Time flies, and Sunday is here in the blink of an eye.
As night fell, Yin Ren climbed into bed as usual. Zhong Cheng said he was already lying on the bed when someone disrespectfully jumped forward and landed on Zhong Cheng said's stomach.
Zhong Cheng said that he almost transformed into Huang Liang No. 2 and made a loud "poof" sound.
Fortunately, the Ghost King was able to control his weight. After feeling his lover's soft belly for a while, he slowly got up and kissed the tip of Zhong Cheng's nose.
Now Comrade Xiao Zhong is very good at facing this level of intimacy. He held the back of Yin Ren's head and touched his slightly cool nose to Yin Ren's nose, like two beasts who were obsessed with each other.
The pajamas Zhong Cheng mentioned were loose and soft, with a low collar. Even though he buttoned every button, the collar still showed a little of his collarbone. Yin Ren looked at the smooth skin stretched on the bones, and suddenly felt a subtle appetite.
Want to take a bite.
But just think about it.
This is Fu Zhai, and Zhong Cheng said it looked too peaceful... Yin Ren felt a little bit how Zhong Cheng felt when he said he didn't dare to try and make mistakes.
Reason told him that they could slowly understand each other. But indescribable anxiety surrounded him all the time, urging him to deepen this relationship as soon as possible.
Zhong Cheng said to close his eyes and quietly feel the touch from his palms. The warmth washed over his mind, bringing with it a strange longing that swept through his heart. But there was something sharp hidden beneath that desire.
"Aren't you very familiar with human beings? This kind of thing needs to be developed slowly. You two haven't fully understood each other yet. Fu Xingchuan was shocked by you. How do you know if Zhong Cheng said he has any other concerns?"
Yin Ren's sensibility showed no sign of weakness: "What's wrong with wanting to get close to the person you like! Spring is too short!"
Yin Ren lay on the edge of the pillow, the rationality and sensibility in his head still fighting for 800 rounds.
A trace of cold caution, like glass particles in the fine sand.
At this moment, reason was raising reasonable questions in his head.
There are no game instructions, no rules emphasized.
Yin Ren sat up suddenly. He opened his eyes, and a pair of red eyes penetrated the darkness and quickly scanned the surrounding environment.
For a moment, he thought he was thrown into the trash can by the completely crazy Fu Xingchuan. Huang Liang was chattering crazily in his ear, but the dog didn't give any warning, lazily pretending to be on his cell phone.
It was pitch black here, and from Zhong Chengshuo's perspective, he could probably only see a pair of red pupils in the darkness. Yin Ren touched his face, calmed down and kicked away the pillow stained with unknown liquid.
"Uh-huh."
In the darkness, Zhong Cheng said looked at Yin Ren seriously. The second hand clicked, and Zhong Cheng raised his hand slightly, trying to place it on Yin Ren's waist.
Perhaps Yin Ren had been frozen on Zhong Chengshuo for too long. The latter turned his head slightly and kissed the corner of Yin Ren's lips: "There is a game tomorrow, let's go to bed early."
Zhong Cheng said that he did not move his hand away this time. He stubbornly put his hand on Yin Ren's waist and slowly closed his eyes.
Before he could close his mouth, a pale hand grabbed from behind him and threw... a chocolate bean into his mouth.
"The game has begun."
Yin Ren made a vague "Huh" sound.
Zhong Cheng said he was barefoot and wearing his usual pajamas and nightcap. He was holding his small suitcase in his hand and standing not far from Yin Ren.
In the midst of these illusory hisses, Yin Ren fell asleep in a daze. A soft strand of hair crawled across the pillow on its own and coiled around Zhong Chengshuo's lips.
empty.
Yin Ren muttered, his hair twirling around Zhong Cheng's arm.
Is this "care leads to chaos"? Yin Ren glanced at Zhong Cheng and said, he took out a hair tie from his pajamas pocket and tied himself into a loose ponytail.
Deep in his mind, the Zhongtian Masters of different shapes booed in unison.
"And your mobile phone pendant." Zhong Cheng added with a straight face.
"I just want to kiss him, no matter what!"
They even have an audience.
"I'll call you when I wake up." Zhong Cheng said seriously and announced, "I have packed the necessary luggage and equipped it with two bags of your favorite chocolate beans."
Yin Ren was woken up by the stench that filled his nose.
Yin Ren was not covered with a quilt, and his loose pajamas were wrinkled, exposing the tight skin on his waist. Zhong Cheng's fingertips were dangling on that piece of skin. After four or five minutes passed, he put down his hand as if he had made up his mind, and his palm touched the slightly cool skin.
Zhong Cheng said that his forehead was still touching Yin Ren's.
