I picked up a boyfriend in the infinite game

Just now……

Song Guicheng picked up the apple necklace that fell to the ground.

Just now he seemed to be bewitched and wanted to pick the apple on the top of the corpse.

It was the sudden noise of the necklace falling that woke him up.

Song Guicheng turned around to look for Chu Wei. Chu Wei was leaning against a tree, tossing a candy in his hand, with one hand in his pocket, moving casually, not looking here, as if he had no interest in who died.

The branch seemed to have life, constantly absorbing Zhao Siming's energy. Soon, Zhao Siming was just an empty shell and fell to the ground with a "plop", while the apple in his mouth also rolled "gurgling" and rolled all the way to Song Guicheng's feet.

Song Guicheng was about to kick the apple away when Xiaohua suddenly whispered in his ear, "Mom, this is delicious. This is delicious."

Well, since my daughter likes it... Song Guicheng picked up the apple and put it in his pocket resignedly. Fortunately, nothing strange happened.

There was not a drop of blood on Zhao Siming's body, but his face was pale from excessive blood loss, and he was as shriveled as a punctured balloon.

Zhao Siyu knelt beside his body, unable to shed tears. The huge pain came suddenly, like an overwhelming tidal wave that was about to overwhelm her.

She seemed unaware that her brother was dead. She folded her hands and pressed Zhao Siming's chest, trying to give him first aid.

Unfortunately, even if this were the real world, such rescue would be futile, let alone in this copy world where human life is worthless.

Xie Siyou, who arrived late, saw the scene in front of him, trembled for a moment, and a look of disbelief appeared on his face.

"Brother..." Xie Siyou called out to Song Guicheng hesitantly, his lips trembling but unable to say anything.

He hated Zhao Siming very much, but this hatred was only meaningful when he was still alive. But now that he was dead, all that hatred and resentment suddenly lost its place to stay and became empty and meaningless.

He now even felt a little regretful for saying bad things about Zhao Siming in the morning.

Song Guicheng touched his head, looked at Zhao Siyu who was in so much pain that she was almost numb, and sighed.

Some of the onlookers sighed, some were indifferent, and some hugged their companions even tighter, fearing that they would be the next to lose their loved ones.

No one went up to comfort Zhao Siyu, and no one could comfort Zhao Siyu.

After the initial shock and surprise, the players quickly adjusted themselves and stopped paying attention to Zhao Siming's death. Instead, they discussed what information Zhao Siming's death could provide them.

The person closest to Zhao Siming at that time was Zhao Siyu, but now Zhao Siyu's condition is worrying, and no one is embarrassed to disturb her.

Song Guicheng did not hide the conversation between him and Zhao Siming. He roughly recounted the scene at that time and said, "Then I went to another place to continue picking apples. At that time, I looked back at him and he was still standing there."

Song Guicheng pointed to a direction. The apples on the trees in that area had basically been picked, so the condition for death should not be the apples picked from a certain tree.

"I was very close to Zhao Siming, but I didn't see how he died. I didn't even hear a sound," Zheng Jiyan lowered his voice, afraid of irritating Zhao Siyu. He asked Wu Haochen, "Did you see it?"

Wu Haochen shook his head. This incident happened too quickly and too quietly. The copy swallowed up a person's life unknowingly before all the players could react.

"I saw it," Zhao Siyu suddenly said, "I saw it."

She knelt beside Zhao Siming, packing his clothes and combing his hair. Her hoarse voice sounded heavy and desolate in the gloomy weather: "Siming stared at the tree for a long time, and then began to pick apples from the tree, until only the one on the top was left."

Zhao Siyu looked up, her eyes full of resentment and sadness. She could still remember how focused and passionate Zhao Siming's eyes were when he stood under the tree and stared at the apple.

"I realized something was wrong and tried to stop him, but he didn't listen to me at all. He pushed me down and climbed up to pick the apple."

What happened next is what everyone saw. He picked the apple, but at the cost of his life.

"But why did he pick that apple?" Li Ranli asked curiously, "What does that apple look like?"

Under everyone's surprised gaze, Song Guicheng took out the apple from his pocket without changing his expression.

"You...are this." Wu Haochen gave him a thumbs up.

You dare to take something that looks obviously problematic? You have no choice but to accept it.

Song Guicheng was also helpless. How could he explain it? He couldn't just say that his child at home wanted to eat.

Xiaohua quietly stuck to the crotch of Song Guicheng's trousers and pretended to be dead.

"This apple looks very standard." Wu Haochen looked at the apple in Song Guicheng's hand carefully from top to bottom and left to right.

The apple has a full curve, is round and shiny, has bright colors, and both sides are exactly the same size, which is good news for people with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

It is indeed normal to be attracted to this apple, but it is very strange to make a posture of worship for it and even refuse to let it go until death.

"I suspect something has seduced him. I had the same feeling when I was picking apples," Chen Xinke raised her hand, her face serious. "When I was picking apples, I really wanted to bite the apples and... make fertilizer for them."

The feeling was very strange, just like the fatal attraction of candlelight to moths, she seemed to have her instinctive desires aroused and couldn't help but desperately want to touch it.

"Now that you mention it, I think I had that feeling a little bit too," Xie Siyou said. "There were a few moments when I really wanted to take a bite, but it was only a few moments. I thought I was just too thirsty, so I didn't pay much attention to it."

"We should pay more attention to the momentary feeling." Song Guicheng quietly stuffed a piece of rational candy into Xie Siyou's pocket. The packaging of the candy was very similar to the one Song Guicheng had eaten in the past two days, so the players didn't pay much attention to it.

