After hearing such words, Shen Ti just raised the corners of his mouth and didn't say a word, as if he accepted the fate of being thoroughly understood.
He even raised his right hand and made a [come here] gesture towards An Wujiu.
It's really interesting.
An Wujiu glanced lightly at that slender, provocative hand, then raised his eyes again.
He stretched out his hand, patted Shen Ti's cheek with a smile, approaching his ear, and spoke lazily.
"Not in a hurry."
An Wujiu's frivolity and danger coexist.
Just like his purity and kindness, they are also symbiotic.
Shen Ti's long-standing expectation for the altar is to give himself a happy ending.
But after meeting An Wujiu, his goal changed for the first time.
Being with An Wujiu, he will get a special kind of happiness, which he has never had before, and no one else can give it to him.
So Shen Ti also began to pay attention to the game itself, instead of being dissociated from the game.
Because only if An Wujiu survived, and he survived, would it be possible to continuously obtain this sense of pleasure.
He turned his head to see if the Gate of Heaven had disappeared again, but unexpectedly discovered that there were two arrow marks on the upper end of the entrance to the Gate of Heaven, one pointing west and the other pointing east.
It was nothing at all, it was just that the direction the arrow was pointing to was opposite to the direction shown on the evacuation diagram they saw on the first floor.
With arms crossed, Shen Ti leaned over and touched An Wujiu with his elbow, "Look there."
An Wujiu didn't do what he said, didn't even raise his head, grabbed his collar and sniffed at the neckline, "I've seen it a long time ago."
"Really?" Shen Ti was curious about what he was smelling, so he also lowered his head and leaned in front of An Wujiu, like a big dog clinging to his master, causing An Wujiu to directly press his index finger against his. Between the eyebrows, push him out.
"What are you smoking?"
"I want to smell it too." Shen Ti said confidently.
An Wujiu felt that sometimes his mind was like that of a seven or eight year old child.
"It's all the same, go smell yourself."
Shen Ti crossed his arms and gave him a big cross.
An Wujiu didn't continue to talk to him, and made a throat-cutting gesture to him, then turned around alone, facing the others.
In fact, what he said was not just perfunctory to deal with Shen Ti.
Because the smell on his body is the same as that on Shen Ti's body, both are very light and bitter almond smell.
"There are no robots on this floor." Yang Erci looked around. There were no guiding NPCs that would appear on other floors, and there were no unusual decorations or structures.
"Let's put them down first," she suggested, "I think everyone needs a little rest."
An Wujiu checked the current time at the top right of his vision, there were 26 hours left.
The second and third layers took a lot of time, especially the black mist that was resurrected in the previous cycle.
Wu You put Nanshan down against the wall so that he could lean on it. But Nanshan was even more unbearable than he imagined, with no strength on his body, he was unreliable at all, and his head kept falling to one side along the wall, Wu You had no choice but to sit down too, reluctantly letting Nanshan lean on his shoulder.
"Thank you." Nan Shan said.
Wu You didn't say a word, and hid his eyes under the brim of his hat so that no one could see him.
Forget it, at least his mahogany sword saved someone.
Josh agreed with Yang Erci's words, "Yeah, although this is in the game, our physical exertion is actually similar to the reality. Would you like to exchange some food? A little bit of energy?"
An Wujiu suddenly had a premonition, and when he turned his head, he saw that Shen Ti had already started eating a lollipop.
"How much sugar do you store in the panel?"
Shen Ti deliberately opened the panel, and showed it to An Wujiu without hesitation, this behavior was a bit like a child begging for a reward.
Although An Wujiu didn't feel the need to look, he still glanced at it.
"32??"
Shen Ti said vaguely, "Yes." He looked like he was smoking a cigarette while holding the candy, "There are 20 sticks in a pack, what a deal."
After a long time, this is what I have eaten twice so far.
Wu You snorted, "I see someday when the end of the world is over, you'll only be able to stock up on sugar."
"That's right," Josh thought of something, "It seems that the exchange rights of the three of you this round of the game are used to buy weapons."
