after falling asleep

Chapter 457 18. Fat Gua asked me to recommend his book

At 8 a.m. main world time, Mu Su woke up on time.

The aroma of broth wafted from the living room, and Mu Su raised his head to follow the aroma.

The sound of footsteps startled the female synthetic who was busy in the simple kitchen.She imitated the human smile, turning her head and pursing her lips to show a smile.

The smile was very clean, which inexplicably made Mu Su stagnate.However, he already has a lot of harems, so he has no plans to attack a poor synthetic woman for the time being.

"When will it be good?" Mu Su looked past the synth girl and stared at Gulu's bubbly broth.

"13 minutes and 41 seconds."

Such a precise time is probably made according to the recipe.

Musu responded vaguely, scratched the messy hair of the bird's nest and went back to the bedroom, threw himself on the bed and grabbed the game mask strap.

A faint light shines through the gap outside the window, and the sky is already bright.

Mu Su sniffed suddenly, and there was an inexplicable burning smell around him.He lowered his head and smelled it, then opened the cabinet and poked his head in to have a look, but he couldn't find the source of the burn.

Muttering strangely, he moved the barrier in front of the door, pushed the door open, and the sea water cleared Zhong Musu and jumped out of the door, splashing a splash of water.He turned to the right in standard movements, stepped forward and kicked the water away from the door.

After a while, a head slowly poked out from the door, secretly observing the restored room.

This is……

Musu was dumbfounded by the scene inside the hut.

There are shadows on the wooden wall, and scorched black figures are all over the wall and the roof. They are in different and twisted postures. At first glance, they look like countless shadows lying on the wall to spy.

Mu Su's face suddenly twisted, a group of bastards who knocked on the door and came in uninvited!Don't come early, don't come late, but only come after other people have left. Isn't this smearing yellow mud on your crotch!

Mu Su was so angry that he picked up a swollen wooden stick from the water, climbed up the wooden plank of the hut, and rushed to the most conspicuous shadow in front of him.

The scorched black shadow protruded from the wall by a centimeter or two thick, and as it got closer, the smell of burning was stronger than before.

The seawater dripped from the bottom of the stick like a thread, Mu Su weighed it up, and felt that it was best to give courtesy first and then fight.

He hid the wooden stick behind him, and said politely: "I'm Mu Susu, I don't know what you can do with bringing people to visit late at night."

There was dead silence around, and there was no sound, Mu Su said again: "If you ignore it, please leave as soon as possible. This is my residence."

After not getting a reply for a long time, Mu Su narrowed his black eyes slightly: "You came here uninvited and ruined my house. It seems that you have given up your face."

He transitions perfectly from polite to hooligan.

The shadows were still silent, Mu Su cracked a cruel smile, but his movements were inconsistent, and he carefully poked the shadow's head with a wooden stick.

The enemy is outnumbered, try the depth first.If you are easy to be bullied, you can fight, and if you can't be beaten, you can run away.

The soft wood fibers of the soaked hair lightly touch the shadow's head, leaving a little wet mark.

The latter did not respond.

Mu Su, who had always bullied the weak and feared the strong, had a decision in his mind, and viciously smashed down with both wooden sticks!
Bang!
Anyway, the strength in his hands was numb, and Shadow's head shriveled up.Suddenly, a sharp and ear-piercing hiss came out in front of him.

Almost at the same time, a whimper sounded like an evil ghost surrounded Musu, lingering around his ears in all directions.

Mu Su trembled in fright, and the stick dropped from his hand, smashing out a watermark.

He hurriedly picked it up and said vigilantly: "Let me tell you, it is immoral for a group of people to rob my chassis. If they go together, it will be unreasonable at all. If you have the ability to single out!"

After waiting for a while, there was no movement from them after screaming.Mu Su gradually became more courageous——

But before doing anything, Mu Su had to go offline to have dinner.

After a meal of broth and sweating all over, Mu Su took a shower, and then peeked at the adult girl to take a shower.Back to the game after about an hour.

The mist and mist once again occupied the field of vision, Mu Su got up from the wooden plank, looked around, and suddenly felt that something was not quite right.

The shadows are more prominent than before.

Mu Su took a closer look and confirmed this fact.At the current speed of no more than three days, the shadows surrounding the interior of the wooden house will completely separate from the walls.

They are coming out of the wall.

Not only that, but the shadow that was deflated by Mu Su's blow earlier had recovered most of its head.

Musu wanted to kill one of them unwillingly, but after finding out that beating a certain shadow would speed up the protruding speed of other shadows, Musu had to give up this desperate move.

That night, before the dense fog came, the outline of the shadow had protruded by nearly 5 centimeters.Musu found an empty space not attached to the wall under the flat pond, and quit the game.

Shi Qi will arrive in these two days, and Transparent Bridge will also arrive in these two days.In order to establish a new image of himself, Musu had to restrain his temper.

temporary.

The next day, as soon as Mu Su entered the game, he looked around like an old farmer checking the growth of his crops.

The silhouette of the shadow was completely revealed, protruding nearly 10 centimeters, some were heads, some were hands and feet.

Another day passed, and the silhouette of the fastest moving shadow had stretched out its entire withered claw and palm forearm, and the shadows around it looked like hell, trying to drag Musu into the abyss.

Mu Su put a wooden plank on the withered claw, and found that there was no safe place in the wooden house.

The poor, weak, lonely and helpless Musu had no choice but to hold a wooden stick, build a small shack by the door, curl up into a ball and go off the assembly line.

The Sanity regeneration rate decreases gradually as their outlines become clearer.

Going online yesterday, Mu Su has already seen a ghost face flashing in front of his eyes.His sanity is reduced to the brink of hallucinations.

Another day passed.

Musu logged into the game and opened his eyes.The first thing that catches the eye is the wooden board that has been lifted.A few pitch-black and scorched withered claws stretched out to Musu, just a little bit.

The silhouette of the shadow is almost fully revealed.They were densely packed on the wall, facing Musu's deep claws.

Not surprisingly, they will appear from within the walls when the fog arrives tonight.

"Musu—"

A familiar call came from beside my ears.

Mu Su was taken aback, then stared blankly at a black shadow: "Is that you, Karen...how did you become like this!"

He won't make such low-level mistakes as "I seem to hear her voice. Is it my illusion? Is it because I'm overthinking something?"

Musu walked up to Heiying with heavy steps, and hugged the scorched Kalian sadly.

He put his arms around the scorched Kallen's shoulders, and gently stroked its head: "Don't worry, I won't dislike you..."

Musu is still a little clever.It doesn't matter if the game is disfigured, there is still reality to play anyway.

"Musu—"

The call sounded again, but it came from beside him, not the one in front of him.

"Huh?" Mu Su let go of it with a puzzled expression, looked at his ugly face, and guessed that this was probably Lord Grim.

Before he could recognize someone, Kallen's cry sounded again.

This time Mu Su clearly distinguished the direction of the sound.

Pushing open the wooden door and looking through the prestige, the Dead Sea shrouded in mist, a small boat looming in the fog.

(End of this chapter)