Chapter 4: Building No. 44 ( 03 )

Livestream room of Nam Hoang.

[Good, good. Finally, the streamer has been given the copy. ]

[I suspected streamer guilty of a bloody character, just playing the game but also crushed his head to the point where he could not enter the copy. The streamer of the people is transported to the place, just set foot down and has already entered the land, over here he has to go so big.

[That's right, others have started to explore the rules of playing for a long time. Now he appears in the copy.]

[Unfortunately, streamer gaming operations are not bad. But he missed the first stage to easily gain the most advantage in the game.]

[No one wondered why the streamer was thrown to that murky corner? ]

....

Nam Hoang's face was twisted, he slowly twisted his joints and looked around.

As a streamer in the long -term simulation compartment, he has drawn countless blood experience in survival fighting games. But there is no really useful one in this game, it's too special, perhaps the background is too ancient?

It was now 5380 according to the delicate calendar, people went to the universe for a long time.

There are many historical documents lost in the end of the world and the process of migrating outside the mother planet.

But over a long time of searching and recovery, the documents were regained a lot. Basically, he also has knowledge about history, not the kind of hard -working hard -working person, just because of the job required. That's why he can adapt to the environment in the game quickly compared to a little more ordinary people.

Nam Hoang island his eyes, he was sitting on the ground, right behind his back was a bed, white bed sheets and a blanket of the same color were folded straight, there was no sign of used. But facing him is a big picture, occupying the entire wall.

The scene in matte oil paintings, can vaguely guess the business scene of a certain town.

Nam Hoang stared intently at the picture for a long time, and reached out and touched several times. His memory himself is still very good, still remembering that he was dropped by the bus in front of a building covered in the dark. He groped for a while and went into a strange bedroom ....

Wait.

Nam Hoang simulated his appearance when he was still in front of the mirror, put his hand on the picture frame, treating it as a mirror in the other room, based on the memory to repeat the action.

The room temperature lowered again.

Nam Hoang held his breath, his heart in his chest was rebellious. In his heart, the number of seconds passed.

3

5

10

Nothing happened.

He patiently waited for five minutes.

There was still nothing, Nam Hoang had a bit of regret that collected his hand.

This room and the room in the building are covered in the darkness are not very different, except the position of the mirror replaced by a picture. In a certain room, Nam Hoang could not turn on the electric light switch that could only rely on the weak oil lamp to observe, and at present, the whole room was bright, the light on the ceiling shone down, moderate light is not too dim nor too dazzling.

Give him a rare feeling.

Nam Hoang silently sympathized in his heart, the light was a good sedative pill.

The interior of the room is not much, not far from the bed is a wardrobe, next to the suitcase. Nam Hoang stepped to open the door, inside the empty, can guess the owner of the room is about to move out or vice versa. The gaze stopped on the desk opposite the closet.

It seems that the owner of this apartment is still a student.

Nam Hoang walked to the study table, his eyes immediately hit the student's card arbitrarily thrown on it. He picked it up and flipped over and over.

Photo of the student card is broken the most important part - the face glued on it.

Only the information line left, Nam Hoang just glanced at the name on the card, it could not help but startled.

Full name: Nam Hoang

Class: 12A2

School: Quang Tu High School.

His heart was jerked.

In the heart of Nam Hoang silently reciting, just a game, just a game, just a game ....

The name is similar to him, perhaps just coincidence, coincidence.

Nam Hoang stuffed the student's card into his pocket, preparing to consider other things when he suddenly knocked on the door.

Perhaps his position was in the bedroom, so the sound of knocking from the apartment was a bit vague, but its feeling of existence was strong and unexpected.

Temporarily skip the bedroom, he opened the door.

As soon as the door of the apartment was opened, he caught his eyes as a middle -aged man in uniform, Nam Hoang's eyes stopped on the name of the middle -aged uncle. He smiled and greeted: "Uncle Qin."

The middle - aged man glanced at Nam Hoang from top to bottom, his austere face showed a gentle smile: "Nam Hoang is back, why is it, traveling smoothly?"

"Very happy."

"That's good." After saying that, the middle -aged uncle suddenly caught his smile, showing a serious appearance: "You have gone a long time, there are many changes in the building. Especially recently, rumors about unclean things.

Mr. Tan gave Nam Hoang a mobile, told a few more sentences and left.

Going a paragraph, it seemed not very reassuring, Mr. Tan turned his head back and said: "Remember carefully, the 13th floor and the 44th floors are not allowed to enter, the fifth floor is limited. Apartments No. 208 and 306 are being sealed, heard that no one of those two apartments survived, the police were investigating."

Nam Hoang stood in front of the door of the apartment obediently nodded, his heart automatically translated, the banned places were the key to clearing the copy. In the evening, you have to go out a few rounds. The two sealed rooms he had to go to see.

Taking off the guards, Nam Hoang returned to his apartment, he stood in front of the apartment, his arms reached out to open the door suddenly stopped. Nam Hoang looked up, looked up at the apartment number, 202, perhaps going to another corridor will go to apartment 208.

He was pensive, the time now was not early, if left at night, the chance of danger will be very high, the time to find information becomes limited.

Perhaps he should go to investigate now?

.....

Nam Hoang pursed his lips, turned around and walked on the long corridor.

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