The space inside the stairs in the basement of a residential building suddenly twisted. Before it returned to normal again, a young man in black had already walked out leisurely.

The shops on the street have been closed, and the cold moonlight passes through the leaves of the old banyan tree on the side of the road, allowing Chen Ming, who is bathed in it, to feel a cool and comfortable feeling, and... loneliness.

A tiles on the roadside were gently lifted up, and an electronic watch hidden in it was loyal to report the current time.

At 10:00 a.m. on November 11, this result made Chen Ming feel even more sad.

Singles' Day...

It is a coincidence that Singles' Day in reality coincides with Nightmare Day. This is indeed an extremely coincidental thing, but it seems a bit ironic. The reincarnators in the nightmare space often have no wives or husbands. They are very clear about their situation and they also hope to avoid being implicated by the person they love. Reincarnators are not wooden people, and love is also what they desire. However, when love develops to a certain extent, people who are rational often choose to give up. This is not only for the sake of their lovers not to shed tears for themselves who will die in the space, but also for the purpose of avoiding their minds being involved in this kind of thing.

So a large number of the guys who celebrate Nightmare Festival are destined to be singles for life. If someone spoofs that Nightmare Festival and Singles Day target the crowd, Chen Ming might agree with it, but it is a fact after all...

Just after coming out of the nightmare space, Chen Ming was not sleepy at this time. He suddenly wanted to stroll around the city. He was forced to breathe by the pressure of the nightmare trial, but he was just working and exercising in this city. He had never really enjoyed the night view of this big city.

The late nights in the city are often dim, and the turbid air and dust almost completely block the stars in the sky. Fortunately, there were no vehicles passing by in the early morning, which made the air here much better than the crowded and bustling periods.

Looking at the three or two inconspicuous stars in the sky, Chen Ming leaned on the bench by the roadside and took out a black porcelain wine gourd and poured the clear wine inside into a small white wine glass.

The half-full of wine in the wine glass reflected a jade plate into it... Chen Ming sighed and drank the slightly rippling bright moon in one gulp...

Although the pollution of the city makes the night sky particularly hazy, the moonlight can't stop it no matter what. The slightly yellow crescent moon cuts through the clouds and reveals a cool and soft light, which makes people feel calm. Chen Ming looked at the moon in a daze for a long time, and finally seemed to think of something, gently strokes the mirror frame, and smiles.

The chaos and complexity in his heart finally turned into a long sigh, as if he was about to exhale all his depression. Chen Ming directly poured a sip of wine into the spout, sniffed a sip of wine, and then gently put the wine pot back.

It's almost time to go back... Chen Ming stood up and patted the dust on his butt. The benches on the side of the road were actually covered in dust, but Chen Ming didn't notice it just now.

Admiring the scenery beside him, Chen Ming walked back leisurely, but after walking a few steps, he saw a drunk man drinking a bottle of wine at the moon on a bench not far away. This made Chen Ming stunned and walked over to look at the man... but he didn't raise his eyelids until Chen Ming walked in front of him.

This is the sorrow of Singles’ Day!

This must be a person with a story... Chen Ming sat next to the drunkard, and asked involuntarily as he looked depressed.

"Hey, buddy...you're very bored."

Unexpectedly, the drunk man suddenly had his eyes lit up and looked up at Chen Ming, "You are so men!" As he said that, he actually put his hand on Chen Ming's thigh.

......

Walking back to the restaurant by myself, Chen Ming looked depressed... Did I say something wrong...

The drunk guy was already bruised and swollen all over, and was buried in a certain trash can with his face down.

Looking at the old but very delicious restaurant plaque, Chen Ming breathed a sigh of relief and gently opened the back door... It turns out that the store is still good. As for the night view of the city, it's better to get out of here...

The world of the Nightmare Festival trial has been prompted by the Nightmare Space. Since Chen Ming has no sleepiness, he will naturally not waste time. He turned on his notebook under the small desk lamp. Although this world is special, there will be no danger of death, but understanding the plot is impossible.

The world that will be experiencing this time is King of Fighters 2000 (The_King_Of_Fighters), which is a rare plot world in a modern city, and the power of the government cannot be ignored. Faced with this kind of plot, it is inevitable that it cannot be compared with the previous world. Relatively speaking, this world requires more communication with the plot and characters, which determines that the previous strategy of entering the world and hitting the theme and hitting monsters is completely unsuitable here. Although strength is the first priority in this kind of plot, the confrontation between planning and wisdom will inevitably be very fierce.

