I picked up a boyfriend in the infinite game

Lu Yuan (green) was stabbed to death by a tree outside the window, and Li Yi (red) was burned to death by fire.

There are three colors left: blue, black and yellow.

Blue is easier to guess, it represents water.

Liang Qiuting suddenly realized: "No wonder my room is so damp."

"This copy is quite considerate. It even pre-determines the way players will die." She had recovered from the shock just now and even started joking.

But anyone could see the reluctance in her smile.

It is always better to laugh than to cry. In the copy world, the pain is doubled, smiles are infinitely compressed, and people's sorrows and joys are stretched to too extreme a degree that they lose their normal emotions.

Only fear, pain and terror can make people feel that they are still alive.

She covered her face with her hands while laughing, tears flowed from between her fingertips, her shoulders kept shaking, and she sobbed uncontrollably.

The tension, fear and anxiety of the past few days finally burst out when another snowflake fell.

Under a gloomy sky, the stench of burnt corpses filled the entire corridor. Irritability and depression spread silently, strangling people's breath.

Shi Moqi wiped her tears with her sleeve. Her serious face showed some emotional fluctuations. Her brows were slightly furrowed. She did not speak, but listened quietly to Liang Qiuting's crying.

Others watched coldly, probably because they didn't even have enough energy to sympathize with themselves, let alone pity others.

Song Guicheng wiped the key on his handkerchief and put it back in his pocket.

People's sorrows and joys are not shared, all he can do is not laugh at them or disturb them.

After a while, he finally reminded her: "Don't cry anymore. If you don't have dinner, you won't be able to come back before dark."

Liang Qiuting wiped her face and said with a thick nose: "I won't eat anymore. I'm going back first."

No one stopped her and she went downstairs in full view of everyone.

Chen Wenyu stared at his notebook in a daze, with the pen tightly held in his hand.

Song Guicheng patted his shoulder gently: "Let's go and eat."

Chen Wenyu seemed to have come to his senses and breathed a sigh of relief. He took off his glasses and wiped them with a corner of his shirt.

"I've seen many players like her. The mental pressure comes faster than the ghosts. Some people can't stand it and commit suicide.

One of them even died in front of me. I watched him jump from the 33rd floor, but I couldn't stop him. I couldn't stop him.

I have no right to ask him to pull himself together and live."

There was a hint of sadness in his eyes, but there was no emotion in his tone.

When Song Guicheng got closer, he realized that Chen Wenyu's eyebrows were pretty delicate but not sharp.

Different from Wuzhi.

Why did I only notice such an obvious flaw so late?

Song Guicheng's long eyelashes concealed the thoughts in his eyes. He looked at Chen Wenyu's somewhat lost face and pursed his lips:

"Here, it's so difficult to die without regrets. It's much better for him to die without suffering any pain than to be tortured to death by ghosts."

Chen Wenyu glanced at Li Yi's miserable death and took a deep breath: "Yes."

*

The dinner did not become dull due to Liang Qiuting's absence. Everyone was discussing Li Yi's death and the clues that Song Guicheng had just discovered.

Shi Sui was chewing bubble gum in his mouth. He chewed three pieces at a time, so the bubbles he blew were particularly big.

"I am black, and you... are yellow, hahaha." He supported his head with one hand and looked at Song Guicheng with a sidelong smile.

Song Guicheng drank a sip of water without changing his expression: "Yes, I am a genuine Chinese yellow race."

Shi Sui replied: "Tsk."

Xiaowen didn't show up today, so there were half as many people in the restaurant and the dishes were served very quickly.

Shi Moqi borrowed a lunch box from the restaurant. It was an old-fashioned stainless steel lunch box, rectangular, without layers, the most common and simplest one.

After asking for everyone's opinions, she put the dishes into the lunch box. She was very particular when doing so, dividing the vegetables and meat in half and putting all the peppers and coriander aside.

Song Guicheng realized that this was not for her to eat, but for her to take back for Liang Qiuting.

Lin Zicheng sighed: "You two have such a good relationship."

