I picked up a boyfriend in the infinite game
Chapter 90 Yongding Building 20
"Mom, are you okay, Mom?" Xiaohua's concerned voice came from her ear.
Song Guicheng slapped his ears hard, trying to get rid of the noise that had just attacked him. His lips turned pale, the blood drained from his face, and his left hand was slightly cramped due to the continuous and violent movements.
"I'm fine. Thank you, Xiaohua. You helped mom a lot."
Xu Chongchuan listened to Song Guicheng's self-proclaimed identity to Xiaohua word for word: You have become accustomed to the identity of a male mother, right?
Song Guicheng slowly stood up, holding on to the wall. His back was wet, not sure if it was from sweat or the water stains on his hair.
He pushed the door gently and it opened without much effort.
Xu Chongchuan: ...Fuck you!
Song Guicheng: ...I knew it!
He rubbed his throbbing forehead to relieve the severe headache.
The system no longer gives any prompts for side quests?
He knew that this operation might be dangerous, but he didn't expect it to be so dangerous.
If the system had announced the side quests in advance, at least he would have been somewhat prepared and wouldn't have ended up in the situation where his life was hanging by a thread just now.
Is this also part of the difficulty of the C-level copy?
Still careless.
"Go back." Xu Chongchuan said.
Song Guicheng picked up the kitchen knife that had fallen on the ground. The blade had several cuts and the blade was cracked.
The kitchen knife is very hard, and the blow just now would never have caused such great damage to it, otherwise the pot lid would have cracked into several pieces under the reaction force.
The sharp sound just now, like a nail piercing the eardrum, was definitely not something that could be produced by an ordinary metal collision.
Is it a problem with the kitchen knife, the room, or the wave energy of sound itself?
Song Guicheng seemed to be thinking about something.
Xu Chongchuan also took a look at the kitchen knife and said, "Looks like you'll have to buy her a new one to compensate her."
Song Guicheng smiled helplessly and said, "Yes."
"I'll go buy it." Xu Chongchuan took the initiative to take on this job. After all, it was Song Guicheng's quick thinking that allowed the two of them to escape death.
After the life-and-death situation just now, the number of people in the live broadcast room doubled, and overwhelming barrages of comments poured in.
The reward points kept increasing, but Song Guicheng had no energy to feel happy about it.
This is really making money with your life.
[The host's ability to adapt to changing circumstances is pretty good. 】
[The highlight of Yongding Building is not here. Wait and see what happens next. I can’t wait any longer.]
[Bingo, the above are just appetizers, the main event is not here yet~ Hehehe. ]
[What are you excited about? The background and direction of each mission are different. Who knows what this time will be. ]
[But no matter how many times, the panic, fear, and surprise on the host's face are never boring to watch. ]
[This is the purpose of the Soul Tracing Game, death comes first~]
……
"Some of the above comments contain spoilers and have been blocked from the anchor."
*
Song Guicheng was leaning on the balcony railing, gasping for breath, and the red rust rubbed against his white shirt.
Among the sparse comments, he accurately caught the one in the middle of the screen:
[This is the purpose of the Soul Tracing Game, death comes first~]
From the tilde at the end of this sentence, one can feel the boundless malice emanating from the audience who posted this comment.
Death comes first…
Song Guicheng turned his head, raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled, with a hint of sarcasm on his face.
He is actually very good at accepting his fate, so he is gentle, polite, and knows when to advance and retreat. It is not easy for him to get along well in such a big family.
However, his rebelliousness and arrogance always appear in inappropriate places. The stronger and more unshakable they are, the more he wants to rebel.
For example, Wu Zhi who wanted to kill him for no apparent reason, and the soul-tracing game that was forced upon him for no reason.
He is a lonely pilgrim who does not worship gods or Buddhas, but only himself. He is an ascetic monk under the burden of himself, who never retreats or gives way in the pursuit of his own heart.
I prefer to look for trees on the dark road and flowers in the rain high above.
The corridor was very quiet. Raindrops gathered silently at the edge of the eaves and hit his shoulders with a plop.
Footsteps came from the corner of the stairs, one light and one heavy, from two people.
The mother and son are back.
Song Guicheng's first reaction was to put the flower in his pocket.
Xiaohua was lying on Song Guicheng's shoulder, almost catching Yuzhu, when her vision suddenly went dark. She struggled a few times, but when she noticed her mother exerting a little force, she obediently stuck to the seam of her pocket.
The pregnant woman was carrying a cloth bag, and a bunch of celery leaked out from the pocket of the bag. It was fresh and juicy, with water droplets on it.
Her son clung closely to his mother, with half of his body tucked behind her, holding a bottle of soda in his hand, and his white hair was very conspicuous.