At this moment, Yin Ren's head was filled with all kinds of "Zhong Da Celestial Master". In recent days, they have surrounded him at 360 degrees. Half of them clearly show the delicacy of the deity through comparison, while the other half secretly exudes a righteous air, making Yin Ren extravagant and extravagant.
"I didn't even say what time it starts. What if we oversleep?"
He should have known that this was the setup for the game.
This is definitely not Fu House.
There was the sound of dripping sticky water all around, and the "mattress" under him felt a mixture of softness and stiffness. It was so cold that it made people feel frightened.
"I felt a little wind in the morning - we didn't open the windows, so there shouldn't be wind. Unfortunately, I only had time to grab the suitcase. If this was an enemy attack, I wouldn't have sent your cell phone in... "
"It would be awkward if we broke up—"
They were thrown into this god-knows-what place in the middle of the night. The person who threw them was a master, and Yin Ren didn't notice anything was wrong. This showed that the person who did it didn't have even the slightest ill will towards them.
It's a pity that Yin Ren's heart is as hard as iron. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it immediately -
"Zhong Cheng said?" Yin Ren greeted, his nose already smelling the person against the stench.
Huang Liang: "Pfft..."
[When the real battle comes, no one will give you a chance to prepare in advance.]Shi'an really does what he says.
However, since Shi'an's technique can affect Zhong Cheng's theory, it is most likely a "large space transfer" like the ghost market that does not need to target individuals. In other words, this place is real and not a dream or hallucination.
"The area is safe for the time being. I didn't feel any abnormal aura." Yin Ren explained immediately.
"Oh." Zhong Cheng said that he changed his clothes in front of him.
Comrade Xiao Zhong unbuttoned his shirt naturally and put on sportswear made of light and breathable fabrics. In the darkness, the scar swayed majestically in front of Yin Ren's eyes, clinging to the undulating muscle lines. Set off by the surrounding darkness, this person was simply dazzled.
What's very strange is that compared to the first time Yin Ren saw Zhong Cheng's naked body, the person who was "uncomfortable" was completely changed. When he took off his pajamas, Yin's face turned red. He coughed dryly and turned away.
"I don't know what happened to Ge Tingting and Huang Pants." Yin Ren said.
Zhong Cheng said, pinching the hem of his trousers: "..."
Zhong Cheng said silently and took out another set of sportswear from the suitcase: "You can wear it too."
Maybe this is the advantage of having a similar figure to a lover. While Yin Ren was putting a T-shirt on himself, he thought to himself - even if there was a difference, he could just adjust his body.
Everyone changed their clothes, and the awkwardness quickly dissipated in the air.
The pajamas and nightcap that Zhong Cheng mentioned were stained with dirt, so he decisively threw them away. In order to prevent something from being traced based on its smell, Zhong Cheng said he even took out a lighter and burned them to ashes.
"The oxygen content here is not high, which puts a certain burden on the body." Zhong Cheng said that he had stuck the last nylon belt - all kinds of tools were stuffed into the storage bag of the nylon belt. The dark straps stretched across his chest, waist, thighs and ankles, very...that.
Thank you, practice match. Yin Ren muttered something in his heart.
Of course, Lord Ghost King completely ignored Zhong Cheng’s face. Zhong Cheng said as he looked at Yin Ren, who was wearing his own personal sportswear. The redness of his ears was as bright as Yin Ren's eyes.
"Ahem, Shi'an is testing our ability to respond to emergencies. The first step is probably to clarify the environment." Zhong Cheng said, folding the suitcase and changing it into a square backpack. "The number of people in the Haigu branch is larger than that of the other branches." There are two branches, so they separated us out of fairness." "Then the first task is to clarify the environment and find companions," Yin Ren concluded, "I don't know if Lu Xiaohe was thrown in."
"Hard to say."
After all, the current environment is extremely unsuitable for the survival of the "rear command" species.
This space is not big, about thirty square meters at most, and it is shaped like an irregular egg. The “ceiling” is surprisingly low. The air is foul and humid, and the lack of oxygen is enough to make the average person dizzy.
Not only the ground under my feet, but also the cave walls felt weird. Many vine-like things hang down from above. The "wall" is uneven, green and brown, and has a disgusting watery sheen.
Yin Ren raised his eyes and looked around, only to see a turbid lake in the center of the space, with strange flocs floating in the water. Around the space, there are many irregular holes leading to deeper darkness. After looking around carefully, Yin Ren found nothing alive.
It's a bit like the underground cave in Gengsheng Town, but it's smaller and more unusual than that cave.
Even if they can contact their companions, they can't deduce their location.
