PFRG: Chapter 208

His completely lost vision gradually returned. Chi Ting felt the light and slowly opened his eyes.

He subconsciously squinted due to the unfamiliar light but soon adapted and looked around.

In the information before entering the instance, the string of question marks and the so-called irregular prompts seemed particularly subtle compared to the instances he had entered before.

Now, all of this seemed to be nothing. After a quick observation, one thing was certain. It was that apart from him, there was no one else around.”

This situation of not being able to find companions at the beginning had also appeared in Lost Treasure. However, he knew afterward that such a change occurred mainly because Lou Yueren’s ‘illegal’ identity hadn’t been completely confirmed.

Now, the other five members of the Dawn team were missing.

The place where Chi Ting was now was a clean and tidy personal bedroom. Warm sunlight leaked in from outside. The occasional warm breeze made the curtains sway slightly.

The bookshelf was densely packed with books, which were neatly organized and classified by the owner. There was a desk between the bookshelf and the bed. The items on it were also neatly placed.

At first glance, it was filled with a light bookish atmosphere of peaceful and quiet times.

After observing it, Chi Ting withdrew his gaze and tried to open the virtual panel to collect more information as he usually did when entering the game. However, this operation was paused halfway through.

Chi Ting’s face revealed a rare look of surprise.

There was a moment of contemplation. Then he tried again and finally got information. The virtual interface he had after coming to this unlimited world was gone.

There was no virtual panel, no system mall, and no personal interface.

All these things that belonged to the identity of ‘player’ disappeared.

There was a pause. Then Chi Ting raised his wrist and looked at it, stroking the string of beads tied to it thoughtfully.

Suddenly, he realized something, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Wait, his hands…

Chi Ting walked quickly to the bedside table and picked up the mirror on it. He stared at it for a long time.

The person in the mirror was him, but also not him.

He was a bit shorter than before, and his face looked more childish.

No matter how he looked at it, he looked like he was no more than 18 or 19 years old.

His long black hair, which used to hang loosely, was now neatly tied behind his head with a hair tie. What looked particularly out of place with the choker around his neck was the blue uniform he was wearing. The school badge on his chest had the name of a school he had never heard of written on it. Chi Ting’s name, and class, Class 5, Grade 3, was clearly written on the name badge.

No matter how he looked at it, he was like an ordinary high school student.

This was the first time Chi Ting’s age changed when he entered the instance.

He tried again. Both the red stone storage space on the choker and the string of bone beads around his wrist couldn’t be used.

It seemed that it wasn’t only the virtual system of the unlimited world, but also all the items and superpowers that were restricted in use.

Up to this point, it was undoubtedly enough to make people feel the trouble of this instance.

Chi Ting sighed helplessly and could only turn his attention back to his bedroom.

Just as the system said before entering the instance, there seemed to be no rules in this instance.

Since there was no place to provide him with the so-called rules, he undoubtedly needed to figure out the specific way to pass through and leave on his own.

The furnishings in this bedroom were actually very simple. They were even clear at a glance.

Chi Ting looked through the titles of the books on the bookshelf one by one. He found that they were basically some ordinary classics and college entrance examination review materials.

He made sure that there was nothing special to find. Then he turned around and looked at the desk.

After looking carefully, Chi Ting finally found a locked notebook under the pile of textbooks.

The key was inserted in it, and it opened with a slight force. The words on the first page fell clearly into his eyes—Ah Ting’s diary.

This was his diary?

He opened the first page, and the flamboyant handwriting caught his eye.

What surprised Chi Ting was that the content was actually written in his own handwriting.

[October 2, 20XX, sunny.

Today is another day to go to school. I have a lot of homework, and I am so tired.]

[October 3, 20XX, cloudy.

I bought three steamed buns this morning, but the boss made a mistake and gave me a vegetable bun instead. Perhaps this was a sign that I would have a bad day.]

[October 3, 20XX, overcast.

I took the exam today. The results are… Hehe, I’ll practice more questions when I get back.]

……

Reading page after page, it was mostly just irrelevant content.

Since the daily life of high school students was basically a one-sentence record, Chi Ting could feel that he was perfunctory about recording his daily life.

Despite such content that had nothing new to offer, Chi Ting keenly noticed that the handwriting was gradually becoming sloppy during the recording process.

[November 3, 20XX, rainy.

