The copy boss fell in love with me again [unlimited]

When Bai Ling saw Shen Qingyue, she immediately forgot about Han Ziyu who spoke strangely.

Shen Qingyue was lying on the bed right now, still wearing bloody clothes, and her face was a little pale.

Bai Ling was worried, and immediately went into the bedroom, "Are you okay?"

Shen Qingyue was stunned for a moment, and her eyes on Bai Ling became softer. "I'm fine, don't worry, as long as I come out of the dungeon, I'll be fine."

She looked at Bai Ling's wrist. "Are you already an official player?"

"En." Bai Ling lowered her head.

Shen Qingyue: "You can play dungeons with us in the future."

Bai Ling lowered her eyes, but she still couldn't accept it, "...Why did we choose to come here?"

Shen Qingyue looked at Bai Ling with some distress, and patted his head. "I don't know either. But since we're here, we can only accept this reality and find a way to get out."

"Every six months, the top ten of the leaderboard can enter a special copy called the final game, and they can leave here after coming out of that copy."

"It's just that there is only more than one month left before the next time limit. In order to get points, everyone has been downloading dungeons." Shen Qingyue taught Bai Ling to click on his panel.

Bai Ling saw that the top ten in the standings now have at least 1 points.

When he saw that number, he felt a chill in his heart.

One month, [-] points, sounds too far away.

"I only have three hundred points now..."

Han Ziyu leaned against the door and said ruthlessly. "It's worse than that, you need points for food and clothing."

Bai Ling opened the system mall again, and after Shen Qingyue's explanation, she understood that there are no cheap options here.

All the set meals are like the products of five-star restaurants, and the prices are similar, generally requiring 20 points.

Living in this luxurious room also requires 40 points a day. Generally, eating and lodging will cost 100 points a day.

Three days, 300 points, is obviously a well-planned subsistence allowance.

If a person didn't get extra points in the dungeon, he could only survive these three days, and he couldn't save points at all.

Bai Ling resolutely tried to sort the things in the mall by the cheapest, but what came out was like bags of diamonds, piles of gold bars, and hundreds of millions of banknotes. Become a billionaire in an instant, but it's useless if you don't take it out.

They are specially priced at an exceptionally low price, all of which only cost one point.

At first glance, this seems to be a benefit given by the game, but the problem is that few people can get out of here alive.

This extraordinarily low price immediately changed its taste, as if the game was playing a nasty joke on all the ordinary people who were forced to come in.

Bai Ling now knows why Qi Man said that money is the least valuable thing in a hotel.And Qi Man is dead.

Bai Ling bit her lip, "Then how can I save points?"

"It's mainly to accumulate viewers during the live broadcast. Occasionally, there will be additional rewards in the dungeon, but that is rare."

Bai Ling nodded.That's right, he still has extra rewards that he hasn't claimed yet.I don't know how many rewards the system has not yet calculated for him.

"Although it is unlikely, we still hope to enter the top ten before the deadline," Shen Qingyue said.

No one wants to stay here for another half a year, mainly because... basically no one can guarantee that they can live that long.

"Tomorrow, you'd better start downloading copies."

Bai Ling lowered her head and didn't speak.

Shen Qingyue knew that Bai Ling hadn't recovered from the dungeon just now.When she came out of the dungeon for the first time, she didn't want to go in again.

She opened her arms to hug Bai Ling, patted Bai Ling's back, comforted him for a while, and then asked him to take a bath and rest. "It's okay. Let's talk about the copy tomorrow."

Bai Ling nodded.

Shen Qingyue was able to stand up after lying down for a while, she took Bai Ling to look around the room, and said: "There just happens to be an empty bedroom here, you can live in it."

After Bai Ling went in, she found that although the room was large and clean, there were some other people's things in the closet.

Shen Qingyue said: "It's okay, you can take out his things."

"Did the last person live?"

Han Ziyu leaned against the door frame, put his arms around his chest, and calmly interjected, "He's dead."

Bai Ling flinched immediately.

Shen Qingyue gave Han Ziyu a reproachful look.

Han Ziyu raised his eyebrows, "Did I say something wrong?"

Shen Qingyue sighed, changed the subject and said to Bai Ling: "It was midnight when you entered the dungeon, do you want to sleep?"

Bai Ling nodded, then touched her stomach hesitantly, "But I'm hungry."

Shen Qingyue asked him what he wanted to eat, and then ordered for him on her light screen.

This time, when she settled the dungeon, nearly 4000 people watched her live broadcast and exchanged for 400 points.

This kind of audience was something she had never had before, and it was inseparable from Bai Ling. She planned to provide Bai Ling with food during this time.

Shen Qingyue felt that Bai Ling had the hope of quickly gaining a name on the standings.

After she finished ordering, there was a mechanical sound without ups and downs in the room, "The meal you ordered has been delivered, I wish you a happy meal."

At the same time, the doorbell rang.

Bai Ling poked her head out in the room, a little afraid to go over.

Fortunately, Han Ziyu had already opened the door, took the plate from the robot outside, and helped Bai Ling put the plate on the table.

"Thank you..." Bai Ling quickly sat down, took a bite carefully, then raised her eyebrows in surprise, and immediately took another bite.

The food was very delicious, as if it was copied directly from the Michelin chef's restaurant by some unknown method.

After tasting delicious food, Bai Ling finally showed a faint smile after experiencing too much this night, somewhat recovering from the horror of the first dungeon.