This made Chen Ming feel a headache. After all, his social experience is definitely far from comparable to that of some veterans. If he competes in this regard, Chen Ming really doesn’t have much confidence. Fortunately, he still has some advantages in props. The secret medicine for Lei Shande who he just obtained is simply a timely help.

In reality, Chen Ming is just a young man who just turned 20 years old with an ordinary life. He can rely on his innate combat wisdom to design some combat planning and skills, but his planning experience is blank. Chen Ming is very clear that this is not something he can fool around with just any psychological knowledge in the short term. Since he cannot gain an advantage in this area, he can only try his best to disrupt or avoid it. It is undoubtedly very stupid to fight against the enemy with his weakness. Even if it is really unavoidable, he must drag the battle into a direct battle as much as possible...

Unconsciously, the faint morning light had already cast in from the window of the room, reflecting the cup of tea that Chen Ming brewed into a clear and bright green. Chen Ming couldn't help but feel that his pessimistic thoughts were a little funny... Others were not as smart as they imagined! Even in the reincarnation, those sinister and cunning conspirators could not be everywhere.

"Sell~report~!"

As the squeaking sound of the broken tricycle got closer, the familiar and sarcastic newspaper sales sounded out of the window. Chen Ming took out a wrinkled dollar and handed it out of the window.

"Come a quick report."

......

In a busy life, I always feel that time passes very quickly, but Chen Ming, who is thinking about things, feels that today's time has passed a little long because of the tension in his heart.

After the meal, there was only one table of leftovers leftovers. The busy little girl was having fun doing odd jobs. After the time passed, the restaurant could basically close at 8 o'clock in the evening. In this area outside the university campus, it was time for barbecue stalls and beer at night.

"It seems that small advertisements have been cracked down recently, and the cityscape is tidying up, right?"

The boss pulled Chen Ming's newspaper away and glared at the guy who was wandering during work hours. Then he looked at himself regardless of Chen Ming's wry smile.

"What's the situation in our city so messy... I think we'll do it before we talk about it. What did you think last time? The little ** dared to smash the table and pay for it." The chef was idle and lay on the kitchen window, holding his cheeks and started to whine.

"Who dares to make a debt to A Ming kill him on the spot!" The boss suddenly stared at the boss when he heard the word debt to the point of being stimulated. Fortunately, he was a little rational and didn't say he wanted to kill him himself. With his thin arms and big belly, he was honestly not convinced even when he got angry, let alone fighting for something.

Chen Ming was too lazy to reply, so he simply rolled up his sleeves and accompanied the girl to clean up the table.

"Hehe... do you know why the leader wants to crack down on small advertisements?" The chef showed a despicable smile. This guy was blind as soon as he had no work to do.

The boss pressed the newspaper and showed his eyes. Although he knew that the chef would definitely not say anything serious, he still wanted to hear what he was talking about. "Why?"

"That's how it is..." The chef was so stern, with a bit of a storytelling.

"The leader's house lives on the sixth floor, and a family on the fourth floor has just died. The crying made the leader not rest for a day when he was off work... Although he was sleepy at night, he couldn't sleep but suddenly wanted to go to the supermarket to buy a pack of cigarettes to smoke. Although it is already two in the morning, you should know that the convenience store is open 24 hours a day...

The lights in the stairs were voice-controlled lights. The leader stomped his feet when he passed by the fourth floor, but he couldn't turn on the lights. It was not until the leader coughed hard that the dim lights lit up. But I don't know if it was because of contact with ** or why the light was light and dark, which was very strange...

The leader felt that he seemed to hear the crying faintly, thinking that he was very sleepy, but when he looked up, he suddenly saw that the door of the dead house on the fourth floor was creaking and slowly opened a crack!

This scared the leader directly! The leader could only look at the crack in the door, but was so scared that he couldn't even move his feet, and his mind was blank! After the voice-controlled light went out, his fear became stronger and stronger, but he didn't dare to turn on the light again. He could only feel his cold sweat making his body itchy, and he didn't dare to move at will!

But at this moment, the creaking sound of the door suddenly became clear. As the crack of the door was opened, the leader clearly saw a person's head slowly stretching out from the crack of the door, and smiled strangely at him!! Then he said softly in a sharp and gloomy voice in a strange smile..."

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet. Even Lao Zhang was nervously paying attention to the chef's story, while the miscellaneous girl was so scared that she hid behind Chen Ming and grabbed her rag tightly.

"Speak gently..." The chef smiled strangely.

"Hey, buddy! Do you want to apply for a certificate?"

Chen Ming felt that he was about to be frozen to death.
Chapter completed!