Nightmare Lord's Virtual Game

[This is the nightmare world! ] 】

【Here, you will experience something like never before.】 】

[Fear, struggle! ] 】

[Nightmares will eventually become a reality! ] 】

Entering the Nightmare World is a small fat player who is not tall.

When he opened his eyes, he was a foggy world, and he heard such a strange and strange sound, and the little fat man was obviously startled, and he took several steps back in a panic, and sat on the ground with his butt.

"You, you, you—who are you? This, this, where is this? The little fat man asked with chattering teeth.

This little fat man is not as good as the second middle school loli who is very afraid of ghosts!

Seeing the appearance of the little fat man, Zhang Xingyu thought in his heart.

The strong persuasion of the opening scene is still effective!

"Hmph, ordinary, everything is ordinary-I don't know what is the use of you pulling this kind of person into the nightmare world, and even giving him the nightmare mark." The Lord of Nightmares looked at the fat man unexpectedly and said.

"Ordinary... Well, it's true that in your eyes, it is impossible to pay attention to such a person under normal circumstances, but I just need such an ordinary player now, and, maybe... This little guy can still make a big difference. Zhang Xingyu said with a smile.

Zhang Xingyu recalled a scene during the day, he saw this little fat man holding a camera, lying on the ground, and taking pictures of the beautiful and beautiful tree scenery with a happy face... Well, under the big tree, two schoolgirls were eating bento, and then, the majestic wind blew and the skirt flew...

Click ————

A very beautiful "landscape picture" appeared.

"Oh———— it's the dead fat man from the News Department—" exclaimed the two female students who were filmed.

Then, the dead fat man was beaten by the two, but he seemed to be happy when he was beaten.

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The little fat man's trembling inquiry naturally did not have any response, and then, he saw that the fog gradually dispersed a part, and a mirror appeared in front of him.

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"What the hell is this..."

A strange but familiar scene, the little fat man scratched his head, seemingly very puzzled.

He looked around for a while, not wanting to go deep into the endless fog to find out, and fiddled with the character in front of the mirror.

"When did I take the playtest... And it's still a virtual game... No, no, I remember sleeping before... Well, it won't be that I was caught testing as a guinea pig..."

Little Fatty's thoughts seem to tingle a lot, then.

"What, what kind of character image setting is this, most of the options can't be used, I can't play with a handsome little handsome guy!" shit——！ "

Little Fatty's anger trough soared!

"No, you have to make your own character a little NB if you say anything, otherwise how can you be worthy of such a great journalist as me!" The fat man poked at the options.

However, no matter how annoyed he was, he couldn't solve the problem that the options that could be changed were very scarce, and in the end, the unwilling fat man directly crossed his heart, added a few scars that looked a little fierce on his face, and named it [Invincible Fat Master].

"It seems that even virtual games can't change my body!" The fat man complained.

After completing the image setting, the fog around it decreases again, and a road appears, and the lens of the road is a bright door of light.

"It's becoming more and more like a game... Have I really participated in any experiments? I don't seem to have filled in any strange notes lately, nor have I browsed any strange nets... Wait, it won't be because you entered that website... No, no, it shouldn't have anything to do with this! "

The little fat man entered the light gate.

Then, naturally, it was the opening animation of the game that Otilia saw before, and when the little fat man could control himself, he saw himself lying on the wine table.

"Ah, finally woke up, finally woke up! If you can't drink, don't drink, just pour a glass. "

Seven minutes later, the little fat man died.

[You're dead! 】

[If you want to die, you must also hold on to death, worthy of being a dead fat man. ] 】

【Do you want to try again?】 】

Yes [No].

"Damn, scare me to death, even if I die, what a bad game, hmm—the feeling of drowning is really bad!"

Although only 20% of the basic pain degree is designed, the little fat man still feels very uncomfortable.

Little Fatty's first game was very interesting, and when he woke up, he was naturally confused and didn't know what to do, but he found what he could do.

Eat!

It seems that there are many things to eat for free!

The grilled meat with a tempting aroma makes fat people drool at the sight of it.

Can I eat in the game?

The little fat man doesn't know, but that doesn't prevent him from trying.

Then, as soon as he took a sip, the fat man widened his eyes at that time!

"Wow———— delicious, delicious!"

Thanks to the little fat man's somewhat fat body, he seemed to be able to stuff a lot of food, he ate a lot of food, drank wine, and felt a little confused...

This time I was really drunk!

Then, the cologne struck!

The hull tilted, and the little fat man fell inside the boat, did not climb outside the boat at all, and fell into the sea directly with the overturned ship and drowned!

He didn't even know what was going on!

"What the hell is this game up to?"

Once again, the little fat man clicked to restart the game.

This time, a task prompt appeared to the right of the line of sight.

[Find out what happened on the ship.] 】

The little fat man began to tell others about the fact that the boat was about to capsize, but others only thought that the little fat man was drunk and talking nonsense, and then, the little fat man was angry!

He was angry again and ate the food inside!

"If you don't believe me, you'll have to hang up for a while!" But until then, you can't waste food! The fat man took a chicken leg and bit it.

"Well, it tastes so good~~"

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