Push the ghost talker back

The subway continues to run and will soon arrive at the terminal.

"C105 classroom is about to arrive ahead, please bring all your belongings and prepare to get off."

Swipe, everyone else stood up at once, only Lu Mingran sat there motionless.Cheng Yungui originally wanted to stand up, but when he saw that his friend was not moving, he sat down and asked quietly:

"What's the matter, this is?"

"On this train, people can only get on, not get off."

Just as Lu Mingran finished speaking, the radio suddenly changed its voice, this time it was a shrill female voice, and the content of the broadcast also changed:

"Welcome to take this train, the terminal station: lucid dream."

At this time, the door had already opened, and the person who had already stepped out was taken aback when he heard this, and then let out a scream.

The companions who stayed at the door watched helplessly as two men in uniform dragged him away and threw him into the opposite carriage.And that subway ride, it was blood red.

All of a sudden, the people at the door retreated in unison, and no one dared to take a step outside.Lu Mingran sat indifferently, without even looking at it, while Cheng Yungui turned his head away, and saw the girl recruited by the previous club again.

Everyone must hate this girl very much in their hearts, after all, she created everything by herself, but no one dared to approach her, let alone talk to her.The girl brought a few young students over. Those people had their eyes closed and followed the girl like zombies.

As if she didn't see the original people in the carriage, she took the newcomers to another place and sat down, staring straight ahead.

These people from before just stood there, looking at them.

The car door closed again, and the station announced: "Next stop, Happy House."

Happy House is the name of Cheng Yungui's villa where they lived.

Lu Mingran's scalp is numb: Villa, another villa.

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This time the girl seemed to be giving off to other villas, and no one followed at the stop of the Happy House.And as soon as they got out of the subway station, they saw the stairs going down, and when they walked down the stairs, they would be the public area on the first floor of the Happy House - the lobby.

It seemed to be winter at this moment, and the logs in the fireplace were crackling.The young people who had just experienced ecstasy and then fear and disappointment sat on the sofa one by one with their heads drooped.

Lu Mingran paid attention before coming down, and found that there was already an older man sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed and drinking coffee.

"Senior Xiaotao." The system information was quickly entered.

In fact, there have always been rumors of freshmen disappearing without reason in this university, but the last time a freshman disappeared was ten years ago.

When Cheng Yungui and the others first arrived here, Xiaotao was sitting on the sofa. He looked at these new faces and asked about the time, and said with emotion:

"It's been ten years, and I'm the only one left alive."

"Welcome to the Happy Family."

At this moment, senior Xiaotao looked at these people and counted in his heart, one, two, three... eight people went there this time, and five came back.

"Is it so difficult?" Xiao Tao asked suspiciously, "There is a newcomer who can't even control his consciousness. It's not surprising that he died, but it's too unreasonable to lose three at once."

"One died at the subway station."

It was Cheng Yungui who spoke, he was used to death.He sat down diagonally across from Xiaotao, picked up a can of soda, and handed a can to Lu Mingran beside him.

"When will these days end..."

Finally, some girls couldn't bear it and sobbed softly.At this time, Xiaotao started to have a headache, and shook the brass bell beside him: "301."

The housekeeper of room 301 came out in response, and forcibly helped the girl back to the room to rest, and the door was shut behind the sound of sobbing.

When the surrounding area quieted down, Xiaotao scrolled through the newspaper he was reading:

"There is no new news. But it's best for everyone not to relax recently, and practice lucid dreaming frequently, otherwise it will be miserable next time if you get confused in your dream."

The newspaper in Xiaotao's hand is a newspaper that is common in this world, and tasks and information will be published on it.

Each villa will elect an old man to be responsible for receiving newspapers and analyzing intelligence. They have experienced a lot, and the interval between tasks will be longer as they get to the end, which is relatively leisurely.

But leisure is only on the surface, and the difficulty of the tasks they have to face is more variable.

