Chapter 440: Chapter 262: Wang Who Won the Lottery (Part 1)_3
But refusing to let Rich Bro’s money go to waste, Wang returned to his apartnt and prepared to start gaming.
In the ga cabinet, there were only two gas available to play, one of which was “Zoo” from the experience hall, where the content involved playing as an animal on the vast plains. Now, there was a selectable mode, and players could play as their favorite animal.
Although there was a high demand for him to play as a male lion, Wang knew how tough this season was for male lions, so he decisively turned it down.
The second was “Sweet Cabin”.
This ga was shrouded in mystery, with virtually no introduction on the official website, but it was labeled with tags like “Casual,” “Ho,” and “Relaxing”.
…Confird, it’s a horror ga!
Virtual reality and horror gas are a perfect match, but jumping into such an intense experience right away made Wang feel like his heart couldn’t take it.
Fortunately, the gaming capsule had a complete ergency system; it would forcibly wake him up if his heart rate got too fast.
If there were still problems, it would help call an ambulance, but players in the North Arican region could disable this feature to avoid fainting again because of the high ambulance costs.
After taking a deep breath, Wang chose this ga and stepped onto the Teleportation Array.
The surroundings instantly went pitch black.
There was no ga logo, no opening speech, but Wang Say Gas instantly knew that he had entered “Sweet Cabin”.
Sothing nearby was moving.
And it wasn’t just one thing, but a whole group of them.
The others moved with light steps, almost silent upon touching the ground, but the air was subtly disturbed, making Wang feel the presence of “them”.
A voice whispered in his ear, “Don’t move, it will be over soon.”
Holding his breath, Wang Say Gas, wary, looked around, trying to see what was moving in the darkness and who was speaking, but he found nothing.
Inching backward slowly, he tried to feel around for objects nearby, and he actually found a table.
Continuing to feel along the table, he found a small knife.
Good news: he had a weapon.
Bad news: he had a weapon.
Even though he knew the knife in horror gas was basically useless, at that mont, a not-so-sharp knife still ignited so courage in Wang, and he continued to explore.
His right hand held the knife, while his left slowly felt across the tablecloth-covered table.
He touched sothing sticky, the greasy feel of it sending shivers up his spine.
He found unknown containers and liquids that made rustling sounds when shaken, unsure if they were poisonous or corrosive.
From ti to ti, sothing furry moved at his feet, causing his scalp to tingle.
Where the hell am I?
Is it a mad doctor’s lab, or a cannibal’s restaurant?
Wait, what did I just touch?
It was sothing round, and upon careful feeling, he could make out ears, a nose, and a mouth full of teeth.
Realizing what it was, Wang finally broke down.
He let out a hysterical scream, waving the knife frantically, thrashing about in a frenzy.
Everything around him was smashed to bits; the sticky, unidentified substance covered him, further disgusting and scaring Wang into an even greater frenzy!
“Die, die, die, all of you just die!”
At that mont, the lights ca on.
A dozen Teddy Bears looked on with astonishnt at Wang on the floor, and a banner hung on the wall: “Welco Wang Say Gas!”
“Huh?”
Turning around, Wang realized that what he had encountered was actually a dining table, which unfortunately he had smashed to pieces.
The sticky substance was actually cake, with the cream now sared all over him, making him look white all over.
The head-sized thing was actually a roast pig’s head—though who puts that on a dining table!
And the unidentified liquid was champagne, which he had also smashed, now spilling everywhere.
Looking at the ss in the dining room, Wang Say Gas covered his face.
Oh, how he wished he could die!
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