I picked up a boyfriend in the infinite game

Song Guicheng woke up in bed. Chen Wenyu was dozing beside him, his black hair swaying as he nodded.

As soon as he moved, Chen Wenyu woke up.

"Brother Cheng, you're awake," Chen Wenyu stood up and poured him a glass of water, "Drink some water first."

Song Guicheng took two sips of the teacup, which moistened his body that seemed to be cracked by the roasting in the copy, and his consciousness became clearer.

He asked, "How long have I slept?"

Chen Wenyu glanced at his watch: "53 hours and 37 minutes."

Two days and two nights.

"Your body is seriously injured," Chen Wenyu explained, "so you sleep for a long time."

Song Guicheng nodded, indicating that he understood.

Chen Wenyu asked Song Guicheng what he wanted to eat and went to buy it for him. His voice was steady and his actions were methodical. There was no sign of the panic he had on his face when he came out of the copy.

After he left, the room returned to silence.

Song Guicheng leaned against the head of the bed, with a faint scent of sandalwood lingering around his nose. The pain from the burning fire seemed to still linger in his bones. He unconsciously fiddled with the jade beads in his hand, trying to suppress the irritability in his heart.

He clicked on his light screen and tried to divert his attention.

[Player level: C level (still need points to reach B level)

Number of fans: 3798

Number of copies cleared: 4

integral:

Guild: Hui]

He reaped great rewards, with his points soaring from 61 to more than 2. However, he did not feel relieved. More than 2 was barely enough to spend, and he could never imagine where points would be needed in the Soul-Tracing World.

Song Guicheng clicked on the details page of "Clearance Copy" and found that the titles of the other copies were normal white, only "Yongding Tower" was coated with a layer of silver, followed by four large silver-plated characters: Never Open.

These words exude a cold touch under the white light of the screen, like an invisible shackle.

He clicked on the details page of "Yongding Building" and found a line of bold words at the bottom:

[The Yongding Building dungeon has been fully explored, and this dungeon will never be opened. ]

It seems that when the exploration degree reaches 100%, this copy will end completely.

But he still hasn't figured out how to determine the degree of exploration in a dungeon.

He once tried to find the answer from the barrage, but the content of the barrage was either complaints, quarrels, screen licking, opening bets, and fan wars. In short, he could not see any content related to the copy and the soul-tracing game.

Maybe there are, but those barrages are not open to players.

"Ding-a-ling-ding-a-ling--"

The phone that was placed on the bedside table rang without warning. Song Guicheng picked it up and saw the caller ID: Jiang Chi.

His eyes flickered slightly and he swiped to answer the call.

"Hello, President." Song Guicheng greeted him politely.

A low laugh came from the other end, as if it was overflowing from the throat: "Don't be so polite, Song Guicheng, congratulations on clearing the dungeon, and congratulations on reaching rank C."

Song Guicheng frowned slightly, wondering how Jiang Chi knew about his clearance and upgrade, but still said with restraint: "Thank you."

Jiang Chi seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and explained slowly: "Your status will be updated here in the guild. I only found out when I saw your level jump from D to C."

It turned out to be the case.

However, even though Jiang Chi said so, Song Guicheng did not let down his guard. How could a super S-level player, the president of the first guild, bother to care about a mere C-level player like him?

"How is your recovery?" There was a sound of paper rubbing against each other, and Jiang Chi seemed to be flipping through some book or document.

Song Guicheng squeezed his palms, sat up from the bed, stood up and took two steps, feeling the strength of his body, and replied: "It's fine now."

"That's good," Jiang Chi said, "Someone from the Intelligence Department will come to ask you some questions in a while. I hope you can cooperate."

Song Guicheng said indifferently: "Of course."

In another place, in an office on the top floor of a high-rise building, Jiang Chi closed the folder in his hand, relaxed his body a little and leaned back in his chair. He turned on the light screen, and the pale white light reflected his noble profile.

He said: "Also, I hope you can leave your current place as soon as possible."

Song Guicheng's eyes shone: "Why?"

