I became a system virus

The feeling of losing hope is very bad, and everyone is very depressed.

The fat man turned his head and looked behind him. The archway in Zhongjia Village had disappeared, and the painting was gone.

There was a vast black forest in front of him. Gao Ye looked at the sky and urged: "Everyone, let's go. If it gets dark, I don't want to spend the night in the forest."

After being reminded by him, people involuntarily quickened their pace and walked towards the Black Forest.

On the way, the fat man complained: "Dungeon No. [-] is too inhumane, why did I choose it in the first place?"

Wu Yue: "Because you are the chosen one, you have bumped into such a bad luck, and I will let you pick it next time to see how unlucky we can be."

Fatty: "..."

Yi Qiubai smiled and said: "Don't make fun of him, maybe there is hot food in this painting."

Gao Ye squinted at him and said, "It means that the motivation for you to continue to persevere is a hot meal and a bed?"

Yi Qiubai nodded seriously, "I'm quite easy to satisfy."

Gao Ye: "Well, it's easy to feed."

Yi Qiubai: "..."

Walking to the edge of the black forest, the forest without roads seemed to be split by something, revealing a narrow path.

Everyone stood at the intersection, looking at the endless depth, and couldn't help feeling a little apprehensive.

Gao Ye and Yi Qiubai walked in without saying a word, and people followed one after another.

At the beginning, there were few trees on the edge, and everyone could still see the sky when they looked up, but the light became dimmer as they walked in.

In order to compete for living space and absorb sunlight, those towering trees continue to grow upward until their branches cover the entire sky.

The light is dim and the surrounding area is damp.

No one spoke, they all tensed up and moved forward with their heads depressed.

Someone peeked behind him secretly, and the road had disappeared, completely covered by the dark jungle.

What they didn't know then was that there was a data frame floating above everyone's head.

Those data are reflected from the brain, which represent their current thoughts and desires.

The electronic eyes at the top of the tree watched them silently.

Countless weird eyes are running at high speed. They spy on the player's brain, conduct precise analysis based on the data, and finally come to a conclusion: comfort.

I don't know how long I walked, but the disappearing light gradually increased, and the trees began to become scarce.

Takano looked around and said, "It should be here soon."

People's depressed mood was released a little bit, and the atmosphere became more active.

Walking out of the black forest, the eyes suddenly open up. The huge lake is inlaid in the endless prairie, which is so wide and refreshing.

The air is filled with the aroma of green grass, and someone is trimming them not far away.

A little breeze blows by, bringing with it a green and lush vitality, which makes people feel relaxed.

No, the fat man spread out on the grass in a big shape, looked at the sky without a trace of clouds, and said with enjoyment: "Now let me be a dead dog, I just want to lie down."

Everyone laughed lightly, looking happy.

Yi Qiubai looked forward to it: "Now there should be hot food to eat."

The magic stick said: "There is an NPC over there, go and ask."

The NPC is wearing overalls and mowing the lawn.

Seeing them approaching, he immediately stopped what he was doing and said enthusiastically, "Are you friends invited by the master for vacation?"

Hearing about the vacation, the fat man's eyes lit up, and he said again and again: "Yes, yes!"

The NPC pointed in one direction to them and said, "Go straight ahead from this road, and you will arrive at Rose Manor in about ten minutes."

Wu Yue asked, "Can't you take us there?"

NPC: "I'm so sorry, I have to work now."

Gao Ye: "Let's go."

Everyone left happily, even Xiang Qiang's boring gourd was a little happy, and said with a smile: "There is another village in the shadow of the willow."

Dongfanghong said: "The surprise came too suddenly, I was so happy for a while, I couldn't bear it!"

Yi Qiubai: "I hope it will be a surprise rather than a shock."

Fatty: "Never mind him, let's talk about it after we go, I just want to change this shroud now, it will affect my fat man's image too much."

Takano looked up and down and said, "It fits well."

Fatty: "..."

Brother Ye, can you accumulate some virtue!

Everyone was chatting and laughing happily on the road, sweeping away the depression that came out of Zhongjia Village earlier, and full of longing for Rose Manor.

As the NPC said, after walking for more than ten minutes, a manor that looks like a fairy tale world came into view.

It is located by the lakeside, and its architectural style is like an ancient castle in a fairy tale. Surrounded by lush flowers, it looks romantic and beautiful.

Wu Yue said in surprise: "This is too wonderful!"

The rich floral fragrance permeates the surroundings, refreshing.

After a while, the maid from the manor trotted over, greeted people enthusiastically, and said in a friendly way: "The guests from afar have finally arrived, and our master has prepared a sumptuous dinner for the guests to enjoy."

Everyone couldn't help but shine their eyes, and they entered the Rose Manor under her leadership.

The entire manor is occupied by flourishing Rosaceae plants, some of which are woven into porches, and some grow docilely towards the balcony, looking vibrant and pleasing.

The owner of the manor is a kind-hearted old man. Although his hair is gray and his face is full of vicissitudes, he is in good spirits.

He called himself Mr. Y, and said frankly that he likes to be lively as an NPC, and he was very happy.

Everyone was surprised, because there are very few NPCs who are as straightforward as him, and players are not interested in paying attention to the living conditions of NPCs, just as NPCs don't care about the lives of players.

The long table in the dining room was filled with steaming and rich food, which completely stimulated everyone's senses.

Mr. Y happily said: "Everyone sit down and have dinner!"

People sat down.

At first they were still a little restrained, but after seeing Mr. Y's informality, they completely let go, and they all ate and wolfed down.

