Give me the first charge [hologram]

It seems that there is only one way to go.

Bai Li loaded the gun silently, and followed him into the depths of the boulder.

He is actually not very keen on this item that is coveted in the game, and he doesn't use it much.In the previous room, they were all adaptable. At that time, they used whatever weapons they got to do tasks. The pocket guns were always kept close to the body and only used for emergencies.

But this time the game plot is a bit rare. He hasn't got any props that can be used to attack until now, so he had to use the self-protection weapon at the bottom of the box.

His hands are steady.And it is deliberately controlled so that the time for aiming each shot is longer than the cooling time of the bullet, so that the magazine will not be completely empty.

This gave Wen Liangjiu a chance to vent his energy wantonly.

The tasks for the four people to advance the maze are well-organized: He Ji is better than what is it to explore the way ahead—when encountering a monster, he will draw it out and hand it over to Wen Liangjiu—Wen Liangjiu rushes forward with a critical attack to contain the monster—Berry aims for a headshot ——Wen Liangjiu wiped his knife and went to chop another one.

After killing four or five monsters in this way, the person who rushed to the front with a knife and should have exhausted the most physical strength not only did not feel tired, but became visibly excited.

If the monster has self-awareness, it is likely to run back directly when it sees him.

Baili even suspected that he had secretly taken a potion, the kind of game prop that stimulates adrenaline within the range of not endangering vital signs.Otherwise, I have never seen such a jumping person.

Especially in the first half of the game, he still looked indifferent and didn't want to play, but when he got here, he suddenly jumped up and down, like a schizophrenia patient with ADHD.

Until he walked out of the maze and walked up the stairs of the teaching building, Wen Liangjiu was still reluctant to put away the naginata, with a look of unfinished chopping on his face.

"Wait a little longer, maybe there will be more ahead."

He walked in front, and when he turned his head, his tone was relaxed and smiling, "If you are afraid, hide back."

After being bored all night, he finally had the opportunity to exercise his muscles and bones. He was not very willing to stop just like that.

"...Did you see the bullet screen, Lord Jiu?"

He Ji poked the air in the lower right corner of his vision, "Wipe the blood on your neck, they say you look like a pervert when you smile."

Wen Longjiu was noncommittal to everyone's comments.He held the handle of the knife in one hand, wiped his neck with the other hand, and even tore off the blood-stained clothes along the way.

This movement is extremely casual, like a posture that can only be achieved when one is really relaxed, revealing a ruffian air.

The four of them are all gentlemen, so there is no need to hide anything.The barrage is even more happy to see its success, and there is a lot of cock crowing.

With his free hand, he exhaled the item page, and took out a shirt.He bit his sleeves and unbuttoned the two buttons, and put his head on with his bare upper body, "Where is the place where you draw?"

"That's the classroom in front."

He Ji deliberately aimed at him and kept clicking his tongue, "It's started again, isn't it? Well-known male anchors sell meat late at night."

Bailey turned his head away silently.

It's not that he's embarrassed to watch.In fact, from Wen Liangjiu's first slash just now, this person has become a moving mosaic in his eyes.

This time it's out of... politeness, it's not good to stare at people.

"Hey, this doesn't seem like a classroom."

While speaking, the four of them had reached the end of this floor.

The light in the teaching building is dim, even if the morning sun shines in through the gaps in the windows, it doesn't add any vitality to the place.The thin light beams fell on the ground and gathered into a small solitary spot, making the whole space extraordinarily quiet.

"It's the office."

The house number on the wall was rusty, and it didn't look like a place where there would be a big scene.Wen Liangjiu finally put away the knife regretfully, pushed the door open and entered, "Let's take a look inside."

The space in the office is not very big, there are only four desks.The green plants in the corner have long since withered to a khaki color, and only dried tea leaves are left in the porcelain cup next to the computer.

When He Ji saw the computer, his eyes lit up, and he stepped forward to fiddle with it, "Maybe there are some clues here."

However, it turns out that he has a different idea from the Suguang production team.

After failing to operate the computer, He Ji resignedly took out his painting tools and continued to complete his unrecognizable graffiti.

The remaining three idly searched for available information.Wen Liangjiu walked around the room twice, looked at the backs of several people, seemed to think of something suddenly, swayed to He Ji's easel, and said thoughtfully, "You'd better not draw so fast."

