I play the horror world as a development game

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In fact, it is a miracle that such a wonderful reorganized family can be maintained until now.

I don't know how long it took, the movement in the living room gradually decreased, and finally returned to calm.

And the dense ghostly aura gradually became thinner, and the scene in the living room gradually became clearer.

a mess.

All the furniture and electrical appliances suffered serious damage, and debris was scattered everywhere, as if they had just experienced a fierce gun battle, and even the walls were severely damaged.

With a click, the balcony door and window opened.

Qin Nuo walked in, stepping on the broken glass on the ground, making a creaking sound.

In the living room, Li Xiaodong and Li Xiaodie disappeared.

Mo Fang also disappeared.

Li Tong sat down by the tea table, there was no injury on his body, not even a sign of any damage to his clothes.

He brewed tea with his own hands, got himself a cup of mellow and sweet hot tea, drank it in one gulp, with a dull expression, as if he was reminiscing.

After a moment, he raised his head, his gray face was like dry soil, cracked little by little, and the cracks spread on his face.

Qin Nuo looked at him, the father and son were rivals, some were just indifferent.

"You are exactly the same as your damn mother, with the same disgusting eyes."

"I admit that I'm not a good man either. Now this retribution is more like a relief to me..."

While speaking, his face was already covered with tiny cracks, he opened his mouth, and fell on the coffee table, instantly scattered into a pool of sand.

The clothes fell to the ground, and the sand exuded black air, dissipating in the air little by little.

"Having been imprisoned by the hated woman for so long, now that she is gone, she is indeed liberated." Qin Nuo muttered to himself.

He looked around, but did not find his mother's body.

Instead, there was movement in the kitchen. As soon as Qin Nuo looked over, he saw his mother wearing a scarf and coming out with a bowl of hot tea, which was placed on the table.

Then, he opened the cake box on the table, and presented a two-layer three-pound cake in front of Qin Nuo's eyes.

All kinds of shocking injuries appeared on the mother's body, and there were also cracks spreading on that delicate face.

She ignored these injuries, inserted cake candles one by one into the cream, and lit them one by one with a lighter.

Looking at the candlelit cake, the mother had a happy smile on her face, and called Qin Nuo to come over: "Son, come and see, isn't the cake that mom ordered for you pretty?"

Qin Nuo looked at her expression and walked over anyway.

The cake was surrounded by pieces of fruit, and in the center was a tall young man with his arms around an elderly woman, accompanying her. Both mother and child had happy smiles on their faces.

The mother asked expectantly, "Does it look good?"

Qin Nuo nodded: "Very nice."

"Hurry up and make a wish, and blow out the candle after you finish your wish, or it will go out!" Mother stroked Qin Nuo's hair, showing a doting smile.

Qin Nuo paused, closed his eyes, opened them a few seconds later, and blew out the candle in one gulp.

"Son, what wish did you wish for?" Seeing the black smoke rising from the extinguished candle, the mother couldn't help asking.

Just as Qin Nuo was about to say something, his mother stopped him again, and said with a smile: "It's better not to say anything, because if you wish to say it, it won't work."

"Mom has a tacit understanding with you, and can guess what my good son wishes."

Next, she took a plastic knife and cut out a small piece of the cake, placing it on a paper plate.

Then while untiing the apron, he said: "The cream of the cake is too high, you can't eat more. After eating the piece that mother cut for you, drink that cup of tea, so you will feel better."

The mother sat down beside her, dragging her cheek with one hand, and looked at Qin Nuo with her head tilted. There were more and more cracks on her face, and the skin fell off like a dead leaf.

She looked at Qin Nuo, and there was no expression in her dark eyes, but Qin Nuo could feel the gratifying gaze.

"It's said that I often look at a person, but I can't feel his growth. Before I knew it, I realized that my son has grown up so much."

"Maybe sometimes you feel that your mother is too strict, no matter what you do, you must follow her orders, and you feel resentful, but that is because your mother loves you too much."

"Don't blame mom for letting you grow up in such a family."

"Mom, I..." Qin Nuo wanted to say something, but found that he didn't know what to say.

The mother didn't care, she stroked the hair around her earlobe, and looked at Qin Nuo tenderly, the shocking wound, like a maggot attached to the bone, was tearing apart her body frantically.

With her last strength, she said with some difficulty: "Eat the cake first, mom is a little sleepy, sleep first."

"Don't worry, no matter what mother becomes in the end, she will take you by her side, grow up with you, and take care of you forever..."

After saying this, the mother's hand supporting her face dropped, and when her forehead fell on the table, her whole body turned into a pool of sand, flowing down from the table like an hourglass.

Qin Nuo watched this scene and remained silent for a long time.

Tilt less, pick up a knife and fork, cut off a small piece of cake, put it in your mouth to chew.

The creamy taste is very rich, and it is not mixed with human fat as Qin Nuo imagined, and has a strange taste.

After swallowing this bite of cake, Qin Nuo picked up the cup of clear tea and took a sip. The sweetness in his throat relieved the greasy taste of milk.

"Mom, I'm going back to my room first."

Watching the dissipated dust, Qin Nuo returned to his room.

In the mural on the wall, the two lines of blood and tears have solidified, and the damaged eyeballs make the whole mural look even more terrifying.

Under the wall, Li Xiaodong hugged Li Xiaodie. The two siblings seemed to be asleep, with their eyes closed and their expressions very quiet.

On their faces, there are also dense cracks climbing.

Those two lines of blood and tears that should have been solidified continued to flow strangely at this moment, and seemed to flow around the two brothers and sisters with vitality.

Qin Nuo's eyes changed slightly, with a surprised expression.

Because from his perspective, the flowing blood and tears looked like a pair of bloody hands, hugging his child.

