Chapter 26 The terrifying speed of spread


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  Chapter 26 The terrifying speed of spread
  The next morning, Father Fang, who was sleeping on the sofa, just opened his eyes and saw his son floating in mid-air, almost falling asleep.

  Closing his eyes, he repeatedly told himself that there were no ghosts in this world, only behind Fangcheng, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

  Getting up, he groaned dissatisfied: "Son, please don't try different tricks to scare me every day, okay?" "

  There is a hanging ghost on the ceiling, I just crushed it to death."

  "..."

  "I lied to you. , no ghosts. I was just thinking about the problem and accidentally floated up. Is the sofa comfortable to sleep on?"

  When the sofa was mentioned, Father Fang became angry.

  The night before yesterday, he was enjoying the dedicated service of his wife and son in his dream. He was looking so beautiful. Unexpectedly, another wife walked in from the door, pointed at him and scolded him.

  The content of the scolding was nothing more than that you dared to cheat on me in front of me and brought another one into your home. Even if Father Fang explained that it was her, it was useless.

  Later, he was pushed awake by Fang's mother, who then angrily accused him of being unfaithful. Then she even angrily drove him to the sofa and she couldn't go back today.

  Who did I offend?

  Isn't it just that I enjoyed the feeling of being an emperor in my dream?
  And, how do you know what I dreamed about? Did I talk in my sleep?

  Fang's father, who was full of dissatisfaction, yawned and then asked: "Son, help me do the math, how can your mother calm down?"

  "If you buy a bag for thirty-eight thousand, you can still have a second child."

  "Why? Why do you want to have a second child?"

  "Find something for mom, don't always ask me to go on blind dates."

  "..."

  Let Fang's father worry about it, Fang Cheng turned on the computer at home and found that there were still people discussing in Lao Wang's live broadcast room .

  There were 20,000 people online in yesterday's live broadcast, but now there are actually a thousand people left. Judging from the content of their discussions, they were actually discussing last night's dream.

  Dragging the chat content onto it, Fang Cheng saw that the first climax of the discussion occurred at five o'clock in the morning.

  There were not many people at that time, and most of them were discussing the game played by Lao Wang, until an audience member came in and said: "Guigui, I just had a dream, and I seemed to be in the game. Most of the content I forgot all about it, but I was fine when I woke up, not that scary."

  "Strange, me too."

  "Same here!"

  One stone stirred up a stir, and several players who had just come online said that they would do the same thing. had a similar dream.

  Different from what I saw during the live broadcast, the dream was a bit weird at first, but then it became warm and even made people not want to leave.

  And after waking up, I actually felt refreshed, and even some of the mental problems I had before such as being unable to wake up, being irritable, and wanting to beat up my boss were gone.

  Of course, I still want to beat up my boss after going to work. This has nothing to do with spirit, it is just an instinct.

  More and more players experienced similar situations, and in the end, more than 500 viewers experienced similar situations, which made viewers who had never dreamed of such a thing envious.

  Those who dream about games are all like Lao Wang, because they are a little irritable or tired, and then they are sucked into the dream world, and their mental fatigue is cured by the dream world. If you didn't enter, it means you don't have any major mental problems, so don't worry.

  After confirming that there was no problem, Fang Cheng put this episode aside, and then saw Lao Wang's message.

  "Immortal, the reward you gave me, I will return it to you later. The game is not over yet, I'm sorry." "It's

  okay, just accept it." Fang Cheng replied, "I'm also thinking about where it was done. No, I didn't let you continue playing."

  "There's nothing wrong with the game, but I'm not brave enough. But you are definitely talented, and you are definitely the best among newcomers. Have you joined a game company now? If not, I recommend you to go Fangcheng Studio, the boss there is also a talented person. An up owner I know went there, and it is very promising to work with the studio boss." "

  ...Thank you."

  "One more request, I have a few Fans hope to play "Spreading Traditional Culture Starts with Me", can I send your game to them? I'm sure they are eighteen years old and won't get into trouble for this."

  Fang Cheng was silent for a while. I really wanted to ask what the other person meant when he mentioned age, but finally gave up.

  The author died after the game came out. How to interpret it is the player's business, and his own Taoist heart does not allow him to interfere randomly.

  Later, he replied: "You can spread it freely, and there is no charge. And if possible, I would like to hear their feedback." "

  Thank you very much. Finally, I suggest you do some novice guidance. Interactive guidance is more popular recently. Also, let’s change the name, the name of this game is a bit weird.”

  “…Okay.”

  With the consent of the “Living Immortal”, Lao Wang quickly sent the installation package to several fans.

  Looking at the time, Lao Wang found that it was already ten o'clock in the morning, and the sun was shining brightly outside the house.

  On this nice day, maybe give the game a try and see what it's about.

  After all, I just had a taste of it yesterday, and I didn’t even leave the unit building. I don’t know what the hints my grandpa gave me mean. It’s a pity to think about it.

  So, Lao Wang started the game with confidence, changed himself into new pants half an hour later, and then wrapped himself in a blanket and shut himself up in bed.

  Next time, play this game in diapers.

  Lao Wang's original intention was to let his fans experience "Spreading Traditional Culture Starts with Me", but he still underestimated the speed of communication between fans.

  Because the game can be spread freely, after several fans experienced it, it was quickly sent to other friends, and then friends sent it to friends. Finally, a very fast chain reaction was formed, making this game unknowingly. Make tens of thousands of copies.

  Some horror game UP owners at Station B also discovered this unpopular horror game and started live streaming it, but almost all failed.

  Without him, it would be terrible.

  The psychological impact of this weird game on people will not change at all depending on the number of people. Even if you play in a masculine place like a men's bathhouse, you will still be frightened and screamed by the weird atmosphere in the game.

  After trying it, a large number of anchors said that even if they were mentally prepared, they would fall down on the endless stairs and be unable to continue at all.

  Various outrageous video titles have appeared one after another. Titles such as "The Game That Scared People to Death", "The Forbidden Game", and "The Game Made by Demons" are used to refer to this game, but its original name has been replaced by others. Forgotten.

  Just when everyone thought that no one could clear this game, an account appeared quietly and released a video of the game.

  (End of chapter)
 

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