Chapter 35

Returning to the real world, Bai Yan was very tired.

He didn't sleep well for a night, so he should lie down and catch up on his sleep. However, he didn't rest, but saved the video in his notebook as soon as possible.

He opened this video of only one minute and a few seconds. In the video, he lowered his head and held the phone, and his thumb swiped across the screen. When he pressed a certain screen, his body suddenly stiffened, his eyes were empty, as if his soul was taken away, and he sat quietly in the chair for a full minute.

It was not until he came back from the game world that his body shook and his eyes regained focus.

Bai Yan touched the tool bag beside him, which was as clean and tidy as the clothes he was wearing now. When he jumped from the second floor, he rolled in the grass, and his clothes should have been covered with dirt and grass leaves, but these clothes were as clean as if he had just put them on, without even a single extra wrinkle.

"Is it the consciousness that entered the game, but not the body?" Bai Yan stroked his arm, where there should have been a scratch, but now it is intact: "What happened the first time?"

Recalling the first game, when he came back, his whole body was stained with blood in the bathtub. It took him a lot of effort to deal with the bloody clothes and wipe the blood on the floor.

And the last time he came back from the game, although there was no sign of wetness on his body, he also had a high fever all night, and it was not until the next day that he got better.

"Could it be that...the damage to the consciousness will affect the reality? Speaking of which, my head hurts a lot."

Bai Yan supported his forehead, and this way of death on his head was impressive to him. In the game world, he was tense and barely supported himself. As soon as he returned to the real world, his head began to ache slightly, and his joints also felt itchy and painful, as if he was chopped by the old lady with a kitchen knife again.

After confirming that the way to enter the game was soul-crossing, Bai Yan turned off the notebook and fell on the bed to rest.

At 7 o'clock in the evening, Bai Yan was awakened by a spam text message.

He opened his phone and ordered a takeaway, then entered the App. In the afternoon, many new posts appeared on the forum, but Bai Yan did not see any records about his game.

That Li Ming, he may not have escaped and died in the game. But it is also possible that he was busy preparing for the college entrance examination and thought it was a waste of time to post a post, so he did not post a post to provide new game ideas for the majority of players.

Regardless of whether Li Ming is alive or not, and whether he will take the initiative to post, Bai Yan has no spirit of sharing unless it is necessary.

After quickly browsing the new posts, Bai Yan finished the takeaway he ordered, and then exited the game forum, ready to search for other news about the game on the Internet.

The content on the forum is very comprehensive, but after reading it for half a month, he has already read through the entire forum. He tried to search for keywords and changed several search engines, but there was a lot of irrelevant things, and there was really no news related to the game.

"Could it be that since there is an official forum, everyone is too lazy to discuss it elsewhere?"

Bai Yan looked at the red and blue webpage, and his overly pale face flickered under the fluorescent light of the phone.

After wasting an hour online and changing several keywords, Bai Yan still found nothing. At this time, he noticed something, so he opened his notebook and tried to upload the one-minute video he had just recorded to the network disk.

Bai Yan clicked upload, and soon, a pop-up window indicated that the upload was successful. He then refreshed it, and the video he had just uploaded disappeared without a trace, and even the original file of his video disappeared with it, like a dream without a trace.

"So the App does not allow players to discuss the game elsewhere, and even videos that are close to the truth are not allowed to be uploaded?" Bai Yan touched his chin and thought: "Also, no one has ever raised the topic of whether the way to participate in the game is "soul penetration" or "body penetration" on the forum. It may not be that everyone has not thought of it, but that the post was deleted as soon as it was published."

The App's control over public opinion is extremely strict, as if it does not want other people in reality to know about the game.

Now Bai Yan knows that posting opinions online is not feasible. The App can control the Internet, and anything posted online cannot escape its monitoring. So, excluding the Internet, what about changing the method?

Bai Yan took out a piece of white paper from the drawer and picked up a ballpoint pen to write on it.

He wanted to write the news about the App game on the paper, but when he lifted the pen in the air, the tip of the pen made rows of twisted black dots on the paper, and he couldn't write a single meaningful character.

"It's not okay to transmit messages through the Internet, and more primitive writing is not allowed..."

Bai Yan changed the way he used his pen and tried to draw the App icon in a drawing way. However, as soon as he had this idea, he drew a meaningless mess of ghosts, which was a far cry from the pattern he really wanted to draw.

After several consecutive failures, Bai Yan did not give up.

He tried to write the App information using Morse code, puzzle hints, recording with a mobile phone, and even a self-created password, but all failed without exception.

He had already understood that no matter what, he could not tell the experience of the game to a second person who had nothing to do with the game.

However, he did not feel frustrated. He didn't intend to tell anyone about such a private matter, and he didn't have a close friend to confide in. The only person who liked to meddle in other people's business was dead.

Throwing the messy paper into the wastebasket, Bai Yan browsed the news on his notebook.

He entered the keywords "mobile phone" and "sudden death" in the search bar, and a large number of related news came up.

