Su Qingyu said, "Let's not go upstairs yet. Let's sit down and talk."
This apartment is relatively safe.
Gu Di was already dead. Su Qingyu walked a few steps into the apartment, then found the leather sofa in the hall and sat down.
There is a vending machine next to the sofa.
Jackson stuffed ten ghost coins in it and exchanged them for a bottle of Coke.
"Don't eat random food in the dungeon." Zhu Yu rubbed his arms. "It's chilly here. Something's wrong. I just looked at the door and didn't find any rules."
Jackson opened the can of Coke, raised his head and took a sip, then said, "Based on my previous experience, for a vending machine like this where you have to pay for ghost money to buy drinks, if there's a five-pointed star on it, it's safe."
He gulped down the drink, then made a basketball shooting gesture and threw the empty Coke bottle into the black trash can.
Wen Xuecha was editing her circle of friends. Gu Di died, and she thought of a sad text: In the other world, I will wait for you to play a tree flute tune for me again.
She posted a picture of a white candle, changed the background of her Moments to black, and clicked send.
Su Qingyu leaned back on the sofa and said, "Everyone, I have my own opinion about this copy. I will only state my conclusion for your reference."
Wen Xuecha looked at Su Qingyu and said distrustfully, "Do you want to share the intelligence you got?"
"Yes."
Wen Xuecha was puzzled: "Why?"
Jackson and Zhu Yu both met Su Qingyu for the first time and thought that she was caring for each other as teammates, but Wen Xuecha knew Su Qingyu too well and she knew that Su Qingyu was not such a warm-hearted person.
"What's there to ask? Of course it's because the four of us are in the same team." Jackson sat opposite Su Qingyu with a carefree look on his face. He listened to what Su Qingyu said, but that didn't mean he believed it.
Jackson has been on the battlefield and he knows the importance of mutual trust among teammates.
In extremely dangerous moments, you must turn your back to someone you can trust.
Therefore, you should show trust to your teammates, at least on the surface.
Zhu Yu folded the blood-stained clothes and placed them on his knees, waiting patiently for Su Qingyu to continue.
Her work made her realize that listening to other people's ideas and understanding their demands are also very important.
Su Qingyu said lazily: "Well, since it's a cooperation, I will show some sincerity. We are a team, and I don't want you to die too quickly."
This sentence was perfunctory, but also had a certain truth.
Jackson laughed dryly twice, touched his tall nose, lowered his eyes, and curled the corners of his mouth slightly. He felt that the girl in front of him was too confident.
In terms of physical strength, the three here are all women and are no match for him.
It’s still hard to say who will die sooner.
Wen Xuecha believed the last few words Su Qingyu said. In the copy, the more teammates died, the more troublesome it would be.
As for whether they were in the same team, she felt that Su Qingyu wouldn't care about these things at all.
Zhu Yu didn't react in particular. She just quietly straightened the wrinkled edges of her uniform.