Krypton Life Game [Unlimited]

In the secret room, Song Ci and Tang Si finally opened the door and got the fourth plaque with the word 'Wen' written on it.

Duan, Xi, Mu, Wen, Song Ci fiddled with the four signs in his palm twice, and finally put them away in disappointment.Such a thing as one-time success really wouldn't happen to a person like him who has exhausted his European energy.

With his right hand tucked helplessly around his crotch twice, Song Ci suddenly remembered that he was wearing a skirt now!

He had no choice but to pass the pile of signs to Tang Si, blinking his eyes in a 'lively and charming' way, "Please help me put them away, I don't have a pocket."

"Your eyes are uncomfortable?" Cramp?

"This is my character design, lively~splash~" Song Ci's accent was pressed on the last two words, the corners of his lips curled up into a perfect smirk arc, and he held the golden tassel that was swaying with a 'dignified' posture.

Tang Si: ……………

When the pile of signs was transferred to Tang Si's hands, they immediately became smaller visually, and he slipped them into the pocket of the windbreaker.

Song Ci stared at his handsome body in a smoggy blue windbreaker, and belatedly raised her eyebrows, "Why don't you need to change?"

"Probably, don't have my size?" Tang Si blocked Song Ci's plan to change her back with one sentence.With this set of things on his body, it's okay to say anything else, the shoe Tang Si definitely can't squeeze in.

Outside the 'Golden House' is a quaint style hall.

Beautiful silk curtains, gorgeous mica lacquered screens, thick and solid curved-foot tables, and the main hall in front of it is dominated by solemn black and red tones, which has the charm of the Qin and Han Dynasties.

Amidst the melodious sound of bells and chimes, incense curled up, and several maids in knee-length deep coats were carrying trays back and forth between the huge columns that two people could hardly hug. It's like everyone is alive.

There were already a dozen or so scattered people standing beside a column in the main hall, most of whom were dressed in ancient women's clothes with cloudy temples and high buns, which made Song Ci feel a little more balanced.It turns out that everyone needs to get into the 'role'.

Among them was a boy holding a doll bear, about eight or nine years old, who had not disguised himself like Tang Si.

His denim outfit is obviously out of tune with the surrounding environment, and he looks like a strange alien.However, the servants and maids turned a blind eye and went about their work calmly, as if they didn't notice anything unusual about him.

This made the hall in front of him reveal an even more strange atmosphere.

[Remaining quota for the banquet, two people. 】

As soon as Song Ci and Tang Si stepped out, the broadcast of the electronic sound came out like a shadow.Hearing the announcement, Song Ci was a little confused, and then realized that Tang Si who didn't change his costume didn't take up the quota.Does this mean that only one person can participate in the team?

"Hi, everyone." Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Song Ci pretended to be calm and raised his hands, and greeted with a 'dignified' smile.

"Didn't you say that you are the best plastic surgeon? A knife is five hundred dollars?" Standing beside the column was a man with a Chinese character face, wearing a wine-red chest-length skirt in a nondescript way, provocative to the man wearing gold-rimmed glasses. Half teasing, "How much does it cost to be like the two of them?"

Plastic surgeon?Song Ci heard the reputation and looked over, and sure enough, he saw a familiar face.

The blond hair in small braids was tightly covered by a high-knot wig, and she was wearing a double-breasted straight-collar jacket with a luxurious gold thread sewn in the middle. It seemed that she was also playing the role of a woman from the upper class.

He leaned sideways on the pillar, and was slowly manicuring his nails with the shiny silver scalpel. He turned his head when he heard the words of the Chinese character face, and found that it was Song Ci and Tang Si, who didn't act too hot and eye-catching. He raised his eyebrows as a greeting.

"The shorter one million." The little braid flicked the lock of hair hanging from his left forehead.The lines of his facial features were originally relatively soft, but unfortunately the unsuitable pair of gold-rimmed glasses was too dramatic.Of course, compared to the square face with a beard, he is already considered a beauty.

Song Ci:? ? ?

"Where's the tall one." With a square face, he tugged on his chest-length skirt that was about to fall off his chest, and asked the little braid, as if trying to embarrass him.

"That top-notch handsomeness, I really can't do it." The little braid looked at the manicured nails with satisfaction, and shrugged calmly, "But if I have a face like yours, I can make an exception, 100 yuan is fine. And there is no US dollar, Huaguo currency.”

Chinese character face: ……………

Did he beat around the bush and get called 'cheesy'?

