Zhang Heng did not expect to encounter a new supernatural phenomenon so soon after the train incident. Although the strange man in the Tang suit had hinted to him that those things had been lurking in the shadows of reality long before the game started, it was certain that supernatural phenomena wouldn't be as frequent as they were now.
But one thing was for sure, even if there were supernatural incidents back then, they wouldn't be as frequent as they were now. Putting everything else aside, the large number of game items that players brought out from the dungeons would definitely create more 'unexpected' situations. Thinking of this, Zhang Heng frowned. Since this wasn't the first game, it was impossible for the game committee not to know the consequences of doing this. Perhaps this was one of their intentions all along?
Zhang Heng didn't think about it any further. It would be difficult to verify such a speculation. So, he decided to focus on the matter at hand first.
Grandpa Chen's family had always had a good relationship with his grandfather. The two were colleagues at work, and after retirement, they had been neighbors for many years. Tian Tian also liked to follow him around during holidays, just like a little tail. If Zhang Heng didn't know about it, he wouldn't let it go. But now that he had met her, he couldn't just ignore her.
And to solve this problem, he first had to find the root cause of all this. Obviously, the best entry point was Tian Tian. Zhang Heng needed to find a way to understand what kind of opponent he had to deal with from her before he could decide on his next move.
But before that, Zhang Heng took the time to go to the internet cafe. Following the URL provided by Ding Si, he logged on to the newly established website.
Zhang Heng did not expect this place to be so lively. However, most of the posts were concentrated in the comment section. This was only the first day of the website's launch, and many people had already shown their potential as water monsters. They tirelessly repeated the same meaningless comments under every post, such as "Squeeze, sofa, floor, ceiling" and so on.
Some people even created a level-up forum for themselves in a hurry, yelling, "I'm about to ascend. Please give me a hand, fellow Daoists." Or they lined up under a certain post in tacit understanding, happily playing the role of a human repeater. There were also endless idioms like "do whatever you want".
It had to be admitted that there was always an instinct in human genes to find their own kind.
The total number of players wasn't that small, but they were definitely a minority compared to the average person. People outside of this circle probably couldn't understand the pressure that players faced every day. They had to think of ways to use their wits, their equipment, and their skills to survive dungeons. While they were enjoying their lives and experiences, they were also constantly facing danger.
The things that they witnessed and experienced could not be shared with ordinary people. In a sense, they were also lonely. It was fine for those who had a team, but for a solo player like Zhang Heng, if his mental fortitude was not good enough, he might have driven himself crazy.
No matter what, it was always good to have a place to know that he was not alone.
In addition to these messy posts, Zhang Heng also found some useful things on this newly established website. One of the highlighted posts was jointly posted by the three major guilds, looking for clues related to the Dreamland of Death and the mysterious woman who appeared at the auction.
The post also mentioned what happened on the train. In fact, Zhang Heng later read about it in the newspaper. After the middle-aged sales executive was sent to the hospital, various tests were performed, and no problems were found. However, an hour later, his blood pressure suddenly rose inexplicably, causing the microvessels in his brain to rupture, compressing the brain tissue and causing cerebral edema. The hospital immediately performed surgery, but it still failed to save his life.
For this reason, the newspaper even hired some medical experts to discuss the situation and find the cause. In the end, the news became a trending topic for a day. Experts used this opportunity to call attention to the risk of cerebral hemorrhage, which led to the issue of workplace death from overwork. However, Zhang Heng did not expect that this incident wasn't the only one that happened during the same period.
In the past week, it was known that six or seven people had similar incidents. However, when it happened, those six or seven people were all bedridden. When they woke up the next day, their families found out that they had passed away. Their situations were not so eye-catching, and they were treated as sudden cerebral hemorrhage.
In fact, the train accident should be an exception. The person who did it obviously didn't want to attract public attention. Zhang Heng could now basically confirm that one of the conditions to trigger the Dreamland of Death was for the target to fall asleep. From the middle-aged man's previous phone call, Zhang Heng learned that his trip was sudden. There was a problem with his order, and the first thing he did was to rush to the customer's place to talk to him face-to-face. He didn't expect the customer to cancel the order before he even arrived.
The middle-aged man seemed to be very depressed at the time. After hanging up the phone, he had nothing to do, so he leaned against the seat of the train and fell asleep. In other words, it was probably an accident that he boarded the train and fell asleep on the train. Under normal circumstances, he should have gone to bed after returning home at night. If that was the case, he would have died quietly in his own bed like the other six or seven people, diagnosed with a cerebral hemorrhage, instead of being known to the whole city as it was now.
It was obvious that the three major guilds attached great importance to this series of events. After more than two months, the Dreamland of Death reappeared, and unlike the past, this time it went on a killing spree as soon as it appeared.
Because the previous owner of the Dreamland of Death had gone on a killing spree, most players were willing to believe that even a B-grade game item would not have many uses left. But now, it seemed that the situation wasn't so, and the distribution of the victims this time was quite strange.
The seven people who had been identified were scattered across almost half of China. People were killed from Yunnan to Shanghai, and even two people who were more than a thousand miles apart died on the same day. The replies below were also discussing the magical trajectory of the new owner of the game item.
What was this, a traveling killing spree? A chance encounter where the owner left and killed while walking?
But this time, because there were no heavyweight victims like Silver Wing's president, the panic was not as strong. Even so, the three major guilds immediately sent people to investigate the connection between the victims.
At the same time, they also hoped that other players would actively provide clues, and promised to reward them with corresponding points according to the value of the clues.
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