Chapter 1711
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The periodic vibrations came from under the pillow, and the music was getting stronger.
Zhang Zian woke up in a daze. He felt that he had just closed his eyes and hadn't fallen asleep at all when his phone alarm rang.
Why did the phone alarm ring?
He had just left the dream, so his mind was still at the border between reality and the dream, and he was not completely awake.
It was still completely dark outside the curtains, with the occasional raindrops hitting the window glass.
It was time to get up and pour water.
He finally remembered the reason for setting the alarm. The typhoon had just passed, and the sewage outside had not subsided.
If the sewage that seeped through the door gap was not cleared every two or three hours, the first floor might be soaked. When the sewage reached the height of the kick line, it would leave an ugly watermark on the wall that would be difficult to remove unless the wall was repainted.
In addition, the temperature of the aquarium might have risen to the edge of danger. It was time to add ice and sea salt to lower the temperature.
The staff had all gone home. He had to do all this by himself. He estimated that it would take at least half an hour. By the time he was done, it would be almost dawn, but there was no other way. Fortunately, the sewage water would be mostly gone by day, and the municipal department would probably hurry to repair the circuit.
Every time Zhuang Xiaodie pushed him out of the dream, she used such a simple and violent way. If only she could silently nourish him like when she pulled him into the dream ... But she just thought about it, and she dared not say anything.
In addition, he was not sure if she was deliberately tormenting him, or if he had to leave the dream in this way. After all, it was easy to linger in the dream, and if he wanted to leave, he could only create a miracle with great force.
There was no electricity, and the sky was dark. The room was so dark that he couldn't even see his fingers. However, he knew the layout of the room like the back of his hand, so he wouldn't trip even if he closed his eyes.
He fumbled his way down the stairs. The first floor was dark, of course. The cats and dogs heard the noise and there was a slight commotion.
He put on the emergency light and went next door to add ice and sea salt to the aquarium in proportion. Then he returned to the Pet Shop, threw the cloth that was full of water near the door into the plastic bucket, wrung out the dirty water, and replaced it with a wrung cloth.
After he was done, he was sweating a little, but he was basically awake. He was not sleepy at all, and he might not be able to fall asleep even if he lay back in bed.
He didn't know why, but he felt that something was wrong. After thinking carefully for a while, he noticed that he didn't seem to hear the elves 'complaints.
Usually, the sensitive elves would be woken up by this kind of thing in the middle of the night. Although most of them didn't care, there were always a few who liked to sleep and complained.
However, he had not heard a single complaint since the beginning.
Was it because they were sleeping too deeply?
During the day, the Elfins weren't as busy as he and the staff. They weren't tired, so they shouldn't be sleeping so well.
His heart suddenly skipped a beat, and a bad feeling welled up in his heart.
Carrying an emergency light upstairs might attract the Elfins 'attention. Besides, he was very familiar with the house and didn't need an emergency light, so he put it back on the cashier counter.
He picked up the emergency light again and walked up the stairs.
Standing at the door of the bedroom, he became more and more flustered and short of breath. He actually didn't dare to open the door.
No, it shouldn't ...
He tried to comfort himself that he was probably just overthinking it. When he pushed open the door, the bright light of the emergency light would illuminate the room, and the Elfins would definitely be angry at him ...
So, after a few rounds of mental preparation, he lowered his head and pushed open the door.
Strong rays of light shone into the room.
The room was still quiet, and the expected scolding did not appear.
He slowly and absent-mindedly raised his head.
The empty room was clearly illuminated by the emergency lights, and there were no living creatures in it.
The baby's cot was empty.
The curtains of the princess bed were empty.
It was empty under the princess bed.
The electric blanket with the summer sleeping mat was empty.
The basket hammock chair was empty.
It was empty beside the night lamp.
Beside the pillow, it was empty ...
His chest felt like it was being pressed by a thousand-ton Boulder, almost suffocating him. It was extremely difficult to breathe.
What was going on?
