This Text Adventure Game is Totally Poisonous

At one o'clock in the morning, in front of the ruins of Mufeng Timber Factory in the northern suburbs.

"Look, everyone, behind me is the location of Tanling's live broadcast tonight, a timber factory that has been abandoned for half a year!"

Two young men stood at the gate of the timber factory, one of them carried a camera on his shoulder, and took pictures of the factory in front of him.

And another handsome young man in a suit and leather shoes stood in front of the camera, showing a confident smile, and introduced the content of tonight's live broadcast to the audience in the live broadcast room.

This young man's name is Lin Hai, he is a rich second generation, and his family wealth is enough for him to squander dozens of lifetimes.

Lin Hai usually likes to do live broadcasts, but unlike ordinary rich second generations, he doesn't bother to do live broadcasts to show off his wealth. Masters of Jianghu', created a so-called professional spirit detection team.

It's a pity that the popularity of his well-prepared live broadcast on the platform has been sluggish all the way. Compared with the live broadcast of showing off wealth held by several other rich second-generation friends, the attention is not an order of magnitude at all. It turns out that the live broadcast of showing off wealth is more important In line with the public's preferences.

However, Lin Hai did not give up, but actively began to look for various more exciting supernatural events, and the content was bolder and bolder every time. After many efforts, he finally attracted the attention of a group of supernatural lovers.

Seeing the rapid increase in the number of people in the live broadcast room, Lin Hai cleared his throat and took out a photo from his pocket.

"Look, just three days ago, a nearby resident took a supernatural photo while passing by here. Today, our purpose of coming here is to find out what the supernatural event is here!"

Following his words, the photographer cooperatively swept the camera over the photo: In the dark night, in the abandoned factory that should be empty, suddenly there were blue lights like will-o’-the-wisps, making the entire factory Looks like a haunted cemetery!

I don't know if the ghost photos played a role, but the number of people in the live broadcast room suddenly began to explode, and the number of viewers jumped up by hundreds and hundreds.

Lin Hai was overjoyed, thinking that his photos and the rendering of the atmosphere had an effect, and said with a smile: "Hehe, it seems that everyone is interested in tonight's spirit exploration..."

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw a series of bullet screens swiping the screen.

"Get out, who wants to watch your live broadcast!"

"Didn't the group say that a goddess appeared? What about people?"

"Damn, that one who has no lower limit is posting fake news in the group again, the promised goddess!"

"We want to see the goddess!"

"Are there any goddesses on stage? If not, I can leave!"

...

"cough……"

Lin Hai was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly explained: "Yes, the goddess has it, and the goddess will be here soon, everyone, please be safe and don't be impatient!"

The "goddess" that the water friends talk about is actually his elder sister Lin Xue.

Xue Lin, a super academic with a double Ph.D. degree in life sciences and human DNA from Stanford, just returned to China, and happened to appear on his live broadcast a few days ago, and in a few words, he told the friends of those quack masters he invited at a high price The 'magic power and strange art', there is not even a pair of underpants left.

From that day on, his live broadcast room suddenly became popular, and the number of fans soared, which directly made him from a small and transparent anchor to the top ten on the platform's popularity list!

And Lin Hai finally mastered the traffic code. Since then, every time he broadcasts live, he has to beg his sister to show up.

Today is no exception. He made an appointment with his elder sister early on, and the elder sister is already on the way here. Lin Hai can't wait to start the broadcast first, and is going to stir up the atmosphere first.

After a brief introduction, Lin Hai led the cameraman towards the factory.

Because it has been abandoned for half a year, the land inside the factory has been covered with a layer of weeds, and all kinds of rotten and moldy wooden wastes are thrown everywhere on the road.

There is no electricity in the factory. Fortunately, there is a playground next to the factory. It is still brightly lit at night, and the repeated light from the building gaps keeps the inside of the factory from being completely dark.

The two walked through the open space in front of the factory and came to a four-story building.

"Look, everyone, this is the location on the photo!"

Lin Hai opened his mouth facing the camera, and at the same time took out the photo and showed it in front of the camera.

The view of the building shown in the photo and the building in front of me perfectly coincided.

"This is the staff dormitory building of this timber factory. It has long since been vacated, and the 'wild fire' in the photo appeared on this dormitory building. What happened on it? I believe everyone is already curious. Don't worry, I've already arranged for another cameraman to go upstairs to set up a camera position in advance, and soon everyone will be able to see the real scene in this building..."

"Fuck!"

While Lin Hai was talking to the camera, the photographer on the other side suddenly yelled, which startled Lin Hai: "What's wrong?"

The young man pointed to a direction behind Lin Hai with trembling fingers: "Young Master Lin, look over there!"

"Look at what?"

Lin Hai subconsciously followed his finger to look, but immediately uttered "Fuck".

In the shadow near the building, I saw a man covered in a cloak, holding a lantern in his hand. The blood-red hood covered his figure and face, leaving only the torn strands of cloth on the cloth. The strips fluttered in the night wind.

What's even more weird is that this figure seems to be able to move in an instant, constantly flashing from one place to another, making the two of them jump in fear.

"Did you guys see it? There really is a ghost in this place!"

Lin Hai swallowed, and hurriedly said to the camera.

And the photographer immediately pushed the camera to the weird hooded man over there.

The barrage in the live broadcast room also exploded instantly.

"Ci'ao, teleportation? Is it true or not?"

"6666..."

"Absolutely an actor!"

"The special effects are pretty good..."

"Xiao Hai, you have fallen, and you have fallen to the same level as those traffic anchors, hiring actors..."

...

Looking at the swipe screen in the live broadcast room on his mobile phone, Lin Hai said with a serious face: "Everyone, I guarantee my personality, this is definitely not an actor! Old fans who are familiar with me know that I never do those deceitful things..."

"Young Master Lin, be careful!"

Before Lin Hai could finish speaking, the photographer opposite suddenly yelled again.

Lin Hai subconsciously turned his head to look, but saw that the hooded man seemed to have spotted them in the distance, and a longbow appeared in his hand at some point, facing the direction of the two of them, and made a movement of pulling the bow.

The next second, the bowstring fell, and the two of them felt a flash of light in front of them, and they subconsciously raised their hands to protect their faces.

In the end, after waiting for two or three seconds, the feeling of being pierced by the sharp arrow did not come. The two looked up, and the figure of the hooded man over there had long since disappeared.

Then before they could react, the figure suddenly appeared from the darkness a few meters away from them, and then jumped in front of the two of them in a few steps.

"Nimma!"

The young photographer was so frightened that he staggered and fell to the ground.

Lin Hai was also so weak that he almost peed in fear, but remembering that he was still in the live broadcast, he could only force himself to speak: "Are you a human or a ghost?"