I picked up a boyfriend in the infinite game

People could not describe how they felt when they saw the towering ancient tree. They only felt that the Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil recorded in the Quran should be like this. The tree should stand like a mountain, overlooking humanity with its majestic body, unshakable.

How insignificant humans are compared to it, like a cicada that has no idea how old it is.

Xie Siyou said in a trembling voice: "Brother, are you saying that we should burn this place down?" He bit his finger, "Are you really not afraid of being punished?"

At first he thought that what Allen said about the miracle was an exaggeration, but now he realized that his description was so accurate.

Song Guicheng remained unmoved. He looked up at the souls hanging on the treetops and pointed, "Do you see those blue dots of light?"

The players looked in the direction Song Guicheng pointed, and saw that the boundless green ocean was indeed dotted with tiny dots of blue.

The next moment, Song Guicheng said something shocking: "Those are human souls."

Other players: !!!

"This is not a miracle," Song Guicheng's hands slowly clenched, "This is purgatory reborn."

Endless sacrifices are in a cycle, endless suffering is continuing, and the man behind the scenes is doing devilish things in the name of God.

Wu Haochen came back to his senses from the shock and urged: "Burn it quickly, burn it quickly, so as to avoid more trouble at night."

Zheng Ji Yan counted the number of people and found that except for Zhao Siyu who had escaped while they were dealing with the male host, Wang Huixiao and Chu Wei did not catch up either.

"Where is Wang Huixiao?"

*

Wang Huixiao stood in the messy hotel, watching everyone's figures disappear behind the kitchen door without moving a step.

She secretly clenched her palms, tilted her head and stared at the hostess's door, her eyes full of ruthlessness and determination.

She had to find out what the sound they heard in the morning was, what it was that made her kill Li Ranli with her own hands.

Wang Huixiao's eyes fell on her own hands. It was these hands that had smashed her best friend to death with the steel sculpture of an apple.

Li Ranli’s pain before death is still vivid in my mind. Her face was covered in blood and her wails became weaker and weaker. “Xiaoxiao…” This was her last words and also the last time she called her own name.

Wang Huixiao's eyes were distracted for a moment, and he murmured, "Aran..."

They were good friends before entering the Soul Tracing Game.

Wang Huixiao and Li Ranli were roommates, and they had bunk beds. On the first day of school, both of them came late, and the other roommates had already made their beds, leaving only the two of them busy in the quiet dormitory.

"Hey, what about the bed curtain..." Li Ranli was installing the bed curtain. She was getting out of bed and setting up the bracket, but it was a bit troublesome to put up the bed curtain. She bumped her head against the bed board without paying attention.

After a "bang" sound, Li Ranli sat on the edge of the bed, covering her head with her hands, tears of pain welling up in her eyes, and the bed curtains half-collapsed on the bed.

"Let me do it."

Wang Huixiao leaned on the ladder with her arms folded. She couldn't bear to watch it any longer. Li Ranli always piled the poles next to the bed, making it inconvenient for her to climb up and down.

Li Ranli's eyes sparkled: "Really? Thank you."

At that time, Li Ranli still had long hair and liked to wear cute Japanese-style skirts.

"My name is Li Ranli, what's yours?"

"Wang Huixiao."

"Can I call you Xiaoxiao?"

"……what ever."

During the three years of college, they were inseparable. To be more precise, Li Ranli often stuck to Wang Huixiao, they ate and lived together, and took classes together. They were like living conjoined twins.

Wang Huixiao is actually a person who is very afraid of actively expanding her interpersonal relationships. She is afraid of alienation and indifference, and afraid that warm friendships will end up in embarrassment. Instead of that, it is better to remain indifferent.

So much so that she doesn't have any particularly good friends.

But Li Ranli was an accident. She was too enthusiastic and energetic, and possessed unimaginable perseverance. She was like a sun that would never go out. She forcefully broke into her bleak life and illuminated that small space forever.

From resistance at the beginning, to habit, and then to dependence.

Wang Huixiao has learned how to make jokes, but she still can't learn how to make friends.

The two thought that their lives would always be so stable. Like most people, they would safely complete four years of college, then continue their studies or work, and finally merge into the crowd and become part of the general public.

However, fate would not tell her that an unexpected door was coming around the corner.

The incident happened after an evening study session in the second semester of her junior year. Li Ranli was dumped by her scumbag boyfriend and couldn't bear the blow, so she went out drinking late at night.

This time she did not call Wang Huixiao, for fear that the dormitory manager would find out that Wang Huixiao was not there during the room inspection and would deduct her daily points.

Daily points are linked to scholarships. She doesn’t need a scholarship, but Wang Huixiao does.

But when she came out of the bar and sat on the side of the road crying, Wang Huixiao appeared and asked, "Why didn't you call me?"

"Xiaoxiao..."

Li Ranli was stunned, her eyes blurred with tears so that she could not see the person in front of her. She hugged Wang Huixiao and cried bitterly.

By the time she calmed down, the last subway had already left the train and the two had to take a taxi back.

Li Ranli opened the taxi app, and the taxi on the app was getting closer and closer. Now thinking about it, it was the abyss heading towards them.

They didn't know at that time that when they got into that yellow taxi, fate had quietly come to an end.

The out-of-control truck crashed into the taxi they were riding in, and the scene froze at the moment when the two of them hugged each other in panic.

They thought they would die in the car accident, but when they regained consciousness, they fell into a world more terrifying than the car accident scene, a world full of despair, suspicion and death.

