There are a few things to note that the author did not add in the introduction.

First, you can read the story for entertainment, but if you feel that the story is not suitable, then stop reading it. Don't hurt your own soul.

Second, do not compare this story with any other work. Because that is an insult to both authors being compared.

Third, if you have comments, please be civilized readers, say nice words and ideas.

And most importantly: FICTION! FICTION! IT'S ALL FICTION!

All the logic in the story may seem reasonable but is absolutely not true to real science.

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Nam Hoang is a streamer, a streamer

in the era of delicate flops to the point of misery. The most popular in this era is virtual reality games, the kind with a 95% level of realism, with all kinds from gentle and cozy to bloody violence.

Originally, this streamer profession is also very hot. That's why the competition is extremely fierce. Nam Hoang admits that he is not as good as others, after three years of struggling, he still hasn't made any waves.

He planned to have a good time tonight, make a grand entrance to retreat. Oh well, although science and technology are developing at a dizzying rate, people's need for food, drink and sleep has not changed. If he doesn't make money, before he is abandoned by society, his old father at home will beat him to death.

That said, when he opened the livestream, he saw a few hundred people. Nam Hoang couldn't help but let out a sigh, it seemed like his grand entrance to retreat would not be possible.

Okay.

Simply greeting the audience in the livestream room, Nam Hoang started to choose a game to play. This time he chose very carefully, because he just wanted to play a good game to end his passion. Nam Hoang just wanted a happy ending to his miserable career.

Seeing him hesitating and not making a decision, some of the audience immediately couldn't stand it anymore.

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[What's wrong with the streamer today? I see that he is usually very decisive. ]

[ +1, I also feel that the streamer today is a bit strange. ]

[ Huh, doesn't anyone feel that the streamer is getting bored with these kinds of games? Don't say streamer, I'm also tired of watching it. ]

[ Shut up, where are the anti-fans? Isn't this secretly criticizing the streamer for playing poorly.]

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Nam Hoang silently looked at the comments, it was true that the audience in his livestream room were mostly loyal fans. They could sit here and watch him play the game, which was already very courageous. Actually, his in-game operations weren't bad, but compared to dozens of streamers, not to mention other players out there, it wasn't worth noting.

Ah, no more thinking.

He followed a suggestion from the audience and tried to scroll down to the bottom page, hoping to find a good game. Most of the games on the homepage were games they had either played or watched over and over again countless times. Today, he decided to change things up a bit.

The bottom of the last page were all the games that weren't very good, more than half of which were rated as one star. The other half were new games.

Swiping and swiping, suddenly, Nam Hoang’s eyes met a blood-red eye icon that was wide open, staring at him. The heart in his chest was pounding, the sound of his heartbeat pounding against his eardrums. That eye was so wide open that it almost tore the eyelids, crimson red filled with crazy desire, greed that knew no bounds.

Nam Hoang was startled, his whole body was cold, he kept feeling that something was very wrong but he couldn’t explain what was wrong. He glanced to the side, looked at the game name and fell into a short silence.

[Welcome to the livestream room at 00:00].

As a newly released game, Nam Hoang seemed to have no hesitation, choosing it.

Livestream room? Didn't he also do livestreams, it's considered fate.

Hope he won't be disappointed.

As soon as he touched the game icon, the overwhelming feeling of logging into the virtual reality game as expected did not come, but a series of warning lines continuously appeared.

[1. The game contains many details that are uncomfortable for many people, especially those with cardiovascular disease, neurological disease... The game is 18+, if you are not old enough, please exit the game.

In order to maximize your virtual reality gaming experience, we have designed 100% realism in terms of senses and other conditions.

The game contains many violent and bloody elements, unscientific details that may affect players. Please consider before playing.

The game can only be logged in after 00:00 every night except the fifteenth of each month, and there is no limit on logging in July.

Due to some special reasons of the game, while playing the game, if you force yourself to log out, you will be considered dead in the game, you cannot be revived to continue playing and cannot replay the unfinished level.

