Thriller: I created an alien asylum

Tonight is New Year's Eve, and many people are looking forward to the arrival of the New Year.

"10."

"9."

…

"3."

"2."

"1."

The countdown is over and Blue Star has officially entered 2025.

"drop--------"

At the same time, a harsh and long mechanical sound sounded in the minds of people all over the world.

"The thriller game [Strange Era] has been officially launched, the person who logged in is Blue Star!"

The anticipation on everyone's faces was replaced by panic.

"Thriller game?"

"Thought implant? Alien?"

"Mom, mom, someone is talking in my head."

“Is the end of the world finally coming?”

"It's such a shitty day, the world will be destroyed soon!"

On the chat software, people were sharing and talking about it, and the matter quickly became a hot search topic.

January 1st.

The demons should have been dancing wildly, but most people had forgotten about it in the past few hours.

Only a few people still have impressions. They want to speak out and tell the outside world, but they only get ridicule and misunderstanding from others, saying that they are whimsical and have random thoughts.

Does anyone else say that they want to cause panic by spreading these nonsense?

Under the ridicule and suppression of others, these insiders gradually became silent and stopped making any comments.

Comments on the matter on the Internet also disappeared, and everything seemed to be back to normal.

Only the leaders of various countries held meetings one after another with solemn faces.

There are more and more police patrolling the streets, especially at night, when iron policemen with red and blue lights flashing are active in various places.

For a time, crime rates everywhere dropped a lot.

Seven o'clock in the morning.

Shen Yu listened to the music and waited for the bus to arrive on the platform.

The temperature in Yeyang City is extremely low in the morning, and there is a layer of mist everywhere. Looking at the city from a distance, it looks hazy as if it is covered with a layer of white gauze, making it difficult to see its true face.

There is a thin layer of snow on the ground, and many pedestrians walk on it. They exhale white mist when talking and breathing, blending into the city, and seeming to add silk threads to the weaving of the white gauze.

Shen Yu took a breath of hot air to relieve his somewhat frozen fingers.

Finally, a bus with 201 written on it came.

The car stopped, the door opened, and Shen Yu walked into the car.

He took out the card in his pocket and tapped it on the card machine.

"Bip! Student card!"

There were very few passengers in this car, which made Shen Jing feel a little strange. Usually at this time, the car would be full of people rushing to go to school and work.

But having a seat is better than standing, so Shen Yu found an empty seat at the back and sat down.

The car starts.

After five minutes on the road.

Tick ​​tock!

Shen Yu felt something dripping onto his neck, and the bone-chilling chill made him shiver.

Shen Yu touched his neck with his backhand and looked up at the roof of the car. He found no abnormalities and no leaks.

It was as if all that was his illusion.

However, Shen Yu knew that it could not be his illusion, because he was one of the very few people who still retained the memory of the "Strange Era".

Why does he still remember? Is it because he is different? Or is he being targeted?

Shen Yu groped his neck carefully, but found nothing wrong. He tried taking photos with his mobile phone and found no abnormalities in his skin.

This made him a little anxious.

At first glance, the dull and boring life seems to have been disrupted by an accident, but this accident cannot be controlled by Shen Prison.

He rubbed his neck hard until the skin there was red and stinging.

calm!

It's not necessarily that he's experiencing something weird.

even if.

He also needs to find a way to verify it.

Shen Yu calmly observed the other passengers. Was he the only one, or did others also meet him?

There were not many passengers on the bus, just a few office workers, a few students, and some uncles and aunties who got up early to buy groceries and go shopping.

Some of them were chatting in low voices, some were sitting bleary-eyed, some were playing with their phones with their heads down, and some were leaning on the backs of chairs to catch up on their sleep.

Behavior is normal.

Until Shen Yu looked ahead.

The driver was sitting upright, holding the steering wheel with both hands, and was driving the car meticulously on the road with many vehicles.

The rearview mirror inside the bus just reflected the face of the driver sitting in the driver's seat, with pale skin without a trace of blood.

In the opposite lane, a tanker truck approached.

Shen Prison's heartbeat suddenly accelerated at this moment, and a strong premonition pulled at him.

Shen Yu stood up suddenly and ran forward quickly. A student next to him raised his head and glanced at him strangely.

The driver's face was very ugly, with a faint air of death. His eyes widened ferociously, and his two eyeballs seemed to be protruding from their sockets. The hands holding the steering wheel were veined, and the bus swayed to the left. To the right.

There was a look of struggle on his face, as humanity struggled with unknown distortions.

In the end, the driver was no match for the thing controlling him. He stepped on the accelerator and hit the oil tanker in the left lane!

Several cars were knocked over, and everyone in the car was thrown flying under the strong inertia.

Shen Yu's body flew backwards suddenly, it was too late!

The eardrums were filled with the harsh sounds of series of collisions and violent explosions!

"Ding! The anomaly containment system has begun to activate...activation completed!"

"It is detected that the host is in a life-or-death crisis, 10,000 construction points will be deducted, and a one-time time and space retrieval will be purchased."

"One-time time regression has been used!"

Everything around him was still.

Then, Shen Yu's body, the collided and damaged vehicle, and the passengers seemed to be pressed into a backwards movie, and everything went back to the time before the accident happened.

…

The ear-piercing explosions and desperate screams are still in my ears.

Shen Yu sat on the car seat, holding the back of the car in front and lowering his head to take a few breaths. He raised his head and looked around.

The expressions of those passengers were normal, as if they had forgotten what had just happened.

driver!

Without any time to think, Shen Yu rushed to the cab at a faster speed this time.

The driver's expression was struggling, his eyes were bulging, and the pain made his face look extremely twisted and terrifying.

The driver sensed Shen Yu's approach.

His neck got stuck one by one, as if there was something wrong with him, and he slowly turned his head, looking for help.

Shen Yu pulled him off his seat.

The driver took the steering wheel.

The movement ahead attracted the attention of the passengers in the car.

"What are you doing? Stealing a car?"

"Hey! Why did you drag the driver away?"

Many people immediately stood up and approached here.

Shen Yu calmly explained the current situation: "Don't touch me. The driver is ill, maybe epilepsy. The car is still on the road and needs someone to drive it. You control him first and don't interfere with me."

Several passengers were surprised and confused.