After entering the infinite game, the full-level boss pretends to be new again

Chapter 44 Safe Hotel [4]

Zhou Qi looked at his feet with a little novelty, and said in a regretful tone: "It's a pity, after entering the dungeon, I can't float up anymore. I'm already used to not walking."

Yan Qing raised her forehead slightly, and after realizing that the person in front of her was indeed Zhou Qi, the girl walked over from the door, sat beside Zhou Qi, and raised her hand to poke Zhou Qi's arm.

Zhou Qi in the dungeon is real, but instead of having the body temperature of a normal person, his tentacles are icy cold.

"Are you a player now? Or an NPC?" Yan Qing withdrew his hand and asked.

Zhou Qi thought for a while, "It doesn't count. I should be in a ghost state now. I can move in the instance, but I don't belong to this instance."

After a pause, Zhou Qi was thoughtful.

"Also, I only seem to be around at night," she said.

Yan Qing was not surprised by this situation, she thought for a while, "Maybe it's because you were taken into the space before, so now you are a little bound to me."

Hearing this, Zhou Qi sighed regretfully: "It's a pity, I have to work with you for a while longer."

Yan Qing was noncommittal.

"... Let me tell you a secret." Zhou Qi's emotions came and went quickly, and soon he leaned over with great interest, and said mysteriously: "I seem to be able to condense the entity in this copy, which is that of a normal person." kind of entity."

Saying that, Zhou Qi excitedly put his hand in front of Yan Qing, and raised his chin slightly.

This probably means to let her touch it?
Yan Qing thought about it, raised her hand to touch it, but it was still cold.

Zhou Qi curled his lips, and stuffed his little finger into Yan Qing's palm, "It's not the palm, it's this finger. Feel it, isn't it similar to the body temperature of a normal person?"

In fact, the difference is not very big. Yan Qing thought about it for a while, and compared it with Zhou Qi's other fingers, and finally found that Zhou Qi's little finger seemed to be warmer than the other fingers.

"Maybe after a while, I can appear during the day." Zhou Qi smiled, and then sighed melancholy, "Unfortunately, the level of this dungeon is still too low, and the breath I have absorbed for so long is just Let my fingers become a little bit warmer."

Yan Qing pursed her lips.

"After completing the three tasks for the novice, I will take you to the high-level copy."

Zhou Qi raised his head suddenly, "Really?"

"The old man is innocent."

……

……

At night, Yan Qing went to bed with his clothes on.

She didn't plan to go out to investigate anything on the first night. According to previous experience, usually nothing would happen on the first night, and it was Christmas Eve that everyone agreed by default.

I can go and see what's in the suitcase tomorrow morning.

Yan Qing thought in a daze.

When I pulled the suitcase today, I realized that this thing is ridiculously heavy.

After late at night, because of her sharp five senses, Yan Qing woke up quickly in her sleep. She heard the sound of something scratching against the door of the room. The sound was as if something with claws was scratching from top to bottom with its nails The door made a harsh sound.

Happened on the first night.

Yan Qing frowned slightly, and before she could open her eyes, Zhou Qi's soothing voice sounded in her ears: "It's okay, Yan Qing, go on sleeping."

The next second after Zhou Qi's voice sounded, the voice at the door disappeared without a trace.

Without that sound, the night seemed extraordinarily silent.

"Go to sleep." Zhou Qi said, "I'm here."

Yan Qing pursed her lips, feeling drowsy gradually welling up, she responded vaguely, and continued to sleep.

The next day, I was woken up by the tour guide's loud horn.

Yan Qing got up from the bed, her hair was still disheveled, she turned her head to look at the alarm clock by the bedside, and when she saw that the current time was just 05:30, the girl rang the alarm clock and turned it upside down .

Sleepy to death.

early in the morning.

The loudspeaker outside was still ringing.

Yan Qing got off the bed a little irritable, washed up briefly and came to the hall with a sullen face.

In fact, she wasn't angry about getting up, but it was still daylight outside, and calling everyone up at this time was simply a challenge.

The tour guide still seemed to be smiling, and waved his small flag to gather everyone together, and then briefly counted the number of people.

"Huh? One is missing." The tour guide looked at the list and said in doubt.

Yan Qing was hidden in the crowd, drowsy, and she tried to talk to Zhou Qi in a daze, but during the day, it was as if Zhou Qi didn't exist at all, and all her questions fell to nothing.

"That person's room is at 235, why don't we go and have a look?" someone suggested from below.

The tour guide had no objection, and everyone walked towards the second floor in a mighty manner.

Yan Qing followed at the end of the crowd and raised his eyes slightly.

235.

Because the rooms are arranged according to odd and even numbers, Yan Qing's room is room 233, which happens to be next to the room of the missing person.

At this time, the door of Room 235 was still closed.

The keen five senses made Yan Qing's temples throb, and she already smelled the faint smell of blood in the air.

Everyone patted on the door for a while, making the sound very loud, but still no one came to open the door. When they were wondering, a girl in the team suddenly screamed.

"Blood! There's blood!"

Everyone looked at the position the girl was pointing at, and there was a little blood oozing faintly from the gap under the door. The color had already been dark red, and it might have been a while.

The tour guide's expression also changed. He turned around and asked the front desk staff of the hotel to get a spare key, and opened the closed door of Room 235.

As soon as the door of the room was opened, many people couldn't help covering their mouths and retching due to the bloody smell that rushed to their faces.

Standing behind the crowd, Yan Qing could barely tiptoe to see what was going on inside the door. She saw the floor, ceiling, and the wall next to it were all sprayed with blood.

The blood on the floor was still flowing, showing a dark red color.

A few boys in front boldly looked into the room. After seeing the situation in the room, they quickly retreated with horror on their faces, and said incoherently: "Dead, dead!"

There was a commotion in the crowd.

Lin Shushu stood at the edge of the crowd, no one would dare to go into the room now, he walked around the crowd, squeezed into the room, walked in carefully, his gaze was slightly fixed.

It was the player in front of him, with a painful and stern expression on his face, his body seemed to be cut open by sharp claws, and even his intestines were exposed, except for the heart that was dug out at the mouth of the chest, and it was nowhere to be found.

There was blood all over the room.

Something went wrong the first night.

(End of this chapter)