Leaving the affairs of the office to Shiqi, Mu Su can completely leave the house.

As for the client's visit, it can be handled by Shi Qi in the living room, and there is no need to enter the room, so as not to disturb the big demon king of Musu playing games and the AIC little demon king watching animations - that's right, he doesn't hide this now, and he doesn't even bother to find an excuse like "playing games and materials".

Turn over to bed, enter the game, and sleep Cthulhu to fall asleep.

The dense fog that could not be dispersed from the sea cliff was filled, Mu Su wanted to go out to play, but he was afraid of accidentally dying, it was a corpse and two lives, and he also wanted to give birth to a daughter and be a wife.

Idleness teased Karen for a while, and Matsu received an unexpected message.

Smell the man: Are you playing!

Musu: Yes!

Smell the man: I mean the copy!

Musu: No!

Smell the fragrance and know the man: Let's play together!

Masu: This can be had!

Is the girl with the weakest presence in this team going to exert her strength now?

Mu Su lay down on the bed and accepted the invitation sent by Wen Xiang.

In the infinite darkness of total darkness and the sound of the waves, the chat page emerged.

In addition to smelling incense, there is also a player named Martin Luther King.

Martin Luther King, Jr.: Oh, oh, it's really Musu!

Smell the man: Of course!

The tone of the smell of incense was slightly proud.

Smell the man: Introduction, she is a good friend of mine.

Masu: Is it cute?

Martin Luther King, Jr.: QAQ

Smell the fragrance and know the man: Are you afraid of an 18-year-old girl of 1.9 meters?

Martin Luther King, Jr.: Why are you saying that......

Masu: May I ask you for a drink?

Smell the fragrance and know the man: Mu Su, you give me self-respect! That's my friend!

Musu: Isn't it good to kiss and kiss?

Martin Luther King, Jr.: Hee-hee-hee, I'm on Mars, you can have a drink if you come over~

Smell the man: Enough of you!

Mu Su: If only I had known you earlier, I just went to Mars a while ago.

Martin Luther King, Jr.: That's a shame I can't see you for what you really are.

Smell the man: I said you guys are enough!

Musu: It's not too late (raising eyebrows)

Martin Luther King, Jr.: Speaking of which, I'm going on vacation

Smell the man: You two bastards don't ignore me just because I'm ordinary!!

God is pitiful, this girl who came into contact with Mu Su at the beginning is almost the same as the Blazing God, and she is even inferior to the latter - the Blazing God is at least in shape.

Musu: I'm sorry, but may I ask you......

Smell the man: Ah!!

After playing around for a while, Mu Su said something earthy...... said some love words to coax the smell, and finally got to the point.

It just so happened that the three people of the madhouse in the new month had not yet participated, so they were discharged into the dream of the madhouse team by the way.

After a short dead silence waiting—

[Currently ongoing: Multiplayer Asylum Dungeon]

[It is currently a madhouse difficulty, and does not produce a special world view]

[There is currently a group and will be placed in the same dream.] 】

[Number of people: 4-16]

[Cover the quilt and they won't find you]

【Loading......】

【Happy game】

The sound of the waves and the whistling of the wind faded away.

And outside the wooden walls of the hut, there was a murmuring that was close to nothing......

There was a brief wait in pitch darkness, as always, and the sound was restored before the sight.

In the cutscene, six young people, three men and three women, sit slumped in a dimly lit living room, and the night view of the city is reflected outside the window.

The TV program was reflected in the living room, and the sound of the entertainment program being played sounded distorted through the TV.

A beer can and food box are scattered on the floor.

The indulgent group of young men and women drank a lot, drowsy with drunkenness.

Martin Luther King Jr. was lying on her side, smelling the fragrance was not deceiving, she was really 1.9 meters, her slender white legs in denim shorts were slightly bent, and she was barely lying down on the couch.

Wenxiang leaned on her lower abdomen, holding the old pavilion in her hand, her head lit up from time to time, and it was difficult to support.

Mu Su sat on the carpet, his head tilted to his knees.

The rest of the players are lying on the ground or snoring with their heads up.

Players who saw this scene blushed a little.

Smell's resistance became more and more sluggish, and her head hung down completely. The hands lost their strength, and the empty wine jars rolled down and fell silently on the carpet, standing still.

All that was left in the room was the flickering screen and the sound of a TV.

This calm lasted for a few seconds, and the edge of the cutscene suddenly rippled like a strange ripple like the surface of the water—

Mu Su complained in a disgusted tone, what age is this still using such an old-fashioned way to express dreaming, is it the next dream scene, the edge should be represented by white mang?

Fortunately, no, in the cutscene, young men and women appear in a strange place.

Filthy and dirty rotten floors, cobweb-strewn dark corners, dusty furniture, they woke up.

After a brief panic, the young men and women got up and questioned each other.

They erupted in a crisis of confidence, suspecting each other who had done it. Eventually, these suspicions were put to rest, and they began to explore the hut separately.

Outside the hut is a deserted forest, and the setting sun is shining.

Here they disagree. Martin Luther King Jr. thought that the people who brought them here must have bad intentions and should leave here. Another strange young man said that it was getting dark and it was not safe to go out so late.

Then they separated, and Mu Su Wenxiang Martin decided to leave, but as soon as they went out, they heard the wolf howl and the green eyes in the depths of the woods, and hurriedly retreated.

As the clock ticked, the sun went down and it was night.

Young men and women lit the fire and sat around chatting boringly.

At this moment, outside the house, a masked demon holding a chainsaw appeared.

What follows is the cliché, the bloody slaughter, and the players see themselves and others die in cutscenes.

When the last man screams and dies, the picture goes dark.

Before the cutscene ends, the six people wake up at the same time. They spread out in the living room, maintaining their previous posture.

Panting heavily, cold sweat oozing from their foreheads, these people couldn't come back to their senses.

[Ahh

The familiar screams startled everyone, and they subconsciously looked at the TV.

On TV, the young men and women actually saw themselves, their companions, and the nightmarish cabin on TV.

They were in a cold sweat, and the TV screen flashed quickly.

Wakes up from the cabin, decides to stay, is chased by ghosts, escapes into the forest, and is tortured by ghosts. It was a scene they had experienced.

In the midst of a screaming and bloody sound effect, a bloody row of subtitles emerged.

"Horror Cabin", at midnight on April 1, horror release!

Young men and women look at the calendar on the wall, which shows the date of March 31.

The woman with a single ponytail opened her mouth slightly, and her light gray pupils were still frightened: "I forgot to tear the calendar, today should be ...... April 1. ”

Mu Su swallowed hard and spit: "Our dream...... ...... it turned into a movie? ”

The six people looked at each other, and the picture instantly darkened.

The cutscene ends.