I picked up a boyfriend in the infinite game

“Ah—ah—ah—” the timid female player screamed, and her voice echoed throughout the cafeteria.

Things happened so fast that there was no time to react.

Except for the players, no one else seemed to care about all this, and they swallowed the porridge mixed with minced meat of living people without any consciousness.

This scene makes people want to vomit.

Song Guicheng suddenly felt fortunate that he ate his porridge quickly, otherwise it would inevitably be splashed with the minced meat.

It’s disgusting just to think about it.

The cafeteria auntie walked over with a sluggish pace and glanced at the players with a sinister look: "What are you making so much noise for! If you make any more noise, I'll throw you out!"

The screaming female player immediately covered her mouth, collapsed to the ground and trembled, tears of fear flowing from her eyes.

Although the death of No. 107 was sudden, it was not surprising. He violated the most obvious rule - do not waste food.

What Song Guicheng cared about was not this matter. He stared at the blood flowing on the ground and the intestines hanging on the side, but he was thinking about something else in his mind.

The incident happened suddenly, and the aunts kindly allowed the players to go back and change their clothes. They were more than happy to do so, because after all, it was really uncomfortable to be covered in minced meat and blood.

Song Guicheng was wiping the blood and minced meat off his face with a towel while he was in a daze and thinking.

"What are you thinking about?" Xiao Ba, who was standing next to him, noticed that he was in a daze.

Song Guicheng shook his head: "Let's talk about it this afternoon."

He connected all the things that happened in the past few days and had a very bad guess in his mind... I hope that is not true, Song Guicheng prayed in his heart.

The group arrived at the classroom slowly, and just as they sat down, the bell rang. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately they were not late.

However, the aunt standing in front did not look as happy as they did. Instead, she stared at the players hatefully with her vicious and gloomy eyes. Song Guicheng actually tasted a hint of disappointment in her hideous face.

Song Guicheng: ...You are sad even though no one violated the rules, right?

Maybe because she was in a bad mood, the atmosphere in today's class was particularly tense. The tone was fast and low, and the players were not given time to memorize. Players were randomly pulled out for questions.

Song Guicheng was naturally not immune, but he reacted quickly and the answer popped out of his mouth in the blink of an eye.

The aunt narrowed her eyes, and her gray eyes looked particularly gloomy against the backdrop of her fleshy face. Finally, she snorted coldly before letting Song Guicheng sit down.

I don't know if the copy is not very familiar with their level of cultural knowledge, so the difficulty of the questions asked by the NPC is also very limited.

Although the aunt's face was horrifying, everyone managed to answer the question safely in the end.

"Let's go eat!" The aunt finally realized that it would be difficult for her to make the players violate academic rules, so she waved her hand and let them go eat.

Everyone rushed out of the classroom as if they had been pardoned. Song Guicheng fell behind and stuck to the wall, pretending to avoid passers-by, but in fact his eyes were fixed on the photo on the wall.

!

really!

Song Guicheng's pupils suddenly shrank. Of the 18 people whose faces were originally blurry in the photo, two of them had already had a faint face printed on them.

The two faces, one was No. 113 who died the day before yesterday, and the other was Fei Wenliang who was taken away by the black shadow.

The faces of the two men turned as pale as the people in the front rows. They were expressionless, and their dark eyes stared blankly forward, and no one knew what they were looking at.

An inexplicable chill crept up the back of Song Guicheng's neck. He didn't dare to look anymore and hurriedly followed the player to the dining room.

[If I am not mistaken, is there a face in that photo? ]

【! ! 】

[Me too, I also took a screenshot]

[Screenshot, you are really brave, you are not afraid of it crawling out to find you]

[If I have to find someone, I'll look for the anchor. What does it have to do with my audience? 】

[Little Orange: Listen to me, thank you, because you broke my heart]

……

When Song Guicheng saw the message "If you have to find someone, look for the anchor", he hesitated for a moment. Are the audiences nowadays so sinister?

What good will it do you if the anchor dies!

Song Guicheng, who couldn't guess the audience or the copy, had a sad lunch. The lunch was even more unpalatable than the previous two days, which made him even sadder.

After enduring the long afternoon study time, the players finally had their long-awaited free time. This time they did not go out, but sat quietly around the tables and chairs.

There was a cold wind outside the window, and the merciless north wind was howling, making the trees groan.

The players listened attentively as Song Guicheng described his experience last night.

"Fuck, you're so brave!" Xiao Ba exclaimed when he heard that Song Guicheng actually stood up without fear and dared to follow the black shadow out.

After Song Guicheng described the building he saw in detail, he guessed, "I think the exit might be inside that building."

"It should be." The leading girl also nodded.

During the past two days, they also secretly explored other places during the activities, but they did not find any doors, whether it was a secret compartment or a basement.

"But there are still some places in the orphanage that we haven't searched completely. We'll have to search again in the next two days." No. 105 said this, and no one refuted.

Although the exit was most likely hidden in the building that suddenly appeared at night, they still could not miss any details.

After all, this game has cheated people more than once or twice.

So everyone still explored in teams of two.

Li Zeyang stood there in a daze. He had just tried to talk to No. 114, but found that the other party didn't see him at all and treated him as air.

His heart felt cold, as if there was someone he had forgotten. Who was it... He couldn't remember no matter how hard he tried.

"Li Zeyang," Song Guicheng called out to him, "stop being in a daze."

It was unknown what nerve this sound touched the players. After standing there for a moment, they finally noticed Li Zeyang's presence.

"Li Zeyang?" No. 114's reaction was exactly the same as his reaction two days ago, confused and horrified, "Fuck! I actually forgot about you!"

Li Zeyang almost cried for joy. As long as there was still one person who remembered him, as long as there was still one person... he almost immediately stuck to Song Guicheng.

"No. 122, please, let me follow you." Li Zeyang hugged Song Guicheng's arm and begged.

Seeing his pitiful appearance, Song Guicheng had no choice but to nod and agree.

Although he remembered, he could not stop them from dying. Just like Fei Wenliang, he could only watch the shadow lead him into endless darkness.

He sighed deeply, turned around and said to Xiao Ba and Li Zeyang, "Let's go."

Just as he was about to go out, he saw the leader No. 105 staring at him with a thoughtful look, which made Song Guicheng puzzled.

He asked: "What's wrong?"

The leading girl shook her head and said, "Nothing, I just suddenly realized that you are very pretty."

"Do I have to discover this suddenly?" Xiao Ba asked in surprise.

Song Guicheng has an extremely gentle and handsome appearance, with clear dark brown eyes, long eyelashes that gently cling to his eyes, and dazzlingly white skin, the kind that can be spotted in a crowd at a glance.

The leading girl waved her hand and stepped out of the door before them.

No. 106 followed her and whispered, "Do you really think he's good-looking?"

The leading girl glanced at him and said, "What do you think?"

"Hmm..." He thought for a moment and nodded, "Indeed..."

"That's bullshit!" No. 105 mercilessly slapped him, his tone full of regret, "Have you ever seen someone who is not negatively affected by the dungeon?!"

No. 106 suddenly realized: "Yes..." The existence of No. 116 and No. 118 was weakened, but only Song Guicheng still remembered them.

"Be nice to him," No. 105 looked up at the gloomy sky, "Maybe he can be of great help."