My Iyashikei Game Chapter 296: Butterfly trapped by Huang Ying

Without consciousness, time seemed to be infinitely slowed down. Han Fei could clearly see his body moving away, and he saw a hand grabbing his leg.

The fingertips passed, and the soul seemed to be frozen, Han Fei looked down, but saw nothing.

Opening his eyes, Han Fei took off the game helmet and opened the game compartment.

His pupils are still beating restlessly, and it has been a long time unable to calm down.

"Exiting the game can't stop that thing, I almost failed to quit."

The game warehouse is adjusting Han Fei's body all the time. He didn't feel any abnormalities and his mental state was also very good.

But when he was about to step out of the game cabin, he fell to the ground.

Han Fei stared at his left leg in disbelief, and his calf went down completely unconscious.

"The unspeakable ghost, the left leg was rubbed by the finger!"

Staring at his left leg for a long time, Han Fei rested for a while before his left leg finally returned to normal. But this time, he was really scared.

"Just being touched, my consciousness cannot perceive the left leg. Based on this situation, it may be speculated that I may die in the game. In reality, I ** should not die, but there is a high probability that I will lose all consciousness and change Become a vegetative."

The joy of reaching the twelfth level was diluted, and the singing taught Han Fei a good lesson. It allowed Han Fei, who had slowly adapted to the deep world, to re-experience the feeling of being dominated by death and despair.

"The water in the deep world is too deep, as powerful as Xiaoba, and can only hide in the happy community. I still need to be more cautious."

After purchasing a game warehouse, Han Fei wanted to hurry up to practice leveling, but he encountered singing again.

Han Fei now wants to understand that the game "Perfect Life" is fundamentally different from other games on the market. Other games are human-playing games, while "Perfect Life" is NPC player.

Only by being cautious and humble at all times can we have more chances of survival.

Sitting on the bed, Han Fei is not sleepy at all. The Deep Space Technology’s game compartment is indeed effective. When the consciousness is immersed in the game, the body is fully relaxed and recuperated.

"Playing games is equivalent to sleeping. I have a little more time in my day." What Han Fei lacks most now is time. He looked at the sky outside the window that was not fully lit, turned on the computer, and started searching for dead buildings. Murder information related to singing.

I found the sun to rise, Han Fei didn’t find anything. There are many places in the world called dead buildings, but they are not in Xinhu, and they are completely different from the buildings Han Fei was looking for. Most of them are It can only be seen as a story.

"This kind of blind search is too inefficient, so let the relevant people help faster." Han Fei dialed Huang Ying's phone, hoping that the other party could help contact Feng Ziyu.

Feng Ziyu is a colleague of the mad tester and one of the witnesses of that incident. He has been searching for information about the dead building over the years.

The phone rang and was connected by Huang Ying. He seemed to have set a special reminder for Han Fei to call.

"Brother Huang, did you have nightmares again last night?" Han Fei was still very concerned about Huang Ying. After he finished asking, Huang Ying said it after a long time.

"It's still that dream..." Huang Ying's state is very strange. Normal people are entangled with butterflies, and most of them will be mentally deranged and collapse, such as the spider's chef personality.

Even if you can barely bear it, you will become nervous and doubt everything, until finally you drive yourself crazy.

However, Huang Ying's performance was very calm. Not only was there no fear or panic, but there seemed to be aftertaste in his words.

"Do you need me to go there? I suggest you live in the police station recently." Han Fei really didn't want Huang Ying to have any accidents.

"I don't know how to describe it to you. In my dream, I seem to have lived a different kind of life. In my dream, my mother did not leave me. She was with me..." Huang Ying said here, suddenly Did not go on.

"And then?" Han Fei knew that butterflies would not be so kind.

"Then she tried to kill me in various ways in her dream."

Hearing Huang Ying's words, Han Fei took a breath, and Butterfly became Huang Ying's favorite and most respected person, and in this way tore up Huang Ying's inner memory.

He was very worried, and immediately connected Huang Ying's video.

Han Fei looked at Huang Ying, who was wearing pajamas on the phone screen, like a big boy. Han Fei couldn't figure it out. He didn't see any signs of mental breakdown in Huang Ying.

"Really don't worry, I'm fine." Huang Ying hasn't changed anything from usual except that he hasn't shaved for a long time and looks a little sloppy.

"Aren’t you in pain? You were killed by the person you most respected, and your good memories were distorted. Didn’t you feel desperate? Brother Huang, tell me your true feelings so that the police and I can help you "Han Feiyu said earnestly.

"Really feeling?" Huang Ying thought for a while: "In fact, the thing that happened when I was a child has always been my nightmare. It is the scene in my heart that I don't want to think about. What I hope most is that my mother can do well. Live, instead of losing her life to save me, she is the best person in this world."

Huang Ying and Han Fei had a fateful friendship, and they were both the only friends of each other. Huang Ying had no reservations, and said everything in his heart.

"My father also disliked me for a long time. He may not want to see me when he sent me abroad."

"To be honest, I have lived for thirty years, and I still haven't forgotten that memory. I just learned how to prevent others from seeing my sadness."

"I have always felt guilty for my mother in my heart. I killed her. I wanted to make amends, but there was no way... Until recently I started to have this nightmare."

"When I saw my mother standing on the shore and did not jump down to save me, my first feeling was not fear, but a long sigh of relief. I was worried that she would die in the dream."

"Later she wanted to kill me in her dream. It was a terrible thing, but I don’t know why, but I felt like I was atonement."

"Every time I die, I feel relieved in my heart, and the pain I squeezed in my heart for so long is slowly released."

"My guilt, my self-blame, my pain, these things that are about to make me unable to breathe are disappearing with death."

"In the second half of the nightmare, I have already started to approach my mother~ IndoMTL.com~ I know she wants to kill me, but I will never escape, just like when she jumped into the cold without hesitation The same in the lake."

Huang Ying on the screen took a deep breath, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face: "I also understand what Butterfly wants to do, but I don't care."

Huang Ying seems to have awakened some strange thinking. Han Fei doesn't know if this is good or bad. He guesses that Butterfly is a little confused now.

"Do you have anything else?"

"Butterfly has not made progress on your side, it is the best news for me." Han Fei began to talk about his request for investigating the dead building, Huang Ying very readily agreed, and he took the initiative to help Han Fei Contacted Feng Ziyu.

Not long after, Han Fei received a document. After entering the encryption instructions, he found that the contents of the document were all related to the dead building.

"The dead building does not specifically refer to a certain building or a certain community. It is a gathering of many ghost buildings and super-household buildings."

Han Fei was fascinated by the first line of the document. He hung up the video call and began to study seriously.