Lu Dongzhou probably felt that it was embarrassing for a man to cry so pitifully, but when he turned his head to look at the others, each of their faces was streaked with tears.
Lu Dongzhou: "..."
What on earth, brothers, how can all of you, strong and tall as you are, be scared into such a wretched state by a game?
Those who hadn't gone through it naturally couldn't understand the horror they felt in that atmosphere.
It was only after they came out that they could each share their own experiences. Yan Zihui was the first to speak; without any awareness, he had run inside, and when he regained consciousness, that death BGM was constantly playing over his head.
There was only one dim light overhead, and Yan Zihui immediately thought of that room escape he had been tormented by for days.
He didn't understand how he ended up here.
Yan Zihui pinched himself, realizing he was not living in a dream.
"..."
