I Forged the Myth of the Ancient Overlords
Chapter 754 - 754 753.Video Guide_1

Chapter 754: 753.Video Guide_1 Chapter 754: 753.Video Guide_1 [The Silent Land].

Faced with this app, Old Eggplant was puzzled.

He carefully observed the door.

The door seemed to be made of bronze, heavy, rusted, cold, and emanating a sense of ancientness, half ajar as if one could push it open with a hand.

On the door were patterns and some indiscernible characters that made one’s scalp tingle just by looking at them, as if the characters and patterns were writhing.

The fog seeping out from between the door cracks was murky, hinting at a rainbow-like iridescence that triggered one’s curiosity.

Just by staring at this door, Old Eggplant felt an eerie sensation, instinctively felt fear and trepidation, yet his curiosity drew him to push it open and peek at the secrets inside.

After some thought, since it was Lu Ban who had asked him to download it, it certainly wouldn’t harm him.

Besides, it was just a game.

Therefore, Old Eggplant pushed the door open.

In his field of view, pale text faintly emerged, forming something akin to a system explanation.

[Welcome to The Silent Land, please complete the tasks and experience an extraordinary life]

The text appeared and then vanished, and immediately after, familiar words appeared in front of Old Eggplant.

[Travelers]

[When you set off for home at night, do you feel lonely? Do not fear, I am here with you.]

[Under-bed Friend]

[After living together for so many years, say hello to your friendly neighbor, I mean the one under the bed.]

“No-return Alley”

[Legend has it there is an alley in the bustling streets where one cannot turn back, bravely pass through it!]

These three segments of text appeared in Old Eggplant’s vision, becoming the sole light in the darkness.

Old Eggplant furrowed his brow.

He carefully recounted and realized that [Under-bed Friend] seemed vaguely familiar.

“Isn’t this the first video by Lu Ban that went viral?”

Old Eggplant slapped his thigh.

Could it be that this new game turns all of Lu Ban’s previous works into a game, allowing players to experience them firsthand?

Unable to contain himself, he exited the game, removed his helmet, and went online to look it up.

Lu Ban’s video was still there, already boasting tens of millions of views. Old Eggplant hadn’t blocked the comments, and upon opening, the screen was covered with a barrage of comments like [Congratulations on discovering a treasure of the site].

Old Eggplant turned off the comments and watched the video carefully.

“Indeed, this is Lu Ban’s first video, and now I have to experience it in the game?”

With this thought, Old Eggplant suddenly became excited.

“Now that I have the video as a walkthrough, I should be able to see more, maybe discover some details?”

“If this video could be turned into a game, then the other videos could be too, right?”

“Can I go to Abandoned Capital, Wasteland, Night Country, He Dao?”

“In this way, could I possibly save Red Leaf and Amber?”

Old Eggplant became exhilarated.

However, looking at the game introduction, he still had to complete the task at hand first.

Old Eggplant rewatched the video, enduring the chilling sensation as if he was there, and put the helmet back on.

“There are three tasks to choose from, and I’ll definitely pick the one with the walkthrough, just don’t know whether this is a one-time choice or if I can go back and try again later?”

Many games with branching plots allow players to save and replay to experience the full story, but Old Eggplant realized at this moment that it seemed the game had no save function.

“Could it be that you can only choose again after beating it? Eh, whatever, let’s just play and see.”

Thinking this, he chose [Under-bed Friend].

In an instant, the stars around Old Eggplant dimmed, and he felt like he was swept away by a vortex, causing a sensation of dizziness. When the dust settled, and his feet touched the ground again, Old Eggplant discovered he was in a room.

There was a bed in the room, a wardrobe, a desk, a computer, a chair, and what seemed to be flickering lights outside the balcony.

Old Eggplant checked the bed—it was just a common bed; the computer turned on, but it was not connected to the internet, and there were no files in it, only some generic horror movies. Old Eggplant fast-forwarded a bit, and it was no different from what he knew.

He opened the balcony door to take a look outside. It seemed to be an apartment complex; some noise from people moving around could be heard, full of the breath of life.

Old Eggplant tried shouting twice, but there was no response.

Even though it was noisy, it gave him an eerie feeling.

Old Eggplant went to the room door, opened it, and everything in the living room and restroom seemed normal. He turned on the tap and felt the cool water gathering in his hands. He washed his face; everything felt real. He looked at himself in the mirror.

The Old Eggplant in the mirror indeed had his face, but it looked haggard and pale, as though he had just recovered from a serious illness.

Old Eggplant rubbed his eyes, and it seemed to him that his complexion in the mirror had become a bit rosier.

He let down his guard.

Approaching the security door of the room, Old Eggplant tried to open it but found that it seemed to be locked; the handle simply wouldn’t turn.

It seemed that this mission could only be performed within this room.

“Lie in bed by twelve o’clock; there’s still more than an hour left, probably given to me for investigation.”

Old Eggplant went back inside the room.

First, he turned his attention to the wardrobe.

The doors of the wardrobe were tightly closed, apparently requiring a bit of force to open them.

Old Eggplant approached the wardrobe and gently opened its doors.

Inside were some clothes; he picked up a couple, and they felt ordinary.

But at that moment, he suddenly discovered that among the pile of clothes, there seemed to be an eye!

“Fuck!”

Old Eggplant shivered from head to toe, and subconsciously threw the clothes he was holding, retreating two steps and sitting down on the bed, but his eyes remained fixed on the open wardrobe, not daring to move away.

The clothes he had thrown out covered the eye, making Old Eggplant even more scared.

He could feel his heart pounding, the throbbing sound echoing in his ears. Old Eggplant’s brain went blank, and he didn’t know what to do.

Panting heavily and with sweat breaking out on his forehead, Old Eggplant finally came to his senses. He swallowed his saliva and, with trembling hands, reached to move the piece of clothing, revealing the spot where he had seen the eye.

At the sight of the eye, Old Eggplant felt his heart skip a beat and pound violently, but soon he realized that the eye was just a print on a hoodie, resembling a character that in the darkness at first glance looked like it was staring right at him.

“What the…”

Old Eggplant breathed a sigh of relief.

He hurriedly covered the eye with the clothes and shut the wardrobe doors.

After taking some time to calm himself down, Old Eggplant remembered the content of the video.

In the video, there seemed to be something under the bed.

“Under the bed…”

Sitting on the bed, Old Eggplant looked down at his legs, towards the gap between the bed and the floor.

His curiosity surged.

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