Please Stop Pretending To Be a Cute Newcomer!

three days later.

"Woo~woo~" The roar of the train entering the station brought back the thoughts of the players.

The 19 players withdrew their gazes from looking at each other and raised their heads unanimously.

Fengshan South Station.

This is a somewhat old station. The four golden characters of "Fengshan South Station" on the top have faded and turned black after years of wind and rain, and are covered with rust spots.

The afterglow of the setting sun was cut and fragmented by the backs of the players, and projected mottledly on the ground. The gate of the station was tall and large, and there was a sense of uninhabited silence inside.

Shen Qingcheng and Lu Qi were mixed among the 17 players, and like the others, each took out a terminal to check the detailed information of the dungeon.

[Welcome to the horror game, here is the copy of "Death Route"]

[Please take the "Harmony" train to the terminal "Tu Wenshan", and those who arrive successfully will be deemed as customs clearance]

[This dungeon is a special dungeon, the number of players participating in customs clearance is not limited]

[Limited time: 7 days (those who exceed the time limit will be deemed as customs clearance failure)]

[Please play the game seriously and try to survive]

special copy.

Shen Qingcheng was exposed to the concept of special dungeon for the first time.

There is no limit to the number of participants, and the customs clearance method can only be to successfully reach the terminal Tu Wenshan, and the customs clearance method of surviving until the end of the copy time is cancelled.

It feels a bit novel, this novelty is the same as when he entered the instance and found a bunch of players standing around him.

He and Lu Qi are a little far away, separated by a few players.

Shen Qingcheng did not hurry over.

There were quite a few players this time, 10 men and 8 women, mostly young and middle-aged, and he couldn't identify the gender of the last player.

Because the No.19 player is a baby, being held in the arms of a female player nervously.

The female player held the child and wandered away from the crowd. She lowered her head and softly coaxed the child, very low-key.

Most of the other players looked at the female player with unfriendly eyes, but they were not hostile either.

In their minds, these are two useless people who can only hold back.

Shen Qingcheng also noticed that the luggage size of each player is different.

There are a lot of bulging big woven pockets, and there is only a small shriveled backpack on the back.

He glanced at his feet, not too big or too small, it was a medium-sized suitcase.

At this time, the players who finished reading the dungeon information began to discuss loudly or quietly.

"Special dungeon? Does anyone know what a special dungeon is? Is it particularly difficult?"

"Look at the time limit for yourself, 7 days, do you think the difficulty is too high!"

"This damn game doesn't allow people to survive at all. I have only finished a few dungeons with medium and low difficulty. How can I match this regional difficulty!"

"Stop arguing, the special copy is not as scary as everyone thinks, I encountered it once before, it just limited the way to clear the level."

"Then what you met was also 7 days?"

"No, it's half a month."

"Then what are you talking about, I haven't completed 5 dungeons in total, so I'm considered a rookie. Wouldn't it be scary for a rookie to match this level of difficulty?"

Anyone who has not completed 5 dungeons is considered a rookie?

Shen Qingcheng thought about himself, the first dungeon was B, the second dungeon was A, and the third dungeon is the current dungeon, it seems to be S+?

???

The case was solved, and the dog game was aimed at him, a real hammer!

The buff is sealed and the difficulty is increased. Is it my own strength that is too high?

Shen Qingcheng gritted his teeth with hatred.

Some players who were too lazy to participate in the discussion picked up their luggage and left. Seeing this, the players finally stopped arguing and each picked up their luggage and entered the station.

The dungeon information says that you can only pass the customs by taking the "Harmony" to the end point. What if you miss it.

Among them was a player with the most luggage. There were two oversized woven bags by his feet. He dragged them along with a grunt, and he was exhausted before walking a few steps.

The player who saw that he was about to fall to the bottom was sweating profusely. In this kind of horror game, breaking away from the main force often means danger.

In desperation, he opened the two bags and took a look.

From where Shen Qingcheng was standing, he couldn't see what was inside. He only saw this new player who said before that he "haven't completed 5 dungeons in total" decisively dropped a bag, dragged another and ran away like flying.

He raised his foot to the open bag and looked inside, but it turned out to be a bag of bricks.

"Hey, your luggage has been dropped!" he yelled.

The player's voice came from a distance, "You want to send you!" Then he cursed in a low voice, "Whoever wants it is an idiot."

Shen Qingcheng raised his eyebrows.

The players who were originally interested in this bag of luggage heard the last sentence "stupid", so they had to pass by with a stiff face and pretended to be nonchalant. The remaining few who were not affected saw the bricks inside and hurried away.

For a moment, only Shen Qingcheng and Lu Qi were left outside Fengshan South Station.

Lu Qi walked to the side of the woven bag, and Shen Qingcheng asked him, "Do you want to move bricks, my friend?"

Lu Qi who saw the contents of the bag clearly: "..."

He didn't answer, and directly changed the hand of the suitcase, holding the strap of the woven bag with the free hand.

Shen Qingcheng grabbed the man's arm, "I'm asking a question, not an imperative sentence. I mean, will the luggage have any other special uses?"

Lu Qi: "Maybe."

Shen Qingcheng: "Have you experienced it?"

Lu Qi: "No."

Shen Qingcheng understood, and reached out to grab the strap of the woven bag.

The two walked into the station with luggage in one hand and belt in the other.

The facilities inside the station have a sense of age. Most of the chairs in the waiting room are painted, and the signs are hung above the head by two rusty wires.

Trains go left, coaches go right.

They walked to the left according to the signs, and they had to go down a long staircase to the train station platform. Standing on it, they could already see many players waiting by the platform.

The train has pulled into the station, but the doors are still closed.

