A sickly beauty becomes a god in a horror game

【Welcome to the S7 level dungeon "A Doll's House"】

[Number of participants in this instance: 3 people]

[The copy clearance mode of this game: players are invited to explore by themselves]

【This is the world of dolls, welcome to the doll house】

Bai Cha listened to the notification sounds in her ears, one by one, and then she received another task alone.

[Dear player Baicha, hello: Your mission goal in this instance is to steal Yanshi’s most precious doll. 】

[After the task is completed, the game can regain control of the copy, and you can pass the level and get corresponding rich rewards. 】

[Secret APP, I wish you a happy life~]

The broadcast ended completely, and Bai Cha found that he still couldn't move.

She lost control of her body and couldn't move her glasses, as if her whole body was sealed.

If there is no accident, she should have turned into a doll, and because there is no way to move the barrage in the live broadcast room, it cannot be closed, and the barrage has already been posted.

【Is Sister Bai coming to rescue Yin Haimeng now?So fast]

[Wow, I want a doll of the same style as Sister Bai! 】

[By the way, Miss Bai, have you seen your photos in the forum]

[Upstairs is really not afraid of death, it's just because Sister Bai can't move now, right]

Bai Cha could really only watch the barrage now.

What forum?
She really didn't read any forum messages.

No one told her what happened.

[Laughing to death, if Sister Bai knows that the picture of her madness has been screenshotted, all of you will die]

Well, now she knows.

If someone took a screenshot of her performance in the last dungeon, it's no wonder no one came over to tell her.

According to the personalities of Xiao Xiao and Wen Xing, they would not take screenshots of such things in the forum, and then send them to her or ask her to take a quick look.

Xu Shengsheng should be so busy that he doesn't have time to get dizzy.

Generally speaking, she would not read the messages sent by other people, and there should be no one who would send her a private message specifically to talk about this kind of thing.

It's not a big problem, Bai Chazhen thought with a deadpan face.

Let's talk about it when she goes out.

But now he can't move, he can't even move at all. This kind of opening has never happened before.

But speaking of which two unlucky dudes came in together in this dungeon?

If this dungeon can only be entered but not exited, it is basically here to die.

【Eh?I discovered that Sister Bai is the only one who cannot move? 】

【It seems that only Sister Bai has turned into a doll】

【Wow, my sister Bai is as lucky as ever】

[Miss Bai, can you blink?Sister Bai, if you don't blink, you will love me by default! 】

[Sister Bai: Come here, manually close my eyelids! 】

[One thing to say is that Sister Bai looks really cute now, a doll that is completely scaled down, with pink-green hair, and one black and one golden eye, this color scheme is really amazing! 】

[Within 3 minutes, I want to see the same doll on the system mall!Don’t be ignorant in dog games! 】

Baicha couldn't move at all now, he could only watch the barrage scroll one by one.

She simply started to stare blankly with her eyes open.

It's impossible for her to stay here all the time, but don't tell me, as time goes by bit by bit, there is really no movement at all.

As far as Baicha could see, there were many dolls.

The dolls are in various shapes and sizes, all on shelves that look like they're in a doll shop.

If nothing else, it might be the so-called Doll's House.

She was just like those dolls who sat there unable to move, she was always quiet, and no one came.But she couldn't even sleep with her eyes closed yet.

Bai Cha could already feel that his resentment was accumulating.

Even the bullet screens are gradually becoming scarce, and the rest are just chatting, chatting with each other, and those who don't know think it is a group.

I don't know how long it has passed, the light in the house gradually dimmed, and it should be that the sky outside is also slowly getting dark.

At this time, Baicha heard the sound of the door being opened.

The sound wasn't too heavy, but it was very clear in the quiet room, especially in this boring live broadcast room.

【oh oh!Is there finally any movement?I'm almost falling asleep! 】

[I see that the two players next door are very lively, it really looks like a background board here]

[I heard footsteps! 】

A boy's figure appeared in the camera.

The boy was still humming. He had half-length hair tied into a low ponytail at the back, and he was wearing a red T-shirt and black pants.

"Yo, when did you get a doll?"

The boy quickly noticed the white tea and picked it up.

"It looks a bit familiar, why..."

The boy thought about it carefully, but he really couldn't see where the familiarity was.

But Baicha had already recognized him.

Wen Zhao.

The red-clothed puppet boy who had met once, was in the copy of the dead bones and heavy flesh.

Because of Wen Zhao's illness, his body would gradually become skeletal, and then he was made into a puppet by passing Yanshi, but he was in great pain and wanted to ask for relief.

Didn't expect to meet you here.

Speaking of which, the dungeon did not exist at the beginning, but what I didn't expect was that the NPC would go to other dungeons to continue working?

Wen Zhao was deep in thought.

Bai Cha pinched his face in the bone-heavy dungeon, although he didn't pinch it too much, but it really doesn't look like the real person, but in fact that image is more like a doll.

But at that time she still had bangs and long hair.

Wen Zhao stretched out his hand and stroked her head twice, then picked up the hair of the doll next to him, and used a group of them to cover Bai Cha's forehead to make bangs.

Then he remembered.

"So it's you, I'll tell you it looks familiar!"

Wen Zhao raised the white tea excitedly.

Back then, he was worried about Bai Cha's unceremonious undressing of his clothes.

Bai Cha had no choice but to stare at him coldly.

"Wen Zhao? Are you back?"

When a voice came, Wen Zhao's face changed slightly, and he stuffed the white tea into his pocket without any hassle.

His clothes, both the jacket and the trousers, were very baggy, and they were just in the pockets so that they would not be seen.

As a result, Baicha's line of sight was only dark, and the camera in the live broadcast room naturally became a third-party perspective, shooting outside the place where Baicha was placed, which meant that they could only see Wen Zhao's clothes.

Wen Zhao said, "Yes, Father, I'm back."

There was tension and a hint of imperceptible fear in his voice.

"Then you stay in the store first, there may be customers coming in a while, be sure to keep them."

Said the voice.

The voice itself actually sounds nice, very young and kind.

But it was inexplicably cold.

"Yes, I will!"