In the classroom of Year Two Class B.
This classroom was as warm and familiar as Xia Xiaojing remembered. The windowsill was decorated with potted plants. There were more than 30 seats in the entire classroom.
All the players were interweaving with the students in the other dreams.
At this moment, the players were chatting with the NPC students in the dream. At first, they thought that they were purely virtual characters, but later they realized that these students actually had distinct personalities, just like real people. When they joked, they would laugh loudly, and when they were angry, they would get angry.
Not only that, but they also had their own memories, their own lives, and their own past.
If they didn't know that this was a dream, everyone would feel like they were in another parallel world.
In fact, what was the difference between a dream and reality?
Just as Xia Xiaojing was deep in thought.
A petite girl approached her and stared at her nervously.
"Hmm?"
Xia Xiaojing raised her head and looked at the high school girl.
"Hello?" She said tentatively, tilting her head and carefully glancing at Xia Xiaojing."Are you a player? My name is He Meng."
"It's a player, Xia Xiaojing."
Xia Xiaojing smiled and nodded. Looking at the cute little girl in front of her, she suddenly had the desire to protect her.
"Um, will we really be fine?”
"Don't worry. I'll find a way to bring you out. I've been following this game for a long time, and I know some clues.”
"Really?"
He Meng looked at the girl in front of her and said.
Although Xia Xiaojing looked younger than her, she had a sense of maturity.
She was as reliable as a big sister.
"Who exactly are you?"
"Female detective."
"Eh? Really? I thought there were no detectives in the Dragon Country. That sounds so cool!”
He Meng revealed a surprised look, but it was quickly followed by a look of admiration.
"Haha, I'm not sure. Yes, but it was a fringe profession. Basically, there were people in the first-tier cities of the Dragon Country, but most of them were on the Internet, using their signboards to deceive people.”
"What does a detective usually do?”
"Ah, this, detectives usually take the trouble to do things that police officers are unwilling to do, or some of the more difficult things."
Xia Xiaojing couldn't possibly say that she usually only had extramarital affairs evidence collection, mistress separation, and other services, right?
Although she would occasionally do some business to recover debts and crack down on business fraud, these were not her favorite things.
But in fact, Xia Xiaojing was currently working in a Supernatural Investigation Bureau. The organization was secretly supported by the country, so the actions of Xia Xiaojing and her colleagues usually had the full cooperation of the police.
"The detectives must be very smart!”
"Yes, I am. However, the assistants of detectives were different. Some of them were veterans who were responsible for solving problems. Some of them were smarter and were responsible for collecting information and analyzing difficult problems. But no matter what, the detective industry was also divided into levels. Many of the third-rate detectives were actually liars.”
Xia Xiaojing seemed to be explaining to He Meng about her work-related matters.
But then she asked,"What about you? He Meng, what do you do?"
"Me? I'm not as good as you, Sister Xia. I'm just a mediocre female singer. Sigh, I've encountered some unhappy things in my life and work. Perhaps it's a small matter in your eyes, but it's blown up by my willfulness. I was going to apologize the next day, but someone sent me a link to this nightmare game. I clicked on it and signed up.”
"Is that so?"
Xia Xiaojing frowned and said,"But who is so wicked to send you a web page of this horror game?"”
"I don't know either. It's just that a stranger suddenly added me as a friend.”
"Maybe it's a prank?"
"Perhaps."
Xia Xiaojing's suspicious personality as a detective made her feel a little strange, but this was also a matter in reality. She could not do anything in the dream.
"By the way, Sister Xia, did you find any clues about this game?”
"Yes."
This was because the setting of this game was Xia Xiaojing's old high school alma mater.
She didn't understand why it was arranged like this. What did it have to do with her?
At this moment, she remembered the high school student she had met not long ago, Luo Ji.
Hence, Xia Xiaojing had a bold idea.
Thus, she had to find Luo Ji again.
......
"Dong dong dong-"
Outside the dim room, there were knocks on the door.
"Sir, your takeout!"
In the dark room filled with fog, Luo Ji slowly opened his eyes.
He looked outside with a strange gaze and revealed a cold expression.
As the black fog in the room surged, Luo Ji quickly put on his clothes and disguised himself as a man wearing a mask and hood. At this moment, he slowly opened the door.
"Hello,"
Luo Ji played the recording that he had prepared, and it felt like he was speaking.
"Sir, your takeout."
The man who looked like a delivery boy stared at Luo Ji and asked tentatively,""Are you the only one living here?"
Luo Ji nodded and played the recording.""You've got the wrong person."
"Eh? Isn't this your takeout?"
Hearing this, Luo Ji shook his head.
"Ah, I'm so sorry. I was in the wrong room. Sorry to disturb you.”
When the delivery man said this, he quickly apologized and smiled apologetically.
Then, under the other party's gaze, Luo Ji slowly closed the door. In the room, he raised his head, revealing the face of a humanoid black fog.
On the other side.
Behind the door, the deliveryman's smile gradually disappeared.
He then picked up the walkie-talkie under his collar and said,"Report, we have confirmed that there is only one man in the house. We did not find any suspicious facilities.”
"Continue searching." An anxious voice came from the earpiece.
"Understood."
Then, the delivery man walked to the next room and began to ask about the situation inside one by one.
On the other hand, Luo Ji tilted his head slightly to listen to the situation outside. A red light lit up in his eyes.
He didn't expect to be found so quickly.
It was much faster than he had imagined.
But it was useless.
Mortals could not fight against nightmares.
Luo Ji would make everyone here fall into an eternal nightmare.
He thought about it.
From his sleeve, the pitch-black Hand of Mist kept leaking out black mist.
As the thick fog rose, the entire night sky outside seemed to become darker. Black clouds were slowly moving above the city.
Soon.
Wait for another day.
The nightmare would spread to the entire city, and millions of people would fall into the nightmare on the same night!
......
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