I don't know if it's a hallucination or what, Li Xiaodong and Li Xiaodie seemed to feel the embrace of their mother. The moment they turned into dust, the corners of their mouths slightly curled up, revealing gratified smiles.

In the end, there were only two beaches of scattered sand and dust left...

Looking at this scene, Qin Nuo felt inexplicably complicated. This may be the best result for them.

Withdrawing his gaze, he looked around the house.

"Now in this family, only Li Xiaoming is left. This role should be regarded as the end of the role, right?"

Just as he was thinking, Qin Nuo suddenly staggered and leaned against the door.

A tearing pain permeated his chest, devouring the vitality of this body.

Blood flowed from the nose, the corners of the mouth, the corners of the eyes, and the seven orifices in the ears.

When I stretched out my hands, I could clearly see that my skin was also peeling off a little bit, and the cracks spread around.

Feeling that the sweetness in his throat hadn't subsided, Qin Nuo immediately understood.

The problem with that cup of tea!

He suddenly understood the meaning of Mo Fang's last words.

"I still underestimated this crazy woman's desire to control, even if it was wiped out, I still have to take my son and leave, and continue to be by my side..."

Qin Nuo lost feeling in both legs and collapsed on the ground, and the consciousness of his brain became blurred little by little.

Qin Nuo panted heavily, trying to make a sound, but all he got was a weak hoarseness.

Falling to the ground, when eyes were a little dim, and when he was dying, Qin Nuo faintly heard a familiar voice in his mind.

"Congratulations to the player's role-playing degree, which has increased to 90%, reaching perfect role-playing, and completing the first role-playing..."

===Chapter 168 The second character, the nonsense parrot!===

"Uh uh..."

After an unknown period of time, Qin Nuo regained consciousness little by little. When he opened his eyes and sat up, he found himself in an empty space.

game space?

Qin Nuo was taken aback for a moment, looking at his body, it was not Li Xiaoming's body, but his own body.

In a daze, I remembered the game announcement I heard before I fell into a coma.

"So it was sent back to the game space after the role-playing was completed."

Suddenly, Qin Nuo heard the voice of the game in the space: "The first role-playing is ending for the player "Phantom", and the second role-playing has been loaded."

"Would you like to enter the instance immediately and complete the role-playing of the second character?"

Qin Nuo was dumbfounded, isn't this a bit rushed? Li Xiaoming had just finished playing, and it was his second turn, and he hadn't even caught his breath yet.

"The first role-playing, is that the end?" Qin Nuo asked.

"It's over, the final performance of the character, after the end of the game, the extra score will be automatically calculated." The system said.

"How many players have finished playing?"

"42 players are playing the first role, 5 players are playing the second role, and 1 player is playing the third role!"

"The third role is already being played by someone?" Qin Nuo changed slightly. It seems that there are quite a few fierce people in this dungeon.

"After playing the three characters, even if they haven't completed the clues of the main line, they can automatically exit the instance. The progress of these players is as if they have been beaten, and they probably haven't focused on the main line."

While Qin Nuo was talking to himself, the game manager asked again, whether to enter the dungeon and play the second role.

Qin Nuo confirmed the entry. Compared with the previous dungeons, he has indeed delayed the progress of this set of dungeons. The game time waits for no one, and he must speed up the progress.

"The performance of Li Xiaoming's family is really exhausting. Not only is the character's psychology twisted, but even the seemingly happy and harmonious family is full of twists and turns."

"I hope the second role played by this player can be normal."

Of course, this idea is a bit extravagant. Which of the characters in the horror world is normal?

"At least don't come to students anymore, bear children are really difficult to serve."

At this time, the loading progress of the game has been completed: "The second character has been loaded and is being teleported for the player. I wish the player good luck!"

After the sound fell, a white light appeared in front of his eyes, and Qin Nuo immediately felt a sense of weightlessness in his body.

When the white light faded little by little, things around the eyes became clearer little by little.

The air flowing through the nose is somewhat silent and has a special smell.

In one room, it looks like a rented house, with a small space, no kitchen, and the living room and bedroom are connected.

There are a lot of things, but they are all tidy, the floor is clean, there are several potted jasmine plants on the balcony, and there is a birdcage hanging on the side, with a white parrot inside, shaking its head and jumping back and forth.

Seemingly seeing Qin Nuo waking up, it imitated a human voice and repeated two words: "Son! Son! Son is awake!"

Qin Nuo's face darkened.

What kind of nonsense is the owner of this parrot teaching?

"However, looking at the layout of the room and the parrots, this character should be a very stylish person."

I was sitting on a computer chair, the desktop computer in front of me was not turned off, and large and small file windows popped up on the screen. It seemed that I fell asleep in the middle of my work.

The hangers on the side are full of neat suits and other styles of clothes.

Seeing this, Qin Nuo breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, it's not a student anymore!

Qin Nuo slid the mouse to check the contents of those folders.

Basically, there are detailed answers to some test papers, coursework assignments, and several tables displaying the workload that needs to be completed every day.

In a schedule, all Chinese courses are recorded and recorded on a calendar hanging on the wall.

"It seems that this time I am playing the role of a Chinese teacher."

This is a bit of a headache, he has never been a teacher, and it is also a difficult role for him.

Get up and go to the side mirror to see your whole picture.

He looks to be about 25 or [-] years old, with a very clean face and shiny black hair. He is a handsome guy, who looks like Teacher Yan, but he is a little less hidden than the latter.

"It looks very sunny. Judging from the way it is dressed and the layout of the room, it should not be a sloppy and autistic otaku who is socially afraid of cats at home all day, and may even have social arrogance."

Through his own observation, this is Qin Nuo's tentative image.

Qin Nuo walked around the room, hoping to get more information to help him identify the character of the character he played, impressions of others, and so on.