Han Ziyu watched Bai Ling eating quietly, then walked into Shen Qingyue's room and closed the door.

"You really want to team up with him?"

"It's us who want to form a team with him." Shen Qingyue took out a new set of clothes from the cabinet, and took off the bloody coat.Her arms are covered with newly grown skin, which is still pink, which is obviously different from the previous one.

She glanced down and was used to it. "Download with him in your next copy."

"I don't want to team up with others." Han Ziyu frowned, paused, and then said, "Bai Ling doesn't need us either."

"Don't look at him as if he is very affectionate and dependent on you, he is like this to everyone." Han Ziyu said, his tone became sour again. "No matter how nice you are to him, he will forget you as soon as he turns around. If I hadn't gone, he would have formed a team with someone else."

Shen Qingyue stopped what she was doing, and looked at her brother probingly for a while. "You do know Bai Ling, right?"

Han Ziyu looked away, "Schoolmate, I don't know him at all."

"You're very impressed with him."

"He looks like that, who doesn't have a deep impression on him?"

"You were actually very afraid of seeing him die in front of you, so you alienated him from the beginning."

"what?"

Shen Qingyue was stunned. "You ever liked him?"

Han Ziyu frowned, "Nonsense!"

He took a few steps back, as if he wanted to cover himself firmly with a shield, "You, don't analyze people randomly, okay?"

Shen Qingyue smiled. "Sorry. Occupational disease."

Han Ziyu's chest rose and fell, but he changed the subject, "How on earth did you manage to take you out of that dungeon?"

"I don't know either." Shen Qingyue's face became serious.

Thinking of the deep darkness, she still felt creepy again.

"There seems to be a mysterious and terrifying creature in that space. Bai Ling just sensed his existence and had contact with him. The system judged that they had obtained enough information and opened the hotel's entrance."

Han Ziyu raised his eyebrows. "that's all?"

"Yes. But this proves that even 'Nightmare Hotel' doesn't know much about that creature."

"Why do you think a terrifying organization like 'Nightmare Hotel' knows nothing about a creature if it wants to know about it?"

"If it's not that the creature is too good at hiding itself, it could only be because that creature is stronger than the organization 'Nightmare Hotel'."

Han Ziyu stopped talking.

Shen Qingyue was also silent for a while.Since entering the Nightmare Hotel.She had to admit it.The position of human beings in this universe is weaker than they thought.

She could feel that the creature in that dungeon was not malicious to them, and all the people who died in this space died because of their own fear and fantasy.

But this kind of lack of malice does not stem from kindness, but because of the great difference in power.That horrible creature generally doesn't care, or notice, the presence of humans at all.

But for some reason, he noticed Bai Ling.

Han Ziyu frowned, "What do you mean... Do you think that creature may appear next to Bai Ling again?"

After Bai Ling finished her meal, she entered the empty room, tidied up briefly, and then went to take a shower.

The bathroom attached to this room is also very luxurious.The bathtub is like a small swimming pool, and even has its own massage function.

Bai Ling drowsily soaked in the hot water for a while, her face turned red and she felt a little sleepy, so she left the bathroom.

When he went out, he saw himself in the mirror, but suddenly became a little more sober. He took a few steps forward, and his whole body was almost stuck on the mirror.

The young boy's skin was pale and rosy after taking a bath, as if water could be squeezed out, and the slightly damp hair was still stuck to his face, making his facial features more delicate and delicate.However, a tear mole under the eye made his originally pure and clean temperament a bit fragile.

Bai Ling frowned, touched the left eye, there was still a little red inside, but basically recovered.

But it's strange, there was no tear mole before.

Bai Ling rubbed under her eyes, but she didn't feel any pain, it was just an ordinary tear mole.

He was puzzled, why did the tear mole suddenly appear?

But Bai Ling didn't think too much about it.

He walked into the room wearing a bath towel, hesitated for a while, inexplicably cast a shadow over his original pajamas, and instead changed into a new bathrobe provided by the hotel.

Because he couldn't wear pajamas all the time, he bought a set of clothes and shoes in the system mall, and soon became very sleepy, and got into the soft big bed.

The system's voice sounded again, "Are you ready to fall asleep?"

Bai Ling was startled by the sudden mechanical sound in the room, "Yes, yes."

"Your clothes will be delivered tomorrow morning. The brightness of the room has been adjusted for you." The scenery outside the "window" has automatically turned into night, and the lights in the room have also been dimmed. "Do you need to adjust the softness and high?"

Bai Ling felt that the bed was already very comfortable, "No need..."

"I wish you a sweet dream." The mechanical voice said without ups and downs.

"Thank you..." Bai Ling breathed a sigh of relief, pulled away the quilt and shrank herself inside, hugged the pillow, and quickly fell asleep.

Unfortunately, Bai Ling had a nightmare.

He dreamed of the time when he was touched in the eye by that ghost in the Darklands.

When the incident happened, Bai Ling's mind went blank. Even now, he can't recall what he saw at the time, and if he had to think about it, he would feel dizzy.

But at this time in the dream, Bai Ling's mind automatically processed the situation at that time into a picture that the human brain can understand.

This time, Bai Ling clearly saw a pair of vertical pupils of different colors in the other world.

And those eyes were looking at him.

The left eye of this different pupil is like freshly dripping blood, crazy and hot, but the right eye is like ice frozen for thousands of years, without any emotion.