I picked up a boyfriend in the infinite game

When Song Guicheng woke up, it was already bright. He opened the window and saw that the flower bed downstairs was planted with all kinds of exotic flowers and plants, which were being carefully cared for.

The proprietress changed her clothes and watered the flowers. The water droplets fell down, very gently.

"Good morning." Song Guicheng greeted.

He took the wooden sign and went out. He weighed it in his hand and found that the weight was wrong. It was much lighter than last night. He took it out and saw that it had indeed become thinner.

It should be a new preventive measure, and it is quite advanced.

He always kept in mind the rule that everything in the Soul-Tracing World required points, so he did not ask the proprietress if there was breakfast in the store.

Even if there is, he probably can't afford it now.

Song Guicheng felt a little melancholy, and this melancholy lasted until he took the first bite of the bun. The bun was filled with hot meat, not too fatty or greasy, and the soup soaked the dough.

Two buns and a cup of soy milk cost 120 points, and the balance jumped to 1043.

It is indeed easier to spend money than to earn money.

When he opened his electronic screen again, he saw an "Enter the Dungeon" option below his personal page.

It is black, with a metallic texture, cold and without a trace of warmth.

Does the time for the next instance need to be reset and cooled? He temporarily turned off the electronic screen and sipped the remaining half bowl of soy milk.

After coming out of the dungeon world yesterday, the wounds on his body, whether the marks on his neck or the burns on his palms, all disappeared, indicating that the injuries from the dungeon world will not be brought to the soul-tracing world.

Soul Tracing, the name of this game is quite interesting.

"踪" has three meanings in the Chinese dictionary. One is to go upstream, the second is to pursue and explore, and the third is to reminisce and recall.

I don’t know what meaning the word “踪” in the game title has.

Yesterday, the tall and handsome young man told him that "it should be able to be extended". What does this mean?

He quickly emptied the bowl of soy milk.

Yesterday's floating bubble only gave the simplest guidance, the meaning was very clear, and the rest was up to the players to explore on their own. As for whether they could survive before understanding the game, it all depended on their personal strength and luck.

"Hey, are you?"

On the road a few steps away from the breakfast stall, someone waved at Song Guicheng.

Song Guicheng: I am not.

The figure ran towards him, and Song Guicheng decisively pressed the "Enter Copy" button.

The next second, he felt a sense of weightlessness in his body and disappeared into the seat of the breakfast stall.

The owner of the breakfast shop was still busy clearing tables and calling out to customers, and the couple at the table next to him were also eating their breakfast peacefully.

Everyone turned a blind eye to all this and continued to live their own lives.

A day and a half later, Song Guicheng heard the familiar electronic sound again.

[The copy is loading... The copy has been loaded successfully. ]

[Current copy: Dream and Villa]

[Type: Multiplayer Cooperative Dungeon]

[Difficulty: D level]

[Main Mission: Find Sister]

[Clearance Reward: 200 Points]

[The live broadcast room has been opened, and the 15-minute countdown for the recommended position has begun. 】

The villa was surrounded by white fog. The European-style building in front was the only clear scenery on the foggy background.

Song Guicheng was standing outside a black carved iron door, and he was not the only one around him.

Including him, there were a total of eight people gathered at the door, with different expressions on their faces, including nervousness, anxiety, and panic.

They were all waiting for the same thing: the opening of the iron gate.

No one spoke for a while. Song Guicheng didn't want to attract attention, so he stood there quietly and glanced at his clothes.

The dark grey cashmere sweater has a great texture. The season for this copy should be late autumn.

【Watch on time～】

[The boss of the previous instance let him go so easily? Why? ]

[Maybe ghosts also look at faces]

【Agree】

[I don't agree with you, he's not the only good-looking newcomer]

[There are many good-looking ones, but how many are this handsome?]

[I still think he spent money]

……

Song Guicheng was concentrating on studying the barrage, trying to turn it off.

