The courier boy's attire immediately resurfaced in Lin Anran's mind. The overalls were indeed from the courier company, and he did have a memory of them.

But he had seen it when he was a child, when he was four or five years old.

Now, he is twenty-seven!

Over the past 20 years, the work clothes of express delivery companies have changed their style!

Thinking about it.

Fear keeps bubbling in my heart like bubbles in boiling water.

Lin Anran noticed something was wrong. He struggled in the small game room and tried to close the VR game room.

Put your finger close to the power switch and press it hard.

Zila Zila, the sound of electric current sounded.

Surprisingly unhindered.

The tense nerves relaxed a little.

Maybe he has watched too many horror movies recently and has become neurotic, Lin Anran thought sadly.

"Connection successful, enter the game."

"!"

The beautiful female voice no longer sounded pleasant to Lin Anran's ears. Instead, it seemed strange, like a talisman for death.

At this moment, the contents of the previous nightmare suddenly flashed through my mind like a revolving lantern and became clear.

Everything in that nightmare completely overlapped with reality. Everything that happened in reality was exactly the same as in the dream!

Lin Anran was like a reader who flipped through the pages of a book quickly. He could see the end of the dream in one fell swoop. He actually...

No wonder my body reacts like this when I wake up from a nightmare.

Damn it!

He cursed secretly, and before he could make any further reaction, his consciousness was completely absorbed into the game.

"Boom!"

The thunderstorm that was gathering momentum finally fell at this time, and large sheets of rainwater hit the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The colorful neon lights reflected on the window were completely blurred, like blurred watercolors intertwined, eerie and bright.

for a long time.

Lying in the playhouse, Lin Anran's body began to tremble crazily, like a fish resting on the shoal.

After more than ten seconds, he was completely calm again.

The living room was quiet, with heavy rain falling outside the window.

...

...

Fan Ren put down the mobile phone in his hand. Five fingerprints of water vapor appeared on the phone because he had squeezed it too tightly and had not had time to dissipate.

Lin Anran died. Just last night, he was found dead at home by his girlfriend in a game cabinet. But strangely, there was no game disk in the game cabinet's socket at all, and the cause of death was myocardial infarction.

Fan Ren, who had just received the news, didn't believe it at all, because he knew very well that his unrelated brother had nothing to do with this disease.

Something fishy......

Throwing the phone aside, Fan Ren lay in the middle of the bed in a big glyph shape.

His eyes were distracted and out of focus, like a lifeless doll.

Because of Lin Anran's death, Fan Ren put down all his work as a psychiatrist during the day. He really was not in the mood to relieve people's stress.

Now he also needs a psychiatrist.

Being a game anchor is just Fan Ren's part-time job at night. It is precisely because of his excellent ability to grasp people's hearts that he can stand out in the wave of game anchors.

Fan Ren began to empty his mind and speculated endlessly about the truth behind the death of Lin Anran, who was like his brother.

He tossed and turned on the bed, various conjectures popping up one after another, only to be denied.

The door bell rang suddenly, a little urgently.

The word "Sichuan" appeared between Fan Ren's eyebrows. He had clearly greeted the customers who had made appointments today in advance.

Fan Ren covered his face with a pillow and ignored it.

However, the ringing was still ringing, as if it would not stop until Fan Ren opened the door.

Fan Ren couldn't stand the noise any longer. He stood up and walked menacingly through the room and living room, going straight to the door.

Stop.

He rubbed his temples that were throbbing due to the noise.

Then, Fan Ren rubbed his face with both hands, making his stiff face look friendly. After all, psychiatrists are selling services and must have a professional attitude.

After straightening his expression, he opened the door.

The ringing stopped suddenly.

There was no one outside the door.

Looking around, it remains deserted.

Fan Ren frowned again and muttered:

"Damn it, it couldn't be a neighbor kid playing a prank, it's really unlucky."

Just as he was about to close the door, he suddenly noticed something like a package under his nose.

Picking up the package and taking a closer look, the sender turned out to be Lin Anran.

Fan Ren squinted his eyes and made sure it was from Lin Anran, so he closed the door and started to unpack the package.

After unpacking it, what I saw was a game disc with the words "Parallel Universe of Gods" written on it, but other than that, there was no other information.

Chapter 2 Bus No. 88

Like Lin Anran, Fan Ren is also an avid game enthusiast, otherwise he would not have chosen the career of a part-time game anchor.

When he saw this unplayed game disc, he immediately understood that this parallel universe game disc called God was an unreleased beta version.

A feeling of joy arose spontaneously, but then his eyes fell on the sender's name.

Fan Ren's mood suddenly felt like a match that had been doused with water and extinguished. His interest in the game in front of him suddenly disappeared.

Fan Ren turned over the simply packaged game disc in his hand and looked through it several times. He didn't find any useful information, so he just finished it and threw the disc on the sofa in the living room.

He couldn't do this when his friend had just died, maybe because he was afraid of seeing things and missing others, or maybe...

etc......

Lin Anran and he live in the same city, and their homes are less than 20 kilometers apart. Why would he send express delivery?

The other party is just doing some operations and house management work for me. If there are in-game test discs, there is no way that they won't be able to spare time and drive over to get them.

Lin Anran died yesterday, and this courier was delivered today. Based on the distance between the two, this is completely impossible.

Is the intra-city express delivery slow?

Or is this sent to me after my friend died?

The indoor air conditioner was turned on very high, but even so, cold sweat continued to break out on the back of Fan Ren's neck.

No, Fan Ren immediately rejected the second idea. He is an extremely rational materialist.

Abandoning the strange power and chaos, then this should be sent by someone using Lin Anran's name.

Reminiscent of Lin Anran's abnormal cause of death and the suspicious scene description.

Is it the murderer?

Terrible suspicions arose in my heart.

Somehow, Fan Ren reached out to the game DVD on the sofa again.

His keen intuition told him that the death of his friend was inextricably related to this game disc.

The coldness of the tentacles made Fan Ren shiver.

I looked at the LCD screen of the central air conditioner. Although the wind from the air conditioner was very strong, it was at a normal temperature, which made me even more confused.

So, I subconsciously looked at the door warily.

The door was locked, nothing unusual.

What happened to me? I suddenly became shocked.
Chapter completed!