I picked up a boyfriend in the infinite game

Chapter 128 Happy Hotel 10

In just a few words, Song Guicheng obtained a necklace that seemed to be closely related to the main quest, and also formed a temporary teammate with Chu Wei.

The tones of their conversation were so casual, as if they were asking if they wanted to have lunch together today. It was so natural and as it should be.

Chen Xinke quietly looked at the new teammate from the side.

Chu Wei is very tall, with well-proportioned muscles and clear lines. His brown and black curly hair is soft and shiny. His fox eyes are very eye-catching. They should be smiling and affectionate, but because of his seriousness, they reveal a bit of coldness.

As she was thinking this in her mind, she was caught off guard by Chu Wei's half-smile looking at her. She was startled and quickly looked away.

Song Guicheng was concentrating on studying the door lock of Room 8. This lock was not complicated. Compared with the door he opened during training, it was nothing.

"Look at the apples carved on the wall," he said, pulling out a piece of wire from somewhere, "the couple in the hotel should have a child, between 5 and 8 years old."

The apples carved on the wall change from abstract to concrete, from low to high, just like the growth process of a child, who gets taller and taller, and whose hands get steadier each year.

Chen Xinke pondered for a moment, then squatted down to look at the various apples on the wall: "But we have been here for a day and have not seen any, and the landlady has never mentioned them."

Generally speaking, families with children will have traces of the children's life, such as clothes, tableware, food and so on. However, in this hotel, not to mention the traces of children's life, even the traces of human life are not obvious.

"The child should also be one of the clues," Chen Xinke speculated, "The hint given in the copy is so obvious."

The couple in the hotel has a child. There are many unusual things about the child, and there may be some connection between the child and apples.

"First, we have to make sure whether the child is in the hotel." Song Guicheng bent the wire in his hand twice, poked it into the keyhole, and "click", the lock opened.

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"No way, this is... Room 8?" Chen Xinke was surprised by the scene in front of her and turned to look at Song Guicheng in disbelief.

Song Guicheng didn't expect that the so-called Room 8 was actually a narrow and claustrophobic compartment.

The room was barely big enough for two or three people to stand, and couldn't even accommodate a child's bed. There were no windows, and the light was very dim. Only the daylight coming in from the corridor could barely illuminate a small area at the door.

If the room in the previous copy was a birdcage room, then this so-called room can only be called a box, which completely seals off people's senses and touch, giving people a heavy sense of oppression.

After Song Guicheng entered, he couldn't straighten his back completely, and even breathing became a difficult thing.

"It looks like this place is uninhabitable." Chen Xinke looked up and down Room 8 with a flashlight. She was the only one among the three who could stand up straight.

Song Guicheng measured the length and width of the ground in his mind, tapped the wooden wall with his fingers, and said, "Not necessarily. If you sleep on the floor, you can curl up and sleep."

It’s just hard to imagine how scary and depressing it would be to sleep in a room like this for a night.

Darkness and dampness invaded every corner here, pressing closer and closer, squeezing the people inside into a cramped corner.

Apart from that, there was nothing here. It was empty, with only walls made of logs and a ceiling that could be touched with a hand.

Song Guicheng's nose smelled of dust blown by the wind, the smell of rotten wood eroded by rain, the sweet and sour aroma of cider, and a little bit of a faint fishy smell mixed in.

It looks like something is rotten here.

This faint smell immediately aroused Song Guicheng's vigilance. He picked up a flashlight and searched every corner of the room. Unfortunately, every time he thought he had found it, the smell disappeared.

It seems as if it has never appeared, yet it seems to be following you everywhere, penetrating every pore.

Neither Chen Xinke nor Chu Wei noticed anything unusual. They focused on searching the logs on the wall to see if there were any murals similar to those on the walls outside, but unfortunately they found nothing.

"The clue is broken?" Chen Xinke was a little disappointed and sighed softly.

Song Guicheng took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands. He was calm and said, "It's not that we have gained nothing. At least we have seen what Room 8 looks like. There are still things to dig in it, but we haven't found the direction yet."

He retreated without any reluctance and locked the door.

There are clues inside, but the information they have is not comprehensive and they cannot deduce it yet, so they can only investigate elsewhere first.

"Brother, brother!" Xie Siyou ran up hurriedly. Xiaohua was hanging in the pocket of his denim jacket, with only her head sticking out.

The Martin boots collided with the wooden board, making a "thump thump" sound that echoed in the hotel. Xie Siyou ran all the way to Song Guicheng before stopping.

