Is this a land of nothingness?

I looked around, the desert is full of brown black sand, in addition, some strange-looking poplar trees.

My job is to find a skin.

The second generation of Cao Xuan and the rich do not know where.

The wind blew a little to my face.

Suddenly, I saw a small stone house in front of me.

I went to the stone house and knocked on the door.

“Anyone?”I shouted.

No one answered inside.

I tried to push the door of the stone house, but I didn’t expect to push it away all at once.

Inside were some very simple living utensils, and a stone bed.

There is no one.

Just as I was getting ready to go out, I found a half-studted book on the table.

A black pen holds on top of the book.

There are still dry ink stains on the pen, just like the owner has just left.

I couldn’t help but pick up the book and look it up."On November 5, 2001, to participate in the last mission of the pussy officer, it is regrettable that I was the last to find the skin.I was eliminated and stayed in this empty land forever, where there is no day and night, no yin and no yang, all the days are nothing and chaos.

. . .

This is the diary written by the participants who have participated in the pussy task!

That is to say, this participant lived here for eight years.November 6, 2001, the next day in the Land of Nothingness.It is hot during the day and becomes particularly cold at night, as if you want to freeze people into ice.I quickly met other people, and it turned out that there were other pussy missions here that failed.

People.These people come from different eras, and once you stay here, time stops and I don't get old."“November 8, 2001, the fourth day here.I thought I wouldn’t adapt to life here, but people’s adaptability is always quick.Those seniors told me that there was a street called the Hitchhiker Street, and there would be some vendors on the street.

People like us who stay here exchange and buy and sell goods.”“On November 10, 2001, I met a monster here for the first time, a monster called a virtual monster.They were huge, almost as tall as a building.Once they are touched by their tentacles, they become part of this monster.

Totally reduced to emptiness, and although we live here like the walking dead, we still know what fear is.Once there is no fear, that is the real demise.”“On December 11, 2001, several times, I was almost sucked by a false tentacles.I also gradually figured out the rules here, like the animal world, always adhere to the principle of weak meat and strong food, no longer legal constraints, all people.

They all become violent, and here, as long as you are strong enough, you can deal with and kill casually.But no one wants to kill anyone, because people here are scarce animals, and we are all a group of people who are afraid of loneliness.”"In January 2002, if I was still in the real world, and now I think I'm going home for the New Year, I don't know how my parents are, my sister has found a good family, I really miss my family."In the beginning, I wanted to participate in the pussy, because I thought.

Save the girl's soul.Now, to be honest, there is some regret.”“In September 2002, I became more and more numb, and yesterday I killed a man, a man who wanted to rob me of my supplies.But after killing someone, I didn’t feel anything at all.I'm scared, I have to record it, or I'm afraid.

I'll lose all feeling."

“In November 2002, I discovered a secret.Each time the pussy task is actually to find a person.It is not clear who this man is, and why he has to look for him.

“In February 2003, I started to be irritated, and I stayed here for two full years.I found that we are all victims of the pussy task.”

I trembled and continued to look, and the next diary record was some feeling.

For example, fear, such as nausea, such as uneasiness.

The owner of the diary was afraid that he would lose his senses.

Because he feels that if he loses his feelings, he will gradually forget that he is a person.

“In July 2005, in the fourth year of staying here, new people continued to join, and people became irritable, so every day new killings took place here, and newcomers did not know the rules and were most likely to be killed.”

The most recent post was recorded last month.

"In November 2018, I heard that person would be here."

Who does that person mean?

Just when I was in doubt, a knife came to my back.

“Who are you?”There was a loud and coarse voice behind me.

I turned my head and raised my hands, indicating that I was not malicious.

Behind him was a man with a beard almost covered with a face.

There was a smell in him that almost didn’t make me spit it out.

“Are you the owner of this house?”I asked.

The man did not answer my question, just asked, “Who are you?”

"My name is Chen Qi, I have no ill will, I am a candidate for the pseudium, and I am here to look for human skin."I said in silence.

Hearing that I was a candidate for the inferno, the big man jerked his body, and then the knife was put down.

"I am the owner of this stone house and the owner of this diary, and eight years ago I was also a candidate for the infirm."The big man said dumbly.

“Where is the skin?”I quickly asked.

The man let out a dull laugh.

"The position of the human skin is not fixed."

I am somewhat disappointed.

“Who is the person in your diary?”

The man looked at me for a moment, and since his eyes were almost hidden under the thick hair, I could not see his eyes.

“That person, that is the reason for the pseudgyol mission, is the person who will be looking for every pseguan mission, and I have heard others say that this person has recently appeared here.”

“Why is the pussy trying to find this guy?”I asked confusedly.

The man laughed eccentrically, "I heard that this man is a wicked, unsurvivable being, he will bring doom and darkness, and the end of the world, so the pussy mission wants to get rid of him."

I buzzed my head.

This guy wouldn’t be me, right?

As early as in those virtual worlds, I felt that something was wrong.

Those virtual characters are constantly reminding me that this is a trap.

It’s against my trap.

The man suddenly laughed strangely, "You know, this time, people here are also told a task, a task that belongs to us."

I asked, “What task?”The man’s knife swung to my throat.