after falling asleep

Chapter 13 02.
Following the system prompt, Mu Su could feel an extra index finger in the item bar.

It has to be said that both the copy content and the task settings are full of rambling maliciousness.

And the key is that all the content of this copy comes from the 400st century 21 years ago.

To be sure, human beings will not live to be four hundred years old.

In this case, there are very few people who know that Sadako, Kaye, Rikounu, and Fujiang are household names in the 21st century.

And obviously, this very small group of people will not be idle to play games - except for Chishen.

If it were another player, this opening animation alone is enough to make a group of people scratch their heads.

Nightmare difficulty is really a nightmare in every sense of the word.

Mission reward changes.Instead of offering currency, it becomes teeth.The pleasing of the ancient evil gods in the side quests is also worth pondering.Clearly associated with a particular worldview.

"Someone has a crush on me at the beginning. Is it Fujiang... No, this mentally retarded just wants me to kill her." Mu Su pouted her chin in thought. "Nine times out of ten, my wife, Yuno, is sick."

When Mu Su found that he had accidentally said what he was thinking, Fu Jiang had already heard it clearly.

rich river.The most famous character written by manga artist Junji Ito.

Her ability is not to kill, but to attract others to kill her.

Because of that charming and bewitching face.Anyone regardless of gender will be involuntarily attracted to her, and over time will develop a strong possessiveness, so obsessed with killing and dismembering her unconsciously.

This is not the end.Fu Jiang has the ability to reproduce indefinitely, which means she will not die.Only split into new individuals with memories.Even if she loses a hair, that hair will split into a new rich river.

So I am very glad that Fujiang does not have alopecia.

Fu Jiang had just come out of the bath, leaning lightly by the door, his pale pink face was flushed.Hearing Mu Su's undisguised words, there was no trace of blood on his cheeks.

Everyone she knew about it was dead.So... where did he find out.

Above the tear mole, the charming and charming eyes flashed a coldness.

"Mr. Musu." Fu Jiangde's smile was a bit far-fetched, but still charming.

"You just... didn't hear anything. For example, I said you are mentally retarded or something... Didn't you hear it?" Mu Su asked cautiously.

Puchi-

Invisibly, there seemed to be a dagger inserted into Fujiang's chest.

She was about to say something without pretending to care, when a piercing phone ring interrupted her.

Mu Su forgot about it in a blink of an eye, picked up the phone receiver, and said very skillfully: "This is the Chinese people's hotline for money. Do you need any help?"

"seven……"

On the other hand, a cold and hoarse voice slowly passed through the microphone and entered Mu Su's ears.

"711 convenience store?" Mu Su interrupted. "Sorry I don't buy anything."

The fierce bell was hung up by him.

Moments later...the phone rang again.

"seven……"

Still the same voice.

"Seven out of three?" Mu Su has never been impatient with this kind of random sales.

Being interrupted continuously, the cold voice on the opposite side had to speed up a bit: "Seven days..."

But it was still interrupted by Mu Su: "Seven Days Hotel? Don't be funny, Japan also has Seven Days Hotel?"

After speaking, he hung up the phone and explained to the inexplicable Fujiang with his lips curled, "The telemarketing is not professional at all. Who would be interested in listening to it at such a late hour."

Jingle Bell--

When the phone rang again, Mu Su was furious, and when he picked up the phone, he yelled, "Do you have a public morality! You make harassing calls to others in the middle of the night, believe it or not, I'll call the police!"

"...Sorry." After a brief silence, a cold apology came from the other end of the phone.

Mu Suping recovered his mood and said angrily, "Tell me, what's the matter."

"You will die in seven days..."

Musu suddenly realized and shouted: "Oh~~~~~ It's Sadako sauce. But it will be Sunday in seven days."

"……what?"

Mu Su said in a reasonable tone: "Sunday is a rest day, it's not justified to kill me at this time."

"..."

"Oh yes, you are an evil ghost, don't talk about this." Mu Su finally realized this, tapped his fingers on the armrest of the sofa, and thought, "What about Halloween?"

"What happened that day..." The cold voice murmured.

"One, two, three, four, five, six." Mu Su tilted his head to pick up the phone and counted with his fingers, "Seven days later will be Sunday, which is also Halloween."

"so……"

Mu Su held the phone in his hand and asked tentatively, "Halloween is a holiday, can you change it to kill me on Monday?"

"Is it a holiday for Halloween?"

"Don't let it go." Mu Su shook his head.

"That's not a holiday."

Mu Su sighed in disappointment: "Okay. But Halloween is a holiday. You said that if someone died, once the news was broadcast, it would have a bad effect on the youth."

The other side is cold and tough: "No, it must be seven days later."

"Hey, I'm so temperamental." Mu Su rolled up his sleeves and spit on the phone: "Why the fuck are you unreasonable. Where do you live, believe it or not I'll kill you?"

next moment--

A large piece of black hair suddenly emerged from the gap of the microphone, as if its tentacles were about to wrap around towards Musu.

Mu Su, who had always bullied the soft and feared the hard, instantly persuaded. He tucked strands of his hair back into the phone, and said softly, "Okay, don't be angry. Seven days later, just seven days later."

"Seven days..."

"Wait!" Mu Su didn't let Sadako say this completely.

"What do you want!"

"I just wanted to ask." Mu Su held the phone and said weakly, "I'll ask, will you call tomorrow?"

"..."

"I may have gone to bed earlier recently. It's better to call before 21 o'clock. I go to bed too late. Going to bed late is not good for the skin."

"You'll wake up..."

"No, no, I slept more deadly. I also had the urge to get up. You said that you came here happily and wanted to kill me, but I scolded me for a while. You said it was embarrassing or not."

"……it is good"

beep --

The other end of the phone turned into a harsh busy tone.

"It's hung up." Mu Su shrugged, and said to Fu Jiang, who had been left hanging for a long time, "My new friend may come to visit me in a few days."

Seeing everything in his eyes, Fu Jiang sat next to Mu Su, leaned over slightly, and a curtain of blue silk was thrown down.It's heart-wrenchingly detached between the arms.

"Is it a girl?" She stroked her black hair and asked casually, seemingly indifferent.

Mu Su thought about it seriously: "Let's just... Forget it. Maybe it's pretty after taking off the makeup."

After all, Sadako's setting is a boy with a beautiful appearance.

"Are you more beautiful than me?" The jealous Fu Jiang stared at Mu Su's face.

"I don't know that." Mu Su digging her booger, marveled at how realistic the game can even dig booger, "But she has something you don't have."

"what."

"..."

"Do you have any?" Mu Su sneered, "I don't even have that, what qualifications do I have to call myself a girl!"

(End of this chapter)