I set you up on a blind date, and you've managed to overcome all the weirdness?

It's 11:30 p.m. in Jiangcheng.

Another gust of cold wind blew by, and Lin Yan shrank his neck and pulled his jacket collar up.

I've been working overtime until this late again.

He works at a new media company, at the bottom level.

I've been working on an online event recently, and working overtime has become the norm.

His days as a beast of burden are finally over, and all he wants now is to go home.

Go back to that ten-square-meter cubicle in the urban village, make instant noodles, and then lie there and die.

As we passed through the commercial street, it was completely deserted; almost all the shops were closed.

Occasionally, a taxi would drive up from behind and speed away.

Lin Yan took out his phone, wanting to switch to a fast-paced song to perk himself up.

He paused for a moment as soon as the screen unlocked.

There's a new app on the first page; its icon is a red veil, which looks rather eerie.

The software's name is even more outrageous:

[A high-quality, non-human dating group]

"Wow, these days malware really dares to come up with such daring names."

He long-pressed and then tapped "Uninstall".

no response.

Press again.

A line of red text popped up on the screen:

This application is a core component at the underlying causal level, and is bound to the host's soul; it cannot be uninstalled.

Lin Yan was amused by the situation.

Causal level? This developer is truly wasting his talent by not writing online novels.

Too lazy to bother with it, he pressed the power button to force a restart.

Just then, a string of bubbles suddenly appeared at the top of the screen, like a WeChat group message that hadn't been muted.

[Red-Clad Senior]: The Ouija board fairy sister changed her profile picture again? Who's the unlucky one?

【Ouija Board】: He's a player~ He said he wished he could give me his whole heart, hehe~

Lin Yan looked at the talisman and saw that its image was a heart...

That makes a lot of sense, Lin Yan thought to herself.

Then look down.

[The Mermaid in the Sewer]: Why isn't that Slit-Mouthed Woman from the next street completely dead yet? She's scraping the floor tiles with scissors in the middle of the night, it's so noisy.

[Red-Clad Senior]: Don't mess with that crazy woman. She got scammed on a dating app and is now looking for a man to cut her hair.

Lin Yan frowned.

The actors in this group are all quite dedicated; they seem to be doing a pretty good job.

The messages keep scrolling, and they get more and more bizarre as you scroll down.

He shook his head, not taking it seriously. These days, there are no fancy marketing methods; it's probably just some newly opened murder mystery game promoting itself.

He turned up the volume on his Bluetooth headphones by one notch, picked out a song by Wang Feng called "Swing," and played it.

He put his phone back in his pocket and kept walking.

After walking for a few minutes, less than halfway through the commercial street, Lin Yan suddenly stopped.

Not right.

Something's nine out of ten wrong.

It's so quiet today.

Although he was listening to music with headphones on, his Huaqiangbei Air had no noise cancellation, so even while listening to music, he could still feel some of the noise outside.

Especially today, with such strong winds, I usually have to turn the volume up to the maximum to drown out the wind noise in this kind of weather.

But now... there's nothing.

It seems that this only happened after we arrived at the shopping street.

Suddenly, unpleasant memories flooded back, and Lin Yan felt a chill run down his spine.

Could it be that what's being said on the forum... is true?

zizi.

The streetlights overhead flickered twice.

The next second, the light turned a ghastly blue and shone directly in front of them.

Lin Yan looked up.

A man was standing under the light.

He was wearing an inexpensive suit, holding a phone flash stand in one hand and a black microphone in the other.

Just stand by the roadside and you'll instantly become an internet celebrity.

But which internet celebrity stands in a Z-shape?

It's like a bone that was broken and then carelessly put back together, but not properly set, leaving half of it hanging down.

What's even more disgusting is the face.

His face was so white it looked like it had been coated with putty, and his mouth was stretched wide all the way to his ears.

Black flesh and blood could be seen writhing inside the crack, peeking out from between the serrated teeth.

"classmate……"

What the hell!

The word "classmate" almost scared Lin Yanhun out of his wits.

The thing tilted its head, staring intently at him, and the crack at the corner of its mouth stretched outwards again.

"What song are you listening to in your headphones?"

really!

Indeed, a deadly neighbor.

The new bizarre story that's been making headlines on local forums in Jiangcheng lately.

It is said that a blogger appeared on the street who specializes in interviewing passersby about what songs they listen to, and those who were interviewed later disappeared.

Police found them in a nearby sewer.

