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"Is this a living person or a dead person?" Pure Hei approached the wheelchair cautiously.

In the cramped aisle, a bare-chested bald head sat slumped on his seat. His skinny body could tell what kind of suffering he had suffered here.

The surrounding walls have turned yellow, and there is a large pool of wet water stains on the ground, and the blood that has not been cleaned can be faintly seen.

Just getting closer, the bald head like dry wood twitched slightly,

"Ah!!!—" Pure Hei took a big step back, he was really going to be mentally broken by this place.

There are no windows here, and the light in the corridor is weak and dim yellow, against the dry, bald, malnourished skin, and his twitching from time to time.

When he got close, he could still hear the man in the wheelchair breathing heavily, short and heavy.

The end of this narrow corridor was blocked by sundries and wooden boards, and there was a room with lights at the end, which was also the only road at the end of the corridor.

His mood changed from fear to irritability. Looking at the room not far away, he became restless and desperate again.

Leaning against the wall, trying not to touch the bald man in the wheelchair, he held his breath and walked forward, for fear of waking him up.

The room in front of him didn't have a door. As soon as he stood at the door, he saw two bald men staring straight at the TV.

The pure black toes and fists were clenched at the same time at this moment. He had never seen such a horrifying scene. The two bald heads sitting on the sofa did not even turn their heads to look at the pure black on their left side. They kept staring at it. The TV screen in front of me.

Chun Hei took a breath of cold air, and he followed the eyes of the two of them.

White snowflakes flashed on the TV screen, and there was nothing on the screen. There was a large pool of blood splashed on the tilted screen, like a heat wave flying out after someone cut his throat.

And the two bald heads on the sofa just kept staring at the screen, motionless.

"CNM! Falk!" Chun Hei couldn't help swearing. By now, he fully understood what a neuropathy is.

'I'll do it! Goosebumps are up. '

'I'd rather they come chasing me and beating me, what's going on with this tm looking at a pool of splattered blood motionlessly! '

‘Did the old thief really have no mental problems when he made this game? '

'The young master has stayed motionless at the door... You must have been frightened...'

'Barrage body protection, barrage body protection! '

'I need dense, I need dense barrage! '

...

"Ahem..." When breathing again, Chun Hei couldn't help coughing twice.

In the next second, the cough turned into a muffled grunt, because he covered his mouth immediately.

Fortunately, his cough did not attract the attention of the two people in front.

"I just remembered something. Fortunately, I didn't play the holographic mode." After the pure black took a breath in fear.

"I don't know if those who play the holographic mode collected sounds here will make these people turn back."

He remembered that the old thief added a sound collection function to the game console,

In the beginning, people just used this function to increase the difficulty of the game for themselves in hunting games.

But now, everyone suddenly remembered that if this function is involuntarily turned off, it will always be turned on.

Mainly because of the previous soul games, even with the blessing of this function, it will not affect my game experience.

The fans present couldn't help gasping after hearing Chun Hei's words. There are some things that really shouldn't be overthought.

Ye Feng did make some small changes to the game. For example, when playing in holographic mode, the size of the player's speaking and breathing sounds will attract the monster's attention.

He increases the difficulty of some games.

But some positions are not changed.

Now Yinzi's game has progressed to this point. In order to alleviate the terrifying atmosphere, he is talking loudly to the barrage, trying to mediate the discomfort in his heart.

He was also frightened by this weird combination.

He was a little bolder than Pure Hei, and took two steps forward. He found that there was another person crouching in the corner of the sofa with his knees hugged, in the blind corner of his sight.

"To be honest, I wasn't afraid when that fat man grabbed me by talking in my ear."

"Why, seeing these three things now, I'm really terrified." Yinzi had already walked in front of one of them, and the man opened his eyes, staring at the blood-splattered screen.

"Ma De, mental illness!" Standing in front of several people, Yin Zi could not help but curse.

Because the three of them just looked at the blood-splattered screen and ignored him at all.

In the holographic mode, he even felt the peaceful breathing of the three people.

In the holographic mode, there is a small menu bar in the upper right corner of the field of view, where anchors can view relevant data, as well as the information light curtain emitted by the barrage.

'Boss! ! Your game microphone is not turned off! '

‘What the old thief does is really, more or less a little less human. '

‘I used to think that this function is amazing, when hunting, the prey can perceive your true state. '

‘It’s numb, it’s really numb! '

...

"What's the matter if I don't turn off the game microphone?" Yinzi didn't react at the first moment, until he turned his head and saw the three neither human nor ghost.

He thought of the impact of sound collection on the content of the game, and remembered that he seemed to be cursing crazy in front of these three things just now.

Silence, dead stillness, and a belated chill rising from the soles of your feet.

This time, he just shut up.

What made his scalp tingle the most was that no matter whether he walked in front of them, or talked and cursed in front of them, he didn't let these three focus their eyes and vision on him.

"Grass..." He didn't turn off the sound collection function, because since he wanted to experience horror games, he definitely wanted a better experience.

He shut up, and the live broadcast room became quiet, except for the short-term rapid breathing, it was the sound of characters walking in the game, and the sound of clothes rubbing against each other.

At the back of the room was a door that was boarded up, and under the board there was a gap that could be drilled through.

Yinzi quickly passed by, and only then did he feel that the oppressive atmosphere became much more relaxed.

He looked around and saw the man in the wheelchair again.

"Grass!" He cursed softly, this time, he really felt the echo of his own words in the corridor.

He thought it was the echo of voices in the room until he realized the game mic was off.

After realizing that the game's sound collection system hadn't been turned off, he glanced behind him in horror. The three psychopaths were still not attracted by his voice.

The wheelchair person on the right didn't move either.

"Made, I'm really sick!"

Here, Yinzi feels that she is the psychopath.