I Play the Horror World as a Simulation Game

The brain briefly lost consciousness.

After a moment of chaos, when Qin Nuo regained consciousness, he heard a sound similar to an engine. When he opened his eyes, he found himself sitting in a seat by the window.

Outside the window was a hazy and dim night.

Beneath the darkness lay the outlines of buildings.

The sky was the same familiar gray.

"A familiar scent."

Qin Nuo murmured, lifting his gaze to the interior of the carriage.

Inside the carriage, it was equally pitch black, unclear if the bulb was broken or if there simply wasn't one.

His seat was at the very back, with a steel plate stitched with steel nails behind him. The metal friction in the gaps emitted a creaking sound.