He put one hand on Song Guicheng's shoulder, took two deep breaths, and said, "Brother, I know what you are looking at! Those marks on the two doors are not scratches at all, they are made by people's fingernails, right!"

He was eager to find the answer, his eyes were filled with eager confusion, and his expression was excited but with a hint of fear hidden inside. He wanted to hear the answer, yet was afraid to hear it.

If it was really scratched out by a person's fingernail... If it was really scratched out by a person's fingernail...

Song Guicheng pulled his crooked collar to make it symmetrical and told him, "Yes."

Xie Siyou's eyes froze for a moment, and he leaned against the wall as if he had lost his temper.

Before he lay on the ground and took a closer look, he thought that the dark brown spots on the messy scratches were traces of wood corrosion. It was not until Xiaohua pulled his sleeve to make him step back that he realized something.

Once someone was dragged forward in this hotel. He struggled hard and grabbed the door so tightly that his nails bled, but he could not resist and could only allow himself to be dragged into the abyss of pain.

The marks, some deep and some shallow, covered the entire bottom edge of the wooden door, almost scraping away that layer, which could only mean that this happened more than once.

Xie Siyou wiped his face, feeling uncontrollable horror and trembling in his heart.

What kind of monster is it that doesn't even want to let people die quickly, but instead plays with them before they die, making them immersed in despair and pain, begging for death.

"Brother," Xie Siyou supported himself on one leg against the wall, covered his eyes with his arms, and said in a trembling voice, "If I break the rules, you must kill me before the monster kills me. Please."

In the dungeon, the words "can't live, can't die" are embodied. People know there is no hope of survival, but they are still unwilling to give them a quick death, so stingy that even death has to beg for mercy before it will come.

Xie Siyou's mind was in a mess, with many memories rolling up and mixing into a ball, making it impossible for him to think until the arm on his eyes was removed.

He saw Song Guicheng.

Song Guicheng's expression was as gentle and warm as usual. He pursed his thin lips and said, "I'm telling you, since you're still alive and well, you don't have to imagine how you're going to die." There was a hint of helplessness and ridicule in these words.

Chen Xinke burst out laughing.

Xie Si reacted, then froze, his body stiffened, and when he thought about how sad he was just now and couldn't control himself, he started digging his toes into the ground.

Seeing that he had recovered, Song Guicheng let go of his arm and handed him a candy: "Here, eat it."

"What is this?" Xie Siyou asked, but he acted quickly, opened the candy and put it into his mouth. It tasted like lemon.

Song Guicheng pinched the four remaining candies in his pocket and said, "A prop to restore sanity."

[Sanity Candy: Restores sanity value. The effect depends on the player’s physical condition].

Just now when Xie Siyou was making his self-introduction, he bought it from the mall, with a minimum purchase of 5 pieces, and each piece costs 1000 points.

Xie Siyou was shocked when he heard the price and took a few more bites carefully.

Song Guicheng briefly recounted what happened to him last night, omitting the part about Wu Zhi. He said, "I suspect that when we see certain sights or hear certain sounds, our sanity will invisibly decrease, and then we will be dragged into a state of fear, sadness, or irritability, and finally do something irreversible."

This invisible thing is the most terrifying and deadly. There is no health bar and no prompts. They don’t even know when their sanity value starts to decrease. They don’t even know why they died until the moment of death.

If Song Guicheng had not taken a course on this subject before entering the copy, it would have taken him some time to realize it.

But in the copy, time is life, and every minute and every second is a race against death.

"We should try to act together," Song Guicheng proposed his own solution. "If we find that one of them is abnormal, we should wake him up immediately. If we have enough points, we can also buy some equipment for ourselves."

The other three had no objection.

Chu Wei suddenly poked Song Guicheng's waist. Song Guicheng had a ticklish spot on his waist, which was very sensitive. He almost subconsciously moved to the side and looked at Chu Wei.

Chu Wei said: "I want to eat candy too."

He spread his palms upwards, just like Song Guicheng had when he reached out to take the necklace just now.

Song Guicheng raised his eyebrows, sighed helplessly, and stuffed a lollipop into his hand: "Eat it, it's bigger than his."

[Sweet Dream Candy: You will have sweet dreams when you sleep after eating it], 200 points each.

Chu Wei took back the candy, slowly peeled off the outer layer of colorful candy wrapper, and put the milky white candy into his mouth.