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Chao Mingsheng hurriedly escaped from room 0888 and wanted to return to his room. The deep corridor seemed to have undergone some changes compared to when he came up. The words "Quiet" written in blood on the wall seemed to have come alive, and the blood that flowed was twisted. Creeping, like a viper.

He lowered his head in panic and walked faster and faster, but the figure in yellow lingered in his mind, and he would always think of him unconsciously.

And then it kept appearing in my mind, the distance between myself and this figure was getting closer and clearer, and when I realized this, I had come to the foot of this figure.

The shallow and boundless Harry Lake was submerged to the ankles, and ripples appeared. The figure stood in the middle of Harry Lake, about two adults tall, wearing a gorgeous crown, wearing a psychedelic yellow robe, and a white mask. Covering the face, through the two pores in the eyes, it seems that you can see the various colors inside, the boundless starry sky, which makes people yearn infinitely.

Under Lake Harry, which was only submerged to the ankle, many tentacles like octopuses were dancing. These tentacles were so huge that each of them could not be hugged by three or five adults.

If it is made into a barbecue, it is estimated that it cannot be taken without two hundred yuan.

Chao Mingsheng hurriedly shook his head, shaking out all the messy thoughts. He didn't know why he was no longer afraid of this figure, but wanted to know him.

I want to know his name, his past, his appearance under his mask.

[Please note that your SAN value has been reset to zero, please keep your emotions calm. 】

Chao Mingsheng could already see the house number 0811, but he still stopped, turned his head and walked back, he wanted to understand the fascinating figure.

"Welcome back, the people of the King in Yellow." Mary Shaw seemed to have expected him to come back, still maintaining that elegant and calm smile.

It's just that the rich food that was steaming on the table is now cold and rotten, and the two men sitting around the table chatting and laughing with Mary Shaw leaned on the back of the chair with their eyes open, their faces ashen, as if they had already died. long corpse.

But Chao Mingsheng didn't care anymore, and hurriedly asked: "Who is the king in yellow? How do I see him?"

[Mary Shaw's favorability for you increases by 30, and the current favorability is 40. 】

"He has many titles, the Indescribable, the Lord of the Deep Sea and the Starry Sky, etc. The King in Yellow is just one of them. Maybe you can also call a name that can be understood with the shallow knowledge of human beings, Hastur!" With Mary Shaw As soon as the voice fell, a black star rose slowly outside the window, and it did not appear dim next to the full moon.

Mary Shaw turned around and took out a book from the side and handed it over with a smile: "This is the script the King in Yellow asked me to write, also called "The King in Yellow", maybe you will be interested."

In the center of the black mottled book cover is a yellow mark, which obviously looks no different from ordinary books, but inexplicably reveals an evil and ominous atmosphere. Just looking at it can make people feel fearful.

I don’t know where this kind of fear comes from, and I can’t tell it. If I insist on explaining it, it’s like when a person sees a poisonous snake. It clearly hasn’t hurt you, but it will inevitably breed fear.

And along with this fear, there is also a strong curiosity, which makes Chao Mingsheng unable to resist turning the pages of the book. When he sees the first word, he is immersed in the world depicted in the book and cannot extricate himself.

The silver-white moon began to be stained with blood, and even the moonlight that had fallen down became scarlet. The two men, the old man and the young man, remained slumped on the chair without any change. The whole room was very quiet. Only Chao Mingsheng's increasingly heavier breathing and the rustling of turning pages sounded.

The door of Room 0888 has never been closed. When the blood moon arrived, the slight footsteps in the corridor could be heard clearly, and from time to time, pale faces would lie on the door frame and peep in.

But Mary Shaw didn't get up, didn't make any sound, just turned her head to look, along with her looking back, all the dolls in the glass window also turned their heads, and their malicious eyes fell on those outsiders. .

The outsider just watched silently for a moment, then quietly retreated.

"Hold the yellow seal when the black star slowly rises, and the king in yellow will respond to your call." Chao Mingsheng muttered to himself unconsciously, then raised his head and said excitedly: "Let me join the dedication to the yellow The king's performance."

He was blown away by what was depicted in the book, but when he told him what was recorded in it, he couldn't tell, he could only remember the emotion.

This feeling is like cramming one hour before the exam, but when it comes to the exam, it will become Ma Hemei? What winter plum?

"Of course you can, but only the puppets can go on the stage. I can teach you how to control the puppets." Mary Shaw turned the old man around, his back was completely hollowed out, and only a wooden stick supported his body.

Facing such a strange scene, Chao Mingsheng felt very normal, and nodded hastily in agreement.

[Mary Shaw's favorability for you increases by 40, and the current favorability is 80. You will be sheltered by her in the Arkham community. When you venture out of the community, you can seek her help. 】

【Do you accept the profession taught by Mary Shaw, puppet master? 】

[Puppet master: You are the most eye-catching existence on the stage, all the spotlights are on you, but lifeless puppets can interpret their own lives under your hands. 】

[Puppet making: Skill level LV1, you can make lifelike puppets~www.readwn.com~ needs to use corpses as materials, currently only one puppet can be made. 】

[Puppet manipulation: Skill level LV1, all puppets can be freely controlled like your fingers, and the current skill controls one puppet. 】

"Accept! I want to accept it!" Chao Mingsheng nodded hastily. He couldn't wait to join the show and get a response from the King in Yellow.

[You have acquired a second occupation, puppet master. 】

[Xinghai security system: It is detected that your mood is extremely unstable. For the sake of safety, you will be forced to go offline, play moderately, and beware of addiction. 】

Chao Mingsheng's eyes widened, and before he could resist, his eyes darkened. When he recovered, it was like a drowning person who had finally come into contact with fresh air, breathing heavily.

What the **** did I just do?

He took off the dream helmet and slumped on the sofa deck. Everything that happened in the game was replayed in his mind. Only the content of the book of the King in Yellow Clothes could not be recalled.

Fear was like a late tide, and he was swept up in it, trembling all over.