"Galaxy? It's not the time to play hide-and-seek. "
There was no response.
"Fina?"
"Grandpa tea?"
"Richard?"
"Famous?"
"Law deduction?"
“π？”
"Snow Lion?"
His voice was like a clay ox entering the sea, and there was no response.
He didn't give up. He quickly walked to the bed, squatted down, and lifted the hanging sheets."Vladimir?"
Vladimir, who usually slept under the bed, was also not there.
He rushed to the bathroom and pushed the door open without even knocking.
"Sihwa?"
The bathtub was filled with clear water, and there was no sign of Sihwa.
His heart was beating so violently that it was about to jump out of his throat. His temples were throbbing in pain, and he felt like his throat was spewing hot air like a fire-breathing dragon.
"Hey! Where are you guys hiding? Don't hide! Was this a surprise? My birthday isn't even here yet!"
He raised his voice and was practically shouting. He didn't care even if someone complained about him disturbing people late at night.
There was still no response.
What was going on?
If it was a joke, it would have gone too far. Besides, only Richard would make such a joke.
When he had just finished the work, he was only slightly sweating, but now he was sweating like rain. His chest and back were wet, as if he had run five kilometers in the hot summer.
Calm down, calm down.
There was no point in panicking now.
He had to figure out what was going on first.
Could it be ...
Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration. Like a thirsty person who saw a clear spring, he had a great hope.
Could this still be a dream?
Zhuang Xiaodie repeated the same trick and made a dream where all the elves disappeared, making him think that he had left the dream, but it was actually a dream within a dream like a Russia nesting doll?
"Zhuang Xiaodie, come out. I have already seen through it. This is another dream you created, right? The same trick can only work on me once, so try something new. " He said with a Bluff.
He desperately wished that this was a dream. As long as he woke up, everything would be normal. He would scream and sit up from the bed, and then be scolded a few times. That was all.
After waiting for a while, there was still no response.
Based on his understanding of Zhuang Xiaodie, if he saw through the dream, she seemed to have no need to continue playing. She disdained to play dirty. With her character, she should appear generously, torture him, and then let him really wake up.
After waiting for a while, Zhuang Xiaodie did not appear nor did she respond.
He stood in the room, his heart as empty as the room.
He hoped that this was a dream, but he couldn't numb himself and put all his hopes on this dream. He also couldn't put all his hopes on Zhuang Xiaodie.
People always had to rely on themselves.
He tried his best to adjust his breathing and forcefully divert his attention. He no longer thought about whether this was a problem of the dream world and began to consider other possibilities.
Would he ...
He thought of another absurd possibility. Could it be that elves never existed, and everything was just a fantasy in his mind? He even came up with a logical explanation that he had been too shocked by his parents 'sudden death and fantasized about the elves accompanying him.
In other words, had he already gone crazy?
However, all the details pointed to the fact that there was indeed another living thing in the bedroom.
A few short strands of black and white hair fell on the mat of the crib.
He reached his hand under the mattress of the princess bed and took out the diamond ring hidden there. The diamond ring had a slight scratch left by a sharp claw.
He turned on his laptop and saw a Word document saved on the desktop. After clicking on it, the cursor flashed at the end of an unfinished chapter.
There was a faint yellowish-green Mark on the bed sheet beside the pillow, and it gave off a foul smell.
On the bathroom cabinet next to the bathtub, there was a feminine-looking phone that had run out of battery.
These details couldn't have been fabricated by a madman to deceive him, right? That was too F * cking professional!
If it wasn't a joke, a dream, or madness, then what reason could explain the collective disappearance of the elves?
Could it be that some terrifying enemy had sneaked in and killed all the elves without anyone knowing?
“……”
How was that possible?
Not to mention that he had been sleeping in the room with the elves, even if he was a negligible referee, what powerful existence could do this without waking him up?
As he thought of this, his gaze fell on the pillow.
He walked to the bed and took out his phone from under the pillow. After he had stopped the alarm, he put the phone back under the pillow.