Jiang Chi stared at the system announcement and chuckled: "Maybe a lot of people are eyeing you now."

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Song Guicheng was numb.

He had no idea that a 100% exploration rate would be reported and praised.

I’m convinced, really.

This sad feeling continued until Chen Wenyu transferred the balance to him.

As the final payment of 7000 points, Chen Wenyu generously paid him 3 yuan.

Song Guicheng tried his best to refuse, and Chen Wenyu refused to bargain. In the end, both sides took a step back and settled on 1 points.

This is the first time I see someone rushing to pay more money, and he will cry in front of you if you don’t pay more.

Song Guicheng felt mixed emotions when he looked at his balance of more than 4 yuan.

Could it be that this kid hit his head when he jumped from the fifth floor?

When Chen Wenyu bought food for Song Guicheng, he also bought one for himself. The two of them sat at a table and ate face to face.

Song Guicheng was curious: "Where did you get so many points?"

Chen Wenyu picked out some of the food from his lunch box and put it next to Song Guicheng: "My parents' inheritance."

It seems that although props and points cannot be robbed, they can be given voluntarily.

Chen Wenyu's personality outside the copy is much calmer and colder than inside the copy. Free from the threat of oppressive death, people will return to their comfortable lifestyle.

Song Guicheng pushed all the coriander on the wontons aside, but he would not care about these things in the copy. At that time, his mind was full of escaping and he didn't care about his own quality of life.

Chen Wenyu saw Song Guicheng eating the wontons one by one with great relish, not at all like he had lost his appetite in the dungeon, and a slight smile appeared on his face.

He asked, "How did you figure out where the formation was?"

Song Guicheng stopped scooping wontons and pointed at his eyes. His light brown eyes were bright and gentle: "Because I have eyes."

Chen Wenyu: …

Song Guicheng read the silence in his eyes behind his glasses, pursed his lips and smiled: "You should have noticed that the entire Yongding Building is changing, the changes in day and night, the changes on the fifth floor, and the changes in the weather.

The changes of day and night are to provide time for the dark shadows to move, the changes on the fifth floor are the channel for power transmission, and the only thing left is the changes in the weather.

The transition between sunny and rainy days is probably hiding something or connecting something.”

Chen Wenyu chewed the vegetables in his mouth and swallowed them: "So you guess that the formation hidden between sunny days and rainy days is that formation?"

Song Guicheng nodded: "It's mostly guesswork and risk-taking. The distribution of those ponds is too regular."

Chen Wenyu suddenly realized something: "So you always look down from the flower bed to see this?"

Song Guicheng did not comment: "The room is too hot. It's cooler to stand by the window after the rain."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head to pick up the wontons. For a moment, the only sound on the table was the sound of chopsticks colliding.

Chen Wenyu ate the rice in the box mouthful by mouthful, chewing it slowly and thoroughly. After he finished, he asked, "What if your guess is wrong?"

What if Xiaowen found the wrong object of trust, what if the formation was in the wrong place, what if he fell from the fourth floor and died directly...

"What if I guessed wrong..." Song Guicheng hesitated for a moment, took out a tissue, and wiped his mouth carefully, "Then I can only apologize for letting everyone die together."

When he said this, his expression was full of apology, and his slender fingers seemed to be stroking the jade beads on his wrist anxiously.

Only a hint of the answer could be heard from the light and weightless sound.

Entering the dungeon was like walking a tightrope on a cliff. He was not stingy with his adventurous spirit and boldly tested the bottom line, even if this action might lead to his death.

Doing nothing is more dangerous than madly trying.

He didn't care whether he lived or died.

The worst outcome is death.

It's just death.

He has already found a home for his soul, so he doesn't care what happens to his body.

People are usually afraid of death, afraid of the loss and oblivion that death brings, afraid of a wasted life and the tears of their loved ones.

Song Guicheng stared at Chen Wenyu for a few seconds. The boy in front of him looked a little immature, and he should still be playing games with his roommates in the dormitory. He decided to give him a little advice:

"If you want to live, you need the courage to die."