He opened his panel and bought a big Russian Lieba weighing five catties.
"Eat this, let's eat together!" Josh was in high spirits, but found that the bread was too hard and he couldn't break it at all.
"Ah... It seems that I bought it wrong." Josh scratched his head a little embarrassedly, his brown eyes widened.
"It's okay." Wu You was quite comfortable, and directly put his hand into Nanshan's cuff, but he didn't feel it after a long time. With a weak look on her face, Nanshan said to Wu You: "Your hand has touched my shoulder."
After setting up Zhong Yirou, Yang Erci found that there were still no NPCs on this floor that gave them tasks or brought them danger.
She glanced at Wu You, who insisted on continuing to draw the sword in disbelief, "You draw it backwards."
An Wujiu sat down on the ground with a smirk, crossed his legs, and teased them maliciously, "Oh, we Xiaoyou and the Taoist brother are getting closer and closer."
With a lollipop in his mouth, Shen Ti didn't look at the person involved, but stared at An Wujiu's profile.
Brother Taoist, these words were read by him...
"What?" Wu You pulled out his hand, his ears were red.
Nan Shan smiled and spread Wu You's tightly clenched hands, making his palms face up, and after a while, the mahogany sword fluttered out by itself.
They divided this big Leba, which is comparable to a murder weapon, into pieces, and then sat around each other. Although this place is not safe, if they don't take advantage of this time to replenish their strength, in case there is a more dangerous situation later, with their current strength The situation must not be able to cope.
"Speaking of which." After eating something, Nanshan felt his physical strength recover a little, "Do you have a feeling that what happened here, you have also experienced it in reality."
As soon as he finished speaking, An Wujiu noticed that Yang Erci, who was chewing the bread, paused for a while, and then continued to eat calmly for about two seconds.
This reaction was nothing to others, but it was a problem to Yang Erci, who had never had any emotional ups and downs.
What is she related to that has appeared here
An Wujiu first ruled out the deformed child caused by the rainbow herbicide. Although Yang Erci is familiar with this matter, she will not be a victim, and neither does bisexuality.
He raised his head again and observed Yang Erci's face.
An Wujiu predicted that she was a Chinese with Russian descent.
Now it seems that there is a high probability that it is Ukraine.
"Is there none?" Nanshan finally took the initiative to speak up and confessed to others, "I thought everyone would have the same situation, because in reality I am an abandoned child of a surrogate."
Wu You's expression changed.
"Can't you tell?" Nanshan smiled, "I was adopted by my master. I heard that I was thrown on the side of the road. My master came out to throw garbage at night and took a walk and picked me up." He spoke very calmly, as if he was telling a story, with a smile on his face.
"Then he took you in?" Josh asked.
"Actually, he didn't want to raise me at first." Nanshan smiled, "He said he couldn't even support himself. Nowadays, people like Western religions, Taoism is on the decline, and there are fewer people who even read Feng Shui, so they can support their families. It's not easy, I have long planned to close the level and go to do tarot divination for others."
Wu You's face collapsed in an instant, and he finally knew who he learned from this guy's unreliability...
It's just in the same line.
"But what a coincidence, just the night before he met me, he did the math himself, saying that he must have an apprentice in his destiny. He didn't believe it at first, but he picked me up the next day."
"Wow." Josh is a pure Westerner, curious about the mysterious oriental religious arts, "Your master sounds like a very handsome man."
"Here...he is a 1.7-meter-long bearded little old man. Different people have different opinions on aesthetics." Nanshan explained euphemistically, and continued, "After he picked me up, he took me to a friend who ran a black clinic for examination. I didn't expect My closed disciple is a sick child with insufficient womb and strange narcolepsy, and most importantly, the doctor said that from the traces on my body, someone has already done a genetic examination on me."
An Wujiu rested his chin on his hand, with a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth.
It seems that it was dissatisfied when it was dissected, so I went to check it specially, and felt that there was no need to keep it, so I threw it away.
