I Became a God in a Horror Game

A community psychologist consults a private clinic.

Liao Ke sent away the last patient who came for psychological consultation with a smile, closed the door, took off his white coat and hung it behind the door, the smile on his face slowly disappeared, turned his head towards the back of the clinic, and then pulled away A blue sanitary cloth curtain.

Behind the curtain is a narrow compartment.

In the narrow compartment was an old pushchair with a width of no more than 80 centimeters, with rust growing on all four wheels, and the side of the bed was full of debris, obscuring the faces of the people lying on the canopy bed.

The man was so quiet, his breathing was too weak to be heard, that he had been lying behind the curtain without being noticed.

Liao Ke put the curtains away, he looked at Lu Yizhan who was lying on the push-bed, and let out a long, long sigh.

Lu Yizhan's face was half buried in the pillow, the exposed half of his face was so weak that he couldn't see any blood, his mouth was dry and black, his eyes were sunken from haggard, and his body was trembling uncontrollably, covering his shoulders. The quilt on the top was turned over by Liao Ke and found that there was still blood seeping out.

Liao Ke unbuttoned Lu Yizhan's clothes in silence, and found that the bandages on his shoulders that he changed for Lu Yizhan at noon were soaked with blood, his whole face was red, and it was amazingly hot to the touch, and his eyelashes and forehead were covered with sweat. Shortness of breath, and the burning is not light at first glance.

The canopy bed was too narrow, and Lu Yizhan's left hand was hanging outside. Liao Ke put Lu Yizhan's left hand back on the bed, and then replaced the anti-inflammatory drug he was taking for Lu Yizhan with a bottle, and put an ice pack on Lu Yizhan's forehead. Then he moved the bench and sat opposite Lu Yizhan, with his hands on his knees, and Liao Ke couldn't help sighing again.

You can't go to the hospital, you can't go home, you can't let anyone know that you're injured, you can only hide your injuries in his small clinic, Lu Yizhan, you are really the worst team leader I've ever seen.

Liao Ke moved Lu Yizhan's shoulder to change the bandage for him, and said to himself: "When Fang Dian was the captain of the first team, she was never so miserable."

"It's your own problem, Lu Yizhan..."

Liao Ke looked at Lu Yizhan, who was still in a coma with his brows furrowed, and sighed, "Why do you have to succeed to save everyone?"

"You're just one person, it's good to be able to save most of the people, but even heretics, monsters, and even gods - even that Bai Liu, you have to try to save him."

Liao Ke threw the blood-stained bandages into the medical waste bin, turned around and found a gauze to wipe the sweat on Lu Yizhan's face, then turned off the lights in the clinic, and stayed in the dark night before waking up. Lu Yizhan, looking at an unknown point in the air absently, murmured:

"People can't do so many things, Lu Yizhan."

"I can't stop Bai Liu from winning the league this time. Even if you don't die now, you will die miserably in the future."

"Lu Yizhan, you don't know exactly what you are doing?"

Lu Yizhan lay on the cot, fell asleep motionless, and did not answer him.

Deer Hunter Guild meeting room.

After the game, it is customary to replay the video of the game to analyze the results of the game, but the analysis has now been completed.

But now the meeting in the conference room is over, and only Cen is unknown, who is sitting at the end of the conference room.

The lights in the conference room were not turned on, it was pitch dark inside, only the front screen was glowing with dim light, Cen Ming's eyes were dim, and he watched over and over again the scene of him being killed by the anti-god on the screen. , resting his hand on the back of the chair, his left hand turned the ring on his right hand unconsciously.

Brother, why did you betray the Heresy Administration?

Seven of the eight [Judges] led by Captain Fang Dian have already failed. In the reincarnation of more than 600 timelines, these seven judges were seduced, deceived, tortured by Bai Liu, again and again, again and again. Once again, the evil gods enjoyed their pain in the way of games, until they could no longer bear the pain.

