It's broken, I'm playing a really weird development game

The door was opened, and the door was opened.

"Hiss, why do I feel goosebumps!" Wu Wen rubbed his arms and looked back secretly.

I was really a little scared. This door couldn't be opened at will without my control!

After all, he was the master of the door. Although he had not yet completely controlled the strange door, it didn't make sense for the strange door to secretly generate its own consciousness, right?

The door had no consciousness. The door was just a prop. If the door really generated a consciousness, then this consciousness must be attached to the door.

Wu Wen's eyes flashed, he opened the door of the compartment and came to the corridor on the 17th floor.

The 18th floor was the top floor, and the elevator only went to the 17th floor.

At this time, the corridor on the 17th floor was filled with chirping. The human skin was happily eating the small cake and lollipop in his arms. The other four female ghosts also found a place and ate their own food obediently. The entire corridor on the 17th floor was a little cool, but there was nothing wrong with it.

"Ding!" Wu Wen looked around and then clicked the elevator screen button in front of him.

"7↑"

"On the seventh floor? This is a bit wrong!" Wu Wen looked at the elevator screen in front of him and felt a little strange.

I have only taken this elevator during this period, so it is either on the 17th floor or on the first floor. Now this elevator is actually on the seventh floor, which proves that someone or something else must have stopped the elevator on the seventh floor, and it has not gone down until now.

Thinking about the live broadcast staff he saw last night, Wu Wen's eyes became a little gloomier.

The seventh floor is the floor where he entered the door for the first time during the trial. Is it possible that the door was opened again last night when he was not there?

Or did the door open by itself?

"Ding!" Wu Wen looked at the bright interior of the elevator, then stepped in and pressed the elevator button.

With a slight sound, the elevator door slowly closed, and then a sense of weightlessness came over, causing the elevator to quickly descend to the height of the seventh floor.

The elevator moved silently, with only the words on the screen constantly jumping.

The button for the seventeenth floor on the elevator panel seemed to have been wiped by someone, and the mud between the words was picked off.

Wu Wen observed it back and forth, but he really couldn't judge whether he had been in by the appearance of the elevator.

"Ding!" With the sound of the elevator door again, the elevator door slowly opened, and the appearance of the seventh floor appeared in front of Wu Wen.

What he saw was a large green trash can. This thing looked very familiar, and it was almost the same as the one he had chopped with a knife that night.

But the corridor outside was bright and clean, without a trace of dark elements, so it couldn't be another world.

Wu Wen walked out of the elevator, and the noises around the community came in through the window, giving people a sense of security.

The corridor on the seventh floor is no different from the corridor on the seventeenth floor except for the trash can, and there are no traces left by the anchor.

Wu Wen stood in the corridor and took out the mobile phone in his hand. Fortunately, this mobile phone did not have any fingerprint lock or anything like that. It looked very new. It should be a live broadcast machine equipped by the company for individuals.

Wu Wen unlocked the phone, and the battery was only about 10% left.

There were few software in the phone, and only one live broadcast software was seen.

Wu Wen opened the software, and then clicked on the personal background interface. He actually saw the live broadcast record and live broadcast playback on the background interface.

Clicking on the live broadcast playback, a man's big face appeared on the mobile phone screen.

"Brothers..." Wu Wen fast-forwarded a little and fast-forwarded to the place where he was about to enter the corridor.

The video was playing, and as the man entered the corridor, the live playback interface began to freeze. This freeze was not a frame drop or PIN drop, but a problem similar to color distortion.

The man held the phone facing the corridor and pressed the elevator button.

Then Wu Wen's eyes froze.

Because he actually saw the words "18th floor" on the elevator screen.

Entering the elevator, the color of the picture was more distorted, but it was still roughly visible.

Wu Wen focused his attention and saw with his own eyes that there was still a blood-red button for the 18th floor in the elevator where the man took the photo.

18th floor?

Wu Wen narrowed his eyes slightly, remembering his day before yesterday.

The story I heard when I was cleaning up the radio ghost.

"Today we are going to tell the story of the weird elevator on the 18th floor..."

"The 18th floor, the radio ghost told me about my expected experience was also the elevator on the 18th floor, and the horror event this person is experiencing now is also the elevator on the 18th floor.

This is a bit too coincidental."

Wu Wen recalled what he looked like at that time.

The radio ghost was lying on his back and telling the story. Originally, he thought that with its narration, everything he experienced would change with its narration, and even solved the problem of his mistaken entry into Licheng East Road Primary School. But now it seems that this conclusion should indeed be deduced in reverse.

That is, the reality is to tell the story first, and then the story happens. And this radio ghost is more likely to act as a narrator rather than an executor.

In other words, there is indeed something in the building where he lives now, but he doesn't know it because he hasn't taken the elevator for some time.

In this case, it is undoubtedly proved that all the ghosts in the story of the proprietress he met before, the man he met at the door, and the woman he heard at the end actually have real prototypes, and they are not the radio ghosts who tell stories!

"How many things have run away during this period?" Wu Wen felt not very good.

After such a reverse argument, he suddenly found that there were many new ghosts in this world.

Is it because he opened the door, or is it because there are so many ghosts?

Wu Wen took a deep look at the seventh floor, and then walked into the elevator again.

The button for the 18th floor elevator in the mobile live broadcast room has not appeared, and the elevator is still bright, as if his previous speculation is not correct.

But in fact, not only he discovered this situation, but also others.

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At this time, the location of the Puyu City High-speed Railway Station.

A man's figure is unusually eye-catching in the high-speed railway station.

In the hot weather, he was wearing a black windbreaker, a black hat, and black sunglasses.

The only exposed skin looked as pale as snow, as if she had vitiligo.