at the same time.

"What……?"

I changed into my pajamas, received a cup of Ye Shen, and was stunned when I walked towards the transparent bridge in the bedroom.

The light blue drink in the cup is shaking.

The whisper resounded in my ears.

【You suddenly feel that you are very ordinary.】

The transparent bridge calls out the visual window, no message is sent, and no background program is being opened.

The whisper still sounded in my ears.

【As ordinary as most people.】

Transparent bridge frowned and glanced across the familiar living room.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, the dim sky, like a sandstorm, is exactly the same as the light blue sunset.

The living room without lights was a little dim. The housekeeper robot stood up by the wall with his hands on the standby indicator light flashing.

【There are some clevernesses, and there are only a few.】

Am I in the game? Transparent Bridge frowned even deeper.

Confusing the game with reality, "After Sleeping" does this violate Petra's decree.

【You sat on the sofa and gradually remembered something.】

[You long to walk on the edge and explore the unknown. But you cannot make up your mind to take that step.]

The seemingly bewitching words of the whisper did not make Transparent Bridge think. He still frowned, trying to slow down the game menu without any surprises.

The cup in his hand was slightly lowered, then raised again and drank it all.

【So you are an ordinary person.】

The taste is no different from usual. Instead, it feels more because of careful savoring.

Transparent bridge slightly released his palm, and half a cup of Ye Shen fell from his fingers and smashed him into his feet.

The liquid capsized on the floor, and the glass of glass rolled down not far away.

Heart-wrenching pain.

Isn't it in the game... Is it because I have an auditory hallucination? Or is it because I am infected with a virus in the vision?

Hackers invaded Vision is a common topic, but no group of people have succeeded. This can be ruled out.

The housekeeper robot by the wall starts up and issues an old-fashioned synthesized sound: "Miss, do you need help?"

Transparent bridge opening: "Treat the floor. And... help me make an appointment with a doctor."

【Now, your opportunity is here.】

...

Mu Su walked out of the stairs of eighty or ninety.

Now every next step, he needs to put the oil lamp next to him, turn around and grab the edge of the step with his hands and put his body down.

Because it penetrates deep into the ground, the surrounding temperature is gradually decreasing.

The exposed skin had goose bumps.

Bang

Mu Su let go of his hand and landed on the next step.

The echoes were very far away.

He tiptoed, reached out to hold the bottom of the oil lamp and shook it down.

The high steps look like a stone wall, blocking the view you look upwards.

He could no longer see the way he came.

[At some point you suddenly realize that it is meaningless to try to climb up. Because there will always be a step that will never be able to climb up again after going down.]

Mu Su opened his mouth and wanted to mock the other party, relying on his imagination to make up for it. In the end, he still couldn't say it out loud.

It’s not good if the other party lays the groundwork for so long that it’s ruined the atmosphere.

[But you are curious, you have no other way. You can only go down.]

The steps are also widening as they become higher. Otherwise, Mu Su may fall down because the steps are too narrow.

【The lights are getting darker and darker.】

Mu Su subconsciously looked at the lantern when he heard the prompt.

There was only one layer of black kerosene left inside, and the flames inside the lampshade weakened at a very slow speed.

It will be extinguished sooner or later.

Mu Su moved several steps downwards. His movements became slower and more difficult. Not only because of physical exhaustion, but also related to the gradually higher steps.

Bang

Mu Su fell on the next stairs, and he stood on tiptoe and wanted to get enough of the oil lamp, so he felt the air.

【You can't get up.】

A whisper sounds like a trigger.

"You want nonsense?" Mu Su's nature gradually couldn't suppress it.

He bent his legs and jumped up with force, slapped the oil lamp. The latter shook and pierced it, and was caught by the busy Mu Su.

【Suddenly you heard something.】

Mu Su gasped for a few breaths, lay on the edge of the steps, holding his breath and listening intently.

[You can't help but listen intently, and gradually, some sound comes from the darkness that seems to be in the abyss.]

When Mu Su failed to tell what the sound was, the whisper had already kindly reminded him.

[The sound of waves only when the tide comes from the bottom of the pit seems to be not too far from you.]

Seeing that he was approaching the bottom of the pit, Mu Su's expression turned up, bit the handle of the lantern, used the same trick again to grab the edge of the steps, and then let go.

Smack

The sticky touch of the soles of the feet came through the shoes.

A layer of silt appeared under the feet, mixed with seaweed and scales.

Mu Su suddenly sniffed.

A strong fishy smell penetrates into the nose.

...

[You walk to the bedroom, and you feel the key to everything is there.]

Transparent bridge hesitated for a moment, picked up her glass of glass and walked into the bedroom upstairs. She wanted to see what the purpose of this sound was.

Subconsciously, she suspected that she was still in the game. But she was not sure yet.

When you open the door, there is a whole floor-to-ceiling window opposite the door. The desolate scenery of Mars comes into view, and scattered circular buildings are scattered on the earth. Half of the blue sunset disappears from the hills in the distance.

[You suddenly found that there were three more things on the table. You couldn't help but walk over.]

The Transparent Bridge looked at the three extra things on the desk and walked closer.

She was sure that none of these three things existed at home, and she had never seen them before.

A yellowed diary, a white cover, a diary with wet and sticky paper pages. And a report.

The transparent bridge extends to the closest report to the hand.

[The paper page of the wet diary is about to rot, you subconsciously pick it up and open it carefully.]

The hand resting above the report froze, moved to the white cover diary and opened it.

Scribbled handwriting appears on paper.

The cigarettes in my hand were smiling at me. It was raining again, and the sound of rain was louder than yesterday. They floated outside the window and asked me to go out to play. I pulled up the curtains, which was a trap. The claws under the bed stretched out again

I lit the hunter, he laughed happily, the room was bright, and his claws were retracted. Fire was very important, it was dangerous to have no light. Light was bright, darkness was dark. Shadows were running around

,I tied it with a harpoon, it became honest. The bed was dozing off, I was sleepy, and the hunter was sleepy. I climbed onto the bed, and the bed pushed me down. The sweater peeked in the closet, and it was knitting the sweater again

, I couldn't wear it, so I was wearing it for other sweaters. The knock on the door and the alarm clock came back. I asked it to go quickly, otherwise it wouldn't be dawn. It wanted my eyes, I gave it, he was cheating

Me. It didn't leave, it was always dark. It hid and refused to let me find it.

...

After reading one page, the strange description made her feel a little chilled, and she was more confused.

She gently crushed the sticky paper and turned to the second page.

Stay in a place with light

Stay in a place with light

Stay in a place with light

Stay in a place with light

Stay in a place with light

Stay in a place with light

Stay in a place with light

Stay in a place with light

Stay in a place with light
Chapter completed!