A sickly beauty becomes a god in a horror game

Chapter 1 01: The Mysterious Statue

"Baicha, can you...can you do me a favor?"

Bai Cha was correcting a thesis in the dormitory, when he heard this, he looked at his roommate Yu Zhenzhen.

Yu Zhenzhen hesitated in speaking.

"Help for what?" Bai Cha asked warmly.

"I'm a little unwell these days, can you help me get a courier?"

After Yu Zhenzhen finished speaking, she said in a panic: "Forget it, let me get it myself..."

"It's okay, I just went to the supermarket to buy something, just send me the pick-up code." Bai Cha smiled.

Yu Zhenzhen's condition these past few days is really not right, her face is frighteningly pale, and she doesn't sleep all night.

Due to Bai Cha's health, her sleep quality has been very bad. In the middle of last night, she saw Yu Zhenzhen sitting there staring at the wall, and she didn't know what was wrong.

"But if you're not feeling well, it's better to go to the hospital as soon as possible. Nothing is more important than health."

Bai Cha stroked her hair, said softly, and left the dormitory with her mobile phone.

Yu Zhenzhen looked at her leaving back, pursed her lips twice, her eyes were red.

She looked down at her phone. After a long while, she sent the pick-up code to Baicha with trembling hands, then closed her eyes, buried herself in the quilt and cried.

sorry Sorry sorry!
Yu Zhenzhen apologized frantically in her heart.

She didn't know what Baicha would think of it when she knew the truth, but Baicha was so gentle, she shouldn't blame her, right?

She really... has no choice.

Holding an umbrella, Baicha walked towards the supermarket unhurriedly.

Today is a cloudy day, with a little bit of rain, very very light, few passers-by take up umbrellas, it is midsummer after all.

Too bad she can't.

Even with such a light rain, she is likely to fall ill after returning to the dormitory.

She is not born with a congenital deficiency, and she has no conditions to be taken care of the day after tomorrow. Compared with the dying old man, she is only 20 years old instead of 80 years old.

Yu Zhenzhen was a little strange, but she didn't care.

Just do me a favor, one more thing is worse than one less thing, why bother to get to the bottom of it.

She thought indifferently in her heart, what about love.

At least I can show that I can walk and move.

There are quite a lot of people in the supermarket, and there are many students who come and go to pick up express delivery.

When it was Baicha's turn, she reported the pick-up code.

A somewhat heavy express box arrived in her hands.

She took a photo of Yu Zhenzhen.

"I'm going back now, do you have anything to bring?"

Asked politely, Baicha felt that if a person is sensible, he should refuse.

Yu Zhenzhen was sensible, but she said, "Can you open that courier for me to see what's inside?"

Gee.

Bai Cha didn't want to, but agreed.

This has been her life principle for more than 20 years. She knew from a young age that she was weak and she was the only one left in the family, and many people around her would give kind help out of sympathy.

But that doesn't mean the help is free.

The premise is that she will show it, gentle, harmless, and worthy.

Absolutely not hysterical, sensitive, egotistical because of physical pain and torture.

Not to mention that just because others have helped her, she can be justified, but she has to give back.

Even if no one ever asked her if she wanted sympathetic help, she couldn't refuse.

Otherwise, these seemingly beautiful good intentions may turn into: "Sure enough, after losing my parents, I have some problems in my heart. I am too withdrawn. Others are also kind, so why don't you appreciate it?", "Everyone is also kind, you Can you not be so sensitive.", "Oh, don't bother with her, she has a bad temper because of her poor health."

That means she doesn't know good from bad.

But the kindness of these people is indeed true kindness.

Bai Cha borrowed a knife and cut open the courier.

Inside is a statue.

Bai Cha was a little surprised.

Because of this statue, it looks very evil.

It looks like a Buddha statue, sitting on a lotus platform, pinching the Buddha's seal, but the expression does not have the compassion that a Buddha statue should have.

Instead, revealing indescribable malice, he stared at her coldly.

Bai Cha shivered subconsciously, feeling that the temperature around him had dropped a lot, and his voice seemed to have disappeared.

Only this Buddha statue remained in front of him.

The eyeballs of the Buddha statue seemed to move, and she felt a sense of suffocation, as if locked by something.

The coldness that rushed towards her face like a tide almost made her face turn pale instantly, her heart was beating crazily, and her breathing began to become short of breath.

She instinctively wanted to cover her chest and suppress the heart that was about to jump out of her chest, but she couldn't move.

There were also some weird murmurs in my ears, like Buddha's name, but it was not true when I listened carefully.

The voice was clearly calling her in a low voice.

"White tea, white tea, white tea, white tea..."

The voice became louder and louder, and Baicha's heart was beating at a terrifying speed. The tearing pain in her heart made her completely lose consciousness.

……

Bai Cha didn't know when she regained consciousness, she just felt as if she had fallen into a frozen lake, wet and cold.

This coldness made her consciousness gradually clear.

"Hey, finally woke up? It's just you, hurry up and follow!" A slightly irritable female voice rang in her ear.

Bai Cha moved, only in time to see the back of a woman leaving.

She glanced at the room, this is not her dormitory, nor is it a hospital.

It's kind of like a small hotel.

Bai Cha sat up, his body was more stiff and tired than usual, and his head hurt. He touched his forehead and found that he had a fever, but it should not be high, about 37 degrees 5 or so.

She basically has a fever 2 to 3 times a month, and she can accurately measure her body temperature without a thermometer.

She didn't care either. Where she is now may be more important than her often sick body.

And at this moment, a line of words suddenly floated past.

【Hey, this newcomer looks pretty good, but he doesn't seem to live long】

Bai Cha looked over calmly.

Is it a... pretty high-tech panel?

She felt something and touched it.

[Name: White Tea.

Age: 20.

Gender: Female.

Exclusive skills are being generated for you, please be patient. 】

game?

Before she could figure it out, the door was pushed open.

The woman who had just walked out stood there with an unfriendly expression.

"I told you, what are you doing to keep up with you? Newcomer?"

Bai Cha raised her eyes, because of the fever, the sickness on her face was very obvious.

After the quick glance at the interface just now, she already had countless guesses in her mind.

So she showed a gentle and timid smile, and said, "Where is this place?"

The woman's face turned dark immediately, and she sized her up.

"Crap, there's actually a newcomer in the A-level book."

She was very impatient and turned around to leave, but she hesitated for a moment and then turned back with a cold tone.

"If you don't want to die, follow along. Don't talk too much. There is a bald head outside. Don't let him know that you are a newcomer."

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