After what happened at the subway station, everyone was very depressed, and after chatting for a while, they went back to their rooms.Lu Mingran followed Cheng Yungui and wanted to leave.

But Xiaotao grabbed Cheng Yungui's wrist:

"You stay here."

Lu Mingran looked at Cheng Yungui, then at Xiaotao, knowing that they had something to talk about and what they wanted to talk about, so they walked away.

"What's the matter, you are so mysterious."

Cheng Yungui smiled and sat down, but Xiaotao's expression was not at all relaxed:

"There were so many people there just now, there are some things I can't tell you."

"Yungui, you know, in fact, your strength is already far above those of us, including me."

Xiao Tao looked at him with mixed emotions: "You are cheating to some extent when you do tasks with us, because you occasionally protect others."

Cheng Yungui frowned, he had a bad feeling.

"So the system made adjustments. It just so happened that a person died recently on Lone Wolf Heart. The dungeon for their next game is very difficult. The number of people required is seven, and there is still one..."

Cheng Yungui knew it, and he was asked to make up the numbers.

It’s just that if it’s another villa, it’s fine. Lone Wolf Heart, this is a bunch of lunatics, or cold-blooded animals who can sacrifice their teammates for team battles without blinking an eye.Cheng Yungui was completely unfamiliar with them, and if something happened along the way, he would be the first to be abandoned.

Lone Wolf Heart is a nightmare existence in this world.

Cheng Yungui took the newspaper and looked through it himself, because this is a big rule-changing behavior, and this is the headline on the front page, which occupies two sides.

The back two sides are a communication platform similar to a forum. Players can use their own blood to write in the input box, and the newspaper will update the chat content in real time. The interface is the same as the public screen in online games.

"The refresh rate is actually quite slow now." Xiao Tao smiled wryly.

slow?At this moment, the refreshing speed has already dazzled Cheng Yungui, and some people lamented, "I still want to chat and eat melons, but my blood is almost drained."

"Hey, upstairs, so why are you talking nonsense, don't you waste blood?"

Everyone was discussing this matter, and even started to gamble, buying and leaving, betting on whether Cheng Yungui would come back alive.

"Be mentally prepared."

Xiao Tao patted Cheng Yungui on the shoulder.But just as he finished speaking, the stove went out.

...New newspapers come too fast.

The headline this time was: Heart of the Lone Wolf's next game has been exceptionally increased to eight, allowing Cheng Yungui to bring a teammate of his choice.

Then there is no need to hesitate.

Xiaotao looked at Cheng Yungui.

The only person he can trust is Lu Mingran.

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Lu Mingran's room is in 402. After entering, he was startled by the post-it notes all over the wall.

This is a way to practice lucid dreaming, reminding yourself to stay awake all the time.A yellow post-it note stuck to the back of the door reads:

Lord, you will take my hand tenderly and make my eyes clear in my dreams.

Lu Mingran opened the chair and sat down, before his buttocks warmed up, he heard a knock on the door.

He knew that this was Cheng Yun's return.After explaining his purpose, Cheng Yungui said to him:

"I will try my best to protect you, so this time I will lend you props. The stick of death, the hammer of murderous plasma, and the garden hammer that makes roses tremble. You can take whatever you want when doing tasks."

The corner of Lu Mingran's mouth twitched.

These are all fancy names, first of all, this one is already very fantasy, no way!

Lu Mingran smiled and said:

"I took a Japanese class before, and the Japanese teacher said that it takes time for Japanese people to speak, because one word needs to speak several syllables."

Cheng Yungui looked at him in confusion.

"So, Yungui..."

Lu Mingran sincerely suggested:

"It takes time to talk more when facing ghosts. Isn't it good to just say that when the time comes?"

"Hey man, there's a ghost here! Lend me your club, hammer, hammer!"

The author has something to say: It seems that there are still a thousand words, let’s read the sideburns first.