Shi Moqi picked the garlic off the bacon and put it into her bowl. After a while, she said, "She is young."

Lin Zicheng shook his head and sighed. The copy would not give people time to grow slowly.

But he didn't have any extra time to waste on this matter. Instead, he turned around and talked to Song Guicheng: "Now the corresponding death methods of blue, red, and green have all come out, leaving black and yellow."

Shi Sui didn't pick up his chopsticks to eat the food, but just chewed the gum in his mouth: "Honey, you know, the brain is a good thing." The voice sounded like it came from the nose.

I guess it’s because the weather is cloudy, I feel better, and my ability to argue with people has returned.

Lin Zicheng blushed. He really didn't contribute much in this dungeon. He was just waiting for others to feed him. No wonder everyone likes to team up with the big guys. It feels really good to be carried by them.

Song Guicheng dipped his chopsticks in water and wrote on the plate: "Water, fire, wood, what else is missing?"

Chen Wenyu answered quickly: "Gold and soil."

Yin and Yang and the five elements: gold, wood, water, fire and earth.

At this point, all the clues became clear and the most crucial part of the puzzle was filled in.

Black corresponds to earth, and yellow corresponds to gold.

But what kind of death does the metal in the five elements correspond to? Being hit to death by money?

"Two have died," Song Guicheng wrote the last golden word and stopped moving the chopsticks. "Two have died in the corresponding way. If this continues, what will happen if five people die in the corresponding way?"

Yin and Yang and the Five Elements have always been mysterious and profound, bringing together the alternation of day and night, the changing of the four seasons, growth and decay, and combining the laws of humanity and nature.

It is closely related to Feng Shui and is said to be able to predict good and bad luck, and determine life and death.

It may just be mysterious in the real world, but in the copy world it really affects everyone.

The players present knew very well that if five people died in the corresponding way, something irreversible would happen.

The atmosphere at the table fell silent, the dishes still steaming. Panic and tension entangled everyone like vines, growing wildly under the watering of anxiety.

Yan Gu was still eating, slurping his food.

He hopes that everyone can die, no one should run away, it would be great if everyone could die with him.

As he thought about it, he actually revealed a smile that could be described as pleasant.

"You should eat something too?" Seeing that Shi Moqi was just putting the dishes into her lunch box, Lin Zicheng advised, with a hint of barely perceptible envy in his tone.

The lunch box was filled with rice at the bottom and meat and vegetables on top, packed tightly and filling up.

Shi Moqi just shook her head.

*

It was almost six o'clock when we finished our meal. The weather was still gloomy, but there was no sign of it getting darker.

Although the arrival of darkness yesterday caught us off guard and the daytime activities ended almost in an instant, it was also conveying a message in disguise: the dangers of the daytime are already lurking.

However, it was not dark yet, perhaps because of the rain, or perhaps something was waiting for them.

Song Guicheng prayed the former, but when he saw the little albino boy sitting under the eaves of the guard room in Yongding Building, he knew that his prayers were ineffective.

The boy stared in the direction they were coming back, without blinking.

Everyone's footsteps inevitably became heavy and slow. A distance that usually only took five minutes to complete took everyone nearly ten minutes to walk in tacit understanding.

But no matter how fast you move forward, this journey will eventually end, just like stepping into the river of death step by step.

Song Guicheng finally saw the boy's full appearance. His skin was abnormally white and his body was thin. The clothes he wore were empty, as if they were hung on a hanger.

He sat in the chair with his back slightly hunched, looking a little sick.

He half opened his eyes, revealing his pink eyes which were different from those of ordinary people due to hypopigmentation. His white eyelashes trembled slightly because he couldn't stand the stimulation of the light.

The gray sky, the gloomy building, and the strange boy formed a weird picture that unfolded in everyone's eyes.

Yan Gu's legs were so weak that he could not walk. He jumped up and down and shouted, "I don't want to go! I don't want to go!" Then he ran away like crazy and disappeared in the crowd of people going home from get off work.