The seven [Inquisitors] finally lost the game, they surrendered, sold their souls to Bai Liu with tears, and in pain they turned into seven stone sculptures that Bai Liu used to decorate his temple.

Brother, you are the last [Judge].

Are you going to follow the same old path as the first seven judges, kneeling at the feet of the evil god derivative of a certain world line, selling your soul to the other party, and then becoming one of the boring decorations of Bai Liu?

I don't believe you will come this far, Senior Brother, you are the only [Judger] who has survived more than six or six hundred Bai's games.

So, brother-

Cen Mingming clicked on the system panel, and the screen changed into a snowflake screen, with the video of [Wandering Circus vs. Russell Cemetery] written in the lower right corner. When the screen showed to the end, when the system popped up to prompt [Russell Cemetery won the game], Cen Mingming narrowed his eyes——

——Did you get so close to that Bai Liu for the purpose of making him lose the game?

Lalei Temple.

Amidst the endless sound of the dark waves, the prophet with group spots sat on the stone bench with his eyes closed and his head lowered. Sitting opposite him was a hooded man who was leisurely teasing the falling stone with his fingertips. The evil god who pecks the seabirds on the table.

The cards on the table were blown and swayed, but they seemed to be fixed in place by a magical force and did not fly around.

There is nothing left on the cards on the prophet's side, and the evil god's side is still thick, like a stack that can never be seen. The top card has a drawing of a On the sea, the magnificent retro opera house looks a bit like the Lalaiye Temple.

"As long as Bai Liu wins the league once, our game is over, Prophet." The evil god sighed regretfully, "It's a pity that you have no cards in your hand to stop him from winning."

The evil god looked up at the sleeping prophet with a half-smile, "Except for yourself."

"But I don't know how much your incomplete prophet card can play a role in preventing Bai Liu's destined victory."

The Prophet still lowered his head, the evil god gently raised the seabird's beak, and the seabird flapped its wings briefly with his gesture, and his feet fell on the Prophet's petrified right shoulder to grasp.

After the petrification, the originally firm right shoulder was grasped by the seabird, as if it was hit by a bullet shot from somewhere, and it spread out from the center into a spider crack. The parts of the soul that burned and disappeared after the gunshot were exactly the same.

The seabird raised its head and squeaked, flapped its wings from its shattered shoulders and flew away, disappearing into the dark clouds.

The Evil God stretched out his slender index finger and pressed against the forehead of the stone sculpture that was left with a human shape on his shoulders. He lowered his eyes and whispered:

"The game between us is not over, wake up from the dream, Prophet."

A drop of water dripped from the end of the hair around the prophet's neck.

The sea breeze blew strongly from the back of his head, blowing the drop of water that was about to drip on the table far away, the seabirds squeaked from the clouds, and the open wings seemed to be able to shine the only thing left. The sun breaks on the Shrine of Lalaye.

The prophet's eyelids moved slightly.

He seems to have been blown into the clouds far, far away along the drop of water, into the sea far and far, sailing endlessly in the wind and waves, crossing more than 600 dark timelines, and finally arrived at the goal Land - where it all started.

——The first world line.

"Lu Yizhan!" Someone waved at him from a distance, while the other blocked his mouth and amplified his voice like a trumpet, "The registration point for the training of the 1st team of the Heresy Processing Bureau is here! You're going the wrong way!"

He stopped walking, turned his head, and the scene of time flickered around him, and then began to flow frantically in reverse.

The reverse flow of time pulls everything into colorful abstract lines, and Lu Yi stands in the tunnel formed by these lines, until everything instantly returns to its original position beside him.

He stopped.

Lu Yizhan turned his head, he looked like he was about seventeen or eighteen years old, scratching his head blankly: "Did I go the other way?"

The man said helplessly: "Of course it's the other way around. The registration office for the second team is over there, and the first team is here."

Lu Yizhan looked back curiously at the registration office where the second team was queuing. He saw a boy with a cold face, but his back was straight. The Maturity Report of Conformity: "Cen is unknown, seventeen years old."

