Strange story player

Chapter 60 Mysterious Player

Fucheng, evening.

The afterglow of the setting sun filled the sky, and a few birds fluttered past in the golden and red sunset glow.

The evening breeze blew through the streets and alleys of the city and hit my face, so comfortable that I almost fell asleep.

If there were no ghosts in this apartment...

Ye Zi took a deep breath, one night had passed.

Counting myself, there are still six players around me.

However, almost everyone has no confidence that they can survive.

[Strange story: I am aging. 】

[Opening statement: I am getting older. 】

【Why is this happening? Why can’t we stop aging? 】

[My teeth are falling out, my hair is gray, my waist is bent, my legs can no longer support my body, and my eyes are getting cloudier day by day. 】

[Why would such a thing happen to me? 】

[Is this...retribution...]

This concludes the opening remarks.

And the last text is——

[At seven o'clock in the evening, we arrived at Dusk Apartment. 】

[After midnight, take turns taking care of the elderly for one hour. 】

[Game duration, three days. 】

[Anyone who is late will be deemed to have failed the game. 】

[Those who leave the apartment will be deemed to have failed the game. 】

[Those who die will be deemed to have failed the game. 】

[Game failed, erased. 】

[Wish you good luck, strange talk player. 】

The requirements are very clear, and compared to ordinary ghost stories, they don’t seem to be difficult at all.

But... yesterday afternoon they arrived at Dusk Apartment as scheduled. After initially understanding the situation, almost everyone's minds went blank for a moment.

That apartment was particularly gloomy under the setting sun, without any warmth.

There is no person in charge, no security, and no caregivers.

There is only one "person" in a huge apartment...

That person is also the "old man" who needs to be taken care of in turn according to the game mission requirements.

But that person is not old at all!

She was a woman who was close to forty years old. Although she was very bloated, so fat that she could hardly walk, and her appearance was extremely ugly, she was still not old.

Until... the woman who was so fat that she almost turned into a mountain of flesh said:

"Help me...I'm only nineteen years old and I keep getting older...I don't want to die..."

"Woooo..."

She cried after seeing everyone's frightened eyes.

There is no beauty in crying, a huge mass of flesh trembling and crying will only make people more frightened.

No one knows how to take care of this woman who claims to be nineteen years old. She is too strange and weird. Judging from the name of the ghost story and the content of the opening remarks, the curse of old age must be related to her.

Nothing good would happen near her, but the mission required everyone to take care of her for an hour.

When everyone hesitated, he stood up.

With his back to the sunset, he showed a gentle smile to everyone: "Tonight, let me be the first to take care of her."

Regardless of men or women, everyone's heart beat heavily. At this moment, those who take the initiative to stand up can easily gain everyone's favor.

Ye Zi also has a good impression of him.

He was the only one who remained calm and optimistic from the moment he arrived at the apartment.

He is always smiling, playing with a delicate pocket watch in his hand, opening it from time to time to check the time.

Just looking at his tall and straight figure is extremely reassuring.

because……

He is the third player in this world of ghost stories.

"Mr. Shen, please be careful..."

Ye Zi whispered, her heart beating fast, not sure whether it was because of fear or shyness.

The player's surname is Shen and he is in his twenties. It is appropriate to call him sir.

Hearing this, he met everyone's gaze with a smile.

"Don't worry, please believe me, I am..."

"The third seat."

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"Shen Zhen?"

The dusk light and shadow cast on the hospital bed. Liu Jingqing leaned on the pillow and looked at Zhong Xueran who was very interested. She was chattering about some people she knew.

"Mr. Chen Shi, is he the third player?"

Liu Jingqing's face is still a little pale, but her condition has undoubtedly improved a lot. The doctor's surgical skills are very good. Just like Zhong Xueran said, if he can't do it, there will be no other doctors to do.

"Ah...right."

Zhong Xueran picked up a grape, threw it up, raised his head to catch it, ate it happily and then wiped his mouth: "I'm not very familiar with that guy. Most of the players in the top ten seats have accumulated spiritual pupils by playing games one after another. , exchange for exclusive permanent props and become the top ten."

"So the more players with psychic pupils, the greater the probability of knowing each other. Because we play too many games, we will always encounter them."

"However, there are two guys who are exceptions."

Zhong Xueran held up her chin, yawned and looked out the window: "One is the sixth seat, Evening Primrose. The other is the third seat, Players. Especially the third seat, that guy named Shen Ku."

"His name didn't even exist among the ten seats. Who knew that guy had cleared an ultimate game and gained so many spiritual pupils? He actually rushed to the third seat in one go. Tsk."

Zhong Xueran seemed a little unconvinced and muttered:

"I didn't even finish the game ten times in total, and I rushed to the third seat. What kind of bullshit luck..."

Liu Jingqing smiled: "In the ultimate game, players must be killed at least four times. So many people have died. He is the only one who succeeded. Mr. Shen Hu must be very powerful. Xueran, don't underestimate him."

Zhong Xueran stood up suddenly: "Why do you speak in the same tone as Yang? Of course I know that guy has some strength, but..."

"Just what?" Liu Jingqing looked at her doubtfully.

"It's just that Yang said that Shen Shi might become the new chief, but I don't want it!" Zhong Xueran left angrily, and after a while he showed his head at the door of the ward, "What snacks do you want to eat? I'm going to the supermarket now. I’ll bring you some.”

Liu Jingqing shook her head: "I'd better follow the doctor's advice..."

"snort!"

Zhong Xueran left again.

Liu Jingqing looked amused, and Zhong Xueran seemed to have a special liking for Yang.

In fact, it is not difficult to understand that most of the men and women selected by this game are still young.

Struggling in fear and despair, and experiencing life and death together again and again, the recognition and feelings developed are much deeper than going to a place like a haunted house and a scripted murder.

It is inevitable that some people will mistake the throbbing between life and death as love and fall deeply into it.

Maybe... Yang also saved Zhong Xueran before?

In an environment where you feel uneasy all the time, it is easy to be attracted by someone who can give you a solid sense of security.

But Liu Jingqing knew that it was just a momentary impulse.

Because of that kind of throbbing, she had also experienced it.

Not so long ago.

In such a precarious game, it is superfluous to talk about any feelings.

I hope...Xue Ran won't be too obsessed.

The sun and snow have never been a match.

Looking out the window at dusk, Liu Jingqing opened her notebook and suddenly had some inspiration for a new novel.

But just as he typed a word, a shadow of a person appeared in his mind.

This time, he was selected again. I don’t know how he is doing now.