Meng Fei remained calm and composed; even though he felt the whistling wind rushing toward him, his right hand continued to protect the bedroom light switch.
Its movements froze, its numb face positioned right in front of Meng Fei.
Its lifeless eyeballs rolled slowly; half of its body was illuminated by the bedroom light, while the other half remained hidden in Meng Fei's shadow.
It looked at the light switch Meng Fei was protecting, a look of extreme, vivid regret appearing on its face.
"It regrets that Meng Fei protected the light switch!"
"Its goal from the beginning was to scare Meng Fei away; its actual target was the bedroom light switch!"
"This guy is an eerie creature with IQ! And it belongs to a completely hostile faction!"
The members of the Weird Research Group became excited.
The fact that it showed an expression of regret also meant that Meng Fei had made the correct decision!
Zhao Qi watched the scene in the Weird Livestream Room that was enough to make anyone wet their pants, let out a long breath, and said:
"We might have all been wrong; this lunatic is the most suitable Player for Rule Horror!"
Everyone waited, waiting for the next moment to see what actions these two stalemated parties would take.
Meng Fei also felt the tiny sound, close at hand.
Meng Fei said: "You think I would hide inside? You're dreaming."
Sigh, completely fearless!
Its eyeballs rotated, staring at Meng Fei's face.
Meng Fei pulled a mocking smile and said: "Let me guess, what is the rule regarding you?"
"Hmm, first of all, you can only enter a room when I am not there, right?"
"That is the reason you have been staying in the bathroom, because you cannot actively enter a room where I am present."
"Moreover, your combat power should not be as strong as that guy under the bed, which is why you chose to borrow a knife to kill someone."
"Secondly, is it that if I don't look at your eyes, you cannot actively attack me? No, I should say, actively touch me."
Meng Fei's smile became increasingly rampant; he revealed a pair of tiger teeth, his voice lowered, as if whispering to a lover.
"Right? Did I guess right? Why don't I try it now?"
"Let me test it and see, if I actively touch you, are you able to touch me?"
Meng Fei's hand was itching to move.
It stared at Meng Fei's hand, then looked at Meng Fei's face, its expression remaining wooden.
The Weird Livestream Room exploded instantly.
"Please, I beg you! Stop trying to court death!"
"Don't test it, don't test it, no matter what you want to do, don't test it!"
"Ahhh, I want to call the police, someone is trying to murder me! They're giving me a heart attack!"
.....
Meng Fei itched to move for two or three minutes, then said with great dejection:
"Forget it, I only have one life right now; if I were to toss a copper coin... I would need both hands to clap."
"Otherwise, should I try tossing the copper coin with one hand? What if I get it wrong?"
It stood in front of Meng Fei, not moving.
Meng Fei smiled and said: "Let's continue talking; are you very afraid of the Little Squirrel?"
"You turned off all the lights you could, yet you didn't touch the bathroom light."
"Oh, you think it's Bad Luck."
It, which looked exactly like Meng Fei: "......"
For some reason, the audiences of the Weird Livestream Room watched the Players in other livestream channels being tortured to death by it, or scared out of their wits.
The audiences always felt that it must be because of Meng Fei that it felt it was Bad Luck?
To tell the truth, they also felt it was Bad Luck!
Meng Fei clicked his tongue several times and said: "Wait a moment, once I catch the Little Squirrel, I'll give it to you to play with."
It silently took a few steps back.
Meng Fei also heard the movement and said: "You want to trick me? You think I would really believe you entered the bathroom? I don't believe it; I'm just going to guard the light switch."
"After all, the rule said, the lighting equipment is absolutely fine."
It stood where it was, motionless.
Meng Fei talked to himself, very happily.
"From a certain perspective, humans prefer red light; what does this mean?"
"How strange; by the way, are you a mute?"
Meng Fei tilted his head and said: "My arm is sore; also, if I leave after twelve o'clock tomorrow, will it count as me passing the level? Or is this a serial drama?"
"Wow, so scary; the hotel corridor, could there be other rules?"
"Hmm, worth noting."
"Also, please don't call me; I still hope to use my one-time assistance opportunity at an important moment."
Meng Fei said this to the Weird Research Group.
Zhao Qi didn't know whether to laugh or cry; he let out a long sigh and said: "This madman."
But Zhao Qi actually felt a sense of relief.
Everyone was watching Meng Fei's livestream, and quite a few people from other countries came to watch as well.
This was normal; some countries' Rule Horror Players had already died at the hands of it or the eerie creature under the bed, and some other Players were struggling carefully to survive.
Meng Fei's livestream appeared extremely, weirdly different.
When Meng Fei saw it, he started timing in his heart.
Meng Fei's previous claim that he counted sixty-three numbers for one minute to pass had a basis.
Because, during his three years in the Mental Hospital, Meng Fei had countless times watched the clock tick-tock, following the time in his heart along with the clock.
Patients with mania are sometimes too excited to sleep; unable to sleep, Meng Fei could only lie on the bed, finding things to kill time.
Counting seconds along with the alarm clock was a good choice; there was no need to think about anything, just count along with the ticking sound.
When Meng Fei's timer reached 687, Meng Fei finally heard a soft sound of a door closing.
For some reason, the audiences of the Weird Livestream Room, watching it carefully close the door, actually felt a bit of pity.
Meng Fei did not act rashly; he counted to one thousand before kicking around to confirm there was truly nothing there, then opened his eyes.
It was no longer in the living room, and the bathroom door was closed.
Meng Fei's right hand was still protecting the bedroom light switch.
Meng Fei muttered: "This IQ doesn't seem to be enough either."
The audiences of the Weird Livestream Room had already calmed their mentality.
"I don't know why, but I always feel that if Meng Fei were an eerie creature, he might have already cleared the whole thing."
"Its IQ isn't enough? My IQ isn't enough either, damn it!"
"I don't know why, but I suddenly feel like this madman has a higher IQ than me."
"The person above is speaking the absolute truth."
"At the beginning, I really thought he was an idiot, but now, I feel like I am the real idiot."
.....
Clearly, at the beginning, everyone was least optimistic about Meng Fei, yet now, only Meng Fei remained calm and composed, even displaying analytical and investigative abilities that surpassed the average person.
Zhao Qi looked at the Weird Livestream Room, where the curses had decreased and admiration had increased.
"Paranoid Delusion is actually a good thing."
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