The whole weird world is waiting for me to go to heaven

Chapter 938 A Golden Crow (Part Twelve)

Liu Sheng returned to her dormitory.

Long Yingxue was already lying in bed, quite quietly.

Lin Yue, who was playing "Valerian and the City of a Thousand Planets" on her computer, took off her headphones and turned around with a concerned look, asking, "Where did you go?"

"I went to the library."

"what?"

"Library..."

Even Long Yingxue, who was usually quiet in bed, immediately sat up and screamed.

The two hesitated, but the hint from "the world" explained everything:
[OOC Index: 40%]

At this stage, Liu Sheng could clearly feel something cold approaching.

We haven't reached the back yet, but we're not far away.

The chill was almost exactly the same as the one I felt by the lake earlier, only it wasn't as intense or as aggressive.

It seems that He Tao's betrayal of the underachievers' organization was too abrupt, so Liu Sheng could only explain:
"My computer is broken, so I have to go to the library to write my thesis."

That reason is quite reasonable.

But writing a paper so early is obviously strange.

As a result, the "OOC index" only dropped slightly to 38%, and that chilling aura still lingered around.

It was getting late, so Liu Sheng grabbed a change of clothes and went into the bathroom to shower and change.

He reached out and touched the platform.

The fruit knife is still there.

A sense of peace settled over me.

After showering, she lay back down on the bed.

I don't know if it was the persistent chill, or because I stayed up too late last night and read too much today, but I was extremely tired and my eyelids were drooping.

[My mental energy has been greatly depleted.]

So that's the reason.

Having not experienced anything like this in a long time, Liu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and gradually drifted off to sleep.

I don’t know how long it took.

She was only awakened by the burning gaze.

But she didn't open her eyes immediately; she just peeked out with her small eyes.

Outside the mosquito net, two faces were pressed close to her side, staring intently at her.

They were so close that their entire faces, pressed against Liu Sheng's, were almost touching through the mosquito net. Their breaths blew in through the netting, carrying a strong smell of blood and decay.

Through the small eyes, one can clearly see that the eyes on those two faces, just like before Qu Fan died, have rolled back, leaving only the bright red backs.

This scene is too bizarre.

Liu Sheng was startled and almost jumped up.

Fortunately, she knew the danger, and she tensed up, pretending that she was still dreaming and was only slightly twitching from the nightmare.

Time passes bit by bit.

It seems to be a test of who has more patience.

Liu Sheng lay motionless, while they stood motionless on the table, looking down at her.

Just as Liu Sheng was about to fall asleep again, the two of them finally seemed to have gotten tired of watching, jumped off the table, stiffly moved back to their respective beds, climbed the ladders, and crawled into their mosquito nets.

But he still didn't lie down; instead, he sat upright without moving.

The faces were clearly turned towards Liu Sheng.

I don't know how long it will take to watch.

However, the most dangerous time should have passed.

Liu Sheng decided that it was more important to continue sleeping.

She closed her eyes, but her mind was already very clear.

First, my roommate is acting strangely.

But it's not noticeable during the day, and they're not aware of it either.

Moreover, this abnormality may be escalating day by day. The evidence is that yesterday it was Long Yingxue and "herself" dealing with Lin Yue, but today Lin Yue has joined in.

The distance is getting closer and closer.

It's even closer than the day before.

At this rate, I might have to crawl into her mosquito net tomorrow.

Thinking about this, Liu Sheng felt a little uneasy.

Even if she was confident in her abilities, encountering such a strange event under numerous restrictions inevitably made her feel chilly.

For what purpose...?

It's unclear; it seems more like a prank.

What a pointless purpose.

[Perhaps the goal is to drive the most lucid person insane, making the transformation into a monster smoother.]

Liu Sheng had a few words with "himself".

Now, let's talk about the second point—

There is no doubt that "I" am not normal.

Unfortunately, Qu Fan, who seems to know the most about the situation, is dead.

Fortunately, she did gain something...

Third point...

Liu Sheng tasted the faint fishy smell in her mouth.

The smell of blood.

It seems she just ate something.

From the small eye's perspective, the clips on the mosquito net that held the entrance open have now come loose.

She had a vague guess, but she would have to wait until tomorrow to confirm it.

Since there was nothing she could do right now, Liu Sheng simply fell into a deep sleep, carefree, under the gaze of the two girls.

The next morning, Liu Sheng woke up early.

Lin Yue and Long Yingxue's phones were still lit up, clearly indicating they were using them, but Liu Sheng could still feel their gazes falling on her.

She lifted the mosquito net and climbed out of bed.

But neither of them would ask her.

The OOC index remained unchanged.

With yesterday's groundwork laid, it seems that I am gradually accepting some changes in "He Tao".

Or perhaps it's because the two of them were also "OOC" (out of character), so naturally they wouldn't care about "He Tao's" "OOC".

Liu Sheng went into the restroom.

Sure enough, there was a pool of blood on the floor.

Even more striking was the sight of a finger lying beside the pool of blood.

