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Chapter 6 Future Posts and Insecurities(1/2)

"Brother, don't get excited...just go on and say what you want, we're listening."

"...What's that, brother...it's not that we don't believe it, it's just that we've never met each other before, and a post suddenly came up saying something like this. We really can't confirm it..."

Seeing the extremely excited reply from the poster, the netizens responded more restrainedly.

Although there are still some stupid and bad people who post comments and encourage the poster to jump off the building, there are always people who advise them to build up their moral integrity.

"I know you don't believe me... I know you don't believe me... but I really don't know what to do. I feel so uncomfortable... I don't want to die..."

"I know who to tell, I don't know what to do... My parents were already dead the last time I felt like this..."

"I feel so uncomfortable... I feel like the sky is falling, pressing down on me, making me breathless... It seems like my body is going to be crushed... I feel like my heart is going to jump out of my chest, and I feel like my skin is all over the body.

It's like being pricked by a needle...I feel so uncomfortable...I feel...like...the world is going to end."

At the bottom, there are a series of words from the poster,

Below, the poster posted a picture.

"[Picture] I feel so uncomfortable..."

The picture seems to be a picture that the poster took of himself in front of a mirror.

He looked like a young man, wearing clothes that were clearly pulled and wrinkled.

His face was sickly red, his expression was twisted and extremely painful,

His hair was messy, his eyes seemed to be popping out of their sockets, their eyeballs were bloodshot, and the thick bags under his eyes showed that he had not slept for a long time.

His mouth was open, as if a sound was about to come out, his body was shrinking unconsciously, and only his head was raised, facing the direction of the mirror.

Along the hair in front of his forehead, his face was red, and some water was dripping down, as if he had just washed his face with water.

Jing Chen had already sat up from the sofa and looked at the photo of the person who appeared to be posting this post.

Finally, my gaze rested on the eyes of the person who posted this,

You can see the despair in the eyes of the person who posted it, even through the screen.

"...Is this you? The poster? Damn it, you look like a devil... The poster, I seem to believe you."

"Everything I said is true, this is my ID card!"

"【picture】"

When asked by netizens below, the poster sent another photo of his ID card.

Comparing the two photos, although they look completely different from each other, they can still tell that they are the same person due to their similar facial features.

Now that the ID cards have been issued, the confidence level of the post has suddenly become much higher for netizens.

There were replies from other netizens below, and there were far fewer questions. Instead, some people began to discuss the matter directly.

"...it feels like what the poster said is a bit true...poster, what do you think will happen with this feeling?"

"Poster: I feel very uncomfortable... extremely uncomfortable... right now I feel like I have been thrown into the deep sea, and I am still sinking, and I will never reach the bottom..."

"Poster: I really want to... I really want to end this pain..."

"Fuck, don't! Brother, why don't you seek help from a doctor? Instead of solving your problem, maybe it can reduce some of the pain you feel?"

further down,

The only replies in this post are discussions and inquiries from netizens. The person who posted this post has not received any new replies until now.

"Master? Are you still here? Actually, I feel like something is not right lately... Haha, the world seems to be peaceful recently and nothing is wrong, but I always feel a little uncomfortable."

"Tell me, if what the poster said is true...what will happen if he is in so much pain now?"

"Didn't the poster say it? He feels like the world is going to end..."

"Friends, I actually think it's a little unusual...it doesn't seem like the poster is making it up...maybe something is really going to happen?"

"Postmaster? Damn it...Why did the poster suddenly stop talking...I'm a little scared..."

"Why didn't the original poster say who he was? He suddenly wanted to avoid it..."

“The home page says it’s from the capital.”

"Damn it, I'm in Wang'an City next to the capital."

With the previous two pictures,

This post has undoubtedly gained some popularity. Scroll to the bottom. Someone has just replied to it.

Some people are discussing it seriously, some are concerned about the situation of the person who posted it, and some are just joining in the fun, hoping that the world will not be in chaos and clamoring for the end of the world to be good.

Jing Chen browsed through them one by one and reached the bottom of the posts.

The most important thing that attracted Jing Chen to come in and read this post was the nightmare the poster said he had.

The nightmare of a blood-red world... seems to be somewhat similar to the scene Jing Chen saw.

It's just that what the poster felt was extreme fear and depression, but Jing Chen actually felt a sense of closeness... although he subconsciously resisted his own sense of closeness.

Looking at the bottom of the post, there is no new news from the poster.

Jing Chen frowned slightly, then looked at the end of the post and began to concentrate.

He wanted to take a peek at the future of this post.

follow closely,

A picture gradually appeared in front of Jing Chen's eyes,

Jing Chen saw this post again,

I also saw the latest news from the poster.

"It's coming... It's still coming... I knew it... I knew it... so many, so many..."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I feel so uncomfortable, I can't bear it anymore... I want to end this pain... I'm sorry..."

These two pieces of unfinished and extremely exciting news seemed to make the netizens who followed this post extremely nervous.

Below the message are some replies from other netizens.

"What the hell, what's going on? Master, please explain clearly!"

"Master? What's wrong with you? Are you okay? Don't be impulsive. Don't do stupid things!"

"I really want to call the police! Where are you now, the poster? Don't be impulsive. Can anyone take a look at the current IP address of this poster?"

The poster’s last reply seems to indicate a result,

It made many netizens anxious.

But just after this news.

Not long after, a message from the poster appeared again.

"Poster: To view the latest content, please go to the Chinese novel reading website and search for "Premonition of Horror""

This message seems to indicate,

What the previous poster said was just a made-up story, and it was just another marketing campaign that took advantage of the emotions of netizens to attract attention.

It seems that all the truly painful remarks mentioned above are all lies.

Naturally, under this message, there were a lot of curses from netizens who felt that their feelings had been deceived.

"cnm! You don't even want nm, right? You're just playing this trick for me."

"Damn it, I almost called the police. I really believed your lies."

"...I read that book, and it was pretty good, but you, the poster, are so useless for promoting it in this way!"

"Nima, for money, your parents don't want it anymore, right?"

"I thought the landlord was going to die, but it turns out, haha, I'm a fool..."

I don’t know how many floors were built up with all kinds of yelling and swearing.

However, in this picture, under the future replies to this post, you can still see some other different replies, submerged in these curses,

"...What, have you noticed that there is news about a young man committing suicide by jumping off a building in the capital city...just now...do you think it will happen?"

"Hui Nima... there are so many people committing suicide every year. It has nothing to do with the orphan of the original poster!"

However, this kind of different replies also became an outlet for excited netizens to vent their emotions. They were sprayed with blood, and gradually there were no other different replies.

However, at the end of the screen, Jing Chen also saw a different, somewhat rigid reply.

"Haha, if a group of people together have a brain, they all know what is true and what is false... I have found the phone number of the poster through the information on his ID card."

"I had a phone call with him... How should I put it, if I can pretend to be so good... it would be better to write a novel or act in a movie."

This different comment naturally attracted other excited netizens to vent their emotions.

However, the person who responded seemed to have nothing to do, and responded angrily to every post.

"You're the only one who's sober, right? Everyone else is drunk and I'm the only one who's sober?"

"I'm more awake than you anyway."

"Awesome, awesome... Let's put it bluntly, what kind of novel are you in?"

"If you're just here to gain attention, you can also imitate the original poster and die..."

"If you want to die, your mother will die first. Yin and Yang are so angry. If you want to scold me, just scold me!"
To be continued...
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