I picked up a boyfriend in the infinite game

On the other side, Che Wen and Yang Jie followed Song Guicheng's advice and searched the room, but after more than an hour, they found nothing.

Che Wen sat on the edge of the bed feeling a little depressed. Her stomach was growling uncontrollably due to hunger. She glanced at her watch and realized that it was already noon.

So she took out the biscuits she had packed in the morning and started eating. She sat alone on the bed on the left, while the other three sat together on the bed on the right.

"There are still two parts missing, the torso and the legs," Che Wen bit the biscuits with a "crunch" sound, with a distressed expression on her face, "Where are they hidden?"

At first they agreed that it was most likely hidden under the bed, which had a top that touched the ground but was hollow inside. They moved the mattress and turned it over, but found nothing.

Yang Jie and Yi Xiaoting suggested that they could check the water tank and vents in the bathroom. Although the possibility is not high, what if?

Xu Lan knew that Che Wen didn't like her, so she didn't talk much all day.

Che Wen had consumed too much energy in the morning, so even if she ate two biscuits, it would be of no use. Yang Jie seemed to sense her hunger, so she gave her own biscuits to her.

Che Wen waved her hands a little embarrassedly: "No, no, you guys eat it yourself."

Yang Jie insisted: "You work the hardest in the morning, so you should eat more, otherwise you will have to wait until tomorrow morning for your next meal."

Che Wen thought about it, and without further ado, took it from Yang Jie. When she took the first bite, she felt something was wrong, a strange feeling of sand, but the second bite was gone.

Che Wen's attitude towards Xu Lan has improved a lot. In fact, in the dungeon world, it is difficult for anyone to like such a dodder-like teammate.

Not only can they not help, but they also need someone to look after them everywhere, and if they are not properly cared for, it is easy for them to get into trouble.

There was such a low-level player in the dungeon world she had experienced before. Because of his continuous suicidal behavior and gifting of heads, the entire team was almost wiped out.

She sighed and hoped that Xu Lan would not get into trouble.

The sky gradually darkened, and as the light sank, night fell silently in the copy world.

Zhang Yifan paced back and forth in the room anxiously. The paper figures moved in exactly the same way as him, both the big and the small, moving around the room non-stop.

Song Guicheng, on the other hand, looked calm and composed, even washing up early and going to bed. He pulled the paper figurine back and stuffed it into his pocket, saying, "Don't be like your Uncle Zhang. You are a child, you don't need to worry about adult matters."

Paper Figure: ...

It was the first time he saw such obvious emotions in the paper man. Two words were written in his dark eyes: speechless.

Zhang Yifan sat and stood for a while, vividly interpreting the word fidgeting: "Aren't you anxious?"

"It's urgent." Song Guicheng said this, but his body lay down honestly and covered himself with a quilt.

Zhang Yifan: I am the only one who is anxious. I am the anxious king.

……

However, seeing Song Guicheng's calm and composed appearance, his heart miraculously calmed down a lot.

Song Guicheng was mentally prepared to be woken up in the night, but he slept until dawn and nothing happened.

The light from outside seeped in through the gaps in the curtains, and the other three people were still fast asleep.

He was about to lie down and sleep for a while when there was a knock on the door. "Dong, dong, dong, dong." The knocks were so rapid that even Shisui, who usually had a good sleep quality, was woken up.

Song Guicheng opened the door and saw Yang Jie standing at the door in panic: "She's gone, she's gone, Che Wen is gone!"

"Who?" A slight surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he hurriedly followed Yang Jie to her room.

Yi Xiaoting held Xu Lan, who was shaking like a sieve, while there was a large pool of blood on Che Wen's bed, but the person was nowhere to be found.

The players were awakened by Yang Jie and were in her room. The originally spacious room suddenly became narrow after a dozen adults were squeezed into it.

"How could the dead be..." Zhou Ding muttered softly, his eyes passing over Xu Lan who was hiding in the corner.

Shi Sui was used to this kind of thing. He yawned, glanced at the bloodstained bed sheet with his peripheral vision, and said, "It's probably not good."

