After commenting on the ghost's behavior, Nan Zhou took his work out of the kitchen, trying to find a trace of approval.
He thought, there will always be people who like to eat okra and coriander.
But after being politely rejected by everyone for a round, Nan Zhou's beautiful idea was shattered.
Nan Zhou sat back on the chair beside the dining table with no expression on his face.
Although Shen Jie had just been pricked by Nan Zhou, she was more and more sure that Nan Zhou had a lot of ideas in his heart, but he had an odd personality and had to be attracted to speak.
As long as she can win, she doesn't mind being criticized a few more times.
She bit her ear to Li Yinhang: "You are his teammate, can you chat with him?"
Li Yinhang looked at Nan Zhou.
Nan Zhou is bowing his head, stepping on the stool under the stool, and the orange cat is sitting.
Li Yinhang: "..."
She intuited that Nan Zhou might not be thinking about the dungeon.
He is simply unhappy because the food he cooks is not recognized.
But she felt that even if she said so, Shen Jie would not believe it.
So Li Yinhang came to the depressed boss, and after pondering for a while, whispered to him: "I quite like eating zucchini."
Hearing this, Nan Zhou quickly raised his head.
Li Yinhang: "..." She swears, just now she saw Nan Zhou's eyes lit up.
Nan Zhou said, "I'll teach you how to make crafts."
… really very coaxing.
Yesterday, they had learned about Xiao Ming's family structure.
Therefore, the manual work of "My Family" is relatively not particularly difficult.
Nan Zhou cut off the head of the match and used glue to demonstrate to Li Yinhang how to make a three-dimensional match figure.
On the other side, Jiang Fang in the kitchen naturally took over Nan Zhou's work.
Now the height of the roof is really too low for his height, and he can only work with his head down.
He opened the refrigerator door and took out an onion.
Onions that have been frozen in the refrigerator are no longer so choking.
He looked around the refrigerator, counted the remaining meat and vegetables, and briefly memorized it in his mind.
… In addition to desserts, it turns out that Nan Zhou prefers these.
After turning back to the edge of the chopping board, Jiang Fang picked up the kitchen knife and slapped it gently. With the other hand, he held the side of the choker on his neck and stroked it twice.
He never thought that he would have a day when he likes to cook.
…
The dishes made by Jiang Fang are still surprisingly rich and delicious.
This is one of the rare good things to be thankful for in a bad mission.
The dessert used to add sugar to Nanzhou today is egg tarts.
Li Yinhang murmured while eating.
On the bus, Jiang Fang claimed to be a mixed-race child who returned to live in China after his mother died.
In the current copy, Jiang Fang's identity has become a music exchange student between China and Ukraine.
His cooking skills, etiquette, social experience, and level of thinking are all top-notch...
Thousands of words come together into one sentence: Brother, what are you doing
However, Li Yinhang's muttering continued for a moment.
As long as the other party is willing to take her with him, that is his father.
When she hugged her thighs, she was still picky, and she was really mentally ill.
The fitness coach on one side had no grudges at all, and his face was flushed, and he sincerely praised: "True, your craftsmanship is not like a foreigner at all."
Jiang Fang stared at Nan Zhou who was biting the egg tarts wholeheartedly, with an impeccable smile on his face: "Thank you."
While everyone was enjoying this brief moment of relaxation, Yu Tuisi had already entered the children's room.
His task is still "napping".
Thinking that there might be a monster lurking under the bed, Chen Sufeng felt uneasy.
He suggested: "Brother Yu, let me do this task for you."
Yu Tuisi stroked his hair and said with a smile, "Children's words."
Chen Sufeng wanted to argue: "I'm not..."
Yu Tuisi smiled and stretched out his hand in the air, waiting for Chen Sufeng to pick it up, but in his voice there was a firmness that would not allow any refutation: "Hold me up."
Chen Sufeng closed his mouth, stopped talking, and took his hand.
He understood what Yu Tuisi couldn't say.
… "I'd even like to write your homework for you, if possible."
Yu Tuisi wanted to protect him no matter what.
Because he is Chen Suye's younger brother.
For this reason, he would rather give up the 200 points that he would most likely get after tearing the wallpaper, but also to ensure his own and his safety.
His determination was so strong that Chen Sufeng had nothing else to do except accept such kindness and stay by his bedside.
A seemingly peaceful afternoon passed.
There was no special movement in the children's room, but when the mission was over and he appeared in front of everyone again, Yu Tuisi's pale face really startled the others.
Yu Tuisi didn't have time to explain, so he waved to Chen Sufeng: "Salt water."
He added: "… light salt water."
The prepared salt water will come soon.
"I had another dream."
