Looking at Hai Ming ignoring her, Liao Moran became even angrier, pointing at him and scolding, "Nonsense! Have you lost your memory? All three of us had our shadows stripped away in that dark room, and Tail even got injured!"

But Hai Ming still ignored her. Instead, he groped around on the ground for a while, then collapsed, sitting down. "Gone! It's gone, gone... gone! Gone! Gone!! I have no shadow!! What have I become!"

Hai Ming cried anxiously, tears streaming down his face.

Liao Moran was stunned for a moment, then fell silent for a while before patting him on the shoulder. "Don't cry, we don't have shadows either. But Captain Ye is helping us find our shadows, he will definitely bring them back!"

"What do you know?!"

*Slap!* Hai Ming directly slapped Liao Moran's hand away!

The force was so great that the back of Liao Moran's hand was a little red and swollen. Anger surged up instantly, and she began to curse loudly.

Tail frowned, feeling something was strange.

Wasn't the loss of their shadows something he already knew before logging off? Why such a big reaction?

Seeing Liao Moran cursing more and more vigorously, and Hai Ming's eyes becoming increasingly sinister and cold, Tail quickly stood up and said, "Alright, alright, you two should take a step back..."

*Crack!*

Liao Moran, who was in the middle of cursing, suddenly had her arm twisted backwards in an unnatural one hundred and eighty degrees, directly bent behind her.

A moment of pause on the scene.

The next moment...

"Aaaaaaaah!!!"

A shrill scream echoed throughout the space.

Before Tail and Hai Ming could react... *Crack!*

Liao Moran's head suddenly rotated one hundred and eighty degrees, her head facing Tail, who was behind her. Her terrified eyes and wide open mouth became her last expression in life.

*Thump.*

Liao Moran, her neck twisted, fell to the ground.

But... this was not the end.

*Crack! Crack! Crack!*

Her corpse was still rotating, twisting, and folding!

Her original height of about one meter sixty-five was now folded in half, becoming a rectangular volume with only her chest remaining. All other organs, arms, long legs, and head were folded onto her chest, like neatly folded clothes!

It was just that the blood slowly oozing from the folded corpse, and Liao Moran's last terrified expression, stared at the two still alive like a death glare.

"Ah... ah... ahhhh! Ahhhhhhhhh!!!"

Hai Ming screamed, hugging his head.

He was trembling all over, more violently than ever before.

Because his life was very likely to end here!

There was only one thing on his mind right now.

That was why he played this game, why he played this trash game!!

He was going to die... he was going to die!!

Suddenly, as if sensing something, Hai Ming's trembling body paused inexplicably.

Like a bucket of cold water poured from head to toe, Hai Ming felt a chill all over his body.

He raised his head, looked at Tail who was also looking at him, and showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Tail, I, I don't want to die..."

*Bang!!*

Almost the instant the words fell, Hai Ming's head exploded!

Blood splattered on Tail's face, and Hai Ming's body fell to the ground.

Tail trembled, wiped the blood from his face, took a deep breath, and forcibly calmed down, constantly muttering to himself, self-hypnotizing.

"This is just a game, this is just a game, this is just a game..."

But for some reason, at this moment, the last desperate smiling face of Hai Ming before his death always echoed in her mind.

It was clearly just a game, why... was he so afraid?

It was as if... if he died in the game, he would die in reality as well.

"That's not possible, right... it shouldn't be..."

*Tap tap tap!*

And just then, in the darkness ahead, footsteps sounded, and a dark figure could vaguely be seen approaching.

…

"Aaaaaaaah!!"

Hai Ming screamed out loud! As if using all his strength.

And what echoed in his ears was the sound of violent impacts: *thump thump thump!*

Where... where is this?

Slowly opening his eyes, the glaring light made him a little uncomfortable.

Squinting his eyes to take a closer look, what came into view was a familiar ceiling.

This is... my room?

I... didn't die?

Perhaps because the stimulation was too great, Hai Ming's thoughts became sluggish.

It wasn't until his eyes adjusted to the light and he got out of bed that he gradually regained a sense of reality.

I, I didn't die! I really didn't die!!

His body was trembling, trembling with excitement, the excitement of escaping death made his whole spirit agitated.

*Thump! Thump! Thump!!*

The sound of impact that had just echoed in his ears appeared again.

It was his room door being hit by something.

Just as Hai Ming was about to open the door...

*Bang!!*

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An axe directly broke through the door, cutting out a gap.

Hai Ming shuddered, startled, and subconsciously took a step back.

Immediately afterwards, a face appeared at the gap in the door, as if saying: Let me see!

After a closer look, it was actually his dad's stubbled face!

"Hai Ming! Hai Ming, are you okay!"

Seeing Hai Ming, Hai Ming's father shouted excitedly, then retracted his face slightly, reached into the gap with his hand, and opened the door.

Dad rushed in and hugged Hai Ming first, followed by Mom's embrace and sobbing.

"You scared me to death, scared me to death. You snatched the game watch and hid in the room, then suddenly started screaming, scared me to death, scared me to death."

The family of three hugged each other, and Hai Ming felt a wonderful sense of security.

The game, might as well not play it!

Just as Hai Ming thought of this, he suddenly felt a little itchy and painful in his head.

This feeling had an indescribable sense of familiarity.

It was as if, it was as if... the feeling he had just before dying in the game!

Almost as soon as Hai Ming thought of this, his pupils suddenly contracted...

*Bang!!*

His head exploded.

Blood stained the room red.

His old parents, still immersed in joy, stared blankly at the headless corpse falling to the ground.

They slowly opened their mouths and made a sound.

"Ah... ahhh! Ahhhhh!! Ahhhhhhh!!!"

The shrill, painful cries spread outwards through the open window of the room.

And on the roof of this tall building, stood two people, ignoring the shouts from downstairs.

One had long flowing hair and wore ancient clothes.

One was smoking a cigarette, with a deep look on his face.

"Another one died." The smoking man exhaled a smoke ring.

"What can we do? We have already come as quickly as possible to repair the loopholes." The man in ancient costume looked into the distance, his voice ethereal.

The smoking man flicked off the ashes: "It won't be able to be concealed."

"Even if it can't be concealed, we still have to conceal it. The more people who know the truth, the faster the Guidu online rises. The less preparation time we have left."

The smoking man glanced at his companion: "You sound more and more like the people above. Was the requested Guiwu approved last time?"

"Yes, it will be available in the next two days."

"Humph! I don't want to hold so many of these things. You already don't cry, can't eat, and even had your heart replaced with an artificial machine to live. You're so miserable, and you still want to apply for a new Guiwu? That's just courting death."

"The great calamity is approaching, no one can escape. I'd rather do something wrong than do nothing at all."

"...Madman."