This was the first time that Song Guicheng saw the little boy clearly. Due to a defect in the synthesis of melanin, the boy's skin, eyebrows, hair and even eyelashes were as white as snow.
He was probably not used to appearing in public, so he tried to hide his body behind his mother, his eyes slightly closed because he was not used to the strong light.
As the pregnant woman and the boy walked towards him, a cold silence silently permeated the sultry air, and the cold seemed to come from the gaps in all directions, penetrating every pore.
Song Guicheng clenched his thumbs, raised his thin lips, and the momentary nervousness disappeared as he stepped forward: "Sister, the water pipe has been unblocked, but I accidentally knocked the kitchen knife off and it broke. My friend has already bought it and it will be delivered to you in a while."
The pregnant woman looked up and down at Song Guicheng with her dark eyes on her thin, wrinkled face, her lips tightly pursed, and her expression was very strange.
"It's okay," the pregnant woman finally spoke after a long time, "Thank you for helping me clear the sewer."
"Hey, Sister Zhang, you just came back from buying groceries." The voice sounded even more bold and unrestrained in the empty and quiet corridor.
Xiaowen was still wearing the red skirt, but it was shorter than yesterday, reaching above the knees, and the style had also changed from a suspender skirt to a straight skirt.
She leaned on the stair railing, like a rose blooming on the railing.
Wherever he went, he created a wave of heat.
Sister Zhang ignored her and took out the key from her bag to open the door.
She twisted her plump buttocks as she walked towards the three men, but her target was Song Guicheng: "Handsome guy, we meet again."
Song Guicheng smiled and nodded in response.
His eyes moved calmly from the pregnant woman called Sister Zhang and Xiaowen, and he keenly noticed that Sister Zhang disliked Xiaowen.
A woman who is already a wife and has two children, her youth and energy have been wasted on the daily necessities of life, and her face is haggard.
The other one was dressed brightly and beautifully, had a plump figure, and an extremely superior appearance. Her behavior was also unrestrained, which was not seen in other residents of the building.
In comparison, this dislike is probably mixed with jealousy and prejudice.
Xiao Wen took out a lollipop from somewhere, bent down and handed it to the silent little boy who was huddled aside: "Xiao Yan, have some candy."
Xiaoyan didn't dare to reach out to take it, but turned her head to look at her mother.
Sister Zhang had already opened the door and pulled her son up: "Why are you eating candy? If you want to eat it, mom will buy it for you! You drank soda and ate candy at the same time, be careful not to choke!"
Then he closed the door with a bang.
The sentence just now had a hint of meaning, but Xiaowen shrugged indifferently, tore open the candy wrapper and put it in her mouth.
She leaned against the railing, looking boredly at the empty concrete floor downstairs, with only a few trash cans standing firmly in the rain.
"Where's that tough, handsome guy who came with you guys yesterday?"
Song Guicheng knew she was talking about Xu Chongchuan.
"I went down to buy something."
Xiaowen lifted her hair. Her curly hair was well maintained, probably because she used hair oil to care for it every day, so it looked very smooth.
"Oh, I don't know why you outsiders always want to move into this building? Apart from cheaper rent, it's inconvenient for everything."
Her hair was blown by the wind and a scent of roses wafted over.
"Sister Wen, you live here too? Why don't you move out?" Song Guicheng smiled.
"As for me," Xiao Wen smacked the candy in her mouth, her pink tongue looming in and out, an extremely tempting action, "As for me, I've gotten used to living here a long time ago, I can't move away, I can't move away."
He recalled the clues Li Yi had gotten from this woman: "Sister Wen, what's on the fifth floor?"
Xiaowen did not answer her immediately, but glanced at her lightly with her beautiful eyes. There was a hook in her eyes that could easily make a man infatuated.
"Hey young man, sister, let me tell you, don't be too curious."
Song Guicheng sighed helplessly in his heart. Was he curious? The game forced him to do that!
But Xiaowen's words also indirectly confirmed that there was indeed something unusual on the fifth floor.
"Little brother, I'm reminding you because you're so handsome. Just stay in your room and sleep well at night. Don't go out."
After saying that, she walked away with her waist twisted.
*
"Fortunately, we only lost a kitchen knife." After hearing their story, Chen Wenyu patted his chest with lingering fear.
Shi Sui opened a pack of popping candies that Xu Chongchuan had brought back when he went to buy a knife. "Fortunately, I only lost the knife, not my life."
Song Guicheng also opened a bag of popping candy, poured some into his mouth, and felt the sugar grains bouncing and exploding on the tip of his tongue, bringing a tingling sensation.