Mr. Y watched them sweep the table with a smile. Although he ate little, he drank a lot of wine and seemed really happy.

There were also people whose sanity was not eroded by food, and asked, "Mr. Y, can you reveal our mission for coming to Rose Manor?"

Mr. Y said solemnly: "At present, I have not received any tasks about you. Before the tasks are issued, everyone can relax as much as possible."

This is a half-truth.

Some people take it seriously, and some don't take it seriously. Now they just want to eat and drink enough. As for the task, let's put it aside, what should come will always come.

After the meal, everyone rested for a while, and each went to wash and change into clean clothes.

Wrapped in a bathrobe, Yi Qiubai stepped on the soft carpet with bare feet, opened the window, and the rich fragrance of roses filled the air.

He took a deep breath, not feeling bored at all, but rather refreshing.

The wide bed is extraordinarily soft, burying the whole person in it, and relaxing the whole body.

He likes this feeling, as if every pore is stretched out, extremely comfortable.

Night falls.

The guests slept soundly one after another, the servants in the manor finished their day's hard work, and the whole world fell into darkness.

Yet Mr. Y's work has only just begun.

It had been a long time since he was as happy as today, because the number of guests who could come from Zhongjia Village was very small in the past, but today there were 11 people!

Mr. Y couldn't hide his excitement.

He happily opened the secret door of the bedroom and walked in happily.

The world inside the secret door is occupied by hundreds of dolls, they are piled up in a haphazard manner, some are missing heads, some are missing arms.

In the eyes of Mr. Y, they are no longer fresh and can be burned.

Without any hesitation, those mutilated dolls were thrown into the fireplace by Mr. Y.

There was a tragic cry for help, and they struggled in pain, trying to escape from the burning fireplace, but were quickly thrown back in by Mr. Y.

The air smelled of burnt flesh.

Mr. Y took a deep breath and indulged in it.

He likes this smell, much better than the roses in the manor.

Putting on work clothes, paper-thin gloves and reading glasses, Mr. Y started to work.

Among the eleven guests who visited today, he likes Player 168 the most. His appearance fits his aesthetics. He has a delicate face, a slender figure, soft hair, and looks like a hamster with puffed cheeks, very cute.

It has been a long time since he met a player he likes.

He wanted to keep 168, and he started as a puppet for players.

In the early morning of the next day, the rooster crowed.

Players who spent the night safely woke up one after another, and the puppet made by Mr. Y has also been completed.

The shrunken version of Yi Qiubai sits obediently on Mr. Y's workbench. At first glance, it looks like a living thing, but if you look closely, you can find that it lacks a soul.

Mr. Y pinched the doll's face lovingly. He believed that it would be resurrected soon for him to play with.

At this moment, the real body of the puppet is still buried in the soft blanket, unwilling to wake up.

Yi Qiubai lay on his stomach like a bear, with messy hair and sleepy eyes.

The voices of Fatty and others came from downstairs. Although it was noisy, it was reassuring.

There was a knock on the door, and Yi Qiubai gave a painful "grunt" and rolled on the bed, ignoring it.

The one who knocked on the door kept going.

He got up annoyed and opened the door with a stinky face.

Gao Ye stood at the door, watching him get up angry.

But the line of sight quickly shifted to Yi Qiubai's collarbone, and further down, a small piece of spring light was exposed in the loose bathrobe, which made people daydream.

So fucking sexy!

Takano suppressed the urge to commit a crime, and said solemnly: "If something happened last night, are you planning to escape in a bathrobe?"

Yi Qiubai lowered his head to look at his own face, moved his feet, and said hesitantly, "Can't I let myself go like a fat man?"

Gao Ye suppressed a smile, and said with great interest: "Running naked?"

Yi Qiubai: "..."

Takano: "I'm really looking forward to it."

Yi Qiubai: "..."

Old rascal!

The door slammed to block Gao Ye from the outside, and Yi Qiubai quickly changed his clothes and washed his clothes, taking care of himself in just a few minutes.

Although the hair is a bit messy, but with that face, no matter how you look at it, it looks stylish.

The two went downstairs to have breakfast.

Mr. Y greeted them warmly, and the two responded politely.

After breakfast, people were free to move around. Everyone gathered to discuss the experience of last night. Nothing unusual happened, and they even had a good rest.

Someone questioned: "Is it true that as Mr. Y said, the task really hasn't been assigned yet?"

"Ghost knows, but according to the cheating nature of the system, there may be a big hole dug behind our backs waiting to bury us."

The magic stick said: "Everyone, don't be fooled by NPCs, we should look for clues or we have to look for clues."

The crowd nodded.

Upstairs, Mr. Y standing behind the curtain quietly observed the situation below, while the housekeeper beside him bowed his head.

After a long time, Mr. Y calmly said: "After I finish the work, I will leave here for a few days. You have to treat them well and meet any requirements, understand?"

"clear."

"Look, how about that player?"

The butler glanced secretly, "He is what the master likes."

Mr. Y: "I'm looking forward to having him by my side."

Steward: "I hope the master can keep him."

As if aware of being spied on, Yi Qiubai who was downstairs suddenly turned his head to look upstairs. Mr. Y and his housekeeper stood in front of the huge French windows, and they were talking about something.

Spotting Yi Qiubai's gaze, Mr. Y nodded to him in a very gentlemanly manner.

Yi Qiubai looked at him intently, and he didn't know if it was his illusion or something else, but he always felt that Mr. Y looked like... some kind of animal.

The author has something to say: Today is a short day. . .