I picked up a boyfriend in the infinite game

When they returned to the hotel, the sky had become completely overcast. The entire farm was covered with thick dark clouds, and it was dull and silent.

After Song Guicheng and his companions entered the hotel, they found that they were not the only ones who had returned. Wang Huixiao and Li Ranli were also there. They were standing at the door of Room 8. When they heard footsteps, they hurriedly closed the door.

Turning around and seeing that it was Song Guicheng and the others, Li Ranli breathed a sigh of relief, walked down from upstairs, and asked, "Did you go to church this morning?"

Song Guicheng nodded: "Yes."

He sat down at the dining table, unwrapped the candy he had bought in the morning, and put it in his mouth. The rich milky aroma spread over his tongue, soothing his remaining palpitations.

Chen Xinke, Xie Siyou, and Chu Wei each got two, and Song Guicheng gave some to Wang Huixiao and Li Ranli.

The six people were chewing candies, each with different thoughts in their minds. Both teams were silent, and neither revealed the information they had obtained first.

Li Ranli adjusted her earrings and asked, "Where did you buy this candy? It tastes pretty good."

"I bought it at the grocery store along the way to the church." Song Guicheng replied.

"Oh, I see." Li Ranli nodded, supporting her chin with one hand, and then changed the subject, "We found something in the apple orchard."

The people who were chewing candies all stopped and the hotel fell silent.

Li Ranli didn't try to be mysterious and directly told what she saw: "All the nails on the fences around the apple orchard are made of silver." She paused, "They are exorcising demons."

In many Western countries, silver is made into exorcism ornaments.

Xie Siyou was surprised: "Exorcism? The boss of this dungeon world is a demon?"

"We can't rule out this possibility," Song Guicheng folded up the candy wrappers in his hand, "It could also be that the person was possessed by a demon or seduced by a demon."

"Right, right, right," Xie Siyou patted his forehead, "This is just a C-level copy, the difficulty shouldn't be that abnormal."

Chen Xinke was mad: "Don't set a flag!!"

Xie Siyou immediately covered his mouth, and then put it down after a few seconds: "But silver is easy to deform, how do you nail the wooden boards together?"

……

Chen Xinke weighed her tone, trying not to hurt his fragile IQ: "Is there a possibility that they could use other tools to drill holes in the wood first?"

Xie Siyou suddenly realized, "Oh, right."

This news did not surprise Song Guicheng much, but it was quite shocking to others.

"What it means is that there is a demon in our hotel, or a person possessed by a demon, or a person seduced by a demon," Xie Siyou said anxiously, "It's over, it's over, can we defeat him?"

He looked at Song Guicheng with some hope: "Brother, do you think you can beat him?"

Song Guicheng thought about it seriously, then nodded: "Let's go with 19."

"Really?" Xie Siyou's eyes lit up, "The chances of winning are so high?"

"Yes," Song Guicheng said calmly, smiling, "If he punches me, I'll go to hell."

Xie Siyou suddenly became paralyzed.

"Don't be so discouraged," Chen Xin was more open-minded than him, "Our main mission is to find apples, not to destroy demons. Why are you so nervous?"

Xie Siyou thought of the various unfortunate moments that had happened to the Ankang Orphanage: ...That's because you don't know that my brother has a strange physique that attracts ghosts.

"What about you?" Wang Huixiao, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up and looked at Song Guicheng sharply, "What did you find in the church?"

Her style is similar to Li Ranli's, with short hair, leather jacket, clean and neat, but her temperament is sharper than Li Ranli's.

Song Guicheng had no intention of hiding anything and revealed his discovery in full.

"Confessional room?" After hearing Song Guicheng's words, Li Ranli looked at Wang Huixiao with a slightly deep look in her eyes. She obviously thought of something, but did not say anything else.

Although the players in the dungeon are in a cooperative relationship, there is also an invisible competitive relationship. After all, props and MVP rewards can only be put into one person's backpack, and no one wants to give this opportunity to others.

The air was filled with thoughtful silence. Song Guicheng suddenly looked out the window and said, "It's raining."

Xie Siyou stopped pulling his sleeves and looked out the window. The sky was gloomy and covered with dark clouds, making people feel depressed and powerless, but no raindrops fell.

The windows reflected several people's expressions, some worried, some thoughtful, and some curious. Song Guicheng was as calm as ever. His delicate eyebrows and eyes were blurred by the blurred glass, and his jade-white face was like a bright moon in the fog.

Xie Siyou thought, with a face like that, it was normal for the NPCs in the dungeon to be attracted to his kindness...

He was about to look away, but he caught a glimpse of Chu Wei's fox eyes in the window. Chu Wei's eyes turned to Song Guicheng's direction, staring at Song Guicheng's face without blinking, his eyes were deep and substantial.

Xie Siyou's heart shuddered. Could it be that Chu Wei had a crush on his brother? But the look in his eyes didn't seem like that. Instead, it looked like...

Before he could think of a suitable word, he saw Chen Xinke walk to the window, look up at the sky, and murmur, "It hasn't rained yet..."

Before she finished her words, a drop of rain hit Song Guicheng's face reflected in the window.

*

The rain began to fall softly, landing on the transparent glass, condensing into a stream of water that slowly flowed down, and soon accumulated in the bumpy ponds.

