The countdown and the matchmaker holding the baton gave me a very bad presentiment.

If this is what I understand, that thing will be released after a year, and find a new victim.

I don’t feel cold in my heart.

Such invincible things, every year to find a victim, will not be found.Coupled with the fact that people like the one who were killed by the “gamer” like the one, how many have been killed?

I looked at the ghost of the sluggish Wang Yijun, and my heart still had sympathy for her.But she will stay, and may let the killing game continue.

I took a deep breath and tried to tell myself that it was the right thing to do, and Wang Yijun had become a ghost.I will stop at Wang Yijun’s body and allow myself to accept this reality.My hand went to the ghost of Wang Yijun.

In the moment of touching Wang Yijun's neck, I felt the bone-chilling cold, like the cold that Wang Yijun felt in Atuo before.My heart jumped, subconsciously a little loose, the cold but like the beast that found the prey, suddenly straight to my brain door.

I suddenly jumped up, saw the scene swirling around, heard a loud noise, only to find myself falling on the floor.

The arm and shoulder hit the ground with some pain, but it is not like the chill of the needle.

Isn’t that a year’s worth of rest?Can you still move?

I had some thriller, confirmed my body, no lack of arms and broken legs, nothing coming out of my head, and there were no strange words in the field of vision.Is it okay or is it “temporarily”?

My heart jumped straight.

After arriving at the office, my heart rate had not yet calmed down.

The skinny man was startled when he saw me, “Qi Ge, are you okay?”

“Did you dream of the king?”The fat man asked, hushing, “I saw the morning news.”It all froze.”

I nodded stiffly, just as Chen Xiaoqiu and Guo Yujie arrived, I told them about last night's dream.

The skinny son was very surprised and asked stammered: "Aren't those authors on the Internet all bullshit?"Is there such a thing as a system?”

“It could be God.”The fat man said exactly.

“Could you be right?”Guo Yujie was angry with the two of them.

“We are serious.Who is the originator of the system text?Maybe he really did happen to this!”The skinny face found the expression of the new continent.

The fat man explained: "Gumu said that God is not normal now, but there is still a normal system program to maintain the operation of our big world, and it is not surprising that there is another god and another system."

“Isn’t that going to be with a heaven-like existence... what does it do to kill like this?”Guo Yujie did not understand, "Wang Yijun is not those strange people."She's an ordinary little girl."

“Perhaps it will be a recompense after the reincarnation?”The fat man continued to reason.

Chen Xiaoqiu looked at me, “Did you kill Wang Yijun’s ghost?”

My story to them stopped at a one-year countdown and matchmaker.

“No.I was trying to do it...” I said hesitantly, “When my hand touched it, I felt the cold... that thing...”

The skinny and fat were not joking.

“Isn’t that right, Chico?”

“Qiji, are you okay?”

"I don't know."I laughed and rubbed the corner.

I am now regretting it.What superhero?Who knows who will find that in a year?Coincidentally, have you met my family and friends?How many people die every day?

At the time, I never thought there would be such a danger.A year countdown, does not represent a year of stop operation?That thing is so powerful, running once, it takes a long recovery time, isn't that a normal idea?I missed the opportunity because I hesitated and missed the opportunity, and I don’t want to miss it again this time.Who knows...

This time I didn’t mean too hesitant, because I was too imprudent and made a mistake again.

“Do you feel the cold and wake up?”Chen Xiaoqiu asked calmly.

“Hmm.”

“Did you see the countdown in Wang Yijun’s vision before you woke up?”

I snuggled, and after remembering it, I must have nodded, "The countdown is still going."

"Maybe it's just warning you that it's not going to transfer to you, to prevent you from doing the damage."Chen Xiaoqiu analyzed.

I said, “That’s right...”

Chen Xiaoqiu's reasoning is very reasonable, but also an optimistic view.Although I still have some deep concerns, I still accept her statement.

However, because there are still some concerns in my heart, I am absent from this day.The skinny and fat people are considerate of me, and today's work is all shared by them.

When I got home at night, I didn’t dare let my parents and sister see what was wrong with me and try to cover it up.

The news just played to Wang Yijun's affairs, of course, the topic is not a spiritual event, is the psychological problem of high school students.Wang Yijun was originally a party to the sudden death before the incident, the media are very interested in this topic, explore the education system, explore the college entrance examination reform, so year after year, and enjoy it.Who says there are new students every year, new high school students?

When I went to bed this night, I was a little nervous, afraid to sleep until midnight, and suddenly heard that kind of boot music.But I, like last night, when my head rested on my pillow, fell asleep.

The boot music did sound, and I saw the laing picture, but my mood was still relaxed.I am clearly in my dream now.

Is it a dream about the king?

I thought, separated from the possessed person, and saw a strange face.The bedroom I'm in right now is also strange, but a little familiar, because there are a lot of games-related things, in addition, there are some recording equipment.Unlike Wang Yijun's room, those games are not limited to horror games.

The young man who was lying in bed woke up and behaved differently than Wang Yijun.He opened his eyes, eyes without a focal length.

I found that his vision had not been restored, that what he saw was not a bedroom, but still a laing, and that the progress bar was much longer than what Wang Yijun had seen twice.I discerned and saw the translucent “in program installation” in his dark field of vision.

Is this the first time this has happened?

I looked at the young man who was still lying in bed.He blinked a few times, blinked a few times, and waved his hand in front of him.But what he could see was still that strange interface.

The progress bar is finally over.

I am a spectator this time, and I feel differently than I did before.

As the progress bar moves, the surrounding environment is changing.It felt subtle, but I did feel the change in it, and even saw a yellowed book on the young man’s bedside, which said the word “Ado.”

The progress bar in the young man's vision finally came to the end, replaced by a clear handwriting of "successful installation", when the handwriting faded, he could see things normally, and the four words of "high energy in front" with great blood and redness occupied all his vision.Two seconds later, those words disappeared.

I could see, and I could feel, that this young man was in a state of embarrassment.

Anyone who suddenly encounters this situation, not too nervous, or over-brainwashed by an online novel, will have such a reaction, rather than thinking "Haha, I am the selected teenager."

I don't know what happened to Wang Yijun for the first time, but now there is no time to wait for this young man to adapt.

What a chore...

The footsteps sounded outside the door.