When Xiao Lan woke up, what caught her eye was the antique bed curtains and strange ceiling. The bed under her was made of wood with carved flowers, and the quilt was made of brocade. The texture on it was exquisite and the embroidery was exquisite. It wasn't made by a machine, there was still a burst of elegant incense in the air.
My mind is also blank, where is he? What was he doing before
Xiao Lan almost thought that she had crossed.
Maybe soon there will be a maid next to him rushing over to him and said: "Oh, master, you finally woke up. You have been in a coma for many days. Madam and master are worried to death..."
"Are you awake, sir?" Luo's voice came from the side, and Xiao Lan's thoughts were pulled back from the frantic speculation.
Across the bed curtain made of light gauze, Luo's figure is a little fuzzy. Xiao Lan can only see the black all over him. It seems that he has changed back to the previous three-piece suit and is standing by and waiting for Xiao Lan's. answer.
Suddenly some fragments flashed in Xiao Lan's blank mind, hot springs, red plums, lights, figures walking towards him in the mist... and—Xue Zhuo.
Xue Zhuo's taste is really good. He seemed to have drunk too much wine at the time, and in the end he didn't know exactly what he was doing, but he vaguely remembered the time before he lost consciousness. Just looking at Luo, he felt that this person was special. Pleasing to the eye, the kind that looks good no matter how you look at it.
Xiao Lan felt tight, he... didn't do anything strange to Luo, did he
"Sir?" Luo asked again.
"Huh? Oh... I'm awake." Xiao Lan only then recovered, and got up from the bed as she turned over and lifted the curtain of the bed smoothly.
Luo's face by the bed had the same graceful smile as before, and it seemed normal.
"I was drunk last night and did nothing, right?" Xiao Lan asked uncertainly.
"Um..." Luo groaned for a moment, his face seemed a little serious.
Later he adjusted his expression, smiled again and said, "No, breakfast is ready for you."
Xiao Lan: "..."
But your expression doesn't look like nothing at all! ! !
Xiao Lan couldn't help staring at Luo's face, wanting to see a clue in his expression.
However, is the thickness of the skin of non-human beings that a mere human sight can penetrate? Only a piece of peace can be seen on Luo's face, just like every day before.
But the more he is like this, the more self-doubt is Xiao Lan, did he really do
Or was it something that made Luo feel better not to mention it or forget it
And Luo didn't explain it either, he just had a little secret bad mind, enjoying the days that his husband remembered every day with a little pleasure.
With such doubts, Xiao Lan spent the next few days at the Hot Spring Villa.
It seems that in the future, you shouldn't just drink casually depending on how much you drink, don't you see that this is a car overturned... And drinking while bathing in a hot spring is not good for your body, but you can't do that anymore, Xiao Lan reflected.
After returning to the player's residence, Xiao Lan returned to the life of crazy training every day, and gradually put the doubts in her mind behind her.
The time to enter the game has come again.
—
After the familiar darkness faded.
What appeared in Xiao Lan’s eyes was an unmanned front desk. The shape of the front desk was very avant-garde, with a sharp arc, and behind it were several "DEATH game studios" made of silver-white metal on a black background wall. The fonts are full of design, and a unique logo is added next to it.
Obviously this is the front desk of a game studio.
Looking at the name and the content of the game that descended into the world, it is likely to be a studio that makes horror games.
There are clocks on the walls, drinking fountains and snack cabinets, sofas and seats for visitors to rest around, and a large-screen TV. Everything looks normal, but there is no one.
Soon after, players appeared one after another, a total of nine people, this time there was not a single female player.
Everyone gathered in the lobby. When no new players appeared, there was still no NPC in the game to come out to receive players.
The players stayed where they appeared, observing each other and the surrounding situation, and no one rushed out to introduce themselves or ask to form a team.
This is probably the biggest difference between intermediate players and beginner players.
They are no longer superstitious about the principle of how many people are powerful. Many people sometimes mean that the threat is around them. Their expectation of the same players has changed from helping each other to not holding back each other or blocking the gun by yourself.