"Hey, brother, you are so handsome!" Suddenly a voice came from his right ear. He was startled and subconsciously moved half a step to the side.

Then he turned his head to the right and saw a man in a camel-colored windbreaker, with delicate features, smiling at him.

The abrupt words just now should have been said by him.

"Damn it, Shi Sui, don't have a seizure." The man who came later cursed, grabbed him by the collar and threw him aside.

Then he apologized to Song Guicheng: "I'm sorry."

Song Guicheng: "...It's okay."

The man was half a head taller than Song Guicheng, with a crew cut and broken eyebrows, a cold and hard face, and facial features that revealed an unrestrained sharpness.

"Xu Chongchuan, stop meddling in other people's business," Shi Sui straightened his collar and came forward unwillingly, "Little brother, I think I've seen you somewhere."

"Your way of chatting people up is outdated." Xu Chongchuan's mouth twitched, and he wanted to pull him away.

[The God of Time’s appearance is as special as ever…]

[What is time god, time dog? 】

[You can scold the time, but you can’t scold the fans~]

[I raise the banner for the times, let's see who dares to be his enemy~]

[I came here from Xu Chongchuan’s live broadcast room]

……

"Song Guicheng, is that you?" Shi Sui suddenly called out his name, and now Song Guicheng had to look him in the face.

Seeing Song Guicheng's shocked expression, Shi Sui knew that he was right.

However, compared to Shi Sui's pride, other players had more expressions of surprise or scrutiny on their faces, and the names of this batch of best newcomers had already spread.

Everyone thought he had some extraordinary skills, either he had three heads and six arms, or he had some powerful props, but who knew that he just looked like a pale-faced scholar who couldn't lift anything with his hands or shoulders.

The murmurs of conversation were louder than before. Song Guicheng was a little distressed because he had not originally intended to self-destruct.

Shi Sui stretched out his hand towards him and said, "The richest man in the capital, the young master of the Song family, Song Guicheng, my name is Shi Sui."

Seeing the man in front of him reporting his family background in the real world, Song Guicheng couldn't help but look at him twice more. He still had a harmless look with a smile on his face.

Without the Song family's permission, the media dared not publish news about the Song family, and photos of the two young masters of the Song family had never been leaked.

How could he know...

Song Guicheng shook hands cautiously: "Hello." Then he walked aside, not wanting to talk to him too much.

This person gave him a bad feeling, but he was not dangerous. His intuition told him that it would be better to have less contact with him.

Shi Sui didn't seem to care and ran to the side to look at the iron gate.

A few more people came one after another, and they were almost the same as the previous players, silent and depressed.

No one is at ease under the scythe of death.

In such an atmosphere, only Shi Sui was walking leisurely outside the door with his arms folded, humming a tuneless song.

When the last person arrived, the iron gate slowly opened. With a sour "creaky" sound, Menghe Villa opened its welcome door to the players.

While everyone was still hesitating and wavering, Shi Sui took the lead and stepped into the iron gate, followed by the others.

The brick road under their feet led them to the main house. There were weeds on both sides of the road, and it seemed that no one had cleaned it for a long time.

Song Guicheng walked at the end and secretly counted the number of people. There were 15 people in total, eight men and seven women.

The road was very quiet, no one was talking, and the air was filled with a terrifying sense of impending storm.

It was still the same age. He reached out and pushed open the door of the villa. A couple in their forties were sitting on the sofa with anxious looks.

After seeing the players coming in, he hurried over and said, "You are finally here."

No one spoke for a while, and everyone looked at Shi Sui, but he looked as if it had nothing to do with him and didn't want to say another word.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward, so Song Guicheng had to step forward and say, "Hello, is there anything I can help you with?"

"It's like this," the woman spoke first, "My husband and I went on a business trip last week and left our daughter at home. But when we came back, she was gone."

The child was missing, and Song Guicheng immediately connected it with the "Main Mission: Find Sister".