I picked up a boyfriend in the infinite game

After eating and drinking, Song Guicheng took the bowl to the kitchen to wash it. As the cold water washed over the ceramic bowl, he actually felt like his wife was doing the housework.

An illusion, it must be an illusion!

After noon, the weather became hot and humid, there was not a breath of wind, the thick air seemed to be frozen, and everyone stayed in their rooms, too lazy to move.

Song Guicheng was not affected by the heat. He lay on the bed and watched Xiaohua do somersaults on the table. It was the first time for Song Guicheng to see a paper do somersaults. It was cute, but the movements were a bit clumsy.

The temperature of the air was just right. After watching for a while, he felt drowsy and he closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep.

After seeing his mother fall asleep, Xiaohua stopped playing and climbed onto the bed quietly, lay down obediently beside his mother's pillow, closed his eyes and rested with him.

A big one and a small one were lying on the bed, sleeping face to face, even their sleeping positions were similar, and they breathed slowly and evenly.

[Such a warm picture, I even want to cry]

[It’s so rare to have such a peaceful time in the dungeon]

[I didn’t have any feelings for him at first, but I don’t know why I suddenly became a fan]

[I understand, face control]

[No, it’s a hard-to-describe feeling. He always gives me the illusion that I’m living in a dungeon.]

[With whom? With Gu Chaosheng? No, that’s not possible, he’s my husband]

[Gu Chaosheng gives it to you. I’ll take Little Orange away.]

[No!!! Gu Chaosheng and Song Guicheng are the best match!!!]

【Where are those people who said that Xiao Chengzi would be the first to die? 】

……

But Song Guicheng couldn’t see what was said in the barrage because he was sleeping soundly.

Compared to the peaceful life here, there was a low pressure between Ding Mengqi and Kong Jianzhang in the other room.

She and Kong Jianzhang hadn't spoken to each other for quite some time. In order to show that she was angry, she folded some clothes over and over in the room, making a lot of noise.

But Kong Jianzhang ignored her. He just lay on his side on the bed and buried his head in the quilt. The room was silent.

In fact, Ding Mengqi didn't dare to be really angry with him. She was just an ordinary worker in a factory. One day, she asked for leave to rest in the dormitory. When she closed her eyes and took a sleep, she came to this soul-tracing world inexplicably.

Her novice copy was not difficult. She managed to get through it with the help of luck and a bit of cleverness. Afterwards, she met Kong Jianzhang and finally defeated him after much persistence.

Kong Jianzhang has a bad temper and is not handsome, but he has more experience than her. Apart from relying on such a person, she really can't think of any other way to pass the copy.

But when he was dating her, Kong Jianzhang would want to suck his soul into her whenever he saw a beautiful woman. Sometimes she even felt lucky that she was good in bed so that she could keep this man.

"Hubby, when we first got together, you were really good to me, and you swore to love me forever," Ding Mengqi recalled some happy times and shed sincere tears, "but you always make me feel uneasy, I really didn't mean to quarrel with you..."

She talked to herself for a while, but Kong Jianzhang on the bed didn't respond at all.

Ding Mengqi thought the man was still angry, so she climbed onto the bed and lifted the quilt covering Kong Jianzhang while calling him "husband".

This made her face turn pale and she jumped up from the bed: "Ah-ah-ah-help, help-help-someone is dead-"

Xiaohua and Song Guicheng were awakened by a shrill scream, the sound as sharp as a chicken having its neck stepped on.

Xiaohua was still a child after all, and she was startled by the scream and began to sob. However, Song Guicheng didn't bother to comfort her. He picked her up, put her on his shoulders, put on his shoes and ran out.

However, when he saw clearly the death appearance of Kong Jianzhang, he couldn't help but gasp.

There was only a human figure supported by bones on the bed, but the flesh under the skin was gone, the eyes were sunken, and even the eyeballs had been gouged out.

He died quietly in his bed without making any sound.

Ding Mengqi knelt weakly on the floor, tears streaming down her face and her eyes dull, as if her soul had been sucked out of her.

No wonder she let out such a miserable scream. Anyone would be shocked to know that someone in the same room with them was hollowed out like this right under their noses.

Wang Rui arrived later. When she saw the corpse, her mouth felt sour and she rushed into the bathroom and vomited heart-wrenchingly.

Everyone's expression changed subtly, except Haixi, who remained calm. He even took a closer look and said calmly, "The flesh under the skin is all gone."

"Last time it was bones, this time it's meat..." Song Guicheng murmured as he thought of Zhan Caichun's death.

Wan Yongyi tried to calm his breathing and said, "Why, he wants to use these things to create a person?"

He had only said it casually, but when everyone thought about it carefully, it was not impossible, because that thing only took away a part of the body each time.

"That's not right," Du Chenyu interrupted, "If he wants to create humans, we definitely won't be his first target."

As he spoke, he glanced at Song Guicheng and Ding Xiang.

Indeed, these two people are the best in the team in terms of appearance and temperament. Even genetic selection should be based on the principle of survival of the fittest.

Song Guicheng ignored him and looked at Ding Mengqi, who was lying on the ground in a panic, and asked, "Did you see how he died?"

He caught a glimpse of the door handle from the corner of his eye; the white rose on it was gone.

Ding Mengqi seemed to have been frightened silly, and could do nothing but shed tears and mutter meaninglessly.

Xiaohua hugged Song Guicheng's neck and stopped sobbing. Her round black eyes looked at everything in front of her curiously.

Song Guicheng took two steps forward and gently turned the face over, but the meridians in the bones seemed to have been drawn out and it fell apart at the touch.

He suppressed the nausea and fear in his heart and touched Kong Jianzhang's pocket.

All his clothes were soaked in blood and felt sticky to the touch, but he quickly took something out of the man's right pocket.

The blood-stained hand was spread out, and in the hand was a rose, but it had been stained red with blood, like a devil flower crawling out of hell, revealing a bit of weirdness.

Ding Mengqi also saw it. She trembled all over and glared at Ding Xiang resentfully: "It's all because of you! If you hadn't seduced my husband, he wouldn't have taken this flower!"

Ding Xiang was amused by the woman's train of thought: "You brought the flowers back. If you violated the death conditions, you violated the death conditions. Instead of blaming me, you should think more about your own way out."

Her tone was very calm and still gentle, forming a sharp contrast with the hysterical Ding Mengqi.

"Impossible, impossible, impossible, how could it be because of me." She stood up suddenly and rushed to the bathroom like a frightened bird, knocking Dingxiang to the side and causing her to fall two steps.

She threw all the roses grown in water into the toilet like crazy, then pressed the flush button. "Gululu", the water flow in the toilet was blocked by the huge petals.

"Save me, save me, I don't want to die," she muttered incoherently, reaching into the toilet and trying to push all the petals down, "I don't want to die, I don't want to die."

Everyone watched it all coldly, no one stepped forward to stop it, and no one went up to help.

They all knew clearly what the conditions for death were. Ding Mengqi was already a piece of fish on the chopping board, waiting for the knife to fall.