"Does Xiaowen know something?" Song Guicheng told the other three people truthfully what Xiaowen had just said to him.
Chen Wenyu took out his notebook again.
"Of course." Shi Sui supported his chin with one hand, frowning because of the explosion. He just poured two packets into his mouth. "Also, I don't move out because I don't want to?"
"If the rule is that we can't go out at night, then what should we do with our plan to go to the fifth floor at 1 a.m.?" Chen Wenyu was quite worried.
Song Guicheng explained to him rationally: "Some rules are rules of certain death, and some rules may not result in death if violated, but will cause serious consequences. If you can get through them, you can survive, and if you can't get through them, you will die."
Shi Sui was a little surprised at Song Guicheng's growth rate. When they first met, he was so scared that his face turned pale because of seeing ghosts, but now he can remain calm and stand on his own.
When Song Guicheng reached out to touch the last pack of popping candies, Shi Sui ruthlessly kicked him out.
He had no choice but to take Chen Wenyu back to his room in shame.
*
Chen Wenyu was organizing his notes, and Song Guicheng also took out the diagram he had made in the morning to look at it.
The exploration journey to the fifth floor will be extremely dangerous. Before that, being able to deduce one more rule means having one more chance of survival.
He leaned against the window; the rain outside had stopped.
The air after the rain washed away the heat and boredom, and was a rare freshness. However, the dark clouds had not moved, still pressing down on people's heads.
He looked down from the window. Lu Yuan's body was gone, and only a thin sheet was left on the flower bed, stained by mud and leaves.
The tree broke off a branch, but that was no big deal to it. Even if it took someone else's life, it would not have the slightest impact on it.
That day he told Shi Sui that the tree insects growing by the window would come to visit their home.
Unfortunately, the visitor to the third floor was not a bug, but the King of Hell.
and many more.
Song Guicheng suddenly had an idea and thought of what Shisui said that day.
Why doesn't this tree grow to the fourth floor?
Yes, why didn’t the tree grow to the fourth floor?
Song Guicheng took another careful look and found that the tree seemed to have stopped growing when it reached the third floor.
All the branches grew exactly to the third floor and did not grow any higher.
He hastily unfolded the paper in his hand.
The third floor, 305, the hostess lives on the third floor, and the tree just grows to the window on the third floor.
Apart from the pregnant woman with whom Lu Yuan had a conflict, the only connection between the other clues was finally found.
Third floor!
All on the third floor.
The deceased, the cause of death, and the place of death are all on the third floor.
why?
Song Guicheng felt as if he had touched the edge of the truth. The hand holding the paper trembled slightly and he took a short breath.
Chen Wenyu was still looking through his notes, trying to dig out more details from them, when he saw Song Guicheng suddenly open the door, take a step forward with his long legs, and run out.
"How..." He had just said one word when Song Guicheng disappeared.
Song Guicheng ran downstairs quickly, facing Yongding Building, and stepped back step by step, looking at each floor carefully.
Yongding Building still looks dilapidated, with paint peeling off the walls, revealing the grayish-white interior, and every floor looks the same.
Parallel gray-yellow wooden doors and rusty iron railings.
no difference.
Song Guicheng was stepping on a pond, with water droplets splashing onto his trouser legs, but he didn't care.
Until he bumped into something behind him, he turned around - it was a trash can.
Green trash can.
The third trash can from the left.
green trees.
The third floor of Yongding Building.
Song Guicheng's pupils trembled slightly, and he immediately took a big step forward.
Xiaowen, who was just coming down the stairs, was carrying a bag of garbage. When she passed by Song Guicheng, she winked and smiled at him: "Hey, handsome guy, we meet again."
Then, under Song Guicheng's gaze, he threw the garbage into the second trash can, clapped his hands, and walked out the door.
Song Guicheng swallowed hard and tried to calm his breathing: "Sister Wen, which floor do you live on?"
Xiaowen stopped, her curly hair fell to her waist, her back was slender and graceful, and her red high heels were stepping on a shallow puddle of water.
She tilted her head slightly, revealing her beautiful profile, her smile unchanged: "On the second floor."
Song Guicheng lowered his eyelashes, his expression had returned from a slight shock to his usual gentleness. He took two steps forward and took out a handkerchief for her: "Sister Wen, your shoes are dirty."
Xiaowen turned sideways and looked him up and down. He was tall and slender, with sharp eyebrows and beautiful eyes. The water stains on his trouser legs did not affect his gentle temperament.
Xiaowen retracted her gaze, but did not take the handkerchief. The smile on her face deepened: "Sister, no need. Handsome boy, it is the right thing for you to move out of here as soon as possible."
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