I hope Ge Tingting and Huang Jin can hold on. Since the three coaches didn't say a word, they didn't know whether the elimination of their teammates would have any impact.
"If you want to make money, what can you do? If you take a step back, prison seems to be better than here."
Is it really worth it
Huang Jin put on his slippers and stood confused in the darkness. He almost suffocated to death from the stench and ended up here when he woke up. In addition to a set of clothes, this spiritual craftsman only had a pair of slippers, and the slippers were even soft-soled, making it difficult for even cockroaches to be swatted to death.
There were no weapons, no supplies, and no preparations. Only Shi'an's standard mobile phone was stuffed in his trouser pocket.
Haha, Shi'an didn't even equip them with a waiver signal.
Huang Jin knelt down melancholy and poked the soft ground. Apart from waiting to die, he could not think of any effective "way of struggle".
"I understand." Ge Tingting's AI voice came from the darkness. Huang Jin was not mentally prepared and almost fell forward in fright.
"Why are you here?!"
Ge Tingting said: "I don't know. I was here as soon as I woke up, and Sister Xiaohe was not with me. Huang Jin, Fu Zhai are all people who know An, and the competition must have started!"
The little girl turned on the built-in flashlight of her phone and tried to illuminate her surroundings.
"There are no rules. It looks like an escape room." She said using AI, "To be on the safe side, we'd better meet up with Yin Ren and the others first..."
"You want to go into that kind of place?" Huang Jin frowned and pointed at the weird black hole extending in all directions, "I said, wouldn't it be safer to stay here and wait for them to find it? Let me start by saying that I don't have half a spiritual weapon on me. Together they can’t even beat a wolfdog.”
"But you might get points deducted if you stay here."
Ge Tingting worked hard to dig into the soft ground.
"Isn't there a penalty for 'negative play' in the game? I don't want to be eliminated."
"People sometimes have to learn to compromise."
Ge Tingting said: "I am short of money."
"We lose the moment we don't take up arms."
"I'm short of money."
"In this case, self-preservation must be given priority—"
"I'm short of money."
"I'm in need too!" Huang Jin covered his chest, "Why are you so brave..."
He suddenly remembered that the little girl in front of him was a serious corpse-bearer, and the words he had prepared were stuck in his throat. Huang Jin took a breath as if he had a toothache, pretending to be unintentional and swept the lighting to check the surrounding environment.
His eyes flicked around perfunctorily, then suddenly froze.
[Good][Painful]
[Don’t want to] [die]
[Very][Reluctant]
Several huge thinking runes hung on the wall, badly damaged.
He recognized this special form of runes, and the moment he determined their size, the hair on Huang Jin's body exploded.
"... Ge Tingting, listen to you, let's go."
Huang Jin swallowed hard.
"Look now, it's pretty much the same wherever we go."
"ah?"
Huang Jin raised one foot and pulled out turbid yellow mucus from the sole of his slipper.
"The 'environment here' contains fragments of thought." He said, "I have only seen such highly deteriorated fragments of thought on rotting corpses... Well, rotting human corpses."
He tried not to sound panicked.
"I don't know why, but it feels like we're inside a rotting human corpse."
Ge Tingting took a breath reflexively, and then retched again. After a long while, she hesitantly reached out her hand and pressed it gently on the ground.
The little girl suppressed her blush and heard a "pop" sound, and a small bulge appeared on the semi-hard "ground".
Ge Tingting: "..."
Huang Jin's judgment was not wrong. Although it was only a little bit, she did have some control over the "environment".
Ge Tingting puffed up his cheeks and resisted the urge to vomit.
"It's really a human corpse." AI's tone remained calm, "Let's slow down for a while, okay?"
Before the AI voice character finished speaking the word "good" in a round and round tone, the hole in front of Ge Tingting squirmed, and a "head" about the same height as her came out.
The two striped antennae twitched slightly, the inverted triangular head was slightly raised, and there were almost no thinking runes on the surface. This thing looked familiar yet unfamiliar. Ge Tingting and Huang Jin froze on the spot, two beams of light hitting this uninvited guest directly.
No professional knowledge of biology is required. The two people who once lived at the bottom can recognize the "enemy" in front of them.
Huang Jin: "Cockroach... cockroach..."
Is it really illegal for a cockroach to be so big
He would rather face dangerous evil things.
The huge cockroach crawled a few more times and pointed its head steadily in the direction of the two of them.
Huang Jin: "Run!"
Ge Tingting: "Ga!"
They both shouted at the same time.
Miraculously, at this moment, Huang Jin couldn't understand Kuang Yao, but he undoubtedly understood what Ge Tingting meant -
The two practitioners in the ninth group turned around and ran away.
(End of chapter)