I can’t tell why, but I’ve been feeling that something isn’t right lately. Maybe I am overthinking.]

[November 4, 20XX, cloudy.

The eraser was lost.]

[November 5, 20XX, cloudy.

I lost my pen too.]

[November 6, 20XX, cloudy.

I brought new erasers and pens.]

As they continued to read, the handwriting became increasingly sloppy and difficult to recognize.

[December 24, 20XX, overcast.

No no, everything here is wrong!]

[December 25, 20XX, cloudy.

I think I finally know what is wrong. I need to go and verify it.]

[December 26, 20XX, light rain.

They shouldn’t be here, they shouldn’t be here> They even think I am crazy.]

[December 27, 20XX, heavy rain.

Get out, get out, I want to get out!]

[December 28, 20XX, cloudy.

Ahhh, let me out! Let me out! Why have you trapped me here? It is all fake, all fake! Die, die, die, die! Die!!!]

Unknowingly, the diary had been turned to the end. Chi Ting frowned slightly and slowly turned to the last page.

At this moment, what caught his eye was a line of eye-catching bright red characters. Even if he didn’t see the scene recorded at that time, it was enough to clearly feel the recorder’s mental state that was on the verge of collapse.

[December 29, 20XX, sunny.

No! This can’t go on any longer!

It! It clearly doesn’t belong here, but it wants to trap me forever! I must find it as soon as possible, or the door will be closed forever!

I will stay here forever. I can’t do this. I have to get out, I have to!]

At this point, the diary had reached the last page.

There were red marks printed on the content at the back, which were obviously left by the recorder after writing such content.

The atmosphere was apparently very mild on a sunny day, but the fear and madness revealed in these shocking red characters were enough to suddenly drop the surrounding temperature to zero degrees.

Chi Ting’s gaze lingered on the contents of the last page of the diary for a long time. He felt vaguely that it looked familiar.

Finally, something flashed through his mind. He turned around and looked at the calendar next to the desk.

The previous pages had all recorded the data. The one left now clearly stated: December 29th.

The last diary entry was just written today.

Chi Ting made a simple deduction based on the information he got from the diary.

The owner of this diary, Ah Ting, was obviously just an ordinary male high school student at first. He lived a very ordinary life every day. Until one day, he suddenly noticed something wrong that he shouldn’t have discovered. This discovery made him panic, but he still carefully verified it. In the end, the result made him fall into complete fear. He could only vent his anxiety by recording in a diary. Until today, he wrote the contents of the last page in the diary. The time point might be just after midnight, or it might be before Chi Ting came to this instance. In short, judging from the current situation, Ah Ting was already the identity he had now.

As a vague tingling sensation suddenly rushed to his scalp, Chi Ting subconsciously reached out to hold the table. Then he shook his body to avoid falling.

Countless complex emotions rushed into his mind in an instant. At this moment, it was as if he was recalling his past experiences. All the fear, uneasiness, anxiety, and madness—these countless emotions that belonged to Ah Ting’s experience completely surged up.

He lowered his head and took deep breaths. At this moment, Chi Ting could clearly feel that he had finally and completely transformed into ‘Ah Ting.’

There was a brief silence before Chi Ting smiled silently.

So now, he was indeed Ah Ting. Since he had become Ah Ting, the next thing he needed to do was to find ‘it’ as recorded in the diary.

But the word it had no gender or even form. What type of existence was it?

After quickly digesting such a strong emotional impact, Chi Ting put away the diary and put it in the drawer.

Just as he was about to continue checking the drawers of the desk to see if there were any other clues, all his actions stopped when he heard footsteps.

In the silence, the footsteps on the floor seemed particularly clear.

They walked from far to near, stopping at the bedroom door.

Chi Ting looked back.

He could feel that the existence coming now was standing motionless outside the door.

Who was it?

Could it be someone else from Dawn, or… something else?

The sound of pressing on the handle had a clear friction sound due to rust.

The bedroom door opened without Chi Ting blinking. The moment a figure came into view, the person said, “Why are you still wasting time here? Hurry up, or you will be late today!”

Chi Ting’s gaze paused slightly.

It wasn’t Lou Yueren, anyone else from the Dawn team, or even anyone he had met before.

But the moment he saw the other person, his mind had already clearly identified this person.

The young woman in the creamy white dress was his—sister.