Terror broadcast

A bowl of noodles, a story, this is the farewell ceremony Su Yuhang and Liu Mengyu each prepared for themselves;

There is no brilliance like fireworks,

There is no roar of salutes,

There is no sense of sanctity or hustle and bustle in the eyes of secular people,

Because they are the two people who have traveled the furthest and are also the loneliest in this world.

The story was finished, and at this moment, Su Yuhang, who was sitting at the dinner table, found that his legs had disappeared.

Liu Mengyu sat across from him, watching with cold eyes. He had already said goodbye, and therefore, when the farewell really came, there was really no need to pretend to be polite.

Before a sword is unsheathed, all preparatory movements must be completed. Now, if his main consciousness is to wake up, he must recover all the individual consciousness that was previously arranged outside.

Su Yuhang was not surprised, nor was he sentimental at all. He was not a pretentious person, so naturally he couldn't do anything pretentious. They had a lot of time, and twenty years, to others, was the most important period in their lives, but For them, it is just a penance-like waiting.

They are used to seeing the blood and turmoil in the story world, and experiencing the weirdness in the audience circle, and then go back and bury themselves among ordinary people, and press themselves among all the living beings in the real world. For them, this is not what they have done after climbing a mountain. The value of tranquility is not understood only after passion.

It's a kind of torture, a kind of punishment,

After getting used to fine wines and delicacies, I turn back to eat Guanyin soil;

No one can bear this kind of gap;

As for the so-called saints,

hehe,

There are no true saints in this world.

Su Yuhang at the dining table is disappearing, and the Su Yuhang lying in the bedroom is also disappearing. This is the end of a chapter, and it also marks that the plan has finally reached the next stage.

Liu Mengyu stretched out her hand, and a ring appeared on her ring finger. The ring was blue, as if there were vast stars hidden inside, and Liu Mengyu's temperament suddenly changed at this time.

It's not as sharp as expected, but it has a touch more elegance than before.

When all Su Yuhang in the room disappeared completely, Liu Mengyu stood up and looked at the living room and the two empty bowls on the table. In his eyes, there was no trace of reluctance, but just a sense of relief.

He opened the door and walked out.

Outside, the moon was sparse, and outside the house, a man in a black robe stood on the steps, bowing slightly to Liu Mengyu who came out, and at the same time spread his hands, making a gesture ready to hug.

"I haven't seen you in twenty years. Let's give you a hug."

Su Yuhang's face had an innate sense of joking. Well, at least in Liu Mengyu's eyes, she had always been indifferent to this exquisite face that could charm thousands of girls.

"If you want to fight each other after we prepare for twenty years, you can hug me." Liu Mengyu's voice was clear.

Su Yuhang took a step back and hugged himself,

"Then I can only give myself a hug."

Time passes slowly,

Twenty years later,

Since today, it seems that the two of them have regained the feeling they had when they were listeners.

only,

This time their opponents are no longer the other listeners nor the dangers set up by the radio in the story world.

But the broadcast itself.

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"Jiejie...I'm starved to death...Jiejie...I'm thirsty to death..."

A skeleton walked out of the safe in the wall. He staggered with strong complaints and eagerness.

The nine audience members present were all people who had seen the world, so they were not frightened by the skeletons that suddenly ran out, but after all, everyone's strength was inexplicably sealed now, and they did feel a little weak in their hearts.

The current body, after all, is the original body. It is not like the body designed by the game in the first scene. Death is just the loss of a life in the game. If you can put coins in, you can actually come back again;

But if he dies this time, he really dies.

Two blue lights flashed in the skull's eyes, and Su Bai slowly stood up.

The dim light suddenly became brighter, and at the same time, the complaining voice suddenly changed:

"Oh... I'm dead... Hahahahaha... You really didn't dare to harvest me into that thing... You're scared, right... You're scared right?"

The skeleton was shouting and laughing at the same time, and the way it danced was very funny. The originally depressing atmosphere was abruptly turned into a humorous comedy style.

As if he had temporarily forgotten the torture of hunger and thirst, the skeleton slowly walked towards the center of the laboratory. The audience around him gave way to him. The skeleton did not care about anyone present, including Su Bai.

This surprised Su Bai. After all, if nothing else happened, he had already guessed the identity of this person, the confident man who once whispered alone in front of him after Su Yuhang left.

He should now be the same blood corpse that appeared in the story world before, a clone copied from the broadcast.

