I created the myth of the Great Old Ones.

[Wow, this looks awesome! I really want to try it!]

[The most dedicated one is this guy lying on the ground, okay? Look, he's not moving at all, and he's still keeping that expression. Is his face okay?]

The keyboard warrior collapsed to his knees, nearly collapsing. Those around him tried to help him up but couldn't, and could only drag him back into the warehouse.

All the audience members were still immersed in what had just happened.

First of all, the scene of the corpse appearing was quite horrifying. Suddenly, the atmosphere of terror was overwhelming. Coupled with the first-person perspective and the emotional breakdown of the keyboard warrior, it created a strong sense of immersion for the viewer.

At the same time, the appearance of the corpse subverted the common people's understanding. The audience originally thought that this script was just an ordinary murder case or something, but when the glass flower appeared, who the hell could have imagined that Lu Ban could do such a thing and actually create such a scene in reality.

Some people sympathized with the keyboard warrior, feeling that witnessing this scene firsthand must have been torture for him.

Some people were surprised by how the scenario unfolded and wondered how the players would proceed with their investigation.

Some people are eager to try it themselves.

In some forums, although the moderators are asleep at midnight and you can post lewd pictures without anyone interfering, most of the posts and discussions are now focused on "Glass Flower". In the most popular thread, the usual banter has disappeared and everyone is discussing the scene from earlier.

Did you hear a child laughing just now? Could this case be the work of some little devil?

Going out at night will lead to death; so that's what they mean.

Do you think the killer is a player or an NPC? I think it's highly likely to be an NPC.

This method goes beyond the realm of deduction; who knows if it could be used to remotely curse and kill someone?

I think this live stream perspective is hiding a lot of things. We should probably check other people's perspectives too; there might be something fishy going on.

[If I had been in their shoes, I probably would have run straight to the deceased and could have seen the killer's face.]

Come on, you keyboard warriors are probably just like that guy, your legs are too weak to walk.

Before the discussion about this scene had even ended, another problem arose during the live stream.

As the two gangster NPCs were pulling the keyboard warrior guy back, the sound of children's laughter rang out again.

Through the first-person perspective of the keyboard warrior, all the viewers suddenly saw a small child standing in front of the road.

The child had almost no hair, a pale and shriveled face, and eyes without pupils, just a blank white expanse. He was wearing coarse cloth clothes that looked quite old, and a rusty lock hung around his neck. He was standing at the warehouse door, looking at the three people.

This is clearly not a normal person; it looks more like a corpse dug out of the ground.

The keyboard warrior clearly felt the two people next to him pause.

Even the professional broadcasters in the control room, who were in charge of the live broadcast, were suddenly taken aback.

"Hey? Whose kid ran in here? How did they get in?"

He asked a question, and for the time being, the original broadcast footage was kept, but he had already told his colleagues to be ready to switch the footage to another person at any time.

"This scene wasn't in the script, was it?"

The person next to him asked.

"No……"

As he hesitated whether to cut off the screen, he saw one of the two gangsters suddenly put down the keyboard warrior and walk towards the child, cursing all the while.

"Whose kid is this, still not asleep this late? Get the hell back home, or I'll teach you a lesson on behalf of your father."

As he spoke, the gang NPC picked up a wooden stick from the side, preparing to hit the child.

The child suddenly disappeared again, and the gang NPC's stick missed its target.

"Damn it, you're messing with me, aren't you? Don't let me find out who your son is tomorrow, or I'll teach you a lesson!"

He left with a single sentence, then pulled the keyboard warrior, who was already somewhat delirious, back to the warehouse.

The camera finally switched away, and the two gang NPCs, having received a message from the console, exchanged a glance.

At this moment, the keyboard warrior breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the two of them.

"Could that child be the murderer?"

He doesn't know whether he's an ordinary citizen who came to play games or a gangster who grew up in the ruined city.

The keyboard warrior saw the gangster NPC shake his head and felt relieved.

