- Tick tock.

The sound of water droplets waking him up like a hammer.

"Hmm...... Heh......"

Longjing Tea let out a low, heavy lament.

Intense dizziness gripped his brain, and sweat soaked all over his body.

The cold, hard, sticky touch coming from his back made him feel sick for a while. Obviously he was conscious, but his limbs seemed to be entangled in snakes...... No matter how much you want to move, you just can't move.

That's a very real sense of fear.

It's like a ghost pressing a bed, and you can't even open your eyes.

After players get used to lowering the pain to a certain level...... It's been a long time since they've felt such a stark and intense sense of discomfort.

And his concentration is unusually distracted - he can't even concentrate completely, and can only barely realize that he is in a nightmare.

- Finally.

After Long Jing Cha tried to concentrate for the third time, there seemed to be some transparent and invisible film shattering in front of his eyes, and the whole person suddenly felt light.

He opened his eyes in an instant, and instantly turned over and sat up.

"Shhh...... Phew, ha...... Ha...... Ha......! ”

Longjing Tea gasped for breath, and his right hand, which gradually regained consciousness, was propped up on the ground, while his left hand wiped the cold sweat oozing from his cheeks and sideburns.

He soon realized that what his right hand was touching was cold and unusual.

- It was a ceramic bathtub with ice-cold water.

Longjing Tea felt something and turned around.

Tick.

A micro-swirling, half-closed faucet is dripping water into the tub.

And before that, he was lying quietly in the cold water of this bathtub.

- Bathtub? Tap?

Does the Misty Continent have such a thing?

Long Jingcha thought to himself and stood up from the bathtub.

This bathroom is already decent, if not as good as a modern bathroom. At least it's a European style from the 90s onwards.

He even saw a mirror.

Long Jingcha thought, kicked the water on his pants after leaving the bathtub, and didn't have time to change out of dry clothes, so he leaned over first.

He took a closer look.

- I found that it was myself who appeared in the mirror. In other words, it is the "Longjing Tea" in the Misty Continent, not the "Old Chen" outside.

Although the clothes are completely different from when he enters...... It was changed to a light blue, rather modern shirt.

This discovery made him relax a little for a moment.

At least not the most horrific situation......

…… But he was on a live copy of it.

And now, not only did all the barrage in front of Longjing Cha's eyes disappear, but he couldn't even exhale the display panel of health and erosion.

The tactile sensation coming from the tips of his fingers...... It's so true. He used the nail of his right thumb to scratch the back of his left hand hard, and the pain was very clear.

Is it 100% painful......

Unable to see your own health bar.

There is no access to the forum.

You can't see the barrage.

…… You can't even log out of the game.

"Fuck, why ......"

Long Jingcha complained casually: "I won't also play that fucking game of 'if it's a man, go up a hundred floors'......"

That was true, but he was still a little nervous.

He couldn't be sure either...... If you die here, will you be able to resurrect yourself?

And just then, he touched the middle finger of his left hand, wearing a silver ring encrusted with emeralds.

- That's his bearer.

Clothes changed...... The one-time props and ritual props stored in the wizard's robe obviously no longer exist, but his curse bearer came back with him?

Longjing Cha's heart moved, and a faint green light oozed from his pupils.

At the same time, a dark green glow also bloomed from his emerald gemstones. As the light green inverted tree pattern spread from it to his wrist, the power of the curse once again filled Longjing Tea's body.

…… Can I use spells? Fun reading little books

He was a little surprised.

This is a precedent that has never been seen in his previous nightmares.

- This is the legendary [Otherworldly] nightmare?

But Longjing Tea did not act rashly.

He simply withdrew the curse back to the bearer and began to examine his body.

“…… Am I hurt? ”

Longjing tea touched his back, but he didn't feel the wound. The whole body is basically intact.

No.

He gave the answer.

"So, am I committing suicide, or is someone trying to kill me?"

He whispered, drying his right hand with the towel next to the mirror. Then he touched his hand under his eyes - where sweat is rare.

Although his face was covered in cold sweat just now, it was indeed dry there.

The location of the faucet in the tub is on the right hand side of him, and the position of turning off the faucet is also nearby. So there is a real possibility of wetting.

He checked the sleeves of his hands again.

The sleeve of the right hand was found to be more damp than the left hand...... The upper part of the left sleeve is still dry. And the right hand was soaking wet.

The situation is clear. This should be the faucet that he unscrewed and turned off.

But here comes the problem again.

Leaving it aside as "himself" – why did "he" commit suicide? And why do you want to keep the water flowing drop by drop?

Longjingcha thought calmly and glanced back at the bathtub.

He made quick and rough calculations in his mind through the shallow layer of water.

…… About three to five hours.

No matter how precise it is, it is not so easy to calculate.

Just in case, Longjing Tea didn't turn off the faucet immediately - although the probability is very low, if someone is monitoring the status of the faucet, then he will be directly exposed.

The bathroom room door was not closed.

Longjing Tea did not wear slippers, but walked around the room wet and calmly. After making sure that there was no one else in the house, I changed into dry and clean clothes.

In the process, he once again confirmed that this was not the era in which the Misty Continent was located...... Or the world.

Because he saw something like "TV" very clearly.

It's not the kind of TV with an LCD screen, but the kind of big cube controlled by a knob. At the moment, the "TV" is on, but there is a snowflake screen on it.

Longjing Tea looked up at his watch.

- Afternoon, 3:50.

There were unbrushed plates on the table, and judging by the residue, they seemed to be steaks or some other type of fried meat. The sauce is black pepper – indeed a hobby of Longjing tea.

He made sure he wasn't hungry right now.

"Then I should be lying in the bathtub after eating......"

He muttered as he found a vial of medicine on the table.

The clear bottle has no label on it, and inside it is a small blue oval tablet that is reminiscent of a toilet cleaner.

Is this a sleeping pill? Or something else?

Ryujingcha thought about it for a moment and found his coat from the room—it was a somewhat handsome, heraldic blue-black uniform.

He put the medicine bottle in his pocket.

Then go back to the bathroom and screw the faucet off.

Just then, he heard the phone ring.

He went back to the living room and picked up the phone.

Just in case, he didn't speak first.

It was a hoarse voice coming from inside—Long Jingcha was secretly glad that he could still understand it.

But he quickly frowned.

"Longjing tea, come to the bureau."

A majestic middle-aged man's voice came: "Someone is about to be killed...... Grab your gun. ”

Ay? I'm a police officer?

Longjing Tea was stunned for a moment before realizing something.

Wait a minute.

…… Fast?