I picked up a boyfriend in the infinite game

Finally, only Zhan Caichun, Ding Xiang, Wan Yongyi and Song Guicheng were left in the corridor. The four of them searched the corridor carefully several times but could not find any trace of the key.

"Was it taken away by someone else?" Song Guicheng guessed.

Could it be that the key can grow legs and run away by itself?

Wan Yongyi said in surprise: "Who has nothing better to do than take someone else's keys? Isn't this a crime that God would strike you down?"

However, the key was lost and Zhan Caichun was in a very low mood. Ding Xiang was always by her side to comfort her.

The corridor was as hot as a steamer, and the players went back to their rooms one after another.

When Song Guicheng entered the house, he found that Gu Chaosheng was not in the living room, and the wedding candy on the coffee table was still there.

He poured himself a glass of water, thought about it, and poured a cold glass for Gu Chaosheng, but he was too timid to knock on the door.

In another room, Ding Mengqi was changing the water for her roses. She turned around and asked her boyfriend excitedly, "Honey, does it look good?"

Kong Jianzhang was annoyed by the questions and suddenly became angry: "Stop asking me questions, are you annoying?"

Ding Mengqi was so shocked by his sudden outburst that she dared not say a word. She could only sit beside him aggrieved and apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry, husband. If you don't like to hear it, I won't say it again."

Kong Jianzhang stared at her ugly face, frowned, and showed a trace of disgust on his face: "Don't bother me when you go out next time, you're embarrassing me!"

"You think I'm embarrassing?" Ding Mengqi couldn't stop crying when she heard that. "When we first got together, you said you would love and protect me forever. Now you think I'm embarrassing..."

She didn't even dare to cry too loudly. Kong Jianzhang was already tired of listening to these clichés, so he simply climbed onto the bed, turned his back to her, and responded to her complaints in silence.

Song Guicheng still made dinner. There were more ingredients in the refrigerator, but he didn't see Gu Chaosheng go downstairs to buy anything. Besides, there was no supermarket or other place downstairs that could provide ingredients.

However, he was tactful enough not to ask and obediently made salt and pepper pork ribs, stir-fried vegetables with mushrooms, and winter melon and kelp soup. They tasted very good, and Gu Chaosheng silently added a bowl of rice.

Compared with other people who were more or less anxious, Song Guicheng seemed exceptionally calm. There was no need to be impatient. It would be better to take more rest and think more to conserve his energy.

Another person who was particularly calm was Haixi, who always looked like he hadn't woken up yet, and even when he was eating, he looked half dead. He didn't complain about being hungry or hot, and he didn't take advantage of being a B-level player to boss anyone around.

While eating dinner, Zhan Caichun looked at the door from time to time, because their door was not closed but half open, and she always suspected that something would run in.

Yang Hanhai did not have dinner with the players, but went out wearing an apron, and no one knew where he went.

The young couple at the dinner table no longer had the intimacy they had in the morning, and seemed to be in a cold war, which made the other players feel a lot more comfortable.

"Dingxiang, let's eat quickly and go back home after we finish eating," Zhan Caichun whispered to Dingxiang, "I'm a little scared."

Ding Xiang: "Okay."

So the two of them quickly finished dinner and returned to the room. After turning on the lights and checking, they were relieved to find that there was nothing unusual in the room.

"Why don't we bring the meals back starting tomorrow?" Ding Xiang suggested.

Zhan Caichun nodded repeatedly. For some reason, she always felt a vague sense of uneasiness in her heart, and goose bumps appeared on her skin.

Seeing Ding Xiang's calm appearance, she opened her mouth but said nothing, not wanting to infect others with her panic.

After six o'clock in the evening, it was as if a dividing line separated the day and night. The sky quickly darkened and the accumulated heat in the air was gradually drawn away.

Du Chenyu took a small stool and sat at the entrance of the corridor to enjoy the cool air. The breeze caressed his back, making him feel comfortable.

Other players followed suit, but Ding Xiang and Zhan Caichun stayed in the room and did not come out.

