Chapter 19:

As if someone was choking his throat, bringing a suffocating sensation, the murky darkness turned into a substance, raging like a tide, oppressing his mouth and nose, pulling him into the endless abyss—
"Didi Didi--"
Mo Yi opened his eyes violently, his back sweating, his chest rising and falling, gasping slightly.
There was endless chill around him, as if there was a life licking his skin, eroding and consuming his body temperature.
Mo Yi's brain was a bit blank. He hesitated for a few seconds before regaining his consciousness, reached out beside him, fumbled dumbly, and pressed the alarm clock at the bedside.
The raspy alarm bells finally disappeared, and the room was restored to its formerly dead tranquility.
Mo Yi turned her head and looked at the electronic clock on the nightstand.
The square screen displays the time and date, flashing green light in the dim room.
Mo Yi's gaze stayed on it for a moment, and then he looked away faintly.
May 9th, today is the second day he entered the escape game.
In these seven days, Jiang Yuanrou popularized the information and rules she knew about the game to him, and over-enthusiastically invited herself to participate in fitness, but unfortunately the seven-day period was too short after all, and his physique did not happen much. Change.
And, Mo Yi refused to recall the emotions such as "now young people ..." that Jiang Yuanrou's exclusive nutritionist and doctor examined after checking his body.
Is there anything wrong with the tech house? Have you eaten your rice?
He slowly got up from the bed and tugged his slippers to the bathroom.
A "click" turned on the bathroom light, and the warm yellow light instantly dissipated the darkness and illuminated the room.
Mo Yi blinked reflectively. After adapting to the sudden strong light, he stepped in. He reached out and twisted the faucet, holding the cold water and washing his face indiscriminately.
Mo Yi was completely awake by a cold shock.
He raised his head, his gaze paused on his blurry face in the mirror.
Mo Yi froze, stretched out his right hand hesitantly, and gently touched the mirror surface-clear finger marks appeared on the blurred mirror surface, leaving a wet and cold touch on the finger, as if still staying on the mirror surface of.
fog.
Mo Yi stared at his reflection on the small clean mirror.
His facial features were wet, pale skin was flushed with a trace of sickness by cold water, and black eyelashes were wetted with traces of water, and the drops of water fell along the curvature of the cheeks, dripping on the collarbone and neck , Cold biting.
He looked at himself in the mirror, his eyes frowning.
The beginning of May here was not too hot, and he did not have the habit of turning on the air conditioner and humidifier at any time, let alone climbing up in the middle of the night to turn on the hot water ...
How can there be fog on the mirror?
The unpredictable feelings in his heart grew stronger, and Mo Yi was in a state of confusion, like a mang on his back.
He remembered that in the last game, he drank the blood of the "human". Is it a sequela?
Before, Mo Yi asked her related questions side by side during the conversation with Jiang Yuanrou, but she obviously didn't know about it.
In her opinion, the appearance of this mist copy is usually responsible for besieging the game field and devouring those who are trying to leave the escape game.
And Jiang Yuanbai and Mo Yi experienced this copy, Jiang Yuan Rou had never heard of it. This was the first time she knew that this weird fog could still move, bewilder, and even attack the player.
And that unknown fog can condense the adult form, it seems ... Only Mo Yi knows it.
Mo Yi pulled the towel hanging on the side and wiped his face. When he looked up again, the mist on the mirror was completely gone, as if what he had just seen was just an illusion.
Mo Yi froze for a few seconds, took a deep look at the smooth and smooth mirror, and then looked away unconsciously.
Even if the guess of fog in his heart was correct, now he can do nothing, but the soldiers come to block it, the water to cover it.
What's more, he needs to do a lot today.
After he turned around, the screen of the mobile phone placed on the sink was bright, showing a new message from Jiang Yuanrou.
However, weirdly, the phone screen flickered on its own without being operated by anyone:
"The message has been answered."
Immediately after, another dialog box popped up: "Delete message record?"
--"Yes".
-"Record deleted."
On the screen of the mobile phone gradually dimming, a finger mark left by the mist slowly disappeared, and then disappeared without a trace ... as if it had never appeared.
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