed down, and then felt a little refreshed.

The dream just now was dissipating rapidly, leaving only a little impression in the end.

But the refreshing feeling after breaking free from the nightmare remained, and the psychological shadow before going to bed actually dissipated a lot, which made him feel tired again, and he fell asleep when he put the pillow on, and fell asleep soundly.

Outside his window, Fang Cheng's Primordial Spirit nodded slightly.

The protection mechanism of the dream world worked.

Dreams have the effect of healing trauma and releasing anxiety, and the dream world, as a collection of a large number of dreams, has a hundred times the effect of ordinary dreams.

The previous play has caused some psychological shadows on Lao Wang, and he has a little connection with the dream world, then the dream world will absorb Lao Wang's consciousness into it and restore his heart.

After doing some calculations, Fang Cheng found that this would not do any harm to Pharaoh, but could eliminate some psychological hidden dangers, so he didn't need to worry about it.

And when the other party wakes up, it will only leave a rough impression of the dream, and it will not have any impact in the future.

After confirming that it was correct, Fang Cheng Yuanshen left, leaving only Lao Wang who was sleeping like a baby.

　Thank you for the 100-point reward from Teng Teng, thank you.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)