Song Ci expressed extreme disapproval of the little pigtail's words, dimpled with contempt, how could Tang Si's face be top-notch?You have never seen the face of a really top handsome guy!

As the center of the topic, Tang Si turned a blind eye to the stares and shadows around him, leisurely turning the golden badge between his fingers, and looked at the environment of the hall calmly.

"Didn't you say that women have to wear men's clothing?" A boy in a peach red cheongsam with tear moles in the corners of his eyes turned out from behind the pillar, staring at Song Ci puzzled.

"I'm a man." The black line on Song Ci's forehead popped up.

male?The tearful man was shocked.

Song Ci generously patted her triple collar on her chest, ready to pull it off, "Come on, do you want to have it checked?"

The man with a tear mole was so frightened that he quickly turned his head and looked away.

His flustered appearance made Song Ci extremely happy, but before he could laugh out loud, the electronic sound and light screen jumped out like a nightmare.

[Character OOC, does not meet the keyword, 'dignified'.

Dishonored in front of others, five points will be deducted.The penalty points will be doubled next time. 】

This is also buckled, and I didn't really pull it off.Song Ci scratched his collar depressedly.

"The neckline is open." Tang Si's voice suddenly came from the side.

opened?Song Ci looked down, and found that because of the crisp neckline material, the innermost white underwear had indeed opened up a long and narrow opening because of his previous actions.However, it is not very obvious from the front, only Tang Si on his right can see the 'profound' from a relatively high angle of view.

"Don't look at evil." Song Ci flattened his collar and tightened his belt.When will your obsessive-compulsive disorder be corrected?

"I don't even have abs, and there's nothing to look at." Tang Si said coolly, the golden badge was leisurely flying up and down between his fingers.

"Who said no, I have a good one, but they are united and forge ahead, and don't engage in individual heroism." Song Ci patted her amicable 'abdominal muscles' through the fastened belt unconvinced.

Tang Si: ……………

"Newcomers to the group, hurry up and introduce yourself first." This time it was a skinny young man wearing black-rimmed glasses. He was wearing a half-armed green shirt with a round collar and double breasted, with a bow floating on his chest. His style looked like It is the clothes of the early Tang Dynasty.

The round-faced fat man standing next to him was also wearing a similar style. The two stood shoulder to shoulder very close, and they seemed to know each other.

"Come on, fourth from last and fifth from last, you still want to get someone else's trick?" The shortest boy in modern clothes in the crowd raised his chin with disdain.He had a half-sized brown teddy bear hooked in his arms, and because of his height, the bear's feet had already dropped to the ground.

Being exposed by the blunt words, the bespectacled boy pushed the frame of the glasses with some embarrassment.Song Ci got a piece of information during this short conversation. These two young men were the ones who took up the eighth and ninth places just now.

[Remaining quota for the banquet, one person] The announcement should sound again.

"Hey, boy, let me go." A middle-aged man in a flag suit walked out of the room directly in front of him, and pushed his face with Chinese characters with his back turned.

"What are you doing?" Guozi's face suddenly became sullen.

"Good dogs don't get in the way." The man moved his neck and looked around. His well-developed deltoid and biceps were about to emerge, almost tearing the rotator cuffs of his clothes. "Do you have any task reminders?"

[Character OOC, does not meet the keyword, 'weak', warn once.

From next time onwards, points will be deducted. 】

[Character OOC, does not meet the keyword, 'weak'.

If you fight fiercely, five points will be deducted.The penalty points will be doubled next time. 】

The electronic sounds rang out one after another without stopping, and the man in the flag costume received two 'yellow' cards directly, and suddenly became a little misfired.

The Chinese-character face still stuck his neck, and he looked at the man in the flag suit bitterly. He pulled him away like a young peacemaker with a tear mole, and kindly answered the words to ease the atmosphere. He pointed to the 'skylight' that was at least ten meters high, "It's already Known condition [-], this place is safe for the time being, those attendants did not attack people, and did not find any mechanism that would hurt people. Known condition [-], this is a large secret room, after the system closed the door for us, there was only a door that could not climb up windows."

The so-called skylights are the two square openings on the top of the main hall, through which one can see the sky full of stars.

Although there are a few thick supporting pillars in the main hall, they are all very far away from the 'skylight', and they want to go out through the gap of the skylight, unless some of them are gifted, for example, they can fly.

Song Ci, who was fiddling with the four-color ribbon on the outside of his belt, also raised his head. After opening the door on the floor, this time it opened on the ceiling?