"My ambition is the second team. After entering the second team, I will assist you to kill all the heretics who are causing the trouble."

Lu Yizhan looked back, and the person next to him whispered in his ear: "The second team is a field team, high-risk, and the people who have ambitions for the second team are very murderous. They are generally severely persecuted by heretics, and they are the only one left. , children who were adopted and raised in training camps by the Heresy Bureau."

"This Cen Ming is probably the same."

"I still prefer the first team, Lu Yizhan, your ambition is also the first team?" The man looked at Lu Yizhan and nodded in agreement, "Your ambition is good, the first team is not that dangerous."

Lu Yizhan thought for a while and asked, "Teams 1 and 2 are both field teams, aren't they both dangerous?"

"It's not the same, isn't it!" The man waved his hands and feet as if he was talking about something excited, "The captain of the first team is super strong! She will not be as dangerous as she is in the second team when she takes us on a mission! She has a The super-strong seven-person team is the most high-end combat power of the entire Heresy Processing Bureau-"

"—It's called the [Orthodox Crusade Judgment Army]."

This man held his heart and looked dreamy: "If only I could join the Crusaders one day."

Lu Yizhan smiled and patted the man on the shoulder: "As long as we work hard!"

The man was instantly depressed: "How is it possible that ordinary players like us can squeeze into a team and go on missions with the Crusaders."

"Do you want to be in the first team so much?" Lu Yizhan scratched his head, he smiled indifferently, "I don't have any obsessions, I can go anywhere."

The man glanced at the registration office of the other detachments and said in a low voice: "Lu Yizhan, you can join the first team or the first team, I heard them say that the atmosphere of the other teams is not very good, it is not like the captain of the first team will protect the They will bully the newcomers."

"Come on for a team written test!"

Lu Yi nodded, but turned around and forgot, he didn't take this matter to heart.

After eating at noon, he was blocked by a group of people in the alley behind the cafeteria. This group of people had obvious depression in their eyes. Lu Yizhan, who didn't want to make trouble, simply glanced at the faces of these people. Instantly, I remembered who these people were.

They were the ones who were brushed out of a team of written tests this morning.

A team of trainers who don’t want to have bad records on their files. These trainers obviously should have more or less memorandums of fights on their files. They were unhappy after being swiped down, so they looked for Lu Yizhan, a person who passed the written test with a high score. trouble.

"Okay." A man carried his pocket and looked at Lu Yizhan from top to bottom with a contemptuous look, "I can't tell, Lu Yizhan, you are still a scholar."

Lu Yizhan immediately raised his hands to express his surrender. He didn't like to cause trouble, so he smiled and said, "It's just good luck."

"If you guys just hate me being in the first team, I can change my mind in the afternoon and go to the second team."

The group of people were startled, their originally aggressive gazes paused, as if they didn't expect Lu Yizhan to admit their cowardice so quickly, but they were unwilling to leave like this, and picked up a thorn again: "How do I know you will change?"

"It's better than this. The captain of the first team interviewed in the afternoon. She doesn't like the team members smoking, and she probably won't let you pass if she smells smoke on you."

The group of people pulled out a crumpled cigarette from their pockets and handed it to Lu Yizhan. They smiled evilly and said, "We'll let you go after we smoke it."

Lu Yizhan never smoked, his eyes moved down, and he weighed between smoking this cigarette and spending another fifteen minutes to deal with this group of people. He took the cigarette readily, and moved naturally to the one who handed him the cigarette. The person leaned forward and motioned for the other party to light the fire.

The other party also set fire to Lu Yi station subconsciously. After waiting for the order, he realized that something was wrong. Just as he was about to scold someone in annoyance, he found that the boy at Lu Yi station was choking violently. After a pause, he laughed.

While Lu Yizhan was smoking, he was choked to tears. He never smoked, and he didn't expect the smell of cigarettes to be so bad.

I knew I didn't want to smoke.

