It's not too much to say that a beauty is a little bit stronger

"Hello, what's your name? Some people call me Hanako, and some people call me Xiaohua. You can call me sister, I will take care of you." The tall girl with long black hair smiled brightly.

Her name is Hanako.

"This belongs to my brother... Can you give it back to me?"

Xiaozhi, Lu Zhi.

Xiao Huai came to the world of horror games for the first time. He met many people and made many friends.

He felt a lot of emotions and saw so many untold stories and struggles.

And those people, whether happy or miserable, make his world real and touching.

Xiao Huai got to know them and fought together with them.

They were too dazzling in the game. Countless gods cheered for them, applauded them, and went crazy for them.

According to legend, the first person to enter the eighteenth floor was alone, without any companions.

But with Xiao Huai's charisma, how could he not have friends?

A girl's voice rang out in the lounge.

"If I could return to reality, I would go see my mother." Huazi sat on the table, gently swinging her legs, and looked at Xiao Huai, "What about you?"

Xiao Huai listened, his voice calm: "I have never been to reality, and I don't have a home."

Na Ran, who was standing by, poked her head in from the doorway. Hearing this, she couldn't help but interrupt, "Come on, we're all from Earth. How could we have never been to reality? You're not from reality, are you?"

Xiao Huai did not refute, but just smiled faintly, as if his words did not need any explanation.

"Of course, you know Xiao Huai, he often talks about things I can't understand." Huazi teased with a smile, "Tell me, what is your wish? Aren't we all going to the eighteenth floor?"

Naran smiled, put her hands on her hips and made a superman pose, and a hint of mischief flashed in her eyes in the blink of an eye:

"Me? I think—I hope! World! Peace!" She said, and then made an exaggerated gesture, which made Hanako smile even more brightly.

Laughter echoed in the room and the atmosphere became relaxed and happy.

More and more friends came into the room one after another. They began to talk about their wishes, and there was a unique gleam in everyone's eyes.

The eighteenth-level copy arrived as scheduled, and everyone went to the copy with their wishes.

But the reality is cruel, not everyone can survive.

They can't get out of this chaotic place.

The evil god that can never be killed.

A level that cannot be broken through.

Xiao Huai and his men split into two groups and went to different places to look for answers.

Without Xiao Huai's knowledge, they found a way to get people out.

They found a stone that could help them pass the level - Sima Ming.

The owner of Siming will be qualified to pass the level.

Everyone smiled at each other and wrote Xiao Huai's name on it one by one.

They hoped...Xiao Huai would be the only one to leave.

Hopefully he can survive and escape this never-ending nightmare.

Xiao Huai didn't find them in the end. He only saw the stone with his name engraved on it lying there quietly.

"How do you..."

A tear quietly slid down from the corner of my eye.

This was the first time he cried.

For the first time, Xiao Huai's heart seemed to be suddenly filled with emotions, as if it was torn apart and filled with countless emotions.

He could no longer suppress himself, nor could he understand the heaviness of this feeling.

Their sacrifices, at this moment, converged into unspeakable pain.

He gripped Sima Ming tightly, then took out a dagger and cut marks on his left wrist one after another.

This is his cause and effect.

This was his punishment for violating the laws of nature.

Die as a mortal.

He knew that Sima Ming could save lives, but it could also be a curse.

Only when he dies will Sima Ming lift the curse and save those who have given everything for him.

Everything will be reversed.

It will be them who make it through, it will be them who have wishes.

It's enough for you to live a good life.

He can't leave home, he doesn't even have one.

When his life was about to completely disappear, he saw cracks appearing in Sima Ming. His companions turned into points of light, slowly rising and flying to different places.

Some people went to the game world and became NPCs in the game.

Some people still have the same life as before.

Some even escaped, leaving the horror game and fulfilling their wishes.

Xiao Huai looked at those spots of light, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing an almost imperceptible smile.

At that moment, the wind started to blow.

The wind is blowing in this windless land.

The breeze blew across Xiao Huai's face, as if breaking the shackles of time and blowing away all the silence.

The chains trembled slightly, the bells rang softly, and invisible forces continued to intertwine at this moment.

Xiao Huai's attention was attracted, and he saw a figure in the distance gradually approaching.

He was a man with hair as white as snow, carrying a loneliness and tranquility that did not belong to this world.

"Why did you—"

The man's voice was clear and gentle, with a hint of confusion, "Are you going to give up the chance to live?"

He came to Xiao Huai and held Xiao Huai's left hand which was bleeding.

As he tightened his grip, invisible power surged in, "It's a pity for you to die like this. I will save you this time."

"Start all over again."

When did the strings of fate begin to be woven?

-

All of Xiao Huai's memories came back.

This time, he's back in the thriller game.

It turns out that some of the people I met were not the first time I met them, but a reunion.

At this moment, the surrounding fog quietly faded away and the vision gradually became clear.

A road of leaves began to unfold under my feet.

The system window pops up:

[Ultimate Mission: What do you think the Tree of Life is? Do you want to destroy it? Or keep it? It's right in front of you, please make your choice.]

Xiao Huai took a deep breath. At the same time, the negative effects brought by the Flower of Evil were becoming more and more unbearable.

The negative effects were quietly destroying his spirit and sanity.

As he continued to move forward, a crack quietly appeared in the land of chaos.

Gu Yusheng appeared in the front and glanced around coldly.

"It's been so long, and it's still as desolate as ever." He came to a grave and knocked on it. "Hey, hey, hey, old guys, it's time to wake up."

He chuckled, and after he appeared, the other God Eaters slowly came over.

As soon as he arrived here, Fu Zijin couldn't help but frown.

It's quite spooky.

"Gu Yusheng, how come you are so familiar with this place?" Fu Zijin couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, with a hint of ridicule in his tone.

He always liked to wear loose old man's shirts, and this place always gave him a bad feeling, so he subconsciously rubbed his arms.

Song Ruochu threw a flowery cotton jacket to him: "It's not the first time he's come here."

After hearing this, Fu Zijin felt that it made sense. It was normal for him to not understand many things since he came late.

It was his first time here anyway, and he had only one goal.

Deceive Xiao Huai and open the seal.