I picked up a boyfriend in the infinite game

"Hurry up and wash up, don't dawdle, we will gather soon." The leading girl said as she walked into the washroom next door.

Song Guicheng followed closely behind.

The arrival of Black Shadow last night indeed confirmed his guess. He sighed heavily and planned to find an opportunity to talk about this matter with other players.

No. 114 still hadn't returned until morning. If his death was just speculation yesterday, it was now a definite fact.

The girl lost her companion yesterday, and was shocked by the death of an NPC when she woke up this morning. She felt completely listless.

She asked, "Can I join you in activities later?" She was asking Song Guicheng.

Song Guicheng agreed, and saw Xiao Ba next to him looking at him with a sad look, which made Song Guicheng puzzled.

He asked: "What's wrong?"

Xiao Ba said faintly: "I know you have a husband, so I present you with two pearls..."

Song Guicheng: "What?"

Xiao Ba: "Why are you asking me when you already have someone else?"

Song Guicheng: ???

Ignoring Xiao Ba's childish temper, Song Guicheng went to the classroom. They usually gathered in the classroom before going to eat breakfast together.

Song Guicheng subconsciously looked for the photo on the wall, and sure enough, the third person's face appeared, it was No. 107.

The other players also noticed the photo, and their faces showed expressions of thought or surprise, but without exception, they all looked a little heavy.

Their new teacher, Mr. Wu, was standing at the front of the class, his eyes scanning the faces of the players one by one, as if he was counting the number of people.

He didn't look away until his eyes passed Song Guicheng, who was at the end of the team.

The classroom was so quiet that even the sound of desks and chairs rustling could not be heard. No class even moved first. The children and the four aunts who were still alive all lowered their heads. Only the player occasionally had the courage to glance at him.

"Let's go." Wu Zhi's voice came from the front, and everyone followed him and went to the dining room in an orderly manner.

Song Guicheng was surprised to find that today's breakfast was much better than the previous two days. The warm white porridge exuded a faint fragrance, and each person could even get an egg.

Not to mention the players, even the children in the orphanage showed a hint of shock in their numb expressions, and hesitated to pick up their chopsticks.

Could this be the last meal before execution?!

“What are you standing there for? Eat!” the auntie yelled, her hoarse voice echoing in the cafeteria.

Song Guicheng looked around, then glanced at the porridge in the bowl and slowly peeled the egg.

After eating slop for a few days, drinking a bowl of porridge suddenly made people burst into tears. He wanted to give half of the egg to Xiaohua, but Xiaohua was still sleeping soundly.

No one complained about breakfast today. Everyone ate it very quickly, one could even say that they devoured it all in one swoop.

"It would be nice if I could drink porridge and eat eggs every day." Xiao Ba sighed and swallowed the last mouthful of porridge reluctantly.

Song Guicheng: Have you been pua'd to this extent by the copy?

He quietly glanced at the children in the lower class, but still didn't see the little girl No. 22, whom he hadn't seen all day yesterday.

He was wondering, and when he returned after breakfast, he saw the little girl standing in the corner of the classroom.

After not seeing her for one day, she seemed like a different person. She was thin and pale two days ago, but today her face was pale. She coughed violently every time she took a step, accompanied by severe wheezing, and her small body trembled slightly.

Even so, the aunts did not show mercy to her. They picked up her small mistakes and pressed her aggressively. They took out a thick and long stick from somewhere and hit the girl hard several times.

The girl was shaking with pain but couldn't scream. She could only curl up, tears dripping from her eyes to the ground.

Song Guicheng suddenly felt angry. He walked over and patted the woman on the shoulder. The woman was furious and squinted at him with her narrow eyes: "What are you doing!"

"Um... teacher..." Song Guicheng pretended to be scared. His slender white body was trembling slightly. There were some tears in his round eyes, which looked pitiful. "Do you know where our teacher went?"

He asked in a low voice, as if afraid that others would hear.

When the woman heard Song Guicheng's question, she froze in her tracks. She lowered her eyes guiltily and said impatiently, "Get lost! How would I know? Go back to your class!"

She reached out and pushed Song Guicheng hard. She didn't want to teach the little girl a lesson anymore. She carried her to the corner and made her stand.

Song Guicheng staggered and had to hold on to the table and chair beside him to stand up.

He looked back at the little girl. The little girl raised her pale and thin face, stared at him with her pair of clear black and white eyes for a while, then lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Why bother yourself with this?" Xiao Ba's heart trembled when he saw Song Guicheng walking towards the woman.

Song Guicheng smiled at him and said, "I'm fine."

He had just gone there, firstly to save the little girl, and secondly to test whether the NPC knew about what happened last night.

Judging from the woman’s behavior just now, they knew about it, but they couldn’t stop it.

In this copy, there is an existence that scares them.

Song Guicheng glanced at Wu Zhi who was sitting by the window. He crossed his legs and looked out the window, like a lonely ice sculpture.

The moment Song Guicheng withdrew his gaze, he couldn't help but look back again, and was met with a calm gaze.

The daytime courses did not change, but Wu Zhi rarely lectured. He seemed to have no interest in either the classes or the group of people in front of him, and simply let them learn freely.

While they were doing their homework, Wu Zhi sat on a chair by the window, supporting his forehead with one hand, and watched them quietly.

The strong feeling of oppression made people dare not breathe.

After waiting until the afternoon class was over, Xiao Ba stood outside the classroom and took a few deep breaths of fresh air: "Why is he so scary?"

To be honest, he had never seen an NPC with such superior appearance in the dungeon, nor had he encountered an NPC with such a strong aura.

No. 105 raised his eyes to look at them, then looked away, licked his lower lip, and looked away thoughtfully.

Song Guicheng finally found time to tell everyone what he had discovered: "I suspect that for every person who dies, a black shadow will come and take one away."

"How do you know?" No. 111 asked in confusion.

Song Guicheng told what happened in the past two nights.

No. 111 was puzzled: "How come you are the only one who can wake up, but none of us can?" He turned to ask Xiao Ba, "You are closest to him, can you wake up?"

The little eight-headed boy shook it like a rattle.

Although the beds here were uncomfortable and even cold and damp, they would fall asleep soon after lying down on them and would not wake up until morning.

However, what Song Guicheng said just now also provided a very clear message. Since the black shadow took him away only when someone died, it meant that the black building would appear only when someone died.

Everyone understood the deeper meaning, but they looked at each other and swallowed their words.

Death is a necessary condition for triggering clues, so will everyone work together to get out of the dungeon? Or will they all wish for each other to die so that they can get more clues?

"It should happen again tonight." Song Guicheng guessed.

Among the dead, No. 107 has not appeared yet. If the black shadow can only take away one person per night, then tonight it will be No. 107's turn.

"Please wake me up tonight," No. 105 said, "I want to see what secrets are hidden in that building."

Xiao Ba was even more outrageous: "I won't sleep tonight! I'll just tough it out!"

Song Guicheng looked at him suspiciously, wondering who was the one who slept like a pig every night.