After a long time, it is still long.

It's like an ant running wildly on a treadmill, not knowing where the end is or when it will stop.

Negligence and boredom are both at work. Everyone wants to find an answer for what is going on.

Su Chenghe, who never dared to speak randomly, couldn't help but look at the window and said in a deep voice:

“It’s been seven hours!

Since the fourth choice, the store manager has been missing for seven hours."

In the clear eyes, all of them were fear of the ending and their shrinking of fate.

Ji Li had been soaked by the damp moonlight, like a statue under the moonlight, sitting alone on the window.

The black hair swayed in the breeze, the shadows were like water, and the silence was as old as before.

The opening of Sucheng River was awakened after a long time.

When he turned his head, half of his face was in the moonlight and half of his face was in the shadow, answering the question that he did not know:

"I don't think it's good."

Su Chenghe finally got a response. Although he didn't understand, he thought about it and said:

"There must be something wrong with the Store Manager Fang. Do you have any remedies?"

Ji Li seemed to be looking at Su Chenghe, but it seemed that he was not watching, but what he said was still very strange.

"I seemed to be affected by my eyes."

This time, Su Chenghe really felt something was wrong. He took a step back and looked straight at Ji Li.

“The evil spirits live in my eyes, which are eroding my patience and releasing my desires.

I can't kill people with it anymore, otherwise…”

The more Su Chenghe heard it, the more scared he became. He regretted not leaving with Hou Guisheng.

Under the moonlight, the person sitting on the windowsill was being replaced by a murderous ghost.

Suddenly, Ji Li jumped down from the windowsill and headed straight for Sucheng River without any warning.

Su Chenghe turned around and was about to escape, but found that Ji Li did not aim at him, but went down the stairs.

He looked at the back with lingering fear until he disappeared from sight, and a sentence echoed in his ears.

"Fang Shenyan will do everything."

...

Ke Fang Shenyan has been abandoned by this world.

He could only feel himself, his legs were sore and swollen, his body was sweating profusely, and his breathing was gradually getting heavier.

Where can any sounds sound?

"No chance to look back...No chance to look back...No chance to look back..."

He is the running ant, the ant that will not stop until death.

The concept of seven hours is Ji Li and Su Chenghe, but it has nothing to do with Fang Shenyan.

He only knew that he was still walking, and the description in his mind came from the plot or from the ghost.

Who said it doesn't matter, what matters is that this is the fact.

Fang Shenyan killed himself.

He could not even think about which step he took the wrong step, because this description was not a choice at all.

Without a choice, there is no option, which means he has failed.

At this time, the sound of sweat flowing and the sound of heart beating... I can't hear it at all.

Finally, Fang Shenyan stopped.

After seven hours of walking, I stopped for the first time.

He was so panicked that he was about to collapse his mind and a signal of death.

For Fang Shenyan, the only solution now seems to be transforming into a ghost.

But once this step is used, it means that the whole game will be lost and there will be no more than 24 hours for him.

"solution……"

Fang Shenyan's mind was blank, and he had lost the ability to think proudly.

Now, all the thoughts are circling in my mind.

"Listen to the soul's prayer...

Desire to prove the truth...

Opportunity to look back...

Kill yourself..."

Fang Shenyan supported his hands weakly on the wall, and his body naturally fell backwards, fortunately there were two walls here.

If he hadn't been stuck in the cracks in the wall, he would have fallen down uncontrollably.

Perhaps because the body remains stiff for too long, the joints make a crisp sound when the palms are supported on the wall.

It was this joint that sounded and became a bright light in the long night, illuminating Fang Shenyan, who was about to run out of oil.

He raised his head suddenly, although the surroundings were dark, the light in his eyes was slowly rising.

“I thought it wasn’t a choice, because there was no option.

But I was wrong.

The option is hidden in this description!”

The fifth choice is a variant question.

Question 1:

"You long to hear some sounds, which may prove that the world is real."

Question 2:

"Is there still a chance to look back? No more."

It asks two questions, but in fact both give answers.

Fang Shenyan raised his eyes and glanced at the surrounding nothingness, including himself.

The world has no color and no sound, so it is false.

And the first question is hidden in it.

As long as Fang Shenyan can create some sounds, it can prove the reality of this world.

As for the second question, we designed a round trip question.

After seven hours of loss, Fang Shenyan also considered returning through the same route, after all, this was a purposeful route.

But judging from the answer to the second question, this obviously doesn't work.

So based on this thinking, as long as Fang Shenyan creates voice, the world can become real and thus get rid of the trapped situation.

Thinking of this, Fang Shenyan cheered up and slapped the wall heavily.

But the action that was supposed to make a dull sound did not appear, at least he himself did not hear it.

Fang Shenyan frowned and roared hard, but except for the tremors in his eardrum, he could not hear any sound.

"Is it because of too long loss?"

He patted his ears and seemed to realize the problem in a trance.

This is the rule.

The rule is that he can no longer hear the sound from outside unless...

As before, the vibrations of the bone joints in the body.

Almost while thinking, Fang Shenyan reached his left arm into the gap between the two walls.

He took a deep breath, turned around in the opposite direction without any hesitation.

“Cruff!”

The whole arm twisted in the opposite direction due to the hard wall and powerful force, and broke suddenly from the elbow joint.

The sound of bone breaking is deafening in this quiet world.

A touch of color flashed over the top of the head, like a meteor passing by, short but real.

Fang Shenyan held his head up, took the handkerchief from the exit bag and held it in his mouth, and slowly grabbed the broken left arm with his right hand.

Self-destruction against human nature is the courage to survive by cutting off your arms.

The bone spur in the forearm protrudes and is twisted bit by bit by bit by bit by bit until the joint is completely broken.

The light blue light, like raindrops in the sultry weather, fell from the sky.

Slapping Fang Shenyan in the face made him feel the truth and survival.

The color of the world returns, and the narrow walls disappear, replaced by a large, closed ring space.

In the venue with black as the main color, there are ten screens across the sky, with ten game scenes on it.

Starting from Gu Qingyun to Ji Li, there are ten store managers, ten progress, and ten pictures.

Fang Shenyan, who was on the edge, set his eyes on the center of the ten screens.

There was a "girl" in school uniform sitting on a chair, holding a handheld game console with both hands.
Chapter completed!