I picked up a boyfriend in the infinite game

When the filter was opened, a fishy smell suddenly rushed out and covered the heads of several people.

Liang Qiuting was the first one who couldn't help it and ran to the side to vomit.

Shi Sui remained calm, and even sniffed twice carefully before saying, "Smells like rotten meat."

"Is there a corpse down there?" Song Guicheng was so irritated by the stench that his nose turned red and the corners of his eyes became moist, with tears hanging at the corners of his eyes as if they were about to fall.

This discovery confirmed Shi Moqi's previous thought that someone had died in every room.

There were ten people in the team this time, divided into five rooms. There were traces of corpses in three of the rooms, and the other two were probably not spared either.

Shi Moqi felt acid in her stomach and ran over to open the bathroom window to ventilate. "No wonder the water is draining so slowly."

It was pitch black in the filter hole, and it was impossible to see clearly. Song Guicheng only glanced twice and then looked away, "Has the body below blocked the sewer hole next door as well?"

The water pipe outlets on this type of old-style floor are basically shared, and sometimes when going to the toilet you can hear the sound of water flowing in the pipe next to you.

There were still two rooms left to check, so a few people decided to go and check them out together.

Song Guicheng installed the filter, washed his hands, looked up, and saw a dark blue plaid handkerchief handed to him. The owner of the handkerchief was Chen Wenyu. "Wipe it."

Song Guicheng took it and carefully wiped the water droplets off his hands.

"And here." Chen Wenyu pointed to the corner of his eye, signaling Song Guicheng.

Only then did Song Guicheng remember that the traces of dried tears were still at the corners of his eyes.

Then he wet his handkerchief again and gently wiped the corners of his eyes.

"Song...return journey..."

Song Guicheng, who was wiping his face with a handkerchief with his eyes closed, heard Chen Wenyu calling his name. He didn't know if it was his illusion, but he felt that Chen Wenyu's voice was a little difficult and unnatural.

He paused for a moment and said, "Hmm?"

"Can I get out of here?"

This was also the first time for Song Guicheng to enter a C-level copy. Compared with previous copies, the biggest feelings he had were, first, the map had expanded, and second, the NPCs had become real. Everything was moving closer to the real world.

The mission had no clear direction, and he could even say that he had no idea at all.

Song Guicheng sighed inaudibly, put down his handkerchief, and looked at Chen Wenyu with his gentle and clear eyes: "I will do my best to protect you."

"Even if you die?"

"Even if I die."

Chen Wenyu tilted his head in confusion. In his hands, he was still holding two bottles of marble soda that Song Guicheng bought for him. He looked like a child who had not experienced much of the world. He asked, "Why?"

Song Guicheng pursed his lips and a faint smile appeared on his lips: "You are my employer, and you must have a spirit of contract."

"Besides, I'm still waiting for you to pay me the balance." As he said this, he folded the handkerchief and put it in his pocket, intending to return it to Chen Wenyu after washing it.

Chen Wenyu lowered his eyes, and the atmosphere around him unconsciously dropped: "Just because of this?"

Song Guicheng and Chen Wenyu walked at the end of the team, and their pace was surprisingly consistent.

He lowered his voice and said, "Chen Wenyu, I can give you a lot of noble reasons, but they are too fake. If you and I have nothing to do with each other, I can only stand by and watch you die, but you and I are now connected by interests, and I am willing to save you even if I die."

It was that gentle voice again, creeping into Chen Wenyu's ears along with the wind, bringing with it a tingling feeling.

“Relationships between people, whether based on true love or interests, are not stable. Only when we share weal and woe and give our true heart to each other, can they be the most reliable.”

After hearing this, Chen Wenyu looked straight at Song Guicheng. Through the thick layer of lenses, Song Guicheng actually had the illusion that he was peeping into his soul.

Chen Wenyu raised a very shallow smile at the corner of his mouth: "What you said is only true because you are a good person."

He turned his head back, and naturally moved closer to Song Guicheng, and whispered: "Good people will be blessed by the gods."

"You still believe in religion?"

Song Guicheng thought of his friend who was a science nerd and could explain any romantic phenomenon with science.

His representative works include the smell of soil is actinomycetes, the smell of the sun is the corpse of mites, and the butterfly stays on you because you smell of sweat...

The list goes on and on.

Chen Wenyu walked leisurely and said, "I don't believe it."

Song Guicheng: ...

Their conversation didn't continue as they reached the third floor.

When Lin Zicheng and his companions heard the purpose of Shi Sui and his companions' visit, they quickly welcomed them in.

After hearing what they found in the room, Lin Zicheng frowned and was silent for a moment, then said, "Last night, the three of us checked the room carefully inside and out, and found nothing. The shower and drain in the bathroom were also normal."

