Chapter 50: Dungeon Dream
The two roommates who had been eavesdropping at the door smiled somewhat awkwardly when they saw Lin Zhenyang come out.
But Lin Zhenyang had no time to care about them. He left, very disappointed.
Li Mengyao entered the ward and coughed softly.
“Actually, he could really change…”
“I don’t need anyone to change for me, and I don’t want to change myself for anyone.”
Bai Cha really didn’t want to continue this topic.
Who could protect or take care of someone for a lifetime? That wasn’t love at all.
Compared to such words, she would rather hear someone tell her that they were willing to learn together with her how to become a better version of themselves.
Unfortunately, there was no such person.
This society was like this: boys were taught to protect and take care of girls, and girls were domesticated to be flowers in a greenhouse, looking for a master who could cherish them.
She never believed that anyone could take care of someone for a lifetime. People’s energy was limited.
Even if that person was truly consistent inside and out from beginning to end, life was long, and there were many accidents, just like the absurd thing of her entering the game.
Maybe she would die in the next moment.
If the person protecting and taking care of her died, and a flower without the ability to survive independently was exposed to the air, how long could it live?
That would truly become dependence and parasitism.
She hated such words, hated them very much.
But she was too lazy to say anything, because her friends were indeed taking care of her.
Bai Cha silently held her phone, countless ambitions and unwillingness breeding in her heart.
Like weeds spreading, they grew rapidly.
She wanted to become strong.
In every sense of the word.
However, Bai Cha still found a chance to ask about the package.
Lin Zhenyang said that she was holding an empty package at the time.
After being discharged from the hospital in the afternoon, Bai Cha returned to the dormitory to rest.
This sleep was not peaceful.
She had a dream.
In the dream, she lived in a somewhat dilapidated old-fashioned apartment building.
The building had only seven floors in total, with no elevator.
She was running quickly on the stairs, as if someone was chasing her from behind.
When she finally managed to take out the key, open her door, and run inside, the door was suddenly slammed heavily.
Bai Cha woke up, startled.
The fear of the woman in the dream was too intense.
She frowned.
This dream… was wrong.
It was already past five o’clock, and both roommates were gone.
Yu Zhenzhen’s bed was truly empty, piled with the three of them’s belongings.
Bai Cha had already tested it, and indeed no one recognized Yu Zhenzhen.
Some important memories from their dormitory, things Yu Zhenzhen had done, had been distributed among the three of them.
There were no photos of Yu Zhenzhen in the class’s group photos.
Bai Cha even used her own memory to dial Yu Zhenzhen’s home phone number.
Their family had no daughter.
They only had a son, named Yu Haohao.
Yu Haohao was Yu Zhenzhen’s younger brother, three years younger, and he was also in college this year.
Bai Cha remembered Yu Zhenzhen saying before that her and her brother’s names meant “truly good.”
Bai Cha rubbed her temples.
Her fever had gone down, and she was a bit hungry.
She had originally planned to go get something to eat but found a message on her phone from her roommates saying that they had gone to get food. If she woke up, she should just wait for them in the dormitory.
Only then did Bai Cha not move. After hesitating for a moment, she sent a message to Xiao Xiao’s phone number.
“Is it convenient to chat now?”
Xiao Xiao called back quickly.
“Hello?” Xiao Xiao’s voice came from the other end, carrying a bit of briskness.
“How are you feeling now? Were you sick when you entered the dungeon? Are you feeling better?”
Bai Cha smiled and said, “I’m fine now, but I just had a dream.”
She roughly described the dream.
“Is this information about my next dungeon?”
Xiao Xiao pondered and said, “Hmm, yes. Generally speaking, after the end of the previous dungeon, there will be a seven-day rest period. You won’t have these dreams during those seven days. Only after that will you start dreaming about the dungeon previews…”
“Do you have the Ghost Domain APP on your phone now? Open it and take a look. There should be a countdown to when you enter the dungeon.”
Bai Cha hadn’t actually opened this app yet.
After the app opened, a strange laughter and an enlarged ghost face appeared on her phone first.
It was really hard not to think it was a virus, what a bad taste.
Fortunately, the interface loaded quickly. The sections were simple, with only “Forum” and “Mine” areas.
In the “Mine” interface, there was a fairly large banner when you clicked into it.
[Dungeon Countdown: 7 days.]
“Seven days,” Bai Cha said.
Xiao Xiao said with some doubt, “Why is your time so short? It shouldn’t be. Logically, most newbies might not enter the next dungeon until a month later.”
Bai Cha felt that it was still related to the account issue.
Perhaps she should still ask the game later.
“It’s hard to say about this kind of thing. It’s not like no one has a very short time, and there are people who are willing to stay in dungeons every day to grind.”
Xiao Xiao quickly comforted Bai Cha.
“You can search for related dream hints in the forum to see what kind of dungeon it is.”
“Okay, I’ll search later…” Bai Cha hesitated and said, “Actually, Sister Xiao, I mainly wanted to ask you something.”
“Go ahead.”
“After dying in the game, will you disappear in reality?”
Xiao Xiao was silent for a while.
“Yes, you will disappear, completely disappear. No one will remember you anymore, as if you’ve been erased.”
She sighed.
“Did someone tell you this?”
Bai Cha clenched the phone in her hand.
“I asked that guy named Wang Xuming when I was in the game, so… those who disappeared will never reappear?”
Xiao Xiao gave a heavy “hmm.”
“It’s not like no one has thought about resurrecting these people. We who enter the game will remember these players. Some people might have very deep feelings in the game, or they might originally be friends or family.”
In fact, forgetting was the most terrifying thing compared to death.
From the moment they entered the game, almost all players had already prepared themselves to die at any time. Perhaps even dying was a relief.
But being forgotten was different in nature.
Apart from the good friends they made in the game, all their friends and relatives in reality would no longer remember that they had ever existed in this world.
Parents wouldn’t know they had ever given birth to a child.
Teachers wouldn’t remember having such a student in their class.
Good friends wouldn’t remember having ever made a good friend.
“Partners won’t remember they ever had a loving spouse. No one will know this person ever existed. Resurrection is impossible, perhaps unless one day someone can solve the game. Moreover, we can’t tell people in reality about things related to the game,” Xiao Xiao sighed.
In other words, even if people in the game remember their companions, they have no one to tell, no way to inform the companion’s parents, friends, and loved ones.
It was a complete and utter death from this world.
Author’s Note: These few chapters are transitions, and the game will begin next. In addition, there are still many unclear things about the first dungeon, which will be written later. The first dungeon has not truly ended.