Please consider, when choosing to enter the game, the 360° camera in the game will be turned on. You must livestream directly on our platform. ]

Nam Hoang was speechless, the above six things, except for the fourth and fifth, carried a slightly unusual flavor. The rest were not worth mentioning.

Well, he was a streamer anyway, he was already live streaming. Putting his live streaming room on the platform of this game, who knows, it might become popular. If that was the case, he wouldn’t have to say goodbye to his career anymore.

After tapping to confirm his agreement to the terms of service, Nan Hong’s eyes immediately darkened.

That was right, this was exactly the feeling.

After the dizziness, Nan Hong found himself standing in the middle of the street. It wasn’t quite right to say it was a street. For a citizen living in an era where humans had stepped into space like him, this place was really backward, it seemed like this game was set in a very ancient time.

According to his little historical knowledge, this should be a town in the 90s of a few centuries ago. The town grew a lot of peach blossoms, a flower that he could only see in historical documents. The flowers and grasses on the mother planet were either extinct or mutated.

Nan Hong conveniently grabbed a passing NPC and asked: “Hey, buddy...."

The young man he grabbed looked at him with a strange expression: “You must be a tourist, right? You don’t look like a local.”

“That’s right, I’m new here. I’m not familiar with the way here, can you introduce this place to me?” Nan Hong hurriedly said.

“Ah, this place? This town is a bit inferior to other places, but there is no shortage of beautiful scenery, and the food is not bad either. You should try it sometime. Where we are standing is the commercial street, going north is usually the villagers’ houses, to the west is the mountain top, I don’t recommend you go there, to the east is the village’s ancestral road, outsiders are not allowed to enter. And you know, if you want to leave the village, go south, there is a bus stop there.”

Nan Hong: No! I don’t know, I just opened my eyes and I was here!

“Alright, if there’s nothing else, I’ll go first. I still have something to do at home.” The young man finished speaking and hurriedly wanted to leave. No matter how much Nam Hoang tried to pull him away, he couldn’t stop him.

Nam Hoang: “….” Great, this damn game, what should he play now? Gathering up each NPC and asking if they need help?

He knew that virtual reality games had 100% freedom of action, but it didn’t need to be this extreme. It was so free that he didn’t even know what he should do next.

Suddenly, a hand was placed on his shoulder. Nam Hong jumped up in surprise: “Fuck, what kind of idiot is that!”

He turned around in panic, and what came into his eyes was a face with no dead angles. Um, a suit, white shirt, black pants, black vest, a very popular outfit in the past few centuries, a very old-fashioned style of dress, definitely an NPC.

However, this style appearing in an oriental town was not very appropriate. It could be said that he was very out of place here.

“Let’s go.” Before Nam Hong could speak, the other party smiled and spoke first.

“Where are you going?” Nam Hong asked doubtfully.

“Of course I’ll take you to where you should go. Have you forgotten, guest? Peach Blossom Town is just a temporary stop. Your destination is somewhere else.” The man continued, his voice was deep and warm, and one could hear a hint of gentleness.

Gentle? Nan Hong almost choked on his saliva.

Now Nan Hong was certain, this person was the legendary guide NPC. The second parent of the player in the game.

So he obediently followed the other party to the bus stop not far from the town gate.

When they arrived, the man took out a box from somewhere and handed it to Nam Hong: “Take a piece of paper from here, the location written on the paper is your destination.”

Nam Hong looked at the other party suspiciously, the man still had a polite and elegant expression, smiling.

He silently followed suit and took out a yellowed piece of paper. It was written on it.

Destination: Building No. 44

Nam Hong’s hand trembled slightly, and a bad feeling suddenly arose in his heart.

Where he didn’t notice, the smile on the man’s lips grew even gentler: “Please step onto the bus at the very end, there are people like you on it.”

Like him? Are they all players?

Carrying a belly full of doubts, Nam Hoang stepped onto the bus.

The buses departed one after another, as soon as the last bus disappeared. The smile on the man’s lips disappeared, his delicate and somewhat gentle face now only had cold indifference.

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Author: Tired 🤧.