Xiao Lan looked around. It didn't look like the internal layout of an office building, but rather like it was in a suite.
Although the scenery seen from the window is false and silent, although it is pitch black, it can be distinguished from the street lamp that it is in a villa area.
This may be a small studio formed in the owner's villa at the beginning of its establishment.
As usual, the door cannot be opened.
In this game, even the windows cannot go out. There are invisible walls in the air blocking the players. It seems that the scope of the game is only limited to the area of this studio.
The area except this hall is blocked by glass doors. There is a card swiping machine next to the glass door. Obviously, you need to swipe your card to pass, but the players do not intend to ruin the scene until the main line of the game becomes clear.
Therefore, their current scope of activities can only be limited to this hall.
"It seems we can only wait here for the game to start." A man's voice sounded, the voice was slightly low, and every bite was clear and neat, but there was a laziness and arrogance in his tone, which was very impressive. Voices that are easy to remember.
The players turned their heads and saw a man with a smile on his mouth.
His features are protruding, his narrow eyes are somewhat careless, he wears one-sided earrings, and his hairstyle is like a star. Wearing a very coquettish white suit, it looks extraordinary regardless of the quality of the workmanship, with a coat of the same color on his shoulders, and every move is full of style.
When he was speaking, he caressed the white long-haired cat in his arms carelessly, with a relaxed look, and the cat also showed a very enjoyable expression, and even snored happily.
This person is like a white peacock with an open screen, exuding his charm all the time.
Unfortunately, the audience present this time are all male creatures.
They looked at the guy in the white clothes, and thought of a word with eloquence—
You are so showy.
Xiao Lan looked at the man who was talking, and felt a sense of familiarity in the other person. It was like when they met Wang Ke or Qi Ning in Mrs. Bella’s manor, the kind from them was in the low-level field. Feel at ease.
This is most likely an advanced player.
He seemed to notice the look in Xiao Lan's eyes. The man addicted to cat sucking raised his head and met his gaze. The man looked at Xiao Lan and said, "Hello, I am Cheng Wenyi."
In that tone, there is no self-humility of ordinary people when they introduce themselves, as if others should know him for granted.
Xiao Lan nodded to him: "Hello, this is Xiao Lan."
As the two of them spoke, other players also took the initiative to introduce themselves.
Anyway, the game hasn't officially started yet, not so much time.
After several players introduced themselves.
"I, I... call, call Huabei." A shy-looking man said, he seems to have social phobia, and this sentence has already made his face flushed.
"Huabe... a good name..." a player said.
It's really a name that arouses evil thoughts in people's hearts.
"Do you have a brother called Jibai?" Xiao Lan couldn't help asking.
"No, it's not." Hua Bei blushed and scratched his head. "It's shellfish, shellfish, and shell shells."
Huabei talked a lot, and Xiao Lan realized that this person was a little stuttering, he was introverted and shy, and his whole person looked like a gentle and harmless herbivore.
But such a person can also be promoted to intermediate level, he must not seem so harmless.
After everyone introduced themselves briefly, only one person was still sitting motionless in the corner.
He looks like fifteen or sixteen. He is wearing a black sweater with a hood. He has a lot of leather or metal decorations. He has several ear studs on his ears. He also has a lip ring on his mouth. Deep dark circles look like a punk boy.
This boy has been addicted to the game console in his hand.
The game console seems to be of an old style, and the screen is still a green pixel screen. The sound of Dididi's game became very obvious after everyone was quiet.
A fat house-like player named Hu Zhai wearing a T-shirt with the head of a beautiful girl on the side showed envious eyes: "The original game boy, I'm so envious..."
However, the boy didn't raise his head to pay attention to everyone.
At this time, the written word spoke: "Xiao Yang, say hello to everyone."
The punk boy who was addicted to the game finally gave his eyes alms to the players in the same game: "Mu Yang."
After the shriveled self-introduction, Mu Yang lowered his head and continued to fight his ancient games. The unruly soul of the punk boy simply disdains to get along with stupid adults.
Cheng Wen smiled: "I'm sorry, Xiao Yang is like this, he likes games very much."