However, the color had turned grayish-black, unlike fresh corpse remains, and there was a strong eerie aura on it.

Frowning, Liu Sheng swallowed the eerie energy and finally flushed it into the toilet.

He then washed the bloodstains off the floor with water before slowly walking out of the restroom.

At this moment, Lin Yue and Long Yingxue had already sat up from the bed, their faces looking rather pale, but they dared not say anything.

It was obvious at a glance that they knew exactly what Liu Sheng had done inside.

However, Liu Sheng was quite certain that they didn't know about the fingers, otherwise they would have been furious.

With her schoolbag on her back, Liu Sheng prepared to go out.

Lin Yue finally spoke hesitantly:
"Tao Tao, could you... please not stay here anymore?"

Liu Sheng's gaze fell on Long Yingxue, who was standing silently to the side, and he quickly realized that this was something the two of them had planned.

Not wanting to spend money to leave, he tried to "please" He Tao and get rid of her.

Seeing that Liu Sheng didn't answer for a while, Long Yingxue couldn't help but say, "That's right, Tao Tao, aren't you a local? You can go home and live there!"

“You stay here…we…” Lin Yue said, her words caught in her throat, struggling to find the right words, before finally saying, “We really can’t sleep well.”

Liu Sheng stared intently at the two people who were filled with expectation.

He finally nodded: "Okay, I'll come back later to pack."

Upon hearing this, the two visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

Liu Sheng said no more, picked up his backpack and left the dormitory.

She wasn't angry.

In fact, she could understand their thoughts.

Besides, she really didn't want to stay any longer.

Firstly, strange phenomena have been occurring one after another these past few nights; secondly, she has decided to go to Shanhai City to see the ancient ruins that Zheng Qiran discovered.

But right now, she has to go to the library first.

When we passed by the lake, everything was calm and peaceful, and there were even a few students jogging in the morning. It seemed that nothing had happened.

The library opens very early, but apart from a rare few early risers, no one actually goes in that early.

Today, the gatekeeper wasn't Old Li from last night, but a young female administrator. She was yawning and glancing at Liu Sheng before lazily walking over to turn on the power to the gate.

Liu Sheng walked into the library, found a computer, sat down, and turned on her recording device again.

She dragged the progress bar to the section about the library last night.

From the moment Qu Fan appeared behind the bookshelf, the scene began to fluctuate, intermittently, as if interfered with by some force.

Then, when we were by the lake...

Just as she grabbed Qu Fan by the neck and he was about to say something crucial, the screen suddenly shook violently, the video became intermittent, large pixel blocks appeared, and the video was almost damaged.

But it was in that single frame of the chaotic scene that she saw a series of crucial details:

There are four hands on Qu Fan's neck.

The two hands belonged to him.

But those hands were actually being controlled from behind by another pair of hands. In the paused video, it was barely visible that behind Qu Fan, who was lying on the ground, there seemed to be a human-shaped black shadow, forcibly squeezing behind him where he was clearly pressed against the ground, grabbing his hands and choking him.

A chill ran down Liu Sheng's spine and up to his head, and his entire back felt numb.

It felt as if those hands could reach through the screen and pinch me.

Although the figure's face was blurry, it was clear that its eyes were fixed intently on the camera.

It was filled with bright red blood, almost seeping out of the screen.

I just couldn't see their faces clearly.

In short, Qu Fan was silenced.

It's very possible that Zheng Qiran is one of them.

However, Liu Sheng still cannot determine who exactly it was.

She initially thought it was very likely "He Tao".

But now it seems that this is not the case.

She continued playing the video.

The scene then shifts to last night.

At a certain point, darkness gradually enveloped the dormitory, and the scene flickered violently.

Immediately afterwards, "self" sat up from the bed.

Looking outside, two figures were sitting on the edge of the bed.

In the fluctuating footage, the two faces were staring intently at the camera, their gazes very precise, fixed on her neck.

It was as if they knew the camera was there.

or……

They were simply focusing on her Achilles' heel.

Liu Sheng felt a chill even through the screen.

Keep reading.

Under the gaze of those two cold and eerie eyes, the "self" in the video turned around and slowly moved off the bed.

Their movements were stiff and mechanical, as if they were being pulled by something.

Liu Sheng felt as if she were being pricked by needles, as if there were two scorching yet icy gazes fixed on the back of her neck.

His gaze slowly moved, landing on his feet on the ground, and then gradually moved towards the bathroom.

He didn't look up.

It just moves mechanically.

But Liu Sheng knew that those two gazes were still fixed on her head, never looking away.

Step by step, I moved forward and opened the bathroom door.

Although the lights were not on, a faint light shone through.

Upon entering the shower room, one naturally sees a bright yellow wooden door embedded in the tiles, with a faint white light shining through its edges.

Liu Sheng saw "himself" getting closer step by step.

Hand on the doorknob.

It hasn't been turned yet.

His gaze suddenly turned back.

In the darkness, two figures stood motionless at the bathroom door.