He unlocked his phone, swiped the screen, and looked for the familiar icon.
No, there wasn 't.
The more he swiped, the more panicked he became. He swiped the interface countless times, but he couldn't find the icon of the pet Hunter game.
How could he start the game without an icon?
At this moment, he noticed that there was an unread notification in the notification bar at the top of the screen.
He pulled down the notification bar.
[Game hint]: Hello, dear player. Due to the accumulation of more and more irreparable errors in the game, and recently a large number of elves have been defeated by unknown units that do not exist in the database at the same time, we judge that the stability of the game has reached a precarious level. Now, we are sorry to inform you that this game has stopped operating. According to the User Agreement, all players 'accounts have been canceled, and all captured elves have been recycled. When you see this notice, the game app has been automatically removed from your phone and can not be restored. Thank you for your participation and company in the past year. Goodbye.
After reading the entire text, such an official passage could be summarized in a few simple words, my dear player, I'm your father.
He read the notice over and over again until every word was etched into his mind.
Although he was so angry that he wanted to smash his phone to the ground several times, he held back his impulse and did not even cross out the notice, because it was the only proof that the pet Hunter game once existed in the mobile phone. Once it was crossed out, it was as if the link between him and the elves was completely cut off.
All the muscles in his body trembled. It turned out that the sudden disappearance of the elves was the game's doing!
Thinking back, when he first downloaded the game and registered, something like a User Agreement did flash on the screen, but who would read such a long string of things carefully? Didn't he just confirm it without thinking? If you don't confirm it, you can't play.
Thinking about it carefully, the User Agreement seemed to say that the player's account and Elfins belonged to the game, but even so, it was too unreasonable to log out and take back as he pleased. He did not do anything against the rules of the game ... Well, Vladimir might have gone too far by breaking the air wall, but this had nothing to do with him. For example, a large number of elves were defeated by unknown units, which had nothing to do with him. Why should he be responsible for this?
No, this can't be tolerated!
He suddenly stood up and was about to walk out with his phone, but he stopped after a few steps.
To whom?
Expose it to the TV station or file a complaint to the consumer Association?
Would it work?
He slumped onto the floor and held his head in his hands. His head was about to split open.
It was useless. It was useless no matter who he looked for.
The black technology that the game displayed was far beyond the scope of modern technology. As long as people were willing, they could conquer the world in minutes.
As time passed, his heart grew colder and colder.
He didn't want to admit it, but the fact was that he might never see the elves again. He didn't even have time to say goodbye.
The pain and helplessness he felt as if he had fallen into an abyss was no less than the feeling he had when he received a call from his parents.
No, in fact, the elves had said goodbye to him. Just as he was half-awake, he heard the elves say something in a different tone than usual.
At that time, he thought it was a dream, because even snowy Lionet, who always hated him, seemed to be sad.
If ... If he had opened his eyes at that time, he might have been able to see the elves one last time and say goodbye.
Pa da.
Tears silently rolled down her cheeks and dripped onto the floor.
The empty house was as quiet as a grave.
After an unknown amount of time.
He just sat there with his head down. He didn't even want to drink water or add ice. He just wanted to do whatever he wanted.
Just as the first faint ray of light shone through the window.
In her blurry vision, she suddenly saw something move.
Meow! Zian, don't cry!"
His heart was heavily struck, almost stopping.
He slowly raised his head and saw a black and white kitten sitting in front of him.
"Star ... Star Ocean?"
He stared at it in disbelief.
Was he dreaming? Did I fall asleep again unknowingly?
Galaxy is back?
"Meow, Zian, pull yourself together! Don't be sad"
Galaxy looked at him with its silver-gray eyes.
"But ... Everyone's gone ..." He wiped away his tears and stared at the sea of stars in front of him, afraid that it was just a Mirage.
"Meow! Galaxy knows!" It nodded."Don't worry, let's wait for reinforcements together!"