【Shock! 18-year-old college student died mysteriously while playing with mobile phone! The cause turned out to be sudden cardiac death. 】

[A freshman at xx University died suddenly in the dormitory because he stayed up late playing with his mobile phone. When he died, he was still holding his mobile phone in his hand and staring at the mobile game.

The student’s roommate told reporters that on May xx, Liu spent the whole night playing on his mobile phone as usual. Liu has a withdrawn personality. He became obsessed with mobile games a month ago. He stares at the screen every day and ignores people. He plays until very late and ignores anyone who asks him what he is playing.

…

"We called him to class in the morning, and there was no response after calling (the deceased) several times. When we discovered something was wrong, he was still leaning against the wall, holding up his mobile phone with his hand, and staring at the screen."]

Looking at the comments below, some people scolded the game for harming people and should ban it, while others gave rational advice and warned everyone to use their mobile phones rationally and not to stay up late too often.

Staying up late often makes people physically uncomfortable. Bai Yan had stayed up for a few days in the past. Staying up late for a long time would cause heartbeat disorders and dull heart throbbing. If it lasted for a long time, it would easily lead to sudden death.

However, in just one year, there were tens of thousands of such news, distributed all over the world, and many people even suddenly fell down while playing with their mobile phones during the day, which is really amazing.

Because so many people have died suddenly while playing with mobile phones in the past year, appeals from various experts and professors have emerged one after another.

However, no matter how experts call on everyone to pay attention to health and stay up late less, they still can't resist people's enthusiasm to stay up late and play with their mobile phones. Every day, new news of sudden death appears on the Internet, and people use their lives to prove their persistence in playing with their mobile phones despite sudden death.

Regardless, this is pretty unusual.

Seeing this, Bai Yan already knew how he would die if the game failed.

"In order to increase the chance of survival, people selected by the App will definitely browse forums and learn about escape experiences. Since they cannot tell others about the game, they can only vent their emotions on the forum. It is inevitable that they will spend all day talking to each other. He was holding his cell phone. To people who didn’t know the inside story, he looked like he was addicted to his cell phone. It wouldn’t be surprising for such a person to die suddenly.”

Bai Yan murmured to himself: "The college student was thought to have died suddenly while playing a game. His phone must have been checked by others. It seems that ordinary people cannot see the App. Or is it that even if the player browses the forum, from the perspective of others? Is this person looking at other web pages?”

Thinking of this, Bai Yan began to verify his speculation.

He turned on his mobile phone and ordered a dessert for a midnight snack. When the delivery boy came to the door, he tried to open the app and show it to the boy outside.

As a result, the delivery boy's reaction was, "You are crazy. You have to show me how to fight King of Glory. Your teammates will be cheated to death."

Only then did Bai Yan realize that the App icon on his phone had disappeared, and what was jumping on it was the King of Glory ranking screen. When the delivery boy looked away, the App came back.

After seeing off the takeaway boy, Bai Yan found that King x Glory's page was still open. Of course, he would not play this game. The people in the duo queue with him would have died long ago. There was no need for him to continue playing such a boring game. .

Even though it's ranked, wouldn't it be more satisfying to see your teammates being screwed miserably?

Then, he happily exited the game, leaving his teammates furious and struggling in the 4-on-5 game.

Returning to his chair, Bai Yan continued to browse the news while eating his midnight snack.

After clicking on a new page, he accidentally clicked on an advertisement. He entered a live broadcast website, and the website's page listed colorful covers.

Bai Yan glanced at it and wanted to turn it off, but when he saw one of the covers, his eyes froze.

"I seem to have seen this person somewhere. Who is he?" He murmured and clicked on the live broadcast. A woman with makeup appeared on the screen.

A huge bowl was placed in front of the woman, and ten boxes of instant noodles were placed next to the bowl.

"Afu's live broadcast room." Bai Yan read out the name of the live broadcast room word by word: "Afu...Chu Fu, it turns out to be you."

No wonder you seem to like eating so much, you turn out to be a big eater.

Looking at the gifts and collections, Chu Fu is just a miserable little anchor with only a thousand followers.

Generally speaking, such small anchors care about popularity.

Bai Yan raised the corner of his mouth, registered an account without saying a word, and clicked on follow and favorites. Then, he added a little money to his account, gave two substantial gifts, and got Chu Fu's contact information.

After that, he successfully joined the group opened by Chu Fu and was successfully upgraded to the room manager of the live broadcast room. During the live broadcast, Bai Yan sent some gifts one after another.

After giving away about five hundred, Bai Yan tentatively asked for a real meeting.

He didn't have much hope, he just wanted to get more realistic information from Chu Fu, but unexpectedly, Chu Fu really agreed.

"You really dare to agree."

Chu Fu agreed too readily, which made Bai Yan a little wary, worried that this was a trap set by her for fishing.

But even if Chu Fu was fishing, he would go to this appointment.

He still remembers the forum being suspended.