But what was the reason that the broadcast kept the scene here as the story world and cloned it?

"Did you let me out on purpose?" The fire in the skull's eyes kept changing color. He raised his head and looked at the flat wall above, "Did you let me out on purpose to watch the show?"

The skeleton's gibbering and madness made most of the audience present feel a little baffled. At first, everyone thought that the skeleton was the NPC that triggered the task in the second scene, but it didn't seem to be the case, because it was the person it was talking to.

If nothing unexpected happens,

It seems like a broadcast.

Where is the broadcast?

above your head.

For listeners, whether in the East or the West, the status of radio in their hearts is almost infinitely equal to that of the supreme existence in their respective cultural systems, and the most awe-inspiring thing in the inheritance of each civilization is

In fact, it is the sky above your head.

"Hehe, this young master must have died, right? What does this mean?" The skeleton rubbed his hands together and wiped out a piece of bone. Then the skeleton said angrily: "You are so frugal and cut corners? You don't even give me your skin and flesh?" "

"Uncle Zhou, Uncle Zhou, I'm hungry, I'm thirsty, I want to eat, I want to drink red wine!!!!!!"

The skeletons were shouting and making a fuss.

But the old housekeeper, who was called Uncle Zhou, was still sitting on the bed in his small room, motionless.

He, who was almost omnipotent in the first mission scene, seemed to have lost all abilities at this time and became a bit...cold.

The skeleton slowly squatted down, holding his head in his hands, and then turned slightly sideways.

this moment,

He finally set his sights on Su Bai.

There were other audience members such as Hills standing next to Su Bai, so this move did not deliberately isolate Su Bai.

But from the flickering light in his eyes, Su Bai could clearly feel that the other party's "eyes" were falling on him.

"Now that the introduction to the medicine is familiar, the effects of the medicine should come out, hahahaha, the effects of the medicine should come out, and you have all become ordinary people, right?

This space has also stopped working. It has begun to be paralyzed. The so-called rules are being paralyzed. Hahahahahaha, success, success. "

He was showing off, he was having fun, he was dancing like a child, seeming to be applauding his masterpiece.

Hills frowned slightly. This NPC, no, this skeleton in front of him can no longer be called an NPC. What is going on?

"Uncle Zhou should also be dead. You listeners have also had their strength sealed, and his entire story world operation system is beginning to enter a dormant state with this story world as the core.

I succeeded, now it’s up to you. "

The "you" he said naturally did not refer to the audience present.

At this moment, a radio announcement suddenly sounded in everyone's minds.

"Dear listeners, welcome to the horror radio show. I am the host of the show. I don't have a name because names have no meaning here.

But for most people, a name is a symbol that stays with them throughout their lives.

so,

When this crazy skeleton appears in front of you,

Are you curious?

Do you find it surprising?

Do you think it's ridiculous?

Next, release the main task 2:

Find the name of this skeleton.

This is a group main mission. As long as someone can find their name and shout it out, the mission will be completed and all members will return to the real world.

The rewards for Main Mission 2 will be notified after the story world ends.

Oh, there is another notification,

It's that the story world will collapse in 12 hours,

so,

Please everyone,

hurry up. "

This is a radio mission notice, and it is in line with the usual style of broadcasting. However, the nine listeners present were stunned for a moment after "listening" to this notice.

Something seems wrong?

Yes, something is wrong.

"The announcer's voice... was a bit hoarse and rushed." Hills, who was standing next to Su Bai, suddenly whispered, "This task was announced in an anticlimactic and full of loopholes, which is not in line with the style of broadcasting."

Perhaps, think about what this skeleton said before, that the broadcast has begun to paralyze. If what he said is not crazy, then it seems to be completely different from the tone when the broadcast released the mission and the 12 hours later. Reminders of the collapse of the story’s world can echo.

broadcast,

Is something really starting to go wrong?

"Hey, what's your name?" One of the audience members asked the skeleton directly with the attitude of giving it a try.

"My surname is Zhao, and my name is..."

At this time, the dim light in the skeleton's eyes suddenly went out, leaving only a skeleton standing in place.

Everyone sighed, knowing in their hearts that things would not be that simple.

"Let's divide the work. This is Zhao's Villa. We have to find information about the owner of the Villa within 12 hours. We must not miss any detail, not even the bookmarks in a book!" Hills said. At this time he ordered.

Su Bai, on the other hand, fell into deep thought at this time.

like,

Where is it?

Something's wrong?