At the same time, in the livestream square of a newly established platform, a series of videos emitting red light were blinking to remind the viewer.

Livestream has begun.

Each livestream room represents one person. On the square more than a thousand livestream rooms are open, waiting for the audience to choose.

At the same time, the audience in Nam Hoang's livestream room was simultaneously disconnected.

They were bewildered to look at the reminder to appear on the livestream screen.

[Because Nam Hoang streamer has agreed with our service terms. The livestream content of the game can only be strictly distributed on our basis.

To continue watching the livestream as well as to enjoy the privilege of the audience of the livestream rooms at 00:00. We suggest you to log in to the Vong Linh app and become a permanent audience, all your powers will be granted. ]

Audience: Oh, okay, log in. It sounds very friendly to the audience, there is also privilege. It is thoughtful.

*

In the game.

The bus emits a jarring roar engine in the dark.

Not beyond his own prediction, Nam Hoang was the last to get in the car.

In the car, all the players like him were getting a lot of discussion about this new game, it was no different from the speculation of Nam Hoang before boarding the car. Most of them have a relaxed mentality into the game, all who are aggressive in games that are full of long - term risk challenges. For them, a new game at the end of the rankings, even if there is eighteen plus labels, is nothing worth mentioning.

The atmosphere in the car is very harmonious, even to be very fun.

It can be said that these people see this as a trip.

Except for the driver who is a wooden man, this outdated bus is no different. Nam Hoang stepped on the car and paid attention to the wooden driver but did not say anything. Everyone of course no one has an opinion, just think that this is the setting of the game.

Nam Hoang greeted everyone, went to the side of the window, sat down. He was not a cold -hearted person, on the contrary, he was quite sociable, very easy to integrate. But today did not know why, he suddenly did not want to say anything, just silently sitting in one place. In the heart suddenly offered an incredible insecurity.

He looked out, through the glass, the outside was black, the darkness was as thick as he wanted to go all. The bus still crashed through the darkness, not because the darkness did not have a ray of light but slowed down. Also, the driver is not human.

While he was dumbfounded, the bus suddenly brakes the sound of "safe! Nam Hoang followed the reflexes to hold his seat in front of him, his face darkened.

Nam Hoang: I ¢ ÷ π® ° € ¢@**

*Pearing

At the same time, the sound from the radio next to the driver rang 'shy'. A few seconds later, the monotonous female voice spoke.

"Having arrived at the first stop: revealing Yin and Yang, please invite the guests with the above destination to get off the car.

Please pay attention, ban push, each step down in the order on the ticket. "

"Having arrived at the first stop: revealing Yin and Yang, please invite the guests with the above destination to get off the car.

Please pay attention, ban push, each step down in the order on the ticket. "

"Having arrived at the first stop: revealing Yin and Yang, please invite the guests with the above destination to get off the car.

Please pay attention, ban push, each step down in the order on the ticket. "

The expressionless female voice was repeated three times and then stopped.

The people in the car immediately shivered. Someone copied her mouth: "Strange, obviously just a few lines repeated many times, why do I feel so creepy?"

"Um, I have a question whether to say or not." A girl with pink hair tied on the sides to spoke gently.

The eyes of everyone simultaneously placed on her.

The girl smiled wryly: "Well, do we have something called that ticket?"

The crowd suddenly awakened, yes, from the time of the peach blossom town to the bus, they did not have that.

Nam Hoang pursed his lips, without tickets. What situation, the general situation of everyone basically is the same, all opened their eyes in the peach blossom town then was then summarized by a man on the bus.

There is absolutely no ticket to get tickets, how to get it!

If there is anything, there is only one torn paper.

Wait, that draw paper.

Nam Hoang quickly groped in his pocket.

As expected, what he took out was no longer a paper when the draw. The bright red ticket, on it printed a white face, the corners of his lips lifted up with a monstrous curvature, he quickly saw his order number and destination.

No. 01 - Destination: Building No. 44.

Very quickly, the crowd also groped tickets in the words of the radio.

"Having arrived at the first stop: revealing Yin and Yang, please invite the guests with the above destination to get off the car.