"Huh? Why?"

Out of years of mutual understanding and trust, He Ji subconsciously slowed down the action of applying paint to the canvas, and noticed his props page, "Wait a minute, let me see what is flashing... eh? The diary has been updated."

"No wonder the reminder can be carried."

He looked at the diary in surprise, "Fortunately, I brought it with me, otherwise I would have missed this passage."

"What kind of plot is this, Biography of the Underworld?"

What is Bi Ya made a joke, and found that there seemed to be no one to support him, so he said awkwardly, "Look...what did you write?"

He Ji opened the end of the part he saw in the inn, and turned over the new content.

"I fell in love with a girl. She fulfilled all my fantasies about love, but I questioned whether I was worthy of her."

"She has a tall and handsome boyfriend. I also long to be that kind of person, and I could have been that kind of person..."

"I heard that she was bullied. Fortunately, the school helped her to uphold justice, and everyone comforted her. She should be able to come out of the shadow soon."

"It's not like a diary that a child would write."

He Ji wondered, "Isn't this about the story about Shui Bo's unhappiness...how did he know?"

Before he finished speaking, the diary trembled uncontrollably in his hands.The yellowed pages rattled automatically, and finally closed with a snap.

The office door closed silently.The four of them stood in the room, watching the furniture around them shake violently, and books and materials fell from the shelves with a crackle.

The weak cry of a girl sounded in the room.The voice of someone talking to himself came from the roof, and his tone almost collapsed.

"I saw her being bullied in the office... I should do something. But I couldn't move my whole body! I remembered the past again, and I was very scared. I just stood there and looked at her..."

"She saw me! I'll never forget the look in her eyes...I'm so cowardly, I hate myself for being like this!"

"Why is everyone scolding her? Even her boyfriend doesn't believe her. I want to explain, but no one listens to me!"

"If good things are always fragile, maybe they shouldn't exist in the first place."

"Of course, an ugly person like me has no value in existence."

"There is no value in existence..."

The tone gradually weakened until it disappeared and could no longer be heard.The office door opened a crack again.

"This seems to be two opposite plots."

Han Shibi scratched her head and said, "Which one do we believe?"

"When people are stimulated or hurt, and their emotions are strong and cannot be digested by themselves, they will seek various ways to self-regulate."

Wen Liangjiu said, "One of them is to refuse to face the facts, subconsciously modify one's memory to be more acceptable, and firmly believe in it."

"Huh? You mean we've all tampered with our memories?"

What is Bi Ya's expression is a bit unconvincing, "Isn't this a modern background...how can I start to feel fantasy."

"It's not like a pure, modern background."

Finally, Baili couldn't help but reminded, "Do you remember? I got that reminder."

"Seeing is believing, hearing is believing."

As he spoke, he saw his profile page light up, and without thinking about it, he released it in front of everyone.

It was still a recording, but judging by the tone and tone of the speech, it was a different person from last time.

"When I was young, at that time... Mimi was watching me at the door. I saw it and called its name loudly. But it didn't come in to accompany me, nor did it help me."

"I'm so angry. I deliberately forced it into a corner, deliberately frightened it, and wanted to see if it was as ugly as me when it trembled."

"I didn't intend to really kill it... But later, it ran too panicked and accidentally ran over to itself."

In the recording, at the beginning, I still force myself to narrate calmly.As he spoke, the voice gradually trembled, full of uneasiness and fear.

"Then...it became me. I was at the door, looking at her. She saw me and winked at me desperately."

"But I felt very scared, so I pretended I didn't know anything. I never thought of harming her with those people... I just, didn't do anything."

"By the time I mustered up the courage to explain, it was already too late."

There was a pause of several seconds in the narrative.Baili thought it was over, and when he stretched out his hand to swipe the operation interface, he was shocked by the last two sentences that suddenly sounded.

"I could have done something, but I didn't."

"Then I'm damned, too. Doc, don't you?"

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This short story will be finished soon, and there will probably be one or two chapters left.

There are also arrangements for tomorrow night, so I will come back later.The update will be delayed for two or three hours, it should still be around midnight.

*today's bow time*

The cute crab and crab threw a landmine~mua