But the other person's next words made the keyboard warrior's heart leap into his throat.

"There are no children here... that wasn't human."

Chapter 437 Secret Room Adventure: Starting by Sleeping in a Coffin

The scene shifts, from the warehouse where the gang was located to a completely dark place.

This first-person perspective makes it feel like you're in a confined space, with only a few lights from the night shooting function illuminating the surroundings.

This perspective comes from a 24-year-old master's student from Jiangcheng University.

"This is where?"

He was a little confused. He was a mental patient and sometimes saw strange things, but in this situation, it couldn't be considered a mental problem, could it?

The mentally ill guy seems to be inside a closet.

He reached out and felt around, and realized that the "wall" in front of him seemed to be made of wood. He tapped it and it made a crisp sound.

dong dong dong-

He knocked outside and called out twice, but there was no response.

Meanwhile, the comments in the live stream changed completely upon seeing this scene.

[Everyone, this is a real escape room experience; there's absolutely no movement involved.]

I just saw some scratches on the wooden board in front of me. Is there something written on it?

[This is so hard to kick, could it be a coffin?]

I'm more curious about how he got in; doesn't he always walk in by himself?

[Everyone, you can leave now. He'll be sleeping here for the next three days, no need to check on him.]

Everyone else either has a place to stay or is accompanied by NPCs, but he doesn't even have a place to stand. It's so pitiful!

The mentally ill man reached out and felt around on the wooden board, quickly finding some grooves and patterns.

He carefully felt with his fingers and could vaguely make out the words.

"...Help me?"

He read it aloud, then suddenly gasped in surprise.

"This is a coffin? This is a coffin!!!"

"The words on this... were carved by the fingernails of the person lying in the coffin!"

He cried out in surprise and immediately panicked.

Regardless, having someone lie in a coffin is always a terrifying thing.

Not to mention that the coffin door didn't move at all, as if it was blocked by something, which made people even more uneasy.

bang bang bang --

He pounded on the coffin lid with all his might, but no one responded.

Just then, he felt a bit hot around him.

It's December, and even inside the sealed coffin, the temperature is usually quite low, but now, the mentally ill guy feels much hotter.

The heat emanated from behind him, penetrating the coffin lid and causing him to sweat.

"What's so hot..."

When he asked that question, he suddenly realized his predicament.

"This is... a crematorium???"

His voice became hoarse.

The surroundings grew hotter and hotter, and his struggles intensified, but to no avail.

"Let me out! Let me out!!!"

He roared.

Meanwhile, the viewers watching the live stream were simply enjoying the spectacle.

Wow, this is so exciting!

[His acting was so realistic; I think he was the mole planted by Lu Ban.]

What? There's a mole? Where is he?

The words inside the coffin look pretty realistic; I would have believed them if I didn't know it was a game.

This first-person perspective is really captivating, the tension is off the charts, I'd love to try it.

[The other players lost out; this is the real deal when it comes to escape rooms!]

[This is so frustrating for people with claustrophobia!]

[Solve the mystery! This person only knows how to ask for help but not how to solve the mystery. There are words on it, there must be a way to solve it.]

[Lu Ban arrived and wiped them all out in one hit]

The mentally ill guy naturally couldn't see the comments, otherwise even though he was usually very polite, he would have said something like, "If you're so good, then you do it."

He felt that the temperature around him must have exceeded forty degrees Celsius. Sweat soaked through his clothes, making him feel anxious and fearful.

I've heard news reports before that in some countries with underdeveloped medical technology, people are sent to the morgue before they're fully dead, and then jump up during cremation.

He never imagined that he would become the protagonist in the news, and the one being pressed into a coffin!

As the temperature rose, all that remained in his eyes was fear and madness.

"Go to hell, all of you! Go to hell, all of you!"

"Let me go, let me go, save me, save me, I don't want to die!"

"Who will open it? I xx, I xx, I xx him xxx!"

As he uttered the curse, he suddenly heard a clattering sound outside.