I picked up a boyfriend in the infinite game

Yang Hanhai was covered in dust and looked very embarrassed, but he was not afraid at all. He suppressed a crazy laugh:

“Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha, Lord, even if you are as powerful as you are, you cannot keep the one you love. Its power is irresistible, hahahahahahaha.”

Gu Chaosheng did not show any anger. He walked leisurely in the flying yellow sand and gravel and came to Yang Hanhai in a few steps.

He looked down at the dying man with doubt in his eyes:

"Love? I only pursue eternity, never love."

“My Lord,” Yang Hanhai raised his head, and his body began to peel off piece by piece, like broken porcelain pieces, “The eternity you longed for actually began to allow another person to integrate into it. Hahahahahaha, not only allowing it, but also longing for it.”

For the first time, he felt like he was sitting high up and looking down at Gu Chaosheng. Even though his vitality had been exhausted and was approaching the end, he still enjoyed a bit of the joy of a winner.

There was a hint of pity in his tone:

"My Lord, you will never get him, hahahahahahaha. My Lord, you don't even know what it means to get him. I wish you to be apart from the mountains, rivers, sun and moon, and enjoy endless eternity alone."

Yang Hanhai's voice gradually dissipated along with his body.

In the fallen world, only a piece of space was left under Gu Chaosheng's feet. He stared at the empty darkness for a long time, then reached out and tore a crack.

He doesn't need to get it, as long as he wants it, wherever the darkness goes, it will be his prison.

……

Song Guicheng entered the copy at around 5 pm. When he returned to the room again, it was already a quarter past six. He stood by the bed.

In the summer evening, the sun retracts its dazzling light, the clouds move slowly, and the red afterglow fills the sky.

It came out just like that? His mouth was dry, and he felt as if he was dreaming.

Song Guicheng wanted to move, but the moment he took a step, his head started spinning and he fell onto the bed, falling into a deep sleep.

"How is he doing?"

"The body functions are normal. It may be that he is under too much psychological pressure, which leads to long-term sleepiness."

"Well, I don't know what they went through in the dungeon?"

"Let's ask them when they wake up."

……

In his sleep, Song Guicheng heard the voices of two people talking, and a faint fragrance came from his nose, which was very soothing.

His eyelashes fluttered, and then he opened his eyes.

What he saw was a turquoise curtain. He paused for a moment before he was sure that he had really come out of the dungeon. The moment when the dungeon collapsed was still vivid in his mind.

He turned his head and saw an exquisite screen separating the berth from the outside.

Hearing the noise coming from inside, two people walked in from outside, one was the hotel proprietress and the other was Jiang Chi.

Seeing that he was awake, Jiang Chi came over and touched his forehead: "You're awake, do you want some water?"

Song Guicheng nodded, and the proprietress handed him a glass of water, which Jiang Chi gave him to drink.

The warm water finally moistened his dry throat. Song Guicheng half sat up and looked around the room, which was different from the one he had lived in before.

The room is spacious and bright, with a complete desk, painting desk, and piano table. On the small corner beside the bed stands an incense burner with a curved pattern and two crutches, emitting a faint fragrance.

Song Guicheng thanked him and asked, "How many days did I sleep?"

"Three days." Jiang Chi replied.

Song Guicheng's expression tensed up. Jiang Chi thought he had something important to say, but he ended up saying, "Then my accommodation fee for the past few days..."

After all, he didn't earn any coins from the last copy, and he came out with a lot of mental trauma.

Jiang Chi and the proprietress behind him were speechless. The proprietress chuckled, "It's okay. I'm a nice person and I won't let you sleep on the street. That's it. You have to pay me back with something else."

Song Guicheng: "What?"

The proprietress touched him up and down, and the look in her eyes was self-evident.

Song Guicheng hugged the quilt tightly and said, "Help! I only sell my art but not my body!"

Jiang Chi stroked his forehead gently: "Okay, stop teasing him." Then he said to Song Guicheng: "I've paid for you."

Song Guicheng breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "What are you doing here?"