Missing means death.

According to Yang Jie's description, Che Wen was still in the room before going to bed last night. They didn't hear any sound at night, but she was gone when they woke up this morning.

“Let’s go out and look for him.” Shi Sui waved his hand.

He is now the backbone of the team, and generally no one will object to what he says.

So more than a dozen people searched all three floors of the villa, but did not find Che Wen's body. In one night, she disappeared as if she had evaporated from the face of the earth.

If the body cannot be found, it means that a very crucial clue is missing.

"I don't want to stay in this damn dungeon for even a day." Manlong swallowed a big mouthful of porridge and muttered to himself.

Who would be willing to stay in a horrible copy world? Although the soul-tracing world is full of high consumption, at least there are no ghosts to threaten people's lives.

Song Guicheng noticed that Shi Sui's eyes always vaguely passed over Yang Jie and the other two, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Yang Jie, Yi Xiaoting and Xu Lan drank the porridge in their bowls silently, as if they were unaware of anything.

Song Guicheng couldn't guess what Shi Sui was thinking. He thought, "Since the body is not in the villa, it may be in the courtyard."

The others also agreed with his idea, so after breakfast, the players came to the backyard.

There was a thick layer of fallen leaves in the backyard. When they came over a few days ago, there was still some vitality, but now even the weeds have withered, leaving only desolation and decay.

"What death conditions did Che Wen trigger?" Zhang Yifan asked Song Guicheng as he walked beside him.

Song Guicheng shook his head.

It was obvious at first glance that Che Wen was an old player. He had thought that he would be the one in trouble last night, but who would have thought that it was the experienced Che Wen.

[I quite like her and watched her live broadcasts frequently for a while]

[Forget it, your mouth is too poisonous, I can’t like it]

[Sharp tongue but kind heart]

[If you have a kind heart, why do you have to be so sharp-tongued? I have no feelings towards people who verbally attack others.]

[That's better than someone who says nice things but stabs you in the back, right?]

[She is quite caring towards the newbies. Look at Yang Jie and the other three. If Che Wen hadn’t been watching over them, they would have died in the dungeon long ago.]

……

"Look, what is that?" Song Guicheng suddenly found something unusual among the fallen leaves on the ground. It was a small stain of blood.

They followed the blood trail to the corner of the backyard and found Che Wen, who had been dead for a long time, under a pile of leaves.

The way she died was a bit like Qu Jiabao's, with her eyes wide open and filled with fear.

Pushing aside the leaves stuck on her body, Song Guicheng saw that her feet were squeezed in a pair of children's leather shoes. Her heels and forefoot were cut off, and the blood around them had dried.

"Tsk tsk, what a tragic death~" Shi Sui sighed loudly, as if he wanted to say it for someone to hear on purpose.

The body was found, but Che Wen lost her feet, and correspondingly, her sister got her feet back.

Manlong looked at her body in silence for a long time. This was the second time he and Che Wen met in a copy.

When they first met, both of them were rookies. He would be scared to the point of peeing his pants at the sight of ghosts, but Che Wen could calmly touch the corpses. She was the best in their group, but now she has died in a D-level copy.

He felt bitter in his mouth and walked forward to close Che Wen's eyes. He seemed to foresee his future outcome from her dilated pupils.

A feeling of sadness welled up in my heart, as if the death of a rabbit makes the fox mourn. The death of a rabbit makes the fox mourn, and all creatures feel sympathy for their own kind. Who can guarantee that I won't be the next one to die?

"Then where would my sister's feet be hidden?" Zhang Yifan asked.

They are just like playing a game of treasure hunting. There is a line in the song that goes, "There are always people in this world who are busy looking for treasure. There are always people in this world who are busy looking for treasure..."

Shi Sui picked up a branch and pulled away the nearby leaves: "I think it's not far from here, use something to dig it up."

Zhang Yifan was curious: "How do you know?"

"Are you stupid?" Shi Sui was a little speechless, "Who do you think dragged her here?"

Zhang Yifan didn't dare to refute. He found a shovel from the tool shed in the backyard and started working hard.