I picked up a boyfriend in the infinite game

The room suddenly became quiet again. Song Guicheng stared at the moonlight outside the window, which was gradually getting darker and darker, and pulled the curtains.

He half leaned against the wall, arms bent, his thoughts returning to the moment when Wu Zhi interrupted him. At that time, he seemed to be lured and controlled by something, losing himself and wanting to open the door uncontrollably.

Wu Zhi said that there was a devil outside the door.

A demon?... Song Guicheng looked towards the door in the dark. There was a thick black shadow, and it seemed that any living thing that stepped into it would be swallowed up.

The main task of this copy is to find apples.

The devil and the apple.

He thought of the story in the Bible, in the Garden of Eden, Adam and Eve were tempted by a snake, ate the forbidden fruit, and began a life of suffering.

In many Western paintings, the forbidden fruit is very similar to an apple in appearance. It is round and bright red, the only bright color in the gloomy painting, which makes people's eyes involuntarily look at it, just like the forbidden fruit hanging high on the tree of wisdom in the Garden of Eden.

Once you start looking, desire begins.

Whether pure or evil, when feelings arise, desires multiply.

In the story, the cunning snake saw this earlier than Adam and Eve and took advantage of it, so the forbidden fruit was eaten and Adam and Eve were punished by God.

The snake is a symbol of the devil.

Song Guicheng closed his eyes tiredly. He guessed that this mission would not be as simple as it seemed, but he did not expect it to be related to the devil.

Legend has it that demons are powerful and evil, have a strong desire for destruction, like to spy on people's hearts, and are good at taking advantage of people's weaknesses. Killing is their nature and playing with people's hearts is their pleasure.

Even if all 13 of them were packed together, they wouldn't be enough for the devil to play one round.

But what he didn't expect was that the demons would also be bound by the rules of the dungeon and could only kill players when certain conditions were met.

Song Guicheng was even more curious. What exactly is a copy? Is it a game scene created by a game developer? Is it another real world? Or is it a fragment of a certain world?

He has never stopped thinking about the nature of "Soul Tracing Game" and "Copy". Perhaps this is meaningless to many people. Because no matter what the nature of this world is, as long as you can survive, that is the whole meaning of the world's existence.

Why should we think about the origin of the world? Song Guicheng didn't know, but in this process, he gradually understood what kind of person he was, and he gradually began to understand what kind of lifestyle was suitable for him.

Song Guicheng lay back on the bed, looking at the low wooden ceiling, which was covered with gray-black mold spots. In the dim light, it twisted into black mouths. He stared at it for too long and even saw double images in front of his eyes.

Xiaohua, who had vowed to help him keep watch, was now curled up in his pocket and sleeping soundly. Her thin body even rose and fell with her weak breathing.

He curled the corners of his mouth, gently poked Xiaohua's cheek, and closed his eyes.

*

Almost as soon as the sky was about to brighten, Song Guicheng was awakened by the miserable cry of a player.

"Fuck! What are you doing! Let me go!"

“Ahhhhhhh, it hurts! It hurts!!”

"Help! Help! Someone is killing me!"

Song Guicheng immediately stood up, opened the door and went out. The man's screams echoed throughout the second floor, so heart-wrenching that they almost pierced one's eardrums.

Not only Song Guicheng, but other players were also woken up and hurriedly ran out of the room.

Song Guicheng walked a few steps to the door of Room 4, and the screams came from inside the room.

Standing at the doorway, I could hear it more clearly. There were not only screams, but also mixed sounds of flesh slapping, and it seemed as if the player was struggling to break free.

Song Guicheng frowned.

He walked forward and pushed the door, but it didn't open. Then he took two steps back, turned around and kicked it hard. With a "bang", the door opened.

Xie Siyou, who was running behind and saw Song Guicheng kicking the door open with his long legs, was stunned: When did his brother become a Vajra Hercules?

Really... so cool!!

Song Guicheng didn't have time to look at everyone's reactions. He hurriedly pushed open the door and rushed in, but saw a shocking scene.

There were no broken limbs or debris in the room, no blood flowing all over the floor, and no cold corpses. Instead, one of the players pushed the other into a corner and bit his hand hard.

You can tell how much pain the player feels from the bulging blood vessels on his forehead and the ferocious expression on his face.

Song Guicheng recognized that the player who was bitten was Zhang Yuncheng, who had talked to him yesterday.

At this moment, his strong body curled up in the corner. No matter how he pushed away or slapped the player who was biting his hand, the player just bit it tightly as if he felt no pain and refused to let go.

He didn't look like a human being, but more like some kind of wild beast that had been aroused to its ferocity.