The man in the banner suit looked up at the skylight and fell silent.

"Are you sure there is no door?" He asked.

The Chinese character face immediately ran out, "Why don't you look for it again?"

The man in the banner glared at him, and angrily walked to the side to find the door.

Song Ci looked around and saw no other familiar faces.

There are two secret rooms, and I don't know what's going on with Zhang Chi.Song Ci couldn't help being a little worried.

He counted, and now there are a total of thirteen people standing in the arena, that is to say, the short boy holding the bear should be someone's partner just like Tang Si.However, it is not clear who it is.

At the end of the countdown with 5 minutes left, the No. 12 players who cracked the secret room appeared.It was an uncle with a white kerchief on his head, and his bald forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

[Remaining seats for the banquet, zero.Task [-] ends here. 】

Following the announcement of the electronic sound, screams suddenly came from many corners around.

Everyone present froze for a while. The voice should be that those players who were still trapped in the previous room were forcibly eliminated.

The shrill cry overwhelmed the surrounding bells and chimes, and echoed in the hall, making people's scalps go numb.

"Damn, with the voice, the expressions of these maids are simply terrifying." The young man with a tear mole folded his arms and shivered.

The broadcast of the electronic sound was not affected by the screams at all, [The banquet is about to begin, all players are requested to sit in the banquet area in advance. 】

"Where is the banquet area?" Uncle Baipa who came out last asked blankly while wiping his sweat.

The little braid pointed to the center of the hall, "I guess, it should refer to the seats in front."

Although the hall was bustling with people, if you carefully observe the active maids and servants, you will find that their trajectories are surprisingly consistent. They serve the area in the middle when serving tea and food.

There were two rows of curved-foot desks neatly arranged, with animal skin mats, facing each other across the aisle.If you add the domineering and much larger animal foot table on the left step, it will be in the shape of '匚'.

And those Quzu cases, the number is not too many, exactly twelve, which is equal to their number of 'players'.

To go or not to go?

Everyone was still hesitatingly exchanging glances, but the little braid had already walked over first.

There are six short desks lined up near them.

He chose the second short table on the left, and sat down without any scruples.

"Hey? You just sat there so casually?" the young man with tear mole shouted to Xiao Zhuizi, what if the system dug a hole again?

The little pigtail sitting on the fur mat shrugged indifferently, "Why, I'll give it a knock before sitting down again?"

Youth with tear mole: ……………

While they were talking, Song Ci also walked to the back of the short table closest to him, and sat down impatiently.

That position is only two seats away from Xiao Zhuizi, which is the fifth table.

The little braid looked at him appreciatively, "I don't see how adventurous you are!"

Song Ci supported the animal fur mat with one hand, and supported the heavy wig tiredly, "Standing is too tiring."

This outfit was so heavy that it almost crushed him to death.

Little Braid: ………

Are you just plain lazy?

The group of people were still lingering and refused to come over. After checking the collar, Song Ci asked casually while straightening the hem of the sleeves, "Excuse me, is the role you are playing Li Qingzhao?"

The little braid froze, "How did you see that?"

"At first try the golden thread seam on the jacket, the mountain pillow is slanted, and the pillow damages the hairpin and the phoenix." Song Ci pointedly glanced at the Song Dynasty-style jacket with luxurious gold thread on the little braid and the phoenix hairpin on the head. , "The clothes on your body should all come from Li Qingzhao's "Butterfly Love Flower·Warm Rain, Sunny Wind and First Breaking Freeze". Moreover, you have a cautious personality. 'Adventure' is not your personality, it should be the person who plays the role." It is said that Li Qingzhao is a talented woman who is very good at drinking and gambling, so she should have similar bold and adventurous qualities, so I guess the role you play may be her."

Little Braid: ……………

Are you a monster?all hit!

Seeing that the two of them were seated, the tear mole young man hesitated, and the third one walked to the banquet area. He looked around, and finally chose the fifth table in the row across the aisle, across the aisle from Song Ci's.

The three of them sat down. Seeing that nothing happened, the rest of them looked at me and I looked at you. After a few seconds of stalemate, they walked over one after another and began to choose their seats.

Song Ci silently observed the players around him.

At the sixth table on the right hand side came a gentle man. The man chose a red tunic shirt skirt, covered with a light yellow shirt with large sleeves that was as thin as a cicada's wing and was almost completely transparent, revealing his entire arm, making Song Ci couldn't help but wonder if he had a sullen personality.