The vermilion iron train quietly stopped on the same vermilion track, and there were dark brown rust marks under the fallen paint.

Shen Qingcheng watched the train not move, "Lu Qi, what do you think the color of the train looks like?"

Lu Qi: "Blood."

Shen Qingcheng almost wanted to applaud Lu Qi, look at this tacit understanding, look at this hero's like-minded vision!

It's a pity that he didn't have any free hands, so he could only smile brighter.

"The vermilion is fresh blood, and the dark brown is dried blood."

After finishing speaking, Shen Qingcheng had a problem with how to move the bag of bricks down.

A brick in a woven pocket is easy to drag on the ground, but not easy to move down the stairs, especially the stairs are very long.

Finally Lu Qi said: "You take the luggage."

Shen Qingcheng wanted to switch with Lu Qi, he still had a very clear position on himself, he had to look like he was hugging his thigh.

But the fact is that he couldn't lift the bag of bricks at all, but Lu Qi was able to lift it without changing his expression.

OK.

Shen Qingcheng picked up their luggage and quickly went downstairs.

He wanted to quickly take the things down and go back to help Lu Qi carry it, so that Lu Qi could relax.

Finally, Shen Qingcheng arrived at the platform after going down the stairs, and the voices of the players communicating on the platform were faint.

He put down his luggage and looked up.

This is an open-air platform, the train is outside and the platform is indoors.

It was getting darker and darker outside, and the speed was abnormally fast, but the light source on the roof was not turned on.

Shen Qingcheng didn't know what would happen when the sky completely darkened, so he turned around and was about to go back.

Lu Qi put down the bag in his hand and saw Shen Qingcheng's movements, "What's wrong?"

It turned out that Lu Qi had already come down, so fast.

Shen Qingcheng: "It's nothing, I planned to go back and help you."

"No need," Lu Qi said, raised his hand to touch his forehead, and said in a calm tone, "I'm sweating."

Shen Qingcheng: "..."

He glanced at the stairs behind Lu Qi, and took two steps forward.

Lu Qi was slightly taller than him by a few centimeters, but the difference between these centimeters was not that big to the naked eye.

The distance between the two became very close because of Shen Qingcheng's approach, their eyes met and their eyes intertwined.

Shen Qingcheng: "Brother Lu."

Lu Qi: "Yes."

Shen Qingcheng: "Guess what I saw in your eyes?"

Lu Qi: "You."

Shen Qingcheng smiled, "Yes."

But the real Lu Qi will not answer me.

The weight of a bag of bricks is not heavy to Lu Qi, he is more worried about whether the woven bag is strong enough.

Fortunately, the bag did not suddenly break until he reached the platform.

Shen Qingcheng was waiting for him at the stairs, and when he saw him, he smiled and said: "I was planning to go up and help you."

Lu Qi: "No need."

"Then let's wait here, the car door hasn't opened yet." Shen Qingcheng said.

He dragged two suitcases, pulled one in front of him and sat on it, and pushed the other to Lu Qi, "Sit down and rest for a while."

Lu Qi didn't sit down, he looked at the dark blue night, "It's getting dark too fast."

Indeed, they were not slow. It took no more than 10 minutes from the station entrance to the platform, but the afterglow had already dissipated on the horizon, and a heavy layer of darkness covered the sky.

Shen Qingcheng walked to Lu Qi's side and looked up at the sky with him, "I found out before, and I don't know when the car door will open."

Lu Qi said "hmm" and didn't speak again.

Shen Qingcheng couldn't hold it in anymore, "Brother Lu."

Lu Qi: "?"

Shen Qingcheng: "You are really strong."

As he spoke, he pinched the man's arm with his hands, but it didn't look obvious, his muscles were stiff.

Lu Qi was wearing a long sleeve, and a cool feeling came from his arm through the thin fabric. He frowned and grabbed the troubled hand on his arm.

Hands are cold.

Shen Qingcheng immediately yelled, "It hurts! Brother Lu, please be gentle!"

This scene reminded Lu Qi of the two times when he met Shen Meiren. He only used two parts of his strength, but the other party was already screaming in pain.

Too squeamish.

He let go of his hand, and said in a cold tone, "Don't move."

Shen Qingcheng rubbed his fingers and complained, "Where did I move? It's just an arm squeeze, everyone is a man, you can pinch mine too~ But brother Lu's arm muscles are awesome!"

Lu Qi: "..."

It was getting darker and darker, there was no light, and the naked eye could only see half a meter around.

Shen Qingcheng moved the luggage of the two of them closer and placed it under the eyelids, so as not to miss it later.

The wind began to blow at night, the wind was very cold, and it was bitingly cold on people.

Shen Qingcheng trembled, folded his arms and approached Lu Qi, "Brother Lu, I'm a little cold."

Lu Qi: "There are clothes in the suitcase."

Shen Qingcheng: "It's too troublesome to open the box, you hug me, hug me and I won't be cold."

Seeing that the man didn't speak, he moved his feet closer until he touched the man's arm, and a warm breath came from the side.

He intensified and squeezed his body into the man's arms.

Lu Qi looked down at the person in his arms.

"Brother Lu~"

The person in the arms adjusted their posture, and the two stood facing each other, with both hands passing through Lu Qi's waist and hugging him tightly.

Lu Qi pursed his lips, and pressed the back of the man in his arms with his left hand.

The man's palm was hot and strong, Shen Qingcheng leaned his head on the man's shoulder, bent his lips and smiled.

"Pfft."

The black blade pierced Shen Qingcheng's abdomen.

"Woo~woo~"

The whistle of the train starts to sound, and the roof lights up.

"My God, I was worrying about you here, and you ended up having fun with a man in your arms?"

"Lu Qi, are you human!"