I picked up a boyfriend in the infinite game

Song Guicheng put forward his idea and most people agreed. Even Xu Lan, who seemed the most timid, wanted to go and see. However, the other three boys who lived with the square-faced boy were not happy.

"We don't want to go. We plan to go back to the room to rest later." said the boy who seemed to be the leader, and the remaining two did not show any intention of moving.

No one else forced it, after all, it was someone else's personal wish.

Shi Sui sneered, his expression was very mocking: "Then you can just be your little mice comfortably~"

The guy who scolded Shi Sui yesterday also looked disdainful, rolled his eyes at them and walked up the stairs first.

Che Wen rolled her eyes bluntly and didn't say much, but she obviously didn't like those timid people either.

[Damn, I hate teammates like this the most]

[That’s right, I don’t do anything, I just spread my hands and ask others for money]

[I’m so annoyed, can you please get these people out?]

[If you don't share any benefits with him, he will curse you]

[The most annoying moral kidnapping vomiting.gif]

[As long as I have no morals, no one can kidnap me 中指.jpg]

……

Those three people had bad tempers, so this attitude was not surprising. Even Yang Jie, who was always good-tempered, frowned. But in the end, she said nothing and followed everyone up the stairs.

Song Guicheng and Zhang Yifan, two people who had only entered the copy once, were left confused.

Shi Sui, who was walking beside him, explained, "In a multiplayer dungeon, clues and information are shared. They just want to reap the benefits."

Song Guicheng was surprised at first, and then felt disgusted.

Zhang Yifan cursed directly, saying that the man was a piece of shit. While others were working hard, he just stayed in the room and enjoyed the results leisurely.

The stairs from the second floor to the third floor are claustrophobic and narrow. The light becomes darker as you go up. There is no carpet on the floor, and a dozen people stepping on the stairs make a messy "thump thump" sound.

When they reached the third floor, they discovered that there were only two doors in the corridor, one of which was locked and emitted a dim glow.

There was only one window at the end of the entire corridor, which was now closed, looking blocked and gloomy.

Xu Chongchuan walked forward and opened the unlocked door. Song Guicheng was ready to run away immediately if something jumped out from inside.

However, there was nothing inside, only a study.

The north window was covered with curtains. Song Guicheng walked forward and opened them. Outside the window was a gray sky, as if it would never clear up.

Behind and on both sides of the large desk stood tall crimson bookcases with books arranged in an orderly manner.

Usually, key clues are hidden in places with such messy information. Since the door of the room next door was locked anyway, everyone decided to explore here first.

In addition to the bookshelves, there are several cabinets in the study, which seem to contain picture books for children or very old books.

There are a lot of things to do, and once everyone has a clear division of labor, they can devote themselves to their work.

Song Guicheng and Zhang Yifan were responsible for searching several cabinets near the window. The books inside were covered with dust and Zhang Yifan kept sneezing.

Song Guicheng asked him to look through the piles of books that were relatively clean, while he squatted there to sort out the old books.

Zhang Yifan smiled sheepishly: "Sorry, I have a little rhinitis."

"It's okay," Song Guicheng said, and suddenly thought of a question, "Can't this disease be cured in the Soul World?"

If he remembered correctly, his injuries in the previous dungeon were quite serious, but he was completely healed after leaving the dungeon.

"My illness in the real world is not good," said the square-faced man a few steps away, flipping through the bookshelves on the other side, "but this kind of minor illness can be cured with a few points, which is cheaper than eating."

He said unintentionally: "In this world, human life is the least valuable."

Song Guicheng paused for a moment. Yes, in this world, human life is the least valuable.

"By the way, big brother, what's your name?" the square-faced man asked, "My name is Manlong."

His sturdy figure really suits the name.

Song Guicheng said politely: "Hello, Brother Long, my name is Song Guicheng."

Zhang Yifan also introduced himself to him.

"Stay away from that age," Man Long said mysteriously, "He, he likes men!"

Song Guicheng looked over without looking away, and said frankly: "So what?"

Zhang Yifan: "Brother Long, you are not that old, are you still an old antique?"