Song Guicheng also recognized the player who bit him. His name was Chu Wei. Apart from introducing himself, he didn't say a word at the dinner table yesterday. But what impressed him more was that he finished the hard-to-swallow food yesterday in just a few bites.

The other players were obviously stunned by the scene before them, and no one moved for a while.

Zhang Yuncheng yelled, "What are you standing there for? Pull him away!"

Several boys rushed forward to pull Chu Wei, but Chu Wei did not let go. Instead, he bit even tighter during the struggle.

Zhang Yuncheng felt like a piece of his flesh was about to be bitten off, so he immediately stopped: "Wait a moment, wait a moment, he's still biting me, if he pulls again, there will be no flesh left on my hand."

Zheng Jiyan let go of his hand, turned around twice, and squatted down to look at Chu Wei: "Little brother, if there is anything, let's talk about it. We are all teammates. We should work together to complete the task instead of killing each other. If you have any dissatisfaction, you can say it out, and we can find a solution together, right?"

Zheng Jiyan seemed to be a little older than all of them. He looked elegant and easy-going, like a university professor. His tone was gentle and his words were quite pertinent.

Even so, Chu Wei remained unmoved, neither spoke nor gave in.

Oh, it seems like I can’t speak unless I let go.

Song Guicheng went from being shocked at first to now looking at the two of them quietly and pursing his lips.

As a result of this drama, the number of players in this instance began to grow rapidly:

【Oh oh oh oh~ my favorite player internal conflict plot is here! 】

【Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! 】

[This player is too uncultured. He just wanted to have a conflict, and he even bit people. Doesn't he know that their common enemy now is the goblins in the dungeon? ]

【I think it might be another player who made the mistake first. 】

[Can we refrain from commenting before we know the full story? ]

【Come on, the market is open, everyone buy and leave, let’s see who will start trouble first.】

……

Xie Siyou squeezed in next to Song Guicheng. He had been in a hurry to get up in the morning, and his hair was still frizzy. He scratched his hair with his hands and asked Song Guicheng: "What kind of conflict is this? Even if there is a conflict, it shouldn't be necessary to bite someone like this..."

"It's not a contradiction." Song Guicheng's tone was calm, but Xie Siyou actually heard a hint of coldness in his voice.

He walked forward, and under the puzzled gazes of the others, he reached his hand into Zhang Yuncheng's clothes and moved it to the right.

Zhang Yuncheng struggled violently and tried to kick Song Guicheng, but Chu Wei held him down tightly and he didn't have much strength. He cursed, "Damn it! What do you want to do? You pervert!"

"I've seen that you're a male whore who sells your ass to seduce men. Let me go, you hear me!"

"Have you slept with that Allen before? Otherwise, how could he give you any clues? You bitch..."

Zhang Yuncheng's saliva was flying, and he stared at Song Guicheng with bloodshot eyes, as if he wanted to pull out his tendons and skin him alive.

Xie Siyou was furious when he heard this. If Chen Xinke hadn't stopped him, he would have slapped him twice and cursed back, "If you're jealous, just say so! You're a coward who has no one to buy your ass! You scumbag! You say others are bad just because you don't have any ability! You're so shameless that even the God of Hell would find you disgusting!"

It has to be said that these curse words coming out of Xie Siyou's fair little face were quite powerful. Chen Xinke was so surprised that she even reduced the strength of her hand holding him.

Song Guicheng remained unmoved, his breathing did not change, and his hands were still moving slowly in his clothes, as if looking for something.

Seeing that it was impossible to stop Song Guicheng, he turned his neck and pleaded with Zheng Jiyan beside him: "Brother, look, why don't you persuade them to let go..."

Wu Haochen hooked his arm around Zheng Jiyan and pulled him away: "Solve your own problems yourself, don't embarrass my teacher."

Song Guicheng blinked and suddenly interrupted: "You are really the teacher."

Zheng Jiyan smiled and said, "I was a university teacher before I came here."

After two or three minutes, Song Guicheng took out a metal product from the inner pocket of Zhang Yuncheng's clothes. When he took it out, he clearly felt that Zhang Yuncheng's whole body tensed up, and then his hands and feet twisted vigorously.

Song Guicheng was hanging in his hand, and the players could see its appearance clearly.

A silver necklace, it looked very old, the luster was not very bright, and it had a little bit of gray. The chain was thick and chain-like, and there was an apple hanging below.

It was very similar to the steel apple sculpture that Song Guicheng had seen, except that the one in front of him was extremely delicate, from the fruit stem to the leaves, to the luster of the apple, every detail was meticulous, and it was obvious that a lot of effort had been put into it.

The player's attention was immediately attracted by the necklace, and a few words automatically appeared in his mind: find the apple.