"This weather is really torturous. Fortunately, it is not this hot all day long." Du Chenyu leaned against the door of the corridor and sighed.

Wan Yongyi said: "Hot weather is fine, but I am most afraid of cold weather, which is really unbearable. I am wrapped up like a bear, and it is inconvenient to escape."

"What on earth is this live broadcast room? Are the people watching us outside real people?" Song Guicheng could see the barrage of comments as soon as he looked up. He had been curious about this thing for a long time.

[It’s not a person, guess what it is]

[Why hasn’t anyone died yet? I already bought it.]

【What are the odds】

【1: 5】

[It’s ok, come on, anchor, don’t let me lose]

[I think the dog couple will die first]

……

When he saw the words "leave hand", Song Guicheng remembered the prophecy initiated by the system, and he took a careful look at the upper left corner.

There are more than 3 people who will be the first to die if they choose him, and only a pitiful 5000 or so who will not choose him.

Wan Yongyi is very open-minded: "No matter what it is, as long as it can give points, it is a good thing."

"If it weren't for this system, you wouldn't have entered the Soul-Tracing Game." Haixi rarely spoke up and joined in their conversation, and the first thing he said was a murderous blow.

Wan Yongyi: How can you say such vicious words with such a cute face like yours?

After saying this, Haixi went back to sleep. It was already late and it was time to wash up and go to bed.

Even if one no longer looks forward to the arrival of night, the endless darkness mercilessly covers the sky above the dungeon.

Before Song Guicheng left, Gu Chaosheng was watching TV. When he came back, he was still watching TV, and he was watching the same show from yesterday.

The male protagonist yelled at the female protagonist: "I already know your identity!"

The heroine showed a surprised expression, which was very pretentious.

What a terrible acting, Song Guicheng thought, and walked towards the bathroom.

"That's right," he heard the heroine crying, "I am the monster that was cultivated from the Isatis root in the mountains."

Song Guicheng stumbled when he heard this. What? What did you cultivate? Isatis root?

He was so shocked that he glanced at Gu Chaosheng, who was watching TV intently, and found that he had a blank expression on his face.

...This is such an incomprehensible taste of a cool and aloof man.

The drainage situation in the bathroom is worse than yesterday. Yesterday it could flow slowly, but today it directly accumulated in the sink.

Song Guicheng found the filter and pulled it out with a little force. As expected, the outlet was entangled by vines, but this time, there were no white flowers adorning the slender vines.

There are no leaves on the pale yellow stems, only tiny cup-shaped sepals.

He thought about it in his mind for a while and finally recognized what it was.

——Cuscuta australis.

I tie the silk vine to celebrate my wedding with you, and the dodder attaches itself to the vine.

Since we saw the dodder, why didn’t we find the ivy?

He walked out of the bathroom with a lot of questions in his mind. Gu Chaosheng was not in the living room. He knocked on the door and told him that the drain was blocked again.

I thought Gu Chaosheng would not reply to him, but unexpectedly a cold voice came from the door: "Okay, I know."

Song Guicheng was silent for a moment and said politely, "Good night."

Gu Chaosheng: "Good night."

This was their second day in this dungeon. The time in the dungeon was so long, so long that it seemed as if there was no end in sight.

At night, Zhan Caichun was awakened by the urge to urinate.

She opened her eyes and what she saw was the thick night.

The air was so quiet that the only sound could be heard was Dingxiang's breathing. She was sleeping soundly facing him. Before going to bed, they were discussing whether to ask Yang Hanhai if he had a spare key tomorrow.

She touched the switch beside the bed, and with a "click", the light above her head came on. The faint white light dispelled the darkness and also slightly dispelled the fear in Zhan Caichun's heart.

Dingxiang seemed to feel the sudden appearance of light in front of her eyes. She frowned, opened her eyes, and saw Zhan Caichun who was about to get up beside her.

"I'm sorry for waking you up," Zhan Caichun said, feeling a little guilty, but also a little relieved. "I need to go to the bathroom."

"Yeah, okay," she glanced at the bathroom a few steps away from the two of them, "Hurry up."

Zhan Caichun responded and went to the bathroom.