Song Ci's left hand was the only 'man' in the audience.

The girl had her hair in a high bun and was wearing a black net scarf. Her delicate eyebrows were raised slightly by the high bun. She was wearing a bright red unicorn pattern suit in the typical Ming Dynasty style, her collar was ironed, and her waist was tightly bound. , looks heroic and pleasing to the eye.

For a moment, Song Ci very much hoped that she would change places with the man in the flag suit who was diagonally opposite, who looked really hot-eyed.

Between the girl and the braid, sat a taciturn muscular man, wearing a purple and yellow skirt suit. Compared with the gold thread seams of the braid, the clothing style was extremely simple and low-key.

The uncle with a white handkerchief who came out last sat on the short table on the left hand of the little pigtail closest to the main table.

The seat on the opposite row closest to the main table was occupied by a young man with glasses, and a fat man with a round face sat next to him behind the second short table.

The third place is the man in the banner suit. Between him and the man with the tear mole sits a middle-aged man with a melancholy face, wearing a straight train with geometric patterns.Most of the players seated were like Song Ci, looking left and right, looking around, but this man with a melancholy face didn't look at anyone, just hung his head at the table in a daze.

The last short case on the opposite side is a Chinese character face in a chest-length skirt.He was tugging at the man with the tear mole, whispering something.

Tang Si patrolled around the hall, and the little boy dragging the bear followed suit like a grown-up, following him around in a circle.

When the two walked back to the banquet area, the twelve seats were already full.

Tang Si stood beside Song Ci, while the little boy walked slowly behind the little braid, and sat down on his own.

Song Ci didn't expect that he was Xiao Zhuizi's 'partner'.

The little pigtail narrowed his eyes slightly, and raised his chin towards Song Ci, how is it, finally something you didn't guess?

Song Ci: ……………

Estimated that the time was almost up, Song Ci tugged at the hem of Tang Si's windbreaker, and motioned him to sit down with him. The so-called night banquet, I don't know what will happen, so it's better to wait and see.

The round-faced fat man on the opposite side suddenly said in horror, "Look, those maids..."

Song Ci turned her head in the direction of his line of sight, and saw a row of maids rushing in, facing the wall, and disappeared like ghosts!

The music stopped at some point, and those servants and maids were about to disappear into the wall.

In the entire hall, only fourteen of them remained.

Quiet and eerie.

"I knew it, there must be a secret door!" The man in the banner was overjoyed, got up immediately, and rushed towards the wall where the maid disappeared.

"Bang!" His body did not pass through the wall like the maid did, but hit the wall firmly, making a dull sound.

"Damn, hell!" The man in the banner who fell to the ground covered his nose and cursed angrily.

Crowd: ………………

"Da da da……"

Amidst the chattering and cursing of the man in the banner, a clear voice came from the top of the main hall, from far to near, unhurried.

Everyone looked up at the two skylights on the roof in astonishment. It sounded like footsteps?

Something is coming down from the roof?

Everyone suddenly became tense.The only vacant seat in the banquet area is the main seat, and the one who will appear soon should be the host of the banquet.

Next to the skylight, there is a lacquer-carved red dragon with scales and claws, looking down at the hall with a fierce look, with a lifelike expression.Song Ci looked up at it, wondering if it was his own illusion, the dragon's beard seemed to tremble amidst the curse of the man in the banner costume?

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This afternoon or evening, the holiday will begin. I wish you all a happy holiday in advance (*^▽^*)

The character design of the mini theater cannot be collapsed

On a certain evening after a long time, when Tang Si was doing push-ups, Song Ci sat cross-legged on his back with a fruit plate to give him extra weight.

While eating fruit, Song Ci couldn't help sneaking a handful of the opponent's eight-pack abs enviously.One left, one right, never tired of it.

Tang Si, who was raped one after another, had a calm expression: Like it?

Song Ci nodded, of course he liked it.

Tang Si: Shall I help you practice too?

Song Ci immediately refused with righteous words: That won't work, my abs can't be collapsed. (It's fine if you like to touch your dick, exercise or something, it's definitely not done by people.)

Tang Si dragged the troublemaker to his body: Don't worry, you won't be tired.

Song Ci: ……………

The follow-up result was that Song didn't get up the next day.

In the follow-up follow-up, due to Tang's soft-heartedness, Song Ci's abdominal muscles have always adhered to the character design of unity and cooperation, and did not become individual heroism.