Infinite Nerves [Infinity]

The grain store is at the east end of the village, and the cemetery is at the west end. It takes at least two hours to walk there.

At this time, the sun was past noon, Chen Yong frowned and said: "There is a serious shortage of time, probably only flour can be collected today."

Jia Mao heard the words and immediately said: "This is not acceptable, why don't we split up?"

Someone asked: "How to divide?"

Jia Mao said: "If we go to the cemetery together now and go back before sunset, we can't do anything. Why don't we divide into four routes, go to the cemetery to find ashes, go to the oil store to find butter, and go to the market all the way?" Ask the city for raisins, milk and eggs, and finally go all the way to the grocery store to buy baking paper. I guess these ingredients are also strange, and everyone will sort out all the tasks today, which will save time. "

A female gamer said: "Sounds reasonable, let's do it."

Jiang Chen asked, "Who is Beelzebub following?"

"Let him go to the cemetery." Jia Mao said, "After all, he gave clear instructions for the powdered ashes. Let's try to get it right once and let him supervise."

Hearing this, the female player turned around and discussed with several people in the team, and said, "Can we apply not to go to the cemetery? It's eerie, there are too many girls in our team."

"Of course it's no problem, then you go find raisins." Jia Mao said, then turned to Jiang Chen and said, "Mr. Commander's team is looking for butter, and the six friends who entered the book alone are looking for baking paper. Our team Take Beelzebub to the cemetery."

Peng Peng frowned and said, "Why do I feel it's unfair? The bone ashes are a known clue, everyone has come to this point together, and in the end it will be your team to complete it?"

Jia Mao immediately waved his hands when he heard the words, "I didn't mean that. I'm not a fool, and I will definitely give everyone extra points when assigning."

"It's hard to say." Zhong Liye pushed his glasses, and said in a cold voice, "What if the nerves only focus on consequences? Don't be too obvious about your greed."

"Why am I greedy for points?!" Jia Mao's eyes widened: "Don't talk nonsense. I think it's easier for people who want to dig new clues to get points. I'm giving you a good opportunity."

"At the same time, throw the unknown risk to others." Jiang Chen glanced at him, "It doesn't matter, just come here."

Qianwu has not said a word, since he went out in the morning, he has been observing Beelzebub.

The players who entered the game together this time are obviously much more advanced than the previous group, but their thinking still hasn't kept up with the nerve mechanism.

Just advancing the progress of the task will not get substantial bonus points, and the boss is the most worthy of attention in the copy.

But at this moment, Beelzebub supported his big head, eagerly wanting to follow to find the ashes, but at the same time trembling lightly when he heard the cemetery.

Qian Wu approached him, knelt down and said, "There is something I want to confirm with you."

Beelzebub tilted his head, "What?"

Qian Wu asked: "You said you forgot what you loved to eat besides people, and how you lost weight, right?"

"Well, I don't remember." Beelzebub sighed, "People in the village say that old men and women tend to forget things. I don't know why my memory is so bad."

"That's it." Qianwu smiled at him, rubbed his big head, and asked, "Then how old are you this year?"

"I am five years old." Beelzebub replied.

After the words fell, Jiang Chen who was standing beside him suddenly moved.

The woman said that Beelzebub died at the age of five.After coming back, I binge-eating for half a year before encountering advice from foreigners. The restraint period for changing my name is one year, and now there are still seven days until the end.

No matter how you count, the child is six and a half years old.

Qianwu looked as usual, "By the way, when you entered the village yesterday, you said you had no shadow. Now I am a little curious, why do you have no shadow?"

"Hmph." Beelzebub curled his lips in disgust, and muttered, "I knew you had to ask."

Qianwu looked at him with a smile.

Beelzebub muttered, "My mother said it's a strange disease, after eating scones, shadows will grow."

"That's it." Qianwu smiled and rubbed his head.

The players had already finished the division of labor under the auspices of Jia Mao. Qian Wu walked back into the crowd, his soft smile disappeared, and his brows were stern.

He looked at Jia Mao and said, "I have no objection if you want to take the route of the cemetery. But you can't take Beelzebub with you."

"Why!" Jia Mao was immediately displeased: "If the things I get don't suit my taste again, wouldn't I just waste the whole afternoon?"

Qianwu sighed: "My friend, I am doing it for your own good."

"I think you're only thinking about scoring points." Jia Mao narrowed his eyes viciously, "We all know that it's easier for talented people to score points, once you give them the opportunity to boost speed, the rest will come for nothing. You two are big figures outside, do you dare to show your talents for us to see?"

Qu Ying, who had been silent after being frightened, suddenly spoke, and said coldly: "Do players with high talents deserve to be boycotted? In the copy, the first thing is to survive, and then to get points. If the weak join forces to resist the strong who lead the team with righteousness , then everyone, don’t leave, you’ll all die here.”

Jia Mao sneered, "So you're indirectly admitting that your teammates are talented men?"

Peng Peng said angrily: "Don't give me shame, you bastard!"

Jia Mao continued to sneer and said, "If it's a confusing death dungeon, of course I worship the boss. But the process of this dungeon is very simple, the difficulty lies in the time limit. Of course, talents should be properly restrained."

Qianwu suddenly chuckled.

While smiling, he rolled up his shirt with his hands, a touch of poppy color was evident on his white and slender arms.

There was silence among the players for a while.

Chen Yong was shocked and said: "There was a little girl in the last one who was light pink, and we thought it was a color with strong sensitivity...Sorry."

Qianwu didn't respond, but looked at Jia Mao.

"You can take Beelzebub away." He said, "As a gifted person whom you hate deeply, I will give you an advice from your gifted intuition."

"Don't take him into the cemetery."