The proprietress and Jiang Chi looked at each other, and finally Jiang Chi came forward. However, he did not rush to say anything to Song Guicheng. Instead, he took him out for a meal.

The three of them had a simple lunch in the traveler's private kitchen. Song Guicheng had no appetite and only drank a bowl of porridge.

After the meal, he finally regained some energy. The proprietress asked the waiter to bring a pot of tea and a few plates of snacks. The three of them chatted while drinking tea.

"I would like to invite you to join our guild." Jiang Chi said straight to the point.

Song Guicheng blinked in surprise, but when he thought about it, it was not surprising. After all, humans are social animals. Especially in dangerous environments, gathering together for warmth is the most common practice.

He asked: "Why?"

Jiang Chi nodded to the proprietress, who took out a cell phone and swiped a few times.

She was wearing a Ming Dynasty jacket and skirt, but holding a mobile phone in her hand. There was a strong sense of separation between ancient style and modern style.

A few minutes later, the proprietress handed the phone to Song Guicheng. There seemed to be a list on the screen, which should be the list of their guild members.

On the form that the boss's wife showed him, there were two familiar names: Haixi and Dingxiang.

They actually know each other? Song Guicheng was a little surprised. After all, in the dungeon, the two of them looked like strangers.

"Only three people survived the last instance," Jiang Chi tapped the table, "Haixi, Dingxiang, and you."

Song Guicheng nodded, not thinking it was anything strange. Although few people survived, there were only 9 players who entered the dungeon, which was far less than the number in the "Dream and Villa" dungeon.

As he was thinking this, he saw Jiang Chi leaning back slightly and slowly said, "Each instance is an independent space and is carried out together. When you are doing the "Jie Si Luo" instance challenge, there are other teams doing it too."

He crossed his arms in front of his chest and said in a deep voice: "According to the latest statistics from the system, the clearance rate of the "Jie Si Luo" dungeon is 0."

Song Guicheng's breathing stagnated and he looked at Jiang Chi in astonishment.

He said: "This means that among all the players who entered that instance, only the three of you came out alive."

As members of the guild, Haixi and Dingxiang handed over all the information they knew without reservation after waking up, but they could only say that they were bounced out and knew nothing else.

For other information, he could only ask Song Guicheng in front of him.

"What exactly happened in that copy?" Jiang Chi asked.

Song Guicheng lowered his eyes, and chaotic memories swept in: the collapsed world, the dead girl, and Gu Chaosheng who wanted to force him to stay.

"If I tell you," Song Guicheng thought for a moment, raised his head and met Jiang Chi's eyes, "can you help me find someone?"

After getting Jiang Chi's assurance, he told him everything he knew, except the part that Gu Chaosheng wanted to keep him.

Jiang Chi was listening and taking notes at the same time. When he learned that Yang Hanhai's fiancée was actually a gamer, he was obviously a little surprised.

"Fan Qingrou?" Jiang Chi ordered the proprietress, "Send someone to investigate as soon as possible."

The proprietress nodded and went downstairs, leaving Jiang Chi and Song Guicheng alone in the room.

Jiang Chi spoke slowly and his attitude was gentle, but Song Guicheng still vaguely felt a captivating aura from him.

"Have you considered joining our guild?" Jiang Chi asked, and then began to enthusiastically promote the product to Song Guicheng, as if he was trying to achieve his sales KPI.

There are indeed many benefits to joining a guild, such as information sharing, item trading, and teaming up to enter dungeons... But what excites Song Guicheng the most is that all stores owned by guild members are 50% off for guild members!

"The proprietress of Xingke is also our member. We have many members in every district." Jiang Chi threw out the bait with a smile.

Song Guicheng gritted his teeth and agreed: "Okay!"

It is impossible for him to fight alone in the Soul Tracing Game all the time. Before his own strength is strong enough, he has not broken away from the collective confidence.

Jiang Chi threw him a cell phone and said, "We'll use this to keep in touch from now on."

Song Guicheng had originally planned to save up points to buy a mobile phone, but now that he saw that it was given for free, he felt a little embarrassed to take it.

Jiang Chi didn't care: "Take it. Believe me, the value you create for the guild must be far greater than this phone."