Yu Tuisi took it quickly, put a mouthful of salty water in his mouth, swallowed it violently, and then summed up: "...I dreamed of the smell of stewed meat."
Everyone was confused at first, and then they all came to understand.
The meaning behind the stewed meat could not be clearer.
Just relying on imagination, their faces became blue one by one.
Nan Zhou thought, sure enough, this copy is still providing them with clues.
The "nap" task that Yu Tuisi had drawn was the only one mentioned in the task description that he would "have a dream".
This is indeed the case.
On the first day, what Yu Tuisi dreamed about was the sound of sawing things.
The next day, he dreamed of the smell of stew.
The clues in his dream coincided perfectly with the haunted house where the murders took place.
In this way, even if their level is inferior to what they are now, and they can't find any clues such as hair in the sewer and oily pressure cooker, they can still see one or two traces from Yu Tuisi's dream.
As one of the prompts for the dungeon setting, Yu Tuisi's dream was very logical.
But correspondingly, the appearance of ghosts has no logic at all.
When these two things are compared, the latter becomes even more illogical.
… so, why
Yu Tusi had no time to think about this.
He hadn't eaten at noon, his stomach was empty, and he had been boiled for a long time in the strong and strange aroma of meat, and now he was in an embarrassing state of wanting to vomit but unable to vomit.
He had no choice but to stimulate the base of his tongue with salt water to force himself to vomit.
Soon, he reacted and was pushed into the bathroom by Chen Sufeng.
After a while, he heard a muffled retching sound from inside.
Because of this experience, Yu Tuisi didn't eat anything for the next day.
But then, everything went very smoothly.
Li Yinhang's "manual" task, a safe transition.
The thin monkey and the fitness coach exchanged tasks and transitioned safely.
Shen Jie's "shampoo" task, a peaceful transition.
At the end of the day, apart from completing Xiao Ming's daily tasks, everyone made little substantial progress.
The main line has not been advanced in the slightest, and Yu Tuisi's dream is only a side evidence of the main line, and has little meaning.
The only two valuable things are that Jiang Fang deduced from the match that the people of this family would often go to a certain place, and Nan Zhou's analysis and evaluation of the ghost's behavior and logic.
The dream at noon had a certain impact on Yu Tuisi's spirit. In addition, his physical fitness was already poor. Before nine o'clock, he had already fallen asleep.
Nan Zhou and Jiang Fang didn't seem to be very anxious about their current situation, so they both went to sleep in the children's room.
The skinny monkey couldn't sleep.
He intends to take another inventory of the contents of the computer.
Shen Jie did not approve of such dangerous behavior, but Thin Monkey insisted.
He said: "Where the computer is, it must be useful for the copy setting--gt;gt;
Yes, otherwise why put a computer there? looks good. "
As soon as the words were spoken and scrutinized again, the Thin Monkey realized that his logic had the smell of Nanzhou.
Skinny Monkey: "..." is outrageous for Nima.
The result of the final discussion was that Shen Jie and Li Yinhang stayed in the living room to rest, while the fitness coach accompanies Thin Monkey to brush the computer.
As a result, before 12:30, the fitness coach yawned in the sound of intensive keyboard tapping: "Little Hou, you are still not sleeping..."
Thin Monkey stared at the computer screen: "I'll look for it again."
The next second, the muffled snoring of the fitness trainer rang out.
The thin monkey glanced at him and said nothing.
He didn't expect him to spend the night with him either.
As long as there is a living person around.
He took off his jacket and threw it on the fitness trainer, almost covering him with a quilt.
He didn't know how many times he opened the various folders of the computer.
I have a folder of movies on my computer, action, adventure, sci-fi, comedy, horror, history, anything.
When he first discovered this, he thought there were clues in it, so he dragged the progress bar and quickly sifted through all the movies.
Turns out it was really just a movie.
There are many of them that he has seen in reality.
… This sense of connection between reality and fantasy makes people extremely uncomfortable.
Skinny Monkey closed the folder page.
After refreshing the computer desktop several times, he suddenly thought of Jiang Fang's analysis of matches in the daytime.
So, with a glimmer of hope, he typed "Faily matches" into the search bar again.
Unsurprisingly nothing.
But probably because of the good fortune, Thin Monkey did not immediately close the search page.
He tried to delete the last two words.
- Search for "Faily".
A line of small words pops up under the search bar: "Find about 100,000,000 related results for you".
The skinny monkey gave a soft fuck and leaned back on the computer chair.
I know that this kind of popular vocabulary is searched in vain.
But it didn't take a moment for the skinny monkey's eyes to light up—
He sat up straight and downloaded several development tools one after another.
He even hated himself for being stupid.
