I am a god in the secret world

"So, is it possible that the current situation is because the previous players have repeatedly searched for information about the death of the woman in red, so that the public's impression of this incident has gradually deepened."

"Just like when we arrived, we went to look for that reporter. Didn't anyone contact him before? We can ask about this later."

"In short, with the players' efforts, the NPCs gradually learned about this horror legend. On rainy nights, don't wear red clothes. This sentence itself has a strong supernatural color. Rainy days and red clothes are a very subtle combination."

Bai Cha looked at the screenshots on the computer, her voice light.

"People's memories have been deepened over and over again, and they have gradually come to accept the element of red clothes on rainy days. Whether they believe that there are ghosts in this world or think that the concept of ghosts and gods is just nonsense, I think they must have accepted the terrifying meaning represented by the element of red clothes on rainy days."

Zhang Kemeng nodded.

"That makes sense. After all, there are many elements of this kind in horror movies since I was a child."

"Yes, there are many such elements in the entertainment sector, and it can even be said that they have existed since ancient times."

Things like red clothes and rainy days are classic elements, not even distinguishing between China and the West.

It comes from people's fear of rainy nights and the fact that the color of red clothes is close to blood.

This kind of thing, which was already convincing, was passed on by word of mouth, and after the players worked hard to find clues, a complete case of the murder of the woman in red on a rainy night was thoroughly constructed.

“So, this game called Don’t Wear Red was born.”

"Ah...but if that's the case, then there should be a plot, right?"

"Of course, otherwise how did the reporter report it?"

Even if it is divided into two worlds, players can enter the other world when investigating.

"In other words, the world of the game Don't Wear Red actually exists. However, as people in this world gradually learn more about the death of the woman in red on a rainy night in that world, and as word of mouth spreads, the influence becomes stronger and stronger, so that world is slowly entering this world."

"And the plot that the previous players investigated was actually also in that world, so the two are indeed not in conflict. Got it."

Zhang Kemeng said this and raised another question.

"In this case, the woman in red does exist, and this game world is indeed being invaded. If you want to stop the invasion, you have to tell everyone not to think about it, not to mention it again, and just forget about it."

"But what if we can't stop it?"

People on the Internet were originally skeptical about this kind of thing, but of course now more and more people are believing it.

This will also cause another problem, because as more people believe it and panic spreads, the speed of game invasion will be faster.

It's almost impossible to stop it at this time, right?

"Whether that world will invade or not affects us only by whether we leave the game before the invasion or after the invasion," said Bai Cha.

The other impacts are the NPCs.

"I feel like we should stop it." Zhang Kemeng said.

"The probability of stopping it is indeed higher."

White tea is also accepted.

Because according to common logic, if a few things happen that can certainly prevent a worse outcome from happening, then stop them first, and if you can't prevent them, then deal with it later.

"so……"

Zhang Kemeng and Bai Cha looked at each other.

From this perspective, what they should do next is to share online how to solve the problem of progress bar loading.

"But we are just ordinary people. We don't have any influence at all. Even if we post it, not many people will see it."

Zhang Kemeng felt that this task was quite difficult.

"It's okay. There are reporters here. Let's go meet reporter Peng in the afternoon." Zhang Kemeng's eyes lit up and she agreed. Moreover, if they couldn't make people aware of the danger of this matter first, no one would believe it even if they told them directly.

"Then we just...wait?"

It seems that they are just waiting for reporter Peng to come back.

"It's boring to just wait, let's go out and have some fun..."

After a pause, Bai Cha checked the balance on his phone.

In fact, she has been spending all her money on Huabei, and now there is only ten yuan left in the Huabei credit limit.

Carina didn't have a penny.

Bai Cha pondered and decided to stay here.

Zhang Kemeng originally wanted to say "I'll treat you", but when she looked at her balance, she remained silent.

"Sister Bai, do you know that if I put on the hood of my prop too many times, I won't be able to take it off."

Zhang Kemeng spoke softly.

"But I didn't wear it just for defense. It was mainly because I really couldn't find the money to buy clothes."

"I don't understand why this character is so poor that he has two credit cards in debt."

"And there's still a day left to pay off the debt..."

Upon hearing this, Bai Cha also looked at his own debt repayment date, which was also one day later.

"Then it seems that this can be considered a hint."

S-level wouldn't give so many obvious clues, but they both had the same repayment date, and it was so urgent, so the only way was to resolve the problem before that day.

After all, only by solving problems can we work well.

In a situation like the current one, if something happens in the company, many people will be unable to work temporarily, and they won’t get any money for a while, so they can only live off their own capital.

For people like them who have no money to eat, it is very important for them to keep their jobs. The premise of keeping their jobs is to ensure that the company does not go bankrupt due to the invasion of games.

Zhang Kemeng thought it made sense.

"I think what you said is absolutely right, Sister Bai!"

Fortunately, the owner of the Internet cafe was very considerate and provided free food and water.

The boss also closed the door and didn't let anyone in. It was really scary.

It was not until six o'clock in the afternoon that reporter Peng called.

"I'm at the high-speed rail station now. Should I go directly to the original factory location to wait for you?"

Reporter Peng's voice was trembling a little.

It was difficult for him to calm down right now, because on the high-speed train he had just taken, someone's progress bar had loaded to 100%.

The people around watched helplessly as a deadly rope came out from inside and directly wrapped around the man's neck, then hung him up high, and finally fell to the ground, completely dying.

The horror this caused is self-evident.

Reporter Peng is very panicked now.

"I'm not going there anymore. I'll send you the address and you can come."