The image became increasingly shaky and blurry, as if interfered with by some force, and the darkness was so thick it seemed about to drip.

However, Liu Sheng could still see their eyes in the dim light; they were blood red.

When their eyes met, as if some kind of handover ceremony had been completed, their gaze returned to the doorknob in front of them, and then they gently turned it open...

The screen suddenly filled with static, and the computer's cooling system roared desperately.

Liu Sheng knew that if the playback continued, the computer would crash again.

She quickly pressed the space bar to pause.

The radiator was still roaring.

But at least it's calming down a little bit.

This computer has been saved.

Liu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief.

If the motherboard burns out again, and I report it for repair, the administrator might try to force me to pay compensation. Considering the pitiful balance in "He Tao's" account, I'm afraid I can't afford to pay it.

[A high-performance device is needed to fully analyze this video. Current modifications are limited to minor tweaks; the hardware is still insufficient for advanced modifications.]

The word "world" is used quite politely, and vulgar words have been deliberately censored.

However, He Tao doesn't have the money to buy high-performance equipment...

Or perhaps we need to think about how to make money.

Liu Sheng sighed.

This sigh inexplicably echoed through the library.

You can even hear overlapping echoes, as if someone is sighing together.

Liu Sheng's nerves tensed instantly.

Quickly unplug the camera from the computer.

While tucking the tucked tucked back into her waistband, she slowly peered behind her with the small eyes peeking through her hair.

Between the rows of bookshelves, there was an impenetrable darkness, as if a mist was spreading through it.

Something is slowly approaching in the darkness.

And there were also scorching yet icy gazes directed at us.

These bookshelves, as something approaches, are rapidly aging and becoming mottled, the wood turning a dry, cracked grayish-yellow, as if quickly undergoing the erosion of time.

The tiles on the ground quickly disintegrated into mosaic shapes, spreading out as black and white tiles, as if returning to the style of the last century.

The snow-white wall is cracked with fissures, and old-fashioned floral wallpaper is slowly growing out of the cracks, climbing up the entire wall.

The row of computers next to Liu Sheng also began to degrade.

The once slim body has become bulky and outdated, the casing is yellowed, and the screens light up one by one, displaying an old-fashioned system with a dark blue background. The rough edges of the icons look like a pile of pixels, and the resolution is outrageously low.

What kind of excavated computer is this?

Liu Sheng had only seen this old-fashioned computer in an encyclopedia before, and now it seemed quite novel to him.

However, as I was looking at it, a light gray pop-up window suddenly appeared on the screen:
【RUN!!!!!】

The bright red words were jarring and shocking.

With a "beep" sound, another new pop-up window appeared.

It's written in the same federal language, just with more exclamation marks.

Then, a continuous "beep beep beep beep" sound rang out, and countless pop-up windows popped up like bullets, quickly covering the entire screen and even jumping off the screen, like stacks of gray squares.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye.

The moment Liu Sheng saw it, he grabbed his schoolbag and ran away as fast as he could.

She clearly remembered that this floor wasn't very big, and the exit was just a few steps away, but now no matter how long she ran, all she saw were similar bookshelves, row after row, with no end in sight.

something wrong.

Based on her instantaneous memory—her mother's dynamic vision, combined with the data collected from the world—she quickly discovered that these bookshelves were being constantly copied and pasted.

She is trapped in some kind of closed loop.

Moreover, as she ran, the darkness seemed to slowly spread.

Along with something that exists in the darkness.

With each passing bookshelf, something seemed to be getting closer in the aisle, until finally, under the flickering incandescent light, it became clear that it was two figures, hand in hand.

Liu Sheng immediately recognized who it was.

As they continued forward, the two faces came into view under the lights.

Pale and bloodless, with bright red eyes, but his gaze was always fixed on her, carrying an oppressive obsession.

Didn't we all promise not to live in the dorms?

【Isn't it a bit much to keep pursuing them like this?】

"World": [Who told you to try and see things you shouldn't have, triggering some kind of protection mechanism?]

Liu Sheng clenched her teeth.

They cannot use their tentacles.

But at the same time, she knew very well that she absolutely could not be caught.

Thinking of this, Liu Sheng suddenly turned around and ran back to the starting point in the opposite direction.

Even though they had been running for a long time without reaching the exit, they quickly saw the row of old computers again as they ran to the back, and the two figures finally crossed the boundary of the bookshelf.

Liu Sheng frowned.

Reinsert the card reader into your hand.

Click on the video.

But the computer is very slow, and the heatsink is whirring.

The only saving grace was that when Liu Sheng remained still, the other two did not move further.

However, this is not an endless pause.

About thirty seconds later, it moved again.

He slowly approached her, frame by frame.

Liu Sheng's gaze turned slightly cold as he finally opened the video.

She remembered the progress bar and quickly dragged it to the scene from yesterday—

"Myself" is holding the handle of the bright yellow wooden door.

Click play.

In the scene, the door slowly opens.

In reality, the two figures were almost pressed against her back, their stench wafting onto the back of her neck.

(End of this chapter)