I've been mixing copies for a long time, and I even forgot what I'm good at.
He kept his fingertips and quickly typed lines of code.
In the area familiar to Thin Monkey, there is light in his eyes.
Gradually, a simple application gadget gradually emerged from his fingertips.
Although all records in the computer have been cleared, the online world is different.
The wild goose left a voice, and there were marks on the snow.
Before, because the network was too large, Thin Monkey was naturally helpless and unable to start.
But now, Thin Monkey has at least the keyword "Faily".
After nearly an hour of busy work, the thin monkey whispered to himself: "Yes!"
He quickly started the process.
These few lines of code can locate and filter the 100,000,000 results, and finally display the web pages related to the word "Faily" that have been opened in this fixed IP address.
It was only a few dozen seconds, and sweat beads had already appeared on the thin monkey's forehead.
He has been disappointed too many times.
Give him some hope this time...
Soon, his dedication and prayers were answered.
【Ding-】
[Congratulations to player Hou Qing for collecting the clue "Family Secret"]
The thin monkey clenched his fist excitedly, and was about to listen to his reward when the screen in front of him changed strangely.
At first, Thin Monkey thought he had read it wrong.
But when he confirmed it repeatedly, half of his body was quickly paralyzed in fear—
In the lower right corner of the inside of the screen, five snow-white fingerprints appeared.
…with a hand, holding down the LCD screen of the display from the inside.
One second, two seconds...
No, it could crawl out at any time...
In extreme fear, people cannot make a sound.
The skinny monkey glanced at the sleeping fitness trainer from the corner of his eyes, his body trembling uncontrollably.
help me... help me...
Yet he made no sound.
There was a gurgling muffled sound in his throat, and his Adam's apple seemed to be pressed against and choked by a violently beating heart.
One choked, another choked.
… why me…
I'm not doing a task, it's Jiang Fang who is doing a task, why did you find me...
The skinny monkey was stiff and unable to move.
He watched as the entire screen turned black and gray.
He watched helplessly on the black screen. The hand that was pressing on the screen was slowly moving towards the center of the screen, showing the shape of the entire palm.
... He watched helplessly as the screen was completely occupied by a woman's blood-red lips.
The lips murmured, whispered.
The thin monkey's eyes gradually became blurred, and he found that his hand was slowly reaching out to the lips on the screen.
But the most terrifying thing is that his consciousness is clearly still awake.
No, don't... don't do this...
The skinny monkey begged and screamed silently.
Forgive me, I don't want to die, I want to live...
help me, who can help me...
The thin monkey's fingertips have already touched the screen.
He even felt a unique tenderness.
That's the feel of human lips.
Cold, bouncy, soft.
However, just as despair and lips devoured him completely, there was a loud bang in the thin monkey's ear.
Immediately afterwards, an unimaginable force lifted the thin monkey and the chair to the wall!
The moment the thin monkey's back, which was as thin as a sheet of paper, hit the wall, his internal organs swelled up in his body, making his eyes dark.
He lay on the ground and slowed down for a long while, before the darkness shrouded in front of him gradually receded.
The computer has returned to normal.
The bright white light circled a white frame on the ground.
The awakened fitness coach looked at the flying door panel, the disintegrated computer chair, and the half-dead skinny monkey on the ground, his eyes were dull, and he couldn't figure out what happened.
The thin monkey moved his body, feeling that his waist was about to be kicked out.
He squeezed out a moan in agony from his bloody throat: "Fuck..."
… And after finding that the thin monkey was not only alive but also moving, Nan Zhou, who was woken up by the system’s beep and arrived in time, clenched his fist slightly happily.
The skinny monkey doesn't want to be a white-eyed wolf.
But the experience of the rest of my life this time was too bad.
The intense pain completely overwhelmed the ease of picking up the little life.
"Mister..." Thin Monkey scolded weakly, "What are you kicking me for, kicking the computer!"
Nan Zhou, who was scolded for no reason: "...?"
He honestly said, "If the computer breaks down, what will I do with the task tomorrow and the day after tomorrow?"
Skinny Monkey: "..." That's damn right.
"damn it… "
While the skinny monkey murmured, he arched his back a little, trying to form a kneeling posture on the ground.
Facing Nan Zhou, he knocked his head to the ground, and reluctantly said in a hoarse voice, "…Thank you."
Nan Zhou blinked.
Li Yinhang and Shen Jie, who came over after hearing the sound, were stunned when they saw this mess.
Shen Jie asked anxiously, "What's going on?!"
Nan Zhou turned his head and replied in a low voice, "I seem to have kicked my brain to pieces."
Thin Monkey: "..." What do you mean
He took a few breaths and said weakly: "Sister Shen, I found out..." :,