Amid the jeers, Lu Yizhan couldn't take the third mouthful, but the people next to him wouldn't let him go so easily, and were still forcing him to take it.

"Hey, what are you doing over there?" A slightly lazy female voice came from the alley.

The group of people moved for a while, Lu Yizhan still had a cigarette in the corner of his mouth, and he squinted to look at the woman who was standing at the entrance of the alley against the light.

This woman was carrying a heavy sword that was taller than her stature, leaning her shoulders and hips loosely to one side, combing a high ponytail, just standing there gave a strong sense of oppression, Lu Yizhan Station In the alley, you could smell the bloody smell coming from her.

Someone tremblingly shouted: "Fang team! Good!"

This sound was like a prelude to the shaking of a group of people. The group of people started shaking one after another. The woman responded lazily. You are fine, dragging the heavy sword and walking in.

When the strong light faded from her face and she could clearly see her appearance, the party was already very close to Lu Yizhan. She had no makeup and was wearing a uniform coat of the Heresy Administration. Her facial features were very good. Outstanding, but more attractive than her appearance, or the intuitive feeling is that she seems to be able to draw a sword and cut people at any time, mixed with a peculiar temperament of laziness and beauty.

Her eyes swept away from the choked red corners of Lu Yizhan's eyes, and the two-puffed cigarette beside her mouth, and then she glanced at these shivering trainees: "I will know about your files. Consider sending to three teams."

——The three detachments are the one with the worst conditions among the several detachments.

Most of the trainees did not dare to show their air, and they also had the courage to raise their hands and ask: "Fang team, we are just teaching him to smoke, and we didn't break the team rules, why did we send our files to the three teams! "

Fang Dian smiled, leaned sideways against the wall and hit Lu Yizhan with his elbow: "Is it true that they taught you to smoke?"

Lu Yizhan met these people's vicious and threatening gazes, adhering to the principle that more is worse than less, he paused and admitted: "Yes."

"But I don't think you have learned how to smoke." Fang Dian turned his head and his eyes fell on the cigarette beside Lu Yizhan's mouth. She made a move that everyone looked stupid, and she laughed, "It seems that they are Teaching is not good enough, I will teach it myself."

Fang Dian lightly used two fingers to draw out the cigarette from Lu Yizhan's lips, put it to his lips in the stunned eyes of everyone, took a breath, and slowly exhaled it.

Lu Yizhan's pupils shrunk to a point, and his eyes fell on the cigarette holder that Fang Dian had sipped.

"If you want to teach smoking, just do the demonstration yourself first." Fang Dian held up the cigarette, raised his eyes and said lightly, "Whoever wants to learn in the future, come to me in person, don't bother you to teach."

"This is also my captain's responsibility."

"If I can see someone forcibly teaching people to smoke in private..." Fang Dian's eyes swept across, "I don't mind helping him quit smoking in person."

The group of people paused for a while, and then after answering yes, they ran away like mice crossing the street.

After Fang Dian finished his lesson, he didn't care about Lu Yizhan, who was silent behind him. He shoved the cigarette back to the motionless Lu Yizhan, as if he didn't notice that this was an ambiguous move, and dragged his heavy sword. He waved casually at Lu Yizhan behind him and walked out of the alley.

Lu Yizhan suddenly shouted loudly: "Fang team!"

Fang Dian hummed and turned around: "What else?"

Lu Yizhan's face was flushed, he held the extinguished cigarette in his hand, took a deep breath and straightened his back, trying to describe clearly: "My name is Lu Yizhan, I am eighteen years old."

"—Since I was a trainee, my ambition was to be the first team. I was the first in the written test this morning. I have always admired the team very much."

Fang Dian smiled: "That's good, very good."

"The first team welcomes you to join us."

The author has something to say: Next, we have to go through a main storyline, and then we will play the challenge. Readers who don’t like it can skip the storyline of the first world line. Of course, this is the mainline storyline. If you skip it, you may not understand it well. Everyone Just choose to read as you like

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