Please pay attention, ban push, each step down in the order on the ticket. "

"..."

The radio sounds again repeated the command.

Someone refused to speak out: "**** hold your mouth to your mouth, bother to die!"

Everyone: Good curses, brother.

The first five people left the bus.

It was only when the fourth person was about to get off the car suddenly.

He turned his head, his head turned to a hundred and eighty degrees, turned back. His eyes widened, every limb on him seemed to be twisted by a certain force into an angle of the devil. In the end, his body fell softly, the fresh blood flow from That Khieu flowing out with a typical rusty taste.

The livestream room becomes raging.

The young man behind him stood still, looking at a person who was living and touching just now and chatting happily with him so he died unreasonably. The other boy stood there, seemingly forgetting how to control his body.

In the car falling in dying, each person feels like something is strangling their throat. Their body is cold, no one knows what's going on, why is that. Why is that person so shallow.

"Prohibit pushing, each step down in the order on the ticket.

There are two prohibitions: Prohibiting pushing, banning the wrong order. "A trembling voice resounded all.

Nam Hoang looked up at the boy near the door and was closest to his corpse.

The other boy took a few seconds to respond, he looked down at his ticket, his voice lost: "Number 4, I am ... 04."

After a chaotic time, the other boy finally bit his teeth and got off the car.

The atmosphere in the car becomes particularly strange, the most powerful feeling is the body in front of the car.

According to the theory of a normal virtual reality game that said, the body of gamers when being killed by the Tao is to touch the ground and then directly disappear immediately but it has been about ten minutes. The body is still motionless there, causing the air in the car to infected with a faint smell of blood.

Well, perhaps it is a special type. There is also quite a lot of the game designed to increase the authenticity, in addition to the terror of death.

The people in the car were dumb like mussels, a short silence. Someone said: "This game is also really playing, the other guy has made a history of being kicked out of the game as quickly as possible. According to the current situation, we are just in the foreplay ..."

"Hey, friend, you are really terrible. So quickly I realized the problem." The red -haired young man nudged Nam Hoang's elbow.

Nam Hoang slowly turned around to look back at him, the corner of his mouth lifted up and forced: "It's normal."

Because someone spoke out to soothe the atmosphere, people were no longer as stressful as before.

That's right, it's just a game, it's just a game, the game, the game ........ her mother!

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In the Livetream forum

[! ]

[...]

[!!! ]

[¢ ™ $ € € © $ ** threaten to die! ]

[Streamer plays the game genre?! ]

[What is it? During the time I was not present, streamer did something terrified? Oh, someone won a white sticky rice table? ]

[Streamer has nothing to do.]

[Not in order should be destroyed]

[??? ]

[Above, suggesting the tentacle to see clearly. ]

[The other person is okay?]

[Death in the game only, there will be a problem. At most, I haunted a little psychologically, I just asked. ]

....

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Through the first match, most people know the law on this bus. Whatever the radio said, the bus ran continuously and stopped. The number of people in the car continuously dropped until only Nam Hoang was alone in the car.

Silence, so silent that he even heard the pounding heart in his chest. The first time in his life was so unlucky that he was alone in the bus. Moreover, it is a bus in the game labeled.

The jarring friction of the wheel rang out, it's his turn.

In the tranquility, only the footsteps of Nam Hoang rang evenly.

Stepping out of the bus, the car door 'bang' an hour, automatically closed. According to the engine noise, the car rushed into the night.

Nam Hoang looked at the car disappeared and turned to observe the building in front of him. Surrounded by a solid black, unable to see anything, only the building hidden in front of the eyes. He looked down, under his feet was an kerosene lamp, the flame radiates the light that is not too strong but is enough to cover him, the scope of the light is about three meters.

He bent down, picked up the glass oil lamp, took a deep breath, and moved straight into the building. He walked step by step, not fast. Not that he was the one who did not fear what to die, but it was well known that in the game he could 'die' can also revive many times, it is that giving him the courage to not hesitate to take steps.