If he heard these things normally, he would just listen to them as stories, but now that they are in the game, it stands to reason that players should be randomly matched.
But the players in the game, and the settings of the game itself, have a part of the overlapping experience.
Things don't seem to be that simple.
"How do you know you were born as a surrogate?" Shen Ti slurred his words with sugar in his mouth.
Nan Shan wiped the small wooden sword in his hand with his sleeve, "I heard from my master that the swaddle on my body seems to have the name of a surrogacy company printed on it, called proxy, Proxie."
The name is easy to understand, so I just call myself a surrogacy company.
An Wujiu wanted to ridicule, but suddenly felt that the name of this company was very familiar.
Shen Ti wanted to ask something, but An Wujiu suddenly grabbed his arm.
In this state, his expression rarely became serious, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was recalling something.
"The hospital we went to last time, when the query screen was opened, there were hospitals related to the same system, and this one was there."
"Proxy..." Shen Ti seemed to recall, "Their logo is in the shape of a rainbow arch bridge."
Things suddenly became weird. The rainbow level, the surrogate factory, and the background of the game players in the game can be linked together to point to a real company.
Shen Ti also found that since Nanshan mentioned this topic, Yang Erci's expression and attitude appeared slightly abnormal. From the beginning of this game, she has never been in a daze for a moment, she has always been focused and calm.
But she is not as big-hearted as Nanshan, she seems to be a person who is not easy to open her heart.
An Wujiu vaguely sensed something was wrong, and asked Nanshan, "Are you also in Philadelphia now?"
"Yeah." Nan Shan nodded and put away the unfinished bread, "I was abandoned in Philadelphia."
An Wujiu added, "Your biological parents are of Asian descent, and they are a surrogate in Proxie, so it shouldn't be difficult to find them."
Because his state at this time has stripped most of his goodwill, he has no awareness that he is uncovering the scars of others, and his words are very straightforward.
"Why don't you go to them?"
Before Nan Shan answered, Wu You who had been silent all this time spoke before him.
"It was intentionally abandoned, so what if you find it?"
Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Josh immediately changed the subject with a smile, "It's so dry, this bread should be mixed with some water, I forgot."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Erci took out a bottle of water, which she exchanged for this round of exchange opportunities.
"Drink something, I'm ready to find clues." Yang Erci's attitude was as cold as ever, and he put the unscrewed water bottle among the crowd. Although the wound on the back of her neck was wrapped in a hair band, the blood from before had almost soaked the fabric.
"Instead of discussing this here, it's better to get out alive." She stood up indifferently.
Sure enough, there is a problem.
An Wujiu rested his chin with his left hand, and drew circles on the ground with his right hand. Seeing the people around him stand up one by one following Yang Erci, he didn't bother to move.
"Don't go?" Shen Ti touched his foot with his foot.
An Wujiu raised his face, looked at Shen Ti who was standing on his right side, and lazily shook his head like a cat.
"I'm sleepy and want to sleep." After finishing speaking, he lay down on the ground with loose limbs and closed eyes, as if nothing had anything to do with him.
After closing his eyes, An Wujiu connected these trivial details together in his mind.
There were problems with that hospital from the very beginning. He clearly remembered that his mother was there, but he couldn't find any information about her.
That hospital has the same origin as the hospital where Nanshan was born. If you check it from the higher-level company, you will be able to find something.
He vaguely heard footsteps and felt that Shen Ti had probably left, so he quietly opened his right eye and glanced at it for a while.
There was no one on the right.
But when she turned her head, she saw Shen Ti squatting in front of her, guarding him like a big cat.
"What are you doing?" An Wujiu blinked.
"It's not safe to sleep here alone." Shen Ti squatted and tilted his head at him.
More like a cat.
Hearing what he said, An Wujiu chuckled lightly, turned over and faced Shen Ti.
Then he stretched out his hand, leaned over, and shook Shen Ti's exposed ankle.
"You seem to have made a mistake."
Fingertips tracing the shape of his bones
"I'm the most dangerous creature on this floor."