The sound of sparse footsteps came from far away, "pattering" in the pond.

"Wow, we ran back so fast, but we still couldn't avoid the rain," Wu Haochen stood under the eaves, took off the coat that was propped up on his and Zheng Jiyan's heads and shook it, "Teacher, are you wet?"

Zheng Jiyan glanced at his wet sleeves and shook his head: "It's okay, you're wet, go find some clothes to change into, it will be troublesome if you get sick."

"Oh, okay. I wonder if there are any clothes for me to change into." The two shook off the water on their bodies and shoes before pushing open the door. After entering, they saw several people sitting in the restaurant.

"Hey, you guys are here," Wu Haochen put his coat on his shoulders. A large part of his trouser leg was wet and stuck to his leg. "Didn't you go out this morning?"

Chen Xinke replied: "We came back because the weather was bad."

"Fuck, what kind of weather is this? It rains as soon as it says so!" Zhang Yuncheng kicked the door open. The wooden door hit the wall, making a shaky creaking sound. Without saying hello to the people in the room, he went upstairs cursing to find a towel.

Water kept dripping from his legs and shoes, leaving a sticky and heavy feeling, making the dry ground wet and messy.

The players came back one after another, and the last ones to come back were Zhao Siyu and Zhao Siming.

What Song Guicheng didn't expect was that Zhao Siyu was carried back by Zhao Siming.

Zhao Siming ran so fast that his shoes and pants were covered in mud, but after he put Zhao Siyu down, he was still concerned about whether his sister was wet. After both of them cleaned up, they came in.

Song Guicheng watched Zhao Siming wringing out a wet corner of Zhao Siyu's clothes. He was distracted for a moment and then silently withdrew his gaze.

In the dungeon, players are usually provided with clean clothes. Several players who were caught in the rain went upstairs to change their clothes, and Zhang Yuncheng was the first to come down.

He smoothed his hair back, glanced at Chu Wei who was quietly eating candy, and cursed a few more times at the heavy rain outside, not knowing whether he was cursing the rain or Chu Wei.

The last to come down were the two female players in the team. Both of them looked weak, but they remained calm from beginning to end.

Song Guicheng looked at his watch out of habit. It was already past noon and the players were sitting back at the dining table, not a single person missing.

With a "click", the wooden door inside opened and the hostess came out: "Everyone is here, we can start eating." After saying that, she walked in and closed the door again.

Song Gui stared at the mottled black marks on the wooden door for a moment and was very curious about the room that exuded a strong smell of cider.

Lunch was still dry bread, smoked meat, and a bowl of corn soup. Everyone tacitly avoided eating meat, and the meat was sour and astringent and tasted very bad.

Song Guicheng dipped bread in corn soup. The soup was sweet with butter in it. It tasted much better than meat when paired with bread, but the portion was smaller.

Chen Xinke drank a mouthful of soup and sighed, "I hope no one starved to death in the dungeon."

Xie Siyou said: "Not really." He went through several dungeons, and although the food was not good, he was not starving to death.

Chen Xinke smiled with an expression that said, "Kid, you are too naive."

*

It was raining outside. The rain was not heavy, but it was inconvenient to travel. It was also very inconvenient to find anything in the apple orchard on this day. The players did not go out and stayed in the hotel to rest.

Chu Wei ate the bread and soup without saying a word, and said to Song Guicheng, "I'm going upstairs to sleep."

His abrupt action attracted the attention of all the players. Now, if they were not on pins and needles, they were at least racing against time to find clues as much as possible in the limited time. There were very few people who could be so calm in the dungeon.

They were curious about what Song Guicheng would say.

Song Guicheng did not think that Chu Wei was asking for his opinion, and simply replied: "You can sleep in Room 7. I kicked the lock of Room 4 this morning."

Chu Wei agreed and went straight upstairs.

Several players watched him leave, including Zhang Yuncheng. He was now unhappy with Chu Wei and sneered, "How can you still sleep now..."

The last few words were spoken very quietly, but with Song Guicheng's good hearing, he still easily caught them. "You will fall asleep sooner or later," said Zhang Yuncheng.

Song Guicheng yawned and pulled out a chair: "I'll go up and take a nap too."

Xie Siyou: “Hmm?”

Song Guicheng just felt that the clues in the hotel had been dug up almost completely, and they could only speculate to that extent based on the information they already knew. Now he could do nothing but wait.

Wait for something to happen and provide him with other information.

He put the chair away and smiled, "You can continue to look for clues only after you have rested well."

He walked slowly past Zhang Yuncheng and said softly, "After all, sleeping won't kill you. The possibility of dying from not being able to sleep is much greater."

He stood behind Zhang Yuncheng and looked at Xie Siyou: "Is that right?"

Xie Si looked confused and nodded subconsciously: "Yes, if you can't sleep, you may die faster."

Zhang Yuncheng heard that Song Guicheng's words seemed to be hinting at something. His breathing became heavy for a moment, and the veins on his hands that were pinching the corner of the table bulged, but he forced himself to suppress them, not wanting to have a head-on conflict with him.

"Good afternoon then." Song Guicheng's hand stroked along the back of Zhang Yuncheng's chair, then turned and went upstairs.