Several people carefully checked the room from inside to outside and found nothing unusual.

But this is not a good thing. The calmer the sea surface, the more turbulent the waves are underneath. The danger is most deadly when it is hidden beneath ordinary manifestations.

Lin Zicheng obviously figured this out as well, and a little cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Your room is cooler than ours." Shi Sui sat on the sofa. The wind rushed in from the window, blowing away the heat from his body.

Yan Gu pointed to the window and said, "There is a tree behind, which just blocks the sun."

Shi Sui was very sad: "Why not grow to the fourth floor? Is it because you don't like it?"

Song Guicheng walked to the window and looked out. There was a patch of short shrubs planted behind the building, and this was the only tree.

The tree trunk is thick, and the dense green leaves sway in the wind, just blocking the scorching sun. The sunlight shines through the gaps between the leaves, showing spots of light on the ground.

Song Guicheng: "If it grows to the fourth floor, then there will definitely be insect friends visiting you at night."

Shi Sui: "Then it's better not to like the fourth floor."

Xu Chongchuan sneered, "That's how brave you are."

Shi Sui glanced at him sideways, "You have big breasts, so everything you said is right."

Lu Yuan couldn't help laughing, but then he pulled his injured waist and suddenly couldn't laugh anymore.

Song Guicheng said: "Then we will go down first. If you find anything, please contact us in time."

Lin Zicheng nodded repeatedly: "OK."

After one night, the ten people had already formed three different small groups. Lu Yuan, Lin Zicheng, and Yan Gu lived together and had a closer relationship. The wretched man who wanted to chat up Liang Qiuting last night didn't even know his name. The remaining few people formed a team.

However, this is a multiplayer cooperative copy, and the survival rate of teammates is an important criterion for determining the final points, so they have no intention of hiding the clues.

The six of them went to the second floor together, where the creepy man lived. However, after knocking on the door for a long time, no one responded.

"No one." Song Guicheng rubbed his red palms.

Liang Qiuting didn't want to have any contact with the wretched man, so she suggested, "Why don't we go talk to Uncle Liu about the blocked sewer first? That's the guard room, and we can see if the man has returned."

No one objected, and they went downstairs together.

Unexpectedly, the door of the guard room was closed and Uncle Liu was not there. The six people returned empty-handed and finally decided to go back to their own homes and look for their own mothers.

Shi Sui was overwhelmed by the heat and his throat was dry. He set his sights on the two bottles of soda in Chen Wenyu's hand: "Brother, can you give me one? I'll give you two later."

Chen Wenyu raised his eyelids and looked at him, then hid the bag behind him and answered Shi Sui with practical actions.

Shi Sui snorted and laughed: "Well, it's not the soda, it's your wife, she's hiding it so well."

Xu Chongchuan brought Shi Sui back and said, "What are you fussing about? I'll buy you something. What do you want to drink?"

Shi Sui mentioned several kinds of soda in one breath, and Xu Chongchuan wrote them down one by one and went out.

The interaction between Chen Wenyu and Shi Sui made Song Guicheng laugh and cry, as if he was seeing two elementary school kids fighting each other.

He smiled, looked at Shi Sui leaning against the wall weakly, and reminded him: "Go in, it's cooler in the room than in the corridor."

After Shi Sui went in, he led Chen Wenyu back to the room.

The temperature in the room was lower than outside. Although Song Guicheng didn't say anything, he felt more comfortable.

He touched his sunburned forehead and waved to Chen Wenyu: "I'll go in and rest first. Call me if you need anything."

After saying that, without even looking at Chen Wenyu's reaction, he opened the door and went in.

He turned on the electric fan on the bedside table, and the fan began to squeak, blowing Song Guicheng's bangs up.

After the heat from his body subsided a little, he turned in another direction, not daring to let the fan blow towards his face for fear of getting facial paralysis.

It’s miserable enough to enter the dungeon, I can’t make myself more miserable.

Feeling the hot wind blowing on his arms, Song Guicheng sorted out his thoughts in his mind.

There are not many clues at the moment. Apart from the fact that someone died in the room, almost nothing has been found.

I don’t know who died.

How he died, I don’t know.

He thought about finding an opportunity to enter another tenant's room. There were no clues in the player's room, so he could only try to seek a breakthrough from other tenants.

Song Guicheng sat in the chair and thought about it until he fell drowsy.

Suddenly, a cool feeling touched the back of my neck, causing my skin to shiver.

Song Guicheng woke up immediately and took out the props from the storage cabinet without hesitation.

Then I heard a clear and lovely voice: "Mom!"