It was also at that time that Li Ranli grasped Wang Huixiao's hand tightly, with an expression unprecedentedly serious and solemn: "Xiaoxiao, I will protect you."

She felt very guilty. If she hadn't gone out to drink in the middle of the night, if she hadn't cried and missed the last subway, if she hadn't taken a taxi, perhaps none of this would have happened.

All choices are connected, and no one knows whether their route has deviated until the trajectory reaches that moment.

The recollection was interrupted here, and Wang Huixiao suddenly realized what Li Ranli's unfinished last words were trying to say.

"Xiaoxiao, I will protect you..." The tone is so similar to the first time.

Wang Huixiao's body shook twice and she almost collapsed to the ground. The huge grief dug into her heart and made it almost impossible for her to breathe.

A small paper man appeared out of nowhere and supported her: "Auntie, stand still and don't fall."

Wang Huixiao looked in the direction of the sound and saw a little paper figure wearing a red dress.

The little paper figurine rubbed against her arm a few times, lifted the hem of her skirt and bowed to her in a formal manner: "Auntie, my mother asked me to help you."

Mom? Wang Huixiao thought for a moment before she realized that the little paper figurine was referring to Song Guicheng.

"Help me with what?" she asked.

The little paper figure pointed at the hostess's room and said, "Auntie, aren't you going to get something from that room? I'll help you keep watch."

"...Yes," Wang Huixiao hesitated for a moment and agreed, "Thank you for your help."

She calmed herself down and took out a master key from her pocket. This was the MVP reward she got in a certain copy. As long as there was a keyhole, it could be opened. The number of times was limited to 7 times, and there was only one last time left.

Wang Huixiao opened the hostess's door, and the key in his hand indeed became transparent in an instant and then disappeared.

She took a deep breath and smelled a dull smell of dust, as if no one had lived there for a long time. This was very abnormal, and the abnormality in the copy was precisely where the clues were hidden.

Wang Huixiao pushed the door open and walked into the room. The moment she entered the room, the door behind her opened automatically without wind and was about to close almost instantly. Fortunately, Xiaohua blocked it with lightning speed.

Wang Huixiao turned on the flashlight to illuminate the room. The furnishings in the room were simple: a bed, a table, two chairs and a wardrobe.

Her intuition drove her to ignore other places and walk straight towards the bed. It seemed as if someone was guiding her. By the time she reacted, her hand had already touched the head of the bed, and then she broke it with force.

"Click", a cabinet popped out from the head of the bed.

Wang Huixiao looked down and her pupils suddenly shrank.

In the cabinet next to the bed was a transparent glass jar, in which was a shrunken boy, with his golden hair floating in the water. Although he had been in the water for a long time, his body did not swell, and his thick eyebrows and long eyelashes could be seen. The boy closed his eyes quietly, as if he was just asleep.

Could this be... Calvin? !

This name suddenly popped up in Wang Huixiao's mind, and she thought of what the little paper man said to her when he slipped in through the crack in the door at noon.

"...Mom said that Uncle Chu Wei is Calvin, but Calvin may not be dead yet, so she asked you to be careful."

Is Calvin really not dead? ! !

The light at the door was suddenly blocked by a shadow. Wang Huixiao turned around as if she had sensed something. She first saw Xiaohua who was on high alert. She raised her head and saw Chu Wei with a cold face. No, it should be Calvin.

Calvin's eyes fell on the glass jar in her hand. He didn't even look at her, as if he didn't take her seriously at all.

The air solidified, as if the entire space was immersed in water, and the oxygen was decreasing with the passage of time.

After a while, Calvin tilted his head and suddenly smiled. Those fox eyes were just as Song Guicheng had imagined, very beautiful when he smiled.

It seemed that only his eyes were smiling, and Wang Huixiao's heart was beating faster and faster.

"Sure enough, he guessed it..."

Calvin murmured.

His gaze finally shifted from the glass jar to Wang Huixiao.

Wang Huixiao was stared at in this way, and a chill spread from the top of his head to his whole body, with drops of cold sweat rolling down his forehead.

She took out props from her backpack. She wanted revenge. No matter what the cost, she wanted the person in front of her to pay the price.

The atmosphere was tense, but at this moment, the ground suddenly shook and both of them were stunned.

Wang Huixiao thought it was an illusion, but her vision suddenly changed. She was lifted up by the little paper man and flew away from Calvin.

And beneath her body, there was a real and distinct feeling of violent vibration, as if a long-dormant earth dragon was about to roar out and destroy the entire ground.

*

Underground, next to the giant tree, the players seemed like tiny, helpless insects and ants. Countless souls emerged from beneath their feet and gathered into waves, rushing towards them.

They dispersed and fought hard, while Song Guicheng took advantage of this gap and ran wildly towards the roots of the giant tree. Countless roots were entwined and extended, and if he was not careful, he would fall down.

The earth is cracking and shaking as souls continue to pour out. Some force is wreaking havoc beneath the ground, and anxiety and panic are looming in everyone's heart.

The wind was whistling in his ears, and Song Guicheng suddenly realized that this road was much longer than he had imagined. Just like running a horse to death while looking at the mountain, when he really ran to the roots of the tree, he took the time to look back. Countless stiff gray souls had submerged the player and were spreading towards him.

What was truly horrifying was that these countless souls had several common faces, all belonging to the villagers living in the farm. There were so many of them that it was hard to count them. This also meant that the people in this farm had died many more times than he thought.