I picked up a boyfriend in the infinite game

The hotel was surrounded by a circle of wooden fences. The setting sun in the distance fell behind the mountain. The dim light almost formed a straight line behind the hotel, as if to compress the small hotel at the foot of the mountain into a narrow gap.

There are groups of trees growing on the hill next to the farm, and most families on the farm also use shrubs and trees to decorate their own yards.

Song Guicheng raised his wrist and looked at his watch. The hour hand had just passed 5 o'clock.

The change in time in the previous copy provided many clues. After he got out, he bought a watch, a D-level item he found in the guild store, which cost 2000 points.

It is a very ordinary style, with a metal dial, a blue surface, a black strap of moderate thickness, and the numbers and scales are made by printing technology. Maybe because the props are not of high grade, the workmanship is a bit rough.

When Song Guicheng got it, he found that the texture of the disk was rough, the edges of the scales were rough, and it looked a bit messy and blurry.

The edges and corners of the dial are sharp, and it feels very cutting to the touch. When wearing it, the wrist will be lightly scratched. It doesn’t hurt, but it is not comfortable. It is far from the smooth and delicate touch of a pocket watch.

He found tools to polish it again and then put it on his wrist, and it felt much better.

All I can say is that one point equals one item. 2000 points can only buy an item of this quality, and that's at a 4000% discount in the guild store. If you buy it in the Soul Tracing Store, it will cost points.

Even the item description only has a simple line of words: [Accurate watch: A watch that only moves within the dungeon, and it will always show the accurate time when it moves.]

It looks pretty tasteless.

Song Guicheng's fingers stroked the edge of his wrist. He was not the kind of person who was petty, but he liked to make the best use of things. Since he spent 2000 points to buy it, he naturally wanted to make the most of it.

Although at present this watch is useless except for telling time.

*

After saying goodbye to Allen, Song Guicheng and Xie Siyou pushed open the gate and walked in.

The ground was covered with withered yellow fallen leaves, which made a crisp "rustling" sound when stepped on, as if welcoming the two visitors.

Before Alan jumped onto the truck, he looked back twice reluctantly. The tall young man in a gray windbreaker walked slowly and soon reached the door of the hotel.

The wooden hotel was dented and scarred after years of wind and rain erosion. Due to neglect, weeds and moss grew in the corners. It looked dirty and old, in stark contrast to the neat, refined and graceful young man at the door. In the last ray of light, there was a sudden sense of disconnection.

The door of the hotel was not locked. Through the crack in the door, I could see the light jumping from inside, and hear the whispers of people inside, the sound of tables and chairs colliding, and the sound of something scraping on the ground.

Before entering, Song Guicheng smelled a strong smell of alcohol, which was mixed with a strong sweet and sour flavor.

He immediately determined that it was the smell of cider.

The door was not locked, which meant they were waiting for someone. As for who they were waiting for, Song Guicheng and Xie Siyou looked at each other and had the answer in their hearts.

After hesitating for a moment, they decided to push the door open directly.

*

Hearing the sound of "creaking" from the door, the people in the room stopped talking and looked towards the door. Two people who could be identified as players from their appearance came in.

One is gentle and elegant, the other is sunny and lovely.

The air was silent for a moment.

Someone whispered in amazement: "Damn, brother, you are too good-looking."

Under normal circumstances, Xie Siyou would definitely agree with the other person's perspective and express his affirmation and approval to that person, but now his attention was completely attracted by the woman and man sitting on the right side of the dining table.

The girl was tall, with cool eyes and eyebrows, her long hair tied into a ponytail, and she was dressed simply and neatly. She was an enlarged version of No. 105 in the "Ankang Orphanage".

The boy next to her looked rather ordinary, with small eyes, a flat nose, and thick bangs covering his forehead, trying his best to reduce his presence.

Xie Siyou rolled his eyes and snorted, "This is such bad luck!"

Song Guicheng didn't expect to meet No. 105 and No. 106 here.

The secret and smug smile on No. 105's face when his body was forcibly swapped, the powerlessness and horror of facing the monster without any resistance are still vivid in his mind. His eyes turned a little cold, but they returned to normal after a long time.

The other players obviously noticed the discord between these people, and their eyes moved back and forth between the two sides. For a moment, no one spoke except for the foul language that Xie Siyou had just blurted out.

Just then, a short, fat woman in an apron walked out of the wooden door at the back.

As the door opened, Song Guicheng's nose smelled stronger, and the smell of cider kept coming out from the room behind the woman, almost surrounding him everywhere.

The woman wiped the oil off her hands with her apron: "Everyone is here, we can have dinner soon."

Her tone was not enthusiastic, and one could only hear fatigue and exhaustion in her short voice. Her wrinkled face showed not only fat and wrinkles, but also the sadness and numbness squeezed by life.

This should be the hostess of the hotel.

Song Guicheng thought of Allen's evaluation of her: besides cooking, she only knows how to get beaten. When Allen said this, there was a bit of pity and helplessness in his tone.

After the woman finished her words, she turned around silently, scratched her brown curly hair with her hands that had just been oiled, and walked into the kitchen again, slamming the door shut, shaking up the dust on the furnishings.

Song Guicheng touched the jade bead on his wrist, pulled open the chair opposite No. 105 and sat down, his long eyelashes slightly raised, and the corners of his mouth curved into a soft arc: "I didn't expect that we would meet again."

No. 105 was a little shocked at first when he looked at the man in front of him, but after seeing his smile, the alert cells in his body began to clamor.

She pinched the dagger hanging on her waist, her face cold: "Yeah, I didn't expect to meet again."

Xie Siyou glared at her, hatred, dissatisfaction, and resentment filling his heart, and he wanted to burst out, and finally turned it into one sentence: "Fuck you."

The barrage was drowned out by an overwhelming amount of restrictive words from the moment the two people's faces appeared:

【****】

【******】

[Damn, I got blocked because I cursed too much! ]

[rnm, my wife went into premature labor because of the last scene in that dungeon! ]

[It's cold now, it's time to cover our enemies with dirt. ]

[The wind in the mountains is quite strong. I wonder if her coffin is leaking.]

[Little Orange, go ahead! Kill her! Kill her! ! ]

[I got into the game late, what happened? 】

[Guide: The "Ankang Orphanage" dungeon is pulled to the last 20 minutes, no thanks. ]

……

No. 105 kept a close eye on Song Guicheng's every move, fearing that he would suddenly overturn the table and attack.

After not seeing him for a short while, the man's aura had subtly changed.

Although he was calm in the past, he still showed a bit of nervousness. Now he is calm and composed, showing a kind of ease and relaxation.

For a person to have such a big change in such a short period of time, it is not because of his nature. It's just that his acting skills in the past were too superb. Now he has let himself go. It is because he has been brushing dungeons frantically during this period of time, and his strength has made a qualitative leap. Otherwise, where would he get such confidence from?