The front is a building that is raising fangs, behind is the darkness waiting to swallow and in his hand there is only a skillful oil lamp that is about to exhaust. The intuition tells him, going straight can live a little longer and turn around can only pick up the soil.

In his heart to reassure himself, for the first time he felt that his teammates were not bad at all, even if he was a pig team.

Soon after, Nam Hoang stood in front of the No. 44 building.

The door handle was twisted, the swivel hinge, the bass sound of the door was gradually parting. Inside is still a dark array, Nam Hoang lifted the lights to observe around.

The large hall is exquisite decoration, the front desk is empty, there is a piece of paper on the table.

'Go to the 202 apartment, let the oil lamp burn the ticket in front of the mirror, put your hand on the mirror surface, and you will reach that place.

Specialized elevators are only for employees and residents, non -duty people, exempt. '

The elevator is only for residents and employees, a problem posed, what status does he come here?

The paper on the front desk was as if preparing for him. Like .... afraid he died too quickly.

Nam Hoang held the lamp to observe all the hall, the rooms here were locked, now do not say that the residents or employees of the building, except for him, this place, the ghost also does not have one.

The locked rooms are tight, looking through the door quality is also very good, whatever the beating does not shake.

Nam Hoang exhaled a breath, that's all, went to the second floor to see and calculate, acting to die but did not forget to bring the mentality of keeping the life. He decided to climb the stairs, tired but worth it, at least not to kick out without understanding why he died. The result is the same as on the first floor, a long corridor seems to be endless.

Along the corridor, tight apartments do not allow any infringement. Except for apartment 202 - reserved for him.

Apartment No. 202 is designed as no different from normal apartments in the old age. The first is the living room, going straight inside is the kitchen, the left has a bedroom, next to the inner is the toilet.

Unable to turn on the lamp, Nam Hoang could only hold the oil lamp and wander everywhere.

Which area has the highest mirror ability? Of course, the WC, he went to the wc's hand sink, looked up. Opposite indeed there are rectangular marks as if hanging for a long time.

The mirror is not here.

Only the kitchen and bedroom are left, the mirrors at the cafeteria are not high. Then only the bedroom is left.

When the bedroom door was opened, hitting his face with a mirror, implying that it could be said that hatred could not shout at him 'I'm here, I'm here, come here! '.

In addition to a huge mirror facing the bed, there seems to be nothing other abnormalities.

Nam Hoang placed the oil tree on the ground, one hand on the mirror. The reflection in the mirror also followed his movements. Perhaps it was because the light of the kerosene lamp was about to turn out too weak, he could not see his familiar face in the mirror. Can only be dimly seen from the chin.

He tried to force himself not to focus on unnecessary things, pulled the ticket from the pocket of his pants, placed on the weak light, the ticket to catch fire, burned down for a moment.

Suddenly, the temperature in the room dropped without braking. The whole male Hoang was cold, cold sweat wet his shirt.

The oil lamp fluttered and then turned off, the darkness surrounded.

Cold, too cold.

He was like someone thrown into the tunnel tunnel, countless whispering whispering into his ear, laughing, crying, resentment, whispering ... all as if he wanted to make him crazy.

Suddenly, a cold hand gripped Nam Hoang's hand, so great that he wanted to crush his arm. Then countless arms surrounded him, pulling him forward.

...

"Lang!" An hour.

Nam Hoang landed in the most unsightly position.

Before he could let him calm down, the funny music did not know where to come from with a stream of fireworks.

[Congratulations to Nam Hoang player who successfully entered the 'Building No. 44'.

Is a highest building with the best condition in the city center. No. 44 highly appreciated. And it is honored when you are the owner of the 202 apartment, one of the residents of the building.

However, for some reason. Recently, the buildings have not been peaceful, as a resident of the building, you do not allow anything to be disadvantaged for the entire building.

So you search every night, you don't take a second rest. Find out your peaceful and peaceful people of the whole building.

Main routing mission: survive within three days.

Auxiliary Tasks: Find out those who sabotage. ]

Nam Hoang: "..."

Thanks, I *** your whole house!