Seeing that the two had misunderstood, he shook his head repeatedly and explained, "Who cares whether you like men or women here?" He glanced behind him with a look of disdain, "He has a bootlicker hanging around him, following him around like a slut, and every time he goes to a dungeon, he goes to flirt with a handsome guy like you!"

Song Guicheng looked back and saw Xu Chongchuan diligently searching the large bookshelf, while Shi Sui was lying lazily on the chair behind the desk with his legs crossed, like a carefree young master.

"Alas," Manlong sighed, "If I can go out one day, I will definitely take my wife to buy the bag she has been eyeing for so long."

Song Guicheng was about to reply when an electronic voice suddenly came to his mind:

[Player Song Guicheng discovered a key clue: his sister's picture book]

He was stunned for a moment, and not only him, but the others who were searching were also stunned and looked at him.

Clues are shared, once discovered by one person, all copies will be reported.

"Awesome!" Shi Sui squatted beside him and put his arm around his shoulders.

Song Guicheng silently pulled his hand away and looked down at the thin picture book in his hand.

"Open it quickly and take a look!" Manlong urged.

He opened the book as he was told and drew a family of four on the first page with colored pencils.

Although it is very abstract, it can be seen that the man wearing glasses and drinking tea is the host, and the one sitting on the sofa reading a book is the hostess. My brother sits with her, both of them are smiling with their eyes narrowed.

The picture is very warm and depicts a happy family.

Many of the following pages are also about daily life at home, including taking piano lessons, hiking with my parents, and sometimes being alone with my brother.

In some of the images, another little girl appears, who appears to be about the same age as the younger sister.

Che Wen pointed at the girl and asked, "Who is this?"

"Maybe she is the gardener's daughter." Song Guicheng speculated after recalling the hostess's words.

This reminded everyone that the hostess had said that the only people who usually came were the gardener and the maintenance worker, and the gardener also had a child.

The first half of the picture book allows players to glimpse into the childhood of this little girl, with her elegant father, gentle mother and loving brother.

It can also be seen that she has the best relationship with her brother, because whenever the two siblings are together, their expressions are surprisingly consistent, both smiling with squinting eyes, and two curved black lines hanging under their eyebrows.

However, the style of the second half is completely different from that of the first half.

My sister stopped using clear-colored watercolor pencils and used crayons instead. The colors mixed together and the patterns became meaningless.

Sometimes it's a web of crooked lines, sometimes it's several different colors on the drawing paper, and the most common are lots of small dots that densely cover the entire piece of paper.

All the pictures are filled with negative emotions, sadness, depression, and resentment. It is hard to imagine that they were drawn by a five or six-year-old girl.

The last few pages are blank. The girl stopped drawing and lost all news.

After reading the picture book, the atmosphere was a bit depressing.

"She, what on earth did she go through?" Xu Lan covered her mouth, her voice trembling a little.

No one can answer.

Yi Xiaoting held her hand tightly. Yang Jie looked down at the paintings, feeling indescribably depressed.

"Maybe we should ask, is she still alive?" Song Guicheng said in a low voice.

In fact, everyone had some vague guesses in their minds. If the girl was still alive, she was in this villa, so how could she not be found?

"Okay, we've found the clue, let's go down." Shi Sui stood up, his legs were numb from squatting, and he staggered.

Xu Chongchuan helped him up and sneered.

Manlong asked: "Isn't there another room?"

"What?" Shi Sui asked him sideways, "You still want to rely on your brute force to open the lock? Be careful, or someone will sue you for damaging property!"

"You!" Manlong gritted his teeth.

However, the lock could not be opened for the time being, or rather, no one really wanted to open the door.

"Let's go." Shi Sui brushed the dust off his windbreaker.

When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped and hid behind Xu Chongchuan.

Xu Chongchuan: “…”

However, when he reached the door of the room, his feet couldn't help but stop, his back stiffened, and he looked as if he was facing a great enemy.

——My brother was standing at the stairs, most of his body hidden in the dark. There was no emotion on his face, and his eyes were indifferent as he stared at Song Guicheng.

To be precise, he was staring at the picture book in Song Guicheng's hand.