None of them were found intact; most had been reduced to minced meat, and some were found only as scraps of clothing.

A group of busybodies online even wrote down the rules for this bizarre phenomenon.

If you meet him, answer with any song title, and you'll be immediately pulled into the music video space of that song.

run.

No answer.

Lin Yan instinctively turned around and wanted to run, but her body completely wouldn't obey her commands.

It felt as if something unseen was pressing down on his shoulders and legs.

To make matters worse, his right hand actually lifted up on its own and slowly moved towards his right ear.

I don't want to take off my headphones!

"Answer me..."

What are you listening to?

The creature's expression grew increasingly ferocious as it moved closer to him step by step.

As it drew closer, the space around Lin Yan began to distort, and his body grew heavier and heavier.

He saw a door opening behind the thing.

Behind the door was a sea of ​​blood, bottomless, with countless withered arms waving inside.

If you get locked up there, you're doomed.

Two meters.

one meter.

The grotesque face was right in front of him, and the stench of the corpse assaulted his nostrils, almost making Lin Yan vomit.

His fingers had already touched the headphones, and even though he was unwilling, he had to take them off.

Am I going to die?

There really are weird things in this world.

At that very moment, my phone in my pocket suddenly started vibrating violently.

Followed by.

【Ding! 】

As a crisp notification sound rang out, the whole world slowed down.

Before Lin Yan could react, a semi-transparent panel popped up right in front of him.

【warn! 】

[Host detected to be in an extremely dangerous state!]

[Target identified: A ghost-level online freak, a deadly neighborhood!]

[Rules locked...]

[Conditions met!]

[Congratulations, host! The [High-Quality Non-Human Dating Group] has been officially activated!]

[You're all alone, struggling to survive in this bizarre world. It's so pitiful. Let's find a rich woman (a female ghost) to take care of you!]

Is there a cheat code?!

But this ridiculous matchmaking group can be considered a scam?!

Before I could react, another bold notification popped up on the panel:

[Ding! Since this is your first time activating the group chat, the system has automatically sent you a matchmaker's red envelope!]

[Gained: 10 Affinity Points!]

[Current Affinity Points Balance: 10]

[Note: "Connection Points" are the only valid currency in the group. The female guests are very pragmatic; if you don't send red envelopes, no one will pay attention to you.]

[Friendly Reminder: Send a red envelope in the group immediately!]

Lin Yan did not hesitate at all.

When death is imminent, forget about sending red envelopes; he'd even call the female ghosts in the group "Mom."

But I can't even move right now, so what can I say?

Just as Lin Yan was extremely anxious, the panel in front of him transformed into the interface of a matchmaking group, which seemed to be controllable by thought.

There's hope!

He quickly started operating the panel.

Open the group chat function, tap "Send Red Envelope," select 10 yuan, 1 red envelope, and send.

You sent a "connection value" red envelope.

Your red envelope was claimed within 0.1 seconds.

Holy crap! These guys' hand speed is inhuman.

[Notification: Your red envelope has been claimed instantly!]

[Group member "Funeral Love Family · Heavy Metal Nun" has received your red envelope!]

The casual chat in the group was interrupted by the red envelope.

【Funeral Love Family: Heavy Metal Nun】:

Oh? You're pretty quick on the uptake, newbie. This little bit of money is only enough to buy a bag of spicy strips, but I'm in a good mood today, so I'll reward you with this little life-saving gadget.

【Ding! 】

[Group member "Funeral Love Family - Heavy Metal Nun" appreciates your actions, favorability +1!]

[You've received an exclusive gift red envelope from "Funeral Love Family - Heavy Metal Nun"!]

Should it be opened?

Demolish! Demolish it now!

[Congratulations, host! You have obtained a one-time rule item: Great Compassion Mantra (Electronic Rock Version)]

[Item Description: The Great Compassion Mantra, a song processed by a nun during her DJ practice, is a pure heavy metal track at 100,000 decibels.]

[Rule Characteristics: Absolute playback, ignoring any spatial or causal rules; once it's placed in the target's ear, it must listen to the entire thing.]

[Note: Namo Amitabha Buddha, enjoy my electronic music~]

After the system notification, the world returned to normal, and the right hand had already removed the earphone.

The left earphone emitted a notification from the phone indicating that a song had been skipped:

"Playing in 3 seconds: The Great Compassion Mantra"

The moment the notification sounded, the pressure of the rules that had been weighing on his entire body loosened slightly.

Lin Yan's body was restored.