Survival in the dormitory, I was pulled into the management group

This strange feeling is like eating a poisonous but delicious "mushroom" that wasn't cooked long enough, resulting in a bizarre side effect.

Chen Bei's brain seemed to resonate with the entire world, with colorful lines appearing before his eyes, even colors that humans could not normally see.

Human basal cone cells can see the three basic colors: red, green, and blue.

Based on these three colors, many more colors can be developed.

In rare cases, a fourth type of cone cell is present, allowing the person to see more complex colors.

Some species in the animal kingdom display an even richer variety of colors.

Chen Bei is in this situation now, and everything before his eyes has become dazzling and colorful.

Those wonderful colored lines also vaguely outline some strange and peculiar images.

Some bizarre, inexplicable, and irrational images.

Chen Bei could still hear rustling whispers.

There were many sounds, coming from all directions.

They spoke entirely in a language that Chen Bei didn't understand.

These strange sensations lasted for a moment before subsiding.

Chen Bei returned to normal, blinked hard, and all the strange colors from before disappeared.

The increase in spiritual vision value is a vicious cycle.

From then on, Chen Bei became more "sensitive" and more likely to trigger special events.

Even hiding in the dormitory won't help.

A shadow swayed.

A strange noise came out of nowhere.

Scenes from a dream.

All of these could lead to an increase in spiritual vision value.

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And so, we made it to the fifth day of the game.

The player group isn't as lively as it used to be.

First, everyone's spiritual vision value is very high, and they feel depressed.

Secondly, players with excessively high spiritual insight are acting abnormally and will post nonsensical or incoherent statements in the group. Anyone who sees these statements will be affected. There is a risk simply by opening the group chat interface.

Third, the number of players has decreased, and with fewer people, there is naturally less talking.

Just yesterday, a player attempted to move quickly by flying through the air, only to be instantly killed by some kind of dangerous aerial presence!

Everyone knew that it was dangerous in the sky, but no one expected it to be this dangerous.

There are many similar cases.

Some players died without knowing why.

There are currently 87 players remaining.

Chen Bei was also very anxious. He had just obtained the all-powerful entry ticket and was hoping to save the important person from the accident.

We can't fall in the darkness before dawn.

It would be too ironic to die in this game.

Chen Bei would occasionally open the management group, which was his greatest advantage and the best source of information.

[It's been so many days, and still no one is paying attention to the ads on TV and in the newspapers.]

[That's a lifeline for players!]

[The ad font is very small, so it's normal that no one notices it.]

[Could this game just be going to fall apart like this? Should we intervene?]

[It would be a bit pointless if they all died like this. Let's wait until there are less than thirty players left, almost in despair, and then give them a helping hand.]

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This conversation gave Chen Bei a much-needed boost!

TV commercials, newspaper commercials?

Indeed, I haven't seen anyone mention these two aspects.

Everyone wanted to keep their eyes closed all the time; who would watch TV?

Who knows what strange images might appear on TV?

There was a TV in Chen Bei's dormitory. After a while, he pretended to be bored and turned on the TV.

It started as a snowy screen.

Only after rescanning for signals with the remote control did a few TV stations appear.

The first TV station I saw happened to be advertising.

The advertisement is for bone-strengthening health products.

The advertisement featured several elderly men and women, all grimacing and in great pain before taking the medicine.

After taking the medication, he became incredibly agile and cheerful.

Chen Bei patiently watched the long advertisement.

Then comes the next advertisement.

This advertisement is still selling medicine.

The only difference is the type of medicine.

This time it turned into a cardiovascular or cerebrovascular disease.

It is still aimed at the elderly population.

The approach is similar to the previous one, both starting with a downturn followed by a climax.

First, have several elderly actors act out how much pain they are in, and then act out how comfortable they feel after taking the medication.

Chen Bei frowned slightly; this shouldn't be the advertisement mentioned in the management group.

He switched channels and looked at other TV stations.

Each TV station offers different content, and they all seem quite legitimate, with a wide variety of shows including dramas and variety programs.

As I watched, strange things began to happen.

It was originally a normal variety show, with several actors laughing and playing some games on stage.

The art style suddenly changed, and the whole scene became eerie.

Blood flowed from the eyes of all the actors, and silver threads faintly appeared on their bodies, making them look like a group of marionettes.

Behind the stage, a large red eye peeked out, seemingly not looking at the stage, but at Chen Bei through a television screen!

As expected, my spiritual vision level increased...

Chen Bei pressed the switch button, but it failed, and he couldn't change the channel.

On the screen, the actors with bloodshot eyes forcibly turned their necks, all looking at Chen Bei, and said in unison:

"Would you like to perform on stage too?"

Chen Bei got goosebumps all over. Unable to change the channel or turn off the TV, he simply got up and left the room.

Watching TV does indeed have its risks.

What about the newspapers?

I guess it's the same...

After a while, Chen Bei returned to the living room where there was a television.

The television has been restored to normal.

It was the same group of actors, the same variety show, as if nothing strange had happened.

Chen Bei gritted his teeth and continued reading.

Finally something was gained.

At the bottom of the television screen, a line of small text appeared.

The above is the advertising slogan: "The truth of the world is crazy and dangerous; you need help."

A phone number was also attached.

Chen Bei immediately took a picture of the advertisement and then turned off the TV.

It looks like this is the advertisement that the management group mentioned.

Chen Bei's dormitory had everything he needed. He found a telephone and, without even checking if there was a phone card, dialed the number directly.

The call was quickly connected.

The voice that came from the other end was that of an older person, and it didn't sound very reliable.

"Haha, finally someone's calling! Did you also see something you shouldn't have? Were you terrified? I can help you!"

“I do need help.”

"Then come find me. I'll give you my address, and then we can talk in person. It's not safe to communicate by phone."

"Okay, go ahead and tell me. I'll write it down right away."

I live in…

Chen Bei noted down the address the other party gave him, made some preparations, hurriedly went out, and rushed there.

It's quite far away.

Chen Bei couldn't fly and didn't want to attract too much attention from NPCs, so he hailed a taxi and asked it to take him there.

I ran into a talkative driver who kept nagging even when the passengers ignored him.

He stopped halfway and picked up another passenger without asking Chen Bei's opinion.

The next passenger to board was a woman with long hair, wearing a light-colored dress. She wasn't very pretty, but her calves were quite slender.

The female passenger sat next to Chen Bei, with a safe distance between them.

The car drove away.

The driver continued rambling on, talking about trivial family matters.

Chen Bei just wanted to get there quickly and didn't want any complications.

However, things did not go as he wished.