Player of the Uncanny
Chapter 162

A storm was brewing

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What color is the sky?

What color are the clouds?

A word that often comes to mind is blue sky and white clouds.

But today, the first moment Zhong Xueran opened his eyes, the sky he saw was actually red, and the clouds floating in the red sky were black.

Zhong Xueran rubbed his eyes vigorously, but found that the color of his hands was also very strange, glowing with a faint white color.

What's going on?

Is there something wrong with your eyes?

She rubbed her eyes again, but there was still no change.

Still haven't woken up yet?

Zhong Xueran opened the door of Bedroom and went to Washroom.

She lives alone, she is the only one at home.

Zhong Xueran turned on the faucet and just wanted to take a handful of water to wash his face and wake up, but he found that the water flowing out of the faucet was also black!

She finally panicked.

When I took out my phone, the black screen turned white and the frame turned dazzling silver.

She quickly dialed a number. "Hello Yang, there's something wrong with my eyes!"

"What's wrong?" Yang's voice was calm and calm, and could always make people calm down quickly.

"Colors... the colors of the whole world have become messy. The sky is red, the clouds are black, and the water is black, just like... the negatives of photos, but there are many more colors than black and white negatives... very... strange." Zhong Xueran couldn't explain the reason herself. Apart from the strange changes in the colors in her eyes, she didn't find anything strange.

At this time, Yang seemed to understand something and asked, "Xue Ran, plus [Yellow Springs Opera]'s Spirit Pupil Reward, you should have one hundred and fifty, right?"

"Yeah! It's exactly one hundred and fifty. What's wrong?"

"Nothing, just come to me and I'll send you the address." Yang said after a moment of silence.

Of course Zhong Xueran was willing to go to Yang. After hanging up the phone, she immediately received Yang's message. After briefly washing up, Zhong Xueran frowned and went out.

It's so strange... The sky is like a fine ruby, and even the light has a faint red color.

But why didn't other people on the street feel strange? Am I the only one who felt strange?

Wait...

Zhong Xueran suddenly realized a question, why... the moment I opened my eyes, I saw that the colors of the whole world became messy, but I didn't think that the world had changed. Instead, I directly thought that there was something wrong with my eyes?

Zhong Xueran suddenly froze on the spot.

At this time, she suddenly noticed that everyone on the street had stopped. Although everyone looked different, they all had the same expression on their slightly white faces.

Cold... weird.

Zhong Xueran felt a chill in his heart and turned around to look around. Unexpectedly, everyone on the street stopped and stopped moving.

Just when she realized the problem in her mind, everyone's faces turned towards her, their facial features stretched strangely, forming a strange expression... It seemed like they were smiling, but full of malice...

"Ah!!!"

With a scream, Zhong Xueran suddenly opened his eyes!

Only then did she realize that she was sitting on the bed.

Dream?

Zhong Xueran suddenly felt a warning sign in his heart.

After being around Ghost Story Game for so long, she still knows the difference between the feeling of real dreaming and the "dream" just now.

The "dream" just now was so detailed that she could even recall the cold feeling of pouring water from the faucet onto her face.

After waking up from a dream, all memories about the dream will slowly disappear, and may even never be remembered at all. However, the strange "dream" just now became more and more profound the more I thought about it, as if it was deeply engraved in my mind and has not faded at all!

Zhong Xueran patted his face and looked out the window... The sun penetrated the morning fog and poured down strips of pale golden light beams.

The colors of the world have not become messy. Is it really just a dream?

She got out of bed with her bare feet, went to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and the cold and translucent water passed through her fingers. Her head suddenly became more awake under the coolness.

She raised her head and stared at Mirror in front of the sink. The woman in the mirror had no expression on her slightly pale face, only Pupils had a slight look of surprise and uncertainty.

Forget it, stop thinking about it.

It should indeed be just an overly lucid dream.

She took off the towel and wiped her face dry, finally there was some blood on her face.

Back to Bedroom, Zhong Xueran picked up the phone and looked at the time, it was 7:45 in the morning...

By some strange coincidence, she suddenly pressed the call log interface.

However, the number that appeared at the top of the call log made Zhong Xueran Pupils shrink!

Yang.

Call time: 7:56.

Call duration: one minute and fifteen seconds.

How... possible?!

It's only 7:45 now, why do call records from ten minutes later appear?!

No... is that dream real?

Did I really call Yang?

At this moment... the screen of the mobile phone went dark, and a face... that was both familiar and strange to her was instantly reflected.

The familiarity lies in... this face is hers, Zhong Xueran.

The strange thing is that the left half of this face is completely rotten, and the flesh and blood are falling off piece by piece...

Zhong Xueran shivered and reached out to touch his face.

"Ah!!!"

With a scream, she instantly sat up from the bed again.

Zhong Xueran immediately touched his face like crazy and looked at the sky outside the window.

Everything... as usual.

She swallowed and took out her phone tremblingly.

Time... seven forty-five.

Call history...

After clicking on that page, she was a little afraid to look at it.

After mustering up the courage to take a closer look, Zhong Xueran finally breathed a sigh of relief.

No call history...

A dream within a dream... it's two dreams within a dream.

Wait, am I still dreaming now?

Zhong Xueran felt deep uneasiness in her heart. She thought about it for a long time, and when she was about to call Yang, she chose to give up and dialed another person's number.

"Hello? It's so early? Are you having a nightmare? Tsk... I heard that Wild Animal doesn't dream."

The voice of Xu Yi appeared as expected.

That "tsk" sound instantly made Zhong Xueran wake up.

Finally... it's not a dream anymore.

She held back her temper that was about to explode and asked, "Have you ever felt that the things you see with your eyes have changed?"

Xu Yi was silent for a moment, and soon, the voice that made Zhong Xueran angry appeared again:

"Then wouldn't it be fine if you Close Your Eyes?"

"If you are really scared, bring a quilt to my house and sleep on the floor. I will reluctantly accept you."

"Consider it a good deed."

"..."

"Get out!"

Zhong Xueran hung up the phone.

On the other side, Xu Yi glanced at the phone that was hung up by Zhong Xueran, with a smile on his face, but soon, the smile disappeared:

"Are you starting to see it too..."

Last night, Qin Manjiang was lying on the bed after taking a shower and accidentally fell asleep.

But the time he woke up was six o'clock in the morning, not seven-thirty.

Then... he took out [Eye Realm], pressed the screen to light up, and looked at the interface inside.

[Do you want to redeem Permanent Item?]

He finally accumulated one hundred Spirit Pupil.

I glanced out the window. It was just dawn. Under the white sky, there was a mist. Clouds gathered on the horizon like a market. Outside the light red clouds, there was a layer of azure edges, like mountains pressing on Fu City's head.

In Living Room, Class Monitor was still sleeping, Mi Qiao seemed to have gotten up, and Qin Manjiang heard the sound of the door opening.

He suddenly realized that he had never been awake before Mi Qiao woke up.

As long as you are awake, Mi Qiao must also be awake.

What a coincidence...

Qin Manjiang stares at the screen, tailor-made for each person... is it the unique Permanent Item...

He also has some expectations about what Permanent Item is that suits him.

Qin Manjiang no longer hesitated, and pressed the [Yes] button with his index finger.

Thanks to spadeaa for tipping Helmsman! Thanks to Winter is Just a Fairy Tale, purej999, Xiao San sepwei for tipping, thank you all!

Good night~

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