After splitting up, there were only five people left in the small team.

Peng Peng was still angrily cursing Jia Mao, while Qu Ying was in charge of smoothing his hair.

Zhong Liye asked: "Why don't you let Beelzebub go to the cemetery?"

Qian Wu said softly: "I guess, he doesn't know that he is a dead child."

"Huh?" Peng Peng, who was outputting crazily, almost flicked his tongue, and the topic turned abruptly, "How is it possible?!"

As he spoke, he imitated Beelzebub jumping up and down, and said indistinctly with his mouth wide open: "He did this when he walked and ate people. Could he not be beeping in his heart?"

"I'm not very sure." Qianwu said, "It just feels like his memory stops at the year he died, and his mother lied to him that he has no shadow just because of a strange disease."

"These are all the lies that the brat told us to confuse us." Zhong Liye said, "There are also differences between bosses. Tang Jianzhu killed people because he fell into a curse, but Beelzebub himself is a demon."

Qianwu nodded, "So I'm not sure, I just vaguely think he's afraid of hearing the word cemetery."

Qu Ying said softly, "He's still very afraid of his mother."

"It's not just because of fear." Qian Wu frowned, pressed his temples a moment later and said: "It seems that there is a little grievance of a child, and I can't explain it."

Jiang Chen said, "It's okay, let's inquire about butter first."

Probably the dungeon is deliberately difficult, each target store is either far apart, or the road is full of ponds, every trial and error means time cost.

Qianwu was about to break his leg when he walked, and his face was not very good-looking, so he finally saw the sign of the oil shop.

"The sun is going down, and I don't know if Jia Mao and the others can bring Beelzebub back on time." Peng Peng muttered, beating his calf.

Zhong Liye sighed, "This road is too terrible, the stones almost worn out the soles of my shoes."

Qian Wu stood beside him sullenly, Jiang Chen glanced sideways at him from the corner of his eye, and then the commander couldn't help but smiled softly.

Qian Wu glanced over, "What do you mean?"

Jiang Chen lowered his head to hide his smile, waved his hands and said: "It's nothing, I just think that your temper has improved a lot in the past three years."

Qian Wu snorted, "Out in the wilderness, do you want me to lose my temper against the air?"

The other three had already entered the oil shop, Jiang Chen lightly rubbed the pencil in his pocket, and said in a low voice, "It's not that you lose your temper. I just want to say that you didn't cry after walking for so long in the scorching heat. grown up."

Qianwu choked.

He turned his head and narrowed his black eyes dangerously at Jiang Chen.

"Jiang Shaoshuai has been in power for the past few years, and all the problems on his body have been cleaned up." Qian Wu raised his eyebrows lightly, "For example, cleanliness. After last night, I haven't seen you rushing to wash your hair."

Jiang Chen's face froze, his first reaction was that Beelzebub vomited on him yesterday, and subconsciously reached out to touch his hair.

However, as soon as he raised his hand, he saw Qianwu raised his eyebrows at him triumphantly, and the corners of his lips curled up with the joy of a child who succeeded in playing tricks on others.

Jiang Chen had no choice but to put down his hands again, and said helplessly, "Are you childish?"

"It was you who started it first." Qianwu laughed enough and returned to his aloofness, stepped into the threshold and said, "The one who flirts first is cheap."

In the narrow shop, Peng Peng is receiving a small enamel jar.

Qianwu raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, "You actually bought it?"

Qu Ying said, "This butter is different from what I imagined, but it is indeed called butter in this village. Buy it and try it."

Enamel jars hold semi-solidified meat lard.

The solidified layer on top is indeed yellow, and it looks a bit like butter at first glance.

Qian Wu immediately frowned and said, "Can this kind of thing be used to make English desserts?"

Sweet tooth lovers are viscerally dissatisfied.

Jiang Chen looked at him a little funny: "You can use ashes and powder to make dough, what's wrong with that? Go back first and ask the kid if he can accept it."

It was getting dark fast.On the way back, Peng Peng and Qu Ying were worried whether those people would be able to bring Beelzebub home in time.

After finally returning to the courtyard, before everyone entered the door, they heard the regular sound of heavy objects hitting the ground inside.

Qianwu pushed open the pitch-black door.The moonlight was shining on the courtyard, and the quiet courtyard was empty, and Beelzebub was jumping rope in the moonlight.

Sweat dripped from his big head, his black eyes were full of contentment, and his round face was flushed.

Tong, Tong, Tongtong, Tong, Tong Pengpeng breathed a sigh of relief, "Ah, so I came back in time, that's good... Where are they? Have you all gone back to your room to sleep?"

He walked in while talking, but as soon as he passed by Qianwu, Qianwu stretched out his hand to block him back.

"Don't move." Qianwu said seriously in a low voice.

Jiang Chen walked up to him solemnly, and together they looked at Beelzebub who was jumping rope crazily.

A whole row of buttons on the front of the jacket was undone, revealing a frighteningly swollen belly, shaking up and down as he skipped rope.

Beelzebub stumbled suddenly, stopped, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He turned his head and saw the person at the door, and grinned, "Finally someone came back to accompany me—"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a hiccup.

"belch!"

Qianwu: "..."

Jiang Chen: "..."

Beelzebub rubbed his huge belly, let it out to the air for two seconds, and then stretched his neck.

"belch!"

"belch!!"

The child hiccupped so tired that he wanted to cry, gritted his teeth angrily, turned his head, and started jumping up the rope again.

Peng Peng murmured: "He won't give all three of them..."

"Ah."

Qianwu's face was numb, and he said softly: "It seems that the consequences are more serious than imagined."

Jiang Chen sneered, looking at the kid who was swinging the rope desperately.

"Look at the support for the child."