*

Song Guicheng looked back at Zhang Yuncheng's guilty and resentful eyes and said, "You stole his things."

"There's no name on it, so how can it be called stolen?" Zhang Yuncheng stiffened his neck. "Do you have any evidence to prove that this is his?"

Song Guicheng didn't want to waste any more words and said calmly, "I saw him wearing it yesterday."

"You said you saw it, so you saw it. How do you prove that you saw it? You were sitting so far away from him yesterday. Do you have clairvoyance?" Zhang Yuncheng spat.

Song Guicheng ignored him and pried open Chu Wei's clenched right hand one by one, stuffed the necklace into his palm, and then put his fingers back in place one by one.

Chu Wei tightened his grip on the necklace, then slowly released his mouth that was biting Zhang Yuncheng's left hand.

The strength in his hands loosened, and Zhang Yuncheng suddenly stood up, swinging his fist towards Song Guicheng with fierce and swift movements.

Song Guicheng leaned back three points and easily intercepted Zhang Yuncheng's movement. He pulled his arm to the side and Zhang Yuncheng cried out in pain.

He ignored Zhang Yuncheng's screams, moved closer to him, and looked at him with his light brown eyes. When their eyes met, Zhang Yuncheng had to admit that Song Guicheng was indeed a good seller.

His facial features are very delicate, so delicate that it is difficult to find flaws even if you magnify them. He has a beautiful contour and beautiful eyebrows and eyes. The light from the window falls lightly into his eyes, fine and bright.

The eyes were curved and the expression was very gentle, but the strength in his hands told Zhang Yuncheng that the person in front of him was definitely not as gentle as his expression.

He heard Song Guicheng's gentle voice, speaking softly and slowly: "Then how do you prove that I didn't see that the necklace was his?"

Zhang Yuncheng was silent: Is this possible?

Xie Siyou smiled: Use magic to defeat magic.

The two stood in silence, Zhang Yuncheng's left hand was still bleeding, staining his dark blue sweatpants a very dark color. He twisted his wrist and found that he easily broke free.

He bit his clothes and cut off a piece of his coat with a dagger, stabbed his hand with it, and said in a rough voice: "That doesn't prove it's his."

"I saw it too," a female player's voice came from behind, and she pointed at Chu Wei, "It's his necklace."

Zhang Yuncheng's gaze shifted, and Song Guicheng also looked over.

The female player's name is Li Ranli, but unlike her name, she has a neat short haircut, a black sweatshirt, a leather jacket, and an earring in one ear.

No matter how much Zhang Yuncheng explained, it was useless. He was so angry that he said, "He even hid something related to the mission. Who knows what he was thinking!"

Song Guicheng narrowed his eyes and said, "It is Chu Wei's right to dispose of his belongings as he pleases. Um...if I remember correctly, you seemed to have hidden it just now, and you didn't plan to show it to us."

Zhang Yuncheng wanted Song Guicheng to shut up and beat him until he was begging for mercy, but after a quick test, he found that the other party might be stronger than him.

I had no choice but to defend myself: "I was too panicked at the time."

"Really..." Song Guicheng took out a handkerchief and slowly wiped Zhang Yuncheng's hand, which he had just held. "Thank you very much for sharing the clues."

Seeing that the atmosphere was about to become tense, Zheng Jiyan hurried over to smooth things over: "Go downstairs and have breakfast. We still need to search for clues."

Everyone then looked out the window. It was bright sky, but not very clear, like the cloudy weather after the rain, and the wind was blowing the leaves all over the ground.

The players went downstairs in groups of three or four to have breakfast, leaving only Song Guicheng, Chu Wei, Xie Siyou and Chen Xinke in the room.

Chu Wei was still squatting on the ground, still holding the necklace tightly in his hand, without moving.

"Can you stand up?" Song Guicheng stretched out his hand to him.

The corner was narrow and cramped, with almost no light coming into it, and most of Chu Wei's figure was hidden in the shadows.

He glanced at Song Guicheng, then lowered his head and said nothing.

There are all kinds of players in the dungeon, some are silent and aloof. Song Guicheng always respects people regardless of whether they understand him or not. Seeing that he had no desire to talk to him, he did not force him. He straightened up and walked out with Xie Siyou and Chen Xinke.

Before leaving the room, he turned to Chu Wei who was still curled up in the corner and said, "I kicked your door in. You can sleep in my room tonight."

"No, brother, then stay away from me." Xie Siyou dragged his arm and wailed.

Chen Xinke said: "Mr. Song's clothes are going to be deformed by you."

……

The three voices gradually faded away and the room returned to silence.

Chu Wei slowly loosened his hand, stared at the necklace in his hand for a long time, then looked in the direction where Song Guicheng disappeared, wondering what he was thinking.