The first thing Han Fei did when he got home from work was to turn on the TV, and he didn't watch it, just listened to the sound to keep the house from getting too quiet.
After living alone for so many years, his "home" is the first time so "lively".
Seven ghosts were watching TV on the sofa, looking at one more person, no one was there to break the peace, and it felt quite harmonious.
After being able to quit the game at any time, Han Fei's upper limit of courage was raised, and he wanted to get up close and personal with his roommates, trying to find clues about the killer from those who were killed.
The memories of the dead were repeated on the old square box TV, and Han Fei had every detail imprinted in his mind.
It was getting closer and closer to four in the morning, and if I didn't go on the bathing mission, the newbie mission would be counted as a failure.
Han Fei looked at the watch on the wall and waited until 3:50 a.m. He silently got up and walked to the bathroom alone.
"No matter, I have to try, putting together all the rewards of the newbie quest will certainly be of great benefit to me."
Entering the bathroom, Han Fei did not turn on the lights as he recalled the requirements of the bathing task: "I have to use the game supplies to clean my body, face, and head and the total cleaning time must not be less than twenty minutes."
Perfect Life is essentially a life simulation game, so it was not too surprising that Han Fei might choose to take a shower as a task, although he knew in his heart that it could not be just a simple shower.
After checking around, Han Fei found that the lock on the bathroom door had been broken and could not be locked at all.
"Can't lock the door?" Han Fei's brow furrowed, but he quickly adjusted his mind again, "Fortunately, the mission didn't force him to undress and wash."
Turning on the shower, Han Fei was dressed and stood under the water flow with a kitchen knife.
The cold water washed over the body, the clothes stuck to the skin, and the smothering sensation were not pleasant.
"This game has literally recreated all the details."
After rinsing for half a minute in the cool water, Han Fei found that the completion of the bathing task in the taskbar was still zero percent.
He waited for his body to get wet and looked at the sink, where shampoo, face wash, and body wash were laid out.
" It's different to take a bath in a murderous house at almost four in the morning, the water temperature is set higher, and my heart is cold."
He tried to squeeze out some body wash and apply it to his body, at which point the completion of the bathing task finally began to slowly grow.
"So this is how it feels to take a shower with clothes on, you can really experiment with a lot of things in the game that you haven't done in reality."
Han Fei has slowly realized one thing, there will be all kinds of constraints in the normal Perfect Life game, while the Perfect Life game he plays has no constraints, there will be no one to restrict him, as long as he can live, he can try to do anything.
This could be a hell of humanity or a blood-red paradise, it all depends on how he chooses to go.
The water temperature gradually became hot, and the bathroom rose up with a thin mist of water, Han Fei has been highly concentrated.
When he finished cleaning his body and was about to wash his hair, the bathroom door that was originally closed suddenly opened by itself.
"Who came in?"
Probing his head toward the living room, the TV was still playing a warm picture, but the seven victims sitting on the sofa had disappeared.
The water was getting warmer and warmer, but Han Fei felt colder.
The air in the cramped bathroom seemed to freeze, and Han Fei, who was about to suffocate, looked at the mirror that was covered in water mist.
There were seven other figures in the mirror of the dressing table, in addition to Han Fei.
Not daring to turn around, Han Fei stared straight at the mirror.
Inside the mirror, Wei Youfu slowly walked out from behind Han Fei and reached out to write on the mirror's surface.
At the same time, the mirror full of water mist appeared outside the text - the child will soon appear, and help her.
This is the first time Han Fei communicated with the residents of the murder house, he looked at the words in the mirror, looking at Wei Youfu standing beside him inside the mirror, and suddenly a very strange feeling arose.
Outside of the game, in reality, he was assigned the role of Wei Youfu, and at this moment, he was standing across a mirror with the dead man he was going to play.
His heart is still feeling instinctively scared, but in addition to fear, he also has another emotion in his heart.
Not sympathy, nor pity, he looked at the seven victims in the mirror suffering and in despair, as if seeing himself in the past.
Raising his arm, Han Fei's fingertips touched the mirror.
A cool sensation reached his mind, and he slowly nodded: "I can help her."
After he said this, Wei Youfu gave a simple smile toward Han Fei, and then blood began to seep from his head and neck, and a horrible scar appeared.
His body was violently dismantled right next to Han Fei, like a piece of a puzzle that had been shattered.
Blood blossomed on the clean white walls of the bathroom. Han Fei had never experienced anything so horrific, and he didn't even know if it was water or blood that washed over him now.
And what makes him feel even more frightened is that Wei Youfu was just the very first one.
After Wei Youfu's body was disassembled, Ah Mei, Cui Tianzhi, Cui Caiyi ...
A bright blood flower bloomed in the cramped bathroom, and the world in the mirror was already in a blood-red color, which could not even be described as hell on earth, while in reality, Han Fei was like falling into an ice cave, his body shaking uncontrollably.
Water dripped down his cheeks, and blood flowed horizontally in the mirror.
Han Fei has closed his eyes, this kind of cruelty and horror cannot be compared to any horror film, the feeling of realism that penetrates the heart is like a sharp sword, fiercely piercing into Han Fei's heart.
When the bodies of the seven victims had all been ripped apart, their flesh and blood in the mirror seemed to have a life of their own, and despair, resentment, and pain formed a black thread that began to put the broken pieces back together.
This is what the killer appeared to have done, whereas Han Fei was now standing in the middle of the murder scene.
The blood and flesh were used as a puzzle, life was threaded by resentment, and an ugly, crazy, horrible monster was reborn among the bodies of the victims.
Its body grew larger and larger, and the painfully distorted faces of the seven victims gradually emerged, all of them losing their minds, hissing and shouting madly, and the room was littered with their dismembered remains.
The scene in the mirror was too bloody, but Han Fei still forced himself to look, keeping in mind the words left by Wei Youfu, he was going to help the child who was about to appear.
"The seven victims couldn't have done this without a reason, they were trying to make me see something by splitting and putting the pieces together in front of me!"
The veins were bulging high, the flesh and blood were being devoured, and the creature toppled to the ceiling while its body was still expanding.
Blood poured in, and as the monster continued to expand, Han Fei finally found something in the position of the monster's heart.
He saw an unfamiliar face in the monster's body.
He had checked all the information related to the human jigsaw puzzle case and had not seen that face, and the police had never released any information related to that face.
"She is the eighth victim? She is the last piece of the puzzle?"