The speeches of Chen Xinke and Xie Siyou were like spider silk, pulling out the memories of other players. Some wanted to take a bite, and some wanted to climb the tree, but the time was very short and their consciousness was so hazy that they did not take this abnormality to heart.

It can be seen that the apples in this apple orchard are quite tempting, but among so many players, only Zhao Siming fell for it.

Apple is the direct cause and the fuse, but what is the root cause?

Song Guicheng searched his mind and couldn't find a reasonable explanation, so he asked: "How did you regain your sanity later?"

Players have different opinions. Some say that if you are tired of picking apples, just put them down. Some say that if you are tired, just take a rest for a while and you will be fine. Some say that if you are particularly scared, you can pinch yourself a few times to recover.

Only Chen Xinke said, "I ate a candy."

"Sugar?" Song Guicheng frowned.

"Yes," Chen Xinke took out the candy wrapper from the bag. It was the candy Song Guicheng had given her. "I was really hungry at the time and wanted to eat that apple. I felt much better after eating a piece of candy."

Most girls have a little less physical strength. After picking half a basket of apples, Chen Xinke began to feel hungry. If it weren't for the candy, apples would be the only food that could replenish her physical strength.

Song Guicheng turned the jade bead on his wrist. He did not have any of the reactions that the players had mentioned. He did not feel hungry, tired, overly nervous or scared, nor irritable...

He suddenly turned around and asked the silent Chu Wei: "Do you have it?" He was asking about the reactions mentioned by other players.

Chu Wei shook his head. He had been like this these past few days, silent and calm. Few things could arouse his interest.

"I think I know." Song Guicheng's eyes swept across the other players, and then stopped one by one, "These apples feed on human emotions."

The accumulated hunger, irritability, and fatigue of the person picking apples will be sensed by the apples and eaten by them. When such emotions fill the whole person, it is not enough to capture the emotions by simply transmitting them. Only by devouring the flesh can it be satisfied...

Human beings are emotional animals. Every look, every word, and every action, seemingly unintentional, is actually a accumulation of countless turbulent emotions, which finally flow into joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

Emotion is the source of all disasters, and emotion is the biggest flaw of human beings.

They are not just apple pickers, they are also fertilizer for the apples.

"Then we are defenseless." Li Ranli broke out in a cold sweat. She and Wang Huixiao looked at each other, and worry was hidden in their eyes.

"No," Song Guicheng shook his head gently and glanced at Zhao Siming's body. "Western doctrine believes that all human sins are caused by the seven original sins."

Song Guicheng's figure was immersed in the sky that was about to darken. The shadows of the tree branches cut across his handsome face, making his light brown eyes darker. His eyes swept over every player present:

"Pride, envy, wrath, laziness, greed, gluttony, and lust are the seven deadly sins."

His tone was neither fast nor slow, and his voice was clear and soft, but it seemed a bit distant in the dim light.

Xie Siyou straightened his back, still holding the candy that Song Guicheng had just given him. It was warmed by his palm and was almost melting.

For some reason, Song Guicheng always gave him a strange feeling.

The look he gave me just now was calm and peaceful, but it was like the cloudy day before a summer rainstorm, or the silence before a snowy mountain collapse. It made him breathless in an instant.

This feeling seems familiar.

But it seemed to be his illusion, because after Song Guicheng said this, he smiled as usual, his light brown eyes slightly curved, and comforted them: "You shouldn't worry too much. As long as these emotions don't swell to a certain extent, it's difficult for them to backfire on you."

He glanced at his watch and found that it was not long before dark. They had just wasted too long, so he hurriedly urged them: "Hurry back and pick apples. We have to complete the task before dark."

After most of the players had left, Zhao Siyu suddenly stepped forward and stopped Song Guicheng who was about to leave: "Can I join your team?"

She was talking about you, not you guys.

Zhao Siyu seemed to have regained her composure, but her trembling fingertips revealed her nervousness: "All my props and points belong to you. I will do whatever you ask me to do. If you are worried, I can sign a soul contract."

Not to mention Song Guicheng, even Xie Siyou was stunned when he heard it.

The Soul Contract is the only non-level item in the system mall, and it is very expensive. The person under the contract will entrust his life and soul to the contractor, and from then on he will obey his orders and be at his disposal. The person under the contract will also be protected by the contractor.

The unequal treaty in the Soul Contract is equivalent to voluntarily mortgaging an individual and becoming a slave, which is one of the ways for low-level players to rely on high-level players.

Song Guicheng didn't know Zhao Siyu's purpose, and thought she was overwhelmed by her brother's death. He spread his hands helplessly and said, "Sorry."

His childhood had made him accustomed to being alone, and he did several missions without even fixed teammates, let alone this kind of forced binding combination.

Zhao Siyu didn't seem surprised by his refusal. Her shoulders suddenly slumped and she asked, "Can you help me if necessary?"

It was unknown what this necessary time meant. Song Guicheng did not give her a clear answer, but only said: "My goal is to clear the dungeon."

The two of them seemed to be playing a charade, and Xie Siyou was completely confused.

After Zhao Siyu left, Xie Siyou came over and asked, "Brother, do you want to help her?"

Song Guicheng shook his head. He was not so kind as to help someone who had hurt him. "She is very courageous."

He understood what Zhao Siyu meant. She wanted to avenge her brother against the ghosts in this copy. She joined him simply because she thought that the possibility of killing the ghosts by cooperating with him was greater.

Once the soul contract is signed, Song Guicheng will have to protect her in times of crisis. Although this protection is limited to the contractor, no one knows what the consequences will be.

Until now, she is still planning to pull a strong teammate into the water and share the risk of death with her.

Song Guicheng turned around and left, feeling in his heart that Zhao Siyu's heart was pitiful but her actions were abominable.