Doomsday Train, I went crazy by hoarding billions of items.

Chapter 156, Fourth Stop: The Real World?

All players wake up at the same time.

Unlike before, the familiar scene before them stunned everyone, even those who had prepared themselves mentally.

The buildings and scenery are exactly the same as in the real world, and even the place where everyone lands is their most familiar bedroom!
Jiang Ran looked at her big bed, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes, but quickly, she opened the game panel.

Looking at the prompts on the game panel, my slightly racing heartbeat calmed down again.

[Fourth stop: Mirror.]

Players must survive at the site for thirty days. Are the familiar scenes and characters still the same as they remember? Will everything in the mirror image truly happen?

Whether it was disappointment or understanding, Jiang Ran confirmed that she was indeed still living in the game.

However, even though it had only been a month since I left, this familiar room already felt a little strange.

Jiang Ran slowly walked towards the bookshelf in her room. The novels and comics inside were indeed the ones she had liked before.

Even the bookmarks and creases are exactly the same.

It was just like she had casually placed it on the table after reading it yesterday.

Jiang Ran slowly put the book back, feeling a little confused. Was the real world she had imagined really "real"?

Or perhaps, she has always lived in this so-called game world controlled by Paro Island.

In the chat lobby, many people were shouting, "I'm really back!!"

Others raised the same question: "Aren't we still in a dungeon? Otherwise, why would we have a game panel?"

"I don't care, I'm definitely back! My daughter, my daughter came back with me too, hahahahaha!"

"My dad died during the first dungeon run... but as soon as I left the room, he was sitting on the sofa smiling at me... It's a bit unfilial, but it's really scary, who understands?"

"I... I was in my room when my grandma suddenly knocked on the door and gave me a bowl of fruit. But... my grandma died when I was ten. I can't eat this fruit, help..."

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More and more people are saying they have seen their deceased relatives in this world.

Some wept with joy, while others felt inexplicably uneasy.

But everyone gradually realized that this world was not their real world.

Jiang Ran, however, walked toward the door, which was being knocked on more and more heavily, with a hint of amusement in her eyes.

She couldn't help but feel a little curious; who would be standing behind the door?

Xu Tian? Xu Yunxuan? Or Song Churou, who has always been relatively unknown?

The thought of ripping them off again filled Jiang Ran with a little excitement.

But as the door opened, the smile on Jiang Ran's face slowly disappeared.

Standing outside the door was her mother, Jiang Man.

Seemingly not expecting Jiang Ran to open the door so readily, the woman outside still had her hand raised in mid-air.

Upon seeing Jiang Ran come out, she quickly put on a gentle smile and said softly, "Ranran, why is the door closed when you're home? Mom hasn't seen you in so long. May I come in?"

Jiang Ran stared blankly at the woman's face, which seemed etched into her very bones, and for a moment she didn't know how to react.

She should have realized this when she saw those people talking about seeing their loved ones.

How could this stupid game possibly send a piece of trash that she's already killed once to her?

However, no matter how much murderous intent surged within Jiang Ran, she couldn't bring herself to kill the face standing outside the door.

Jiang Ran didn't speak, and "Jiang Man" outside the door didn't urge her either. She just maintained her gentle demeanor and was holding a pastry from the cake shop that Jiang Ran loved to eat when she was a child.

It was as if Jiang Ran was still the somewhat naive and spoiled little girl she remembered.

Jiang Ran thought with some irritation that in many horror stories, it seemed that those eerie creatures had to ask the homeowner's permission to enter. Once they were let in, they would reveal their true nature.

That would be wonderful, Jiang Ran thought.

She opened the door wide and stepped aside, saying, "Come in."

Come in, then show your true colors and kill me.

That way, I won't appear weak and useless because of your face.

As if thinking that when "Jiang Man" showed a twisted expression and was ready to kill her, she would no longer maintain this inexplicably irritating look, Jiang Ran even took the initiative to walk in front of Jiang Man.

"Ranran, do you still like eating cakes from this store?"

Jiang Man's soft voice came from behind, and Jiang Ran's back stiffened. She subconsciously wanted to turn around.

She wanted to yell, "Don't mimic her!"

But in the end, he didn't say anything.

Jiang Ran sadly realized that for a moment she couldn't bear to shatter this illusion.

This game is indeed very good at psychological warfare; it accurately grasped Jiang Ran's only weakness.

"Fine," Jiang Ran slowly relaxed her body, thinking helplessly, "Just these two seconds will do."

As long as she can't help but take action, she can break free from this dilemma.

Let's do it.

This also gives her a reason to take action.

What Jiang Ran didn't know was that if she could turn around at this moment, she would see the painful yet relieved smile on Jiang Man's face.

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

Jiang Ran was getting impatient, but the "person" behind her still hadn't made a move.

What on earth do you want to do?!

She turned around somewhat angrily, only to find that there was no one behind her. The only evidence was a small plate of delicate pastries on the small tea table near the door, indicating that someone had indeed passed through the room.

Jiang Ran's expression changed, and without caring about anything else, she rushed out of the room!

But there was no sign of Jiang Man outside the door.

Suppressing her unease, she ran downstairs, even shouting, "Mom!!"

No one responded.

When she found the lobby on the first floor of the villa, she saw three figures that she did not want to see at all.

Xu Tian put down his newspaper and coffee cup. Although his eyes were filled with resentment as he stared at Jiang Ran, he still stiffly put on a "kind" smile, which was also tinged with excitement: "Ranran, what are you shouting about so early in the morning? Isn't your mother here?"

As he spoke, he gestured with his eyes to Song Churou, who was also sitting at the table.

Xu Yunxuan, standing to the side, looked at Jiang Ran with eyes that could almost shoot out poisoned knives, but his lips were also stiffly raised as he echoed Xu Tian's words: "Ranran, I miss you so much."

Although Song Churou didn't speak, she stared intently at Jiang Ran's face with the same malice and expectation, constantly stuffing salad into her mouth.

The salad seemed to contain something like red dragon fruit; as she chewed, juice oozed from the corners of her mouth, as red as blood.

Jiang Ran knew that, according to typical supernatural tales, these people could only unleash their evil intentions if they broke some kind of "rule".

But when she heard Xu Tian say, "Isn't your mother here?", she felt an urgent need to release the evil thoughts in her heart.

Ranran: Kill my enemy again? Is there really such a good thing?