Hu Zhai couldn't help asking, "Don't you stop him? Bringing a cell phone is very dangerous..."
Written One: "So his game console was downgraded from switch to game boy. With such a pixelated screen, it's not easy for ghosts to come out even if they want to."
Hearing the words, Hu Zhai looked as if he had heard the most famous sayings in the world.
The game house is really full of creativity and courage at this moment.
The players have finished the introduction, and they don't see any changes in the game. For a while, they disperse and pass the time with their own postings.
Chengwen approached Xiao Lan's direction.
The white cat in his arms seemed to be very interested in Xiao Lan. It whispered "Mi woo~" and "Mi woo~" in Xiao Lan's direction, looking like she wanted to be petted. Jumped out directly from Cheng Wenyi's arms.
The cat ran for two steps, but stopped abruptly when he was about to approach Xiao Lan.
It looked at Luo as if it had seen some dangerous beast, the white hair all over it exploded, and instantly jumped back to Cheng Wenyi's side, not daring to approach Xiao Lan again.
"Shirley?" The changes in the written pair of their own cats are a little strange.
The white cat named Shirley just lay on his feet and stopped moving forward.
"Sorry, it seems to scare your cat?" Xiao Lan said.
"It's okay, Shirley has always been more timid and squeamish." Cheng Wenyi turned his attention away from the cat and turned to Xiao Lan, "I didn't introduce it before. I came from Samsara."
Why is it reincarnation again? Xiao Lan felt strange.
"Why, Mr. Xiao has been in contact with people in reincarnation before?" Seeing Xiao Lan's expression, he asked in writing.
"Well, it's a girl called the first rich and honorable." Xiao Lan didn't hide it either. After all, in the same game, he knows that he has seen several people who are the richest, and the enthusiasm of the richest person who tells the story of Brother Xiao, I am afraid that he has been telling his deeds back and forth like a storyteller under the bridge. Three hundred rounds.
"Little rich and honorable." Cheng Wen smiled, "I know her, she and another girl organized a'Brother Xiao Support Club' in Samsara, and also recruited many members to join the club. The recent development momentum is particularly good. "
"That Brother Xiao, isn't it you?"
Xiao Lan: "..."
I didn't expect this to happen!
Countless shameful memories hovered in his mind like a revolving lantern. Is it too late to deny this? Or when you first met the first rich and honorable, you should say'I am not, I don't, you have admitted the wrong person'.
However, it seems that everything is too late now.
Shame is like the wind, always with me.
At this time, Mu Yang's voice came over, accompanied by the sound effects of the game: "Old... he doesn't have a support club himself, so I really mind this."
Written One: "..."
He took a deep breath and kept his slightly reserved smile: "Xiao Yang, add a composition to your homework this time."
The game console in Mu Yang's hand instantly disappeared: "... I hate composition the most!"
Written glanced at him lightly: "Two articles."
Mu Yang's head drooped: "I was wrong..."
In the face of the tyrant's homework, the unruly soul of the punk boy was suppressed to his head.
Cheng Wenyi's gaze turned back to Xiao Lan: "Since Mr. Xiao knows the first rich and noble, should he consider joining Samsara? Our benefits in Samsara are very good."
Xiao Lan pointed to the drooping Mu Yang: "Does this also include child labor?"
Written One: "..."
I can't talk this day!
Xiao Lan: "Just kidding, I'm just more used to being with my teammates. It's easier to sharpen myself, not to mention that I don't care about reality."
After listening to Xiao Lan’s answer, Cheng Wenyi did not continue to persuade, nor did he look angry. It seems that he was just talking at first, and he showed a meaningful smile: "Then I am looking forward to seeing Mr. Xiao. ability."
At this moment, the clock on the wall reached 0:44.
The peaceful atmosphere was suddenly broken.
Accompanied by the brisk ringing, the TV, which has been on the background board, lights up. No picture can be seen on the screen, just a piece of snow.
A voice came from the screen: "Welcome... New employees, please follow the guide to enter fingerprints and facial information at the front desk, and receive a work permit..."
The voice was cold, as if it were far and near, with a gloomy smell.