Be a BUG in a survival game

Chapter 80 Real Qin Qi

Chapter 80 Reality Qin Qi

The fat man worked very quickly. In less than half a minute, the invitation message to form a team came.

[The player "Zounanchuangbei" invites you to carpool together. Departure time: 2021.5.26, 9:00. Will you get on the bus?

Su Tingyu clicked OK.

[Player ‘Angel Su’ carpooled successfully, current number of riders: 3, departure time: 2021.5.26, 9:00]

[Parallel Paradise sincerely wishes you a happy carpooling experience, a wonderful journey, and a happy life]

After the team formation for the next round of dungeons was finalized, Fatty continued to ask Qin Qi about the event dungeon in the group.

Fatty: [Brother Qin, tell me about the event dungeon, I’m curious]

Su Tingyu: [+1, I’m curious too~]

…

In a dark room, the thick curtains were tightly drawn, and only a lamp was lit on the bedside table.

On the translucent panel, some text popped up intermittently.

The man leaning against the bedside was staring at the panel quietly. The weak white light from the desk lamp shone on his face, which made him look a little sickly pale. His lips were pursed slightly, and there was no trace of healthy blood.

[Brother Qin, please tell me about the event copy, I’m curious]

The man looked at the extra line of words on the panel. When the fingers of his right hand, which was flat on the quilt, moved slightly, there was a knock on the door.

Then, a middle-aged woman's voice sounded:

"Qi Shao, lunch has been delivered."

The man's eyebrows were calm, and more content gradually appeared in the input box on the panel.

The voice outside the door paused for a few seconds. Instead of leaving as usual, it sounded again, this time with a bit of hesitation:

"...Also, Master Shen asked me to inform Qi Shao that he will bring friends here in the evening..."

After he finished speaking, no new words appeared in the input box on the panel.

The man's pupils seemed to dilate slightly because of these words. The pupils that were originally somewhat clear turned into chaos, like water in a pool that had suddenly been muddied.

Ten minutes later, there was no more sound outside the door.

The man's slightly stiff body moved, and he slowly moved to the bedside, reached out to grab the armrest of a wheelchair, lifted the quilt with his other hand, and struggled with his upper body to drag his unconscious legs to sit on the wheelchair.

Then, he controlled the wheelchair to the door, opened a small crack, and found a meal on the floor outside the door.

The man bent down and took it into the room.

close the door.

He didn't go back first, but sat by the door, finished the meal bit by bit, put the tableware outside the door, and then controlled the wheelchair and returned to the bed.

When I returned to bed again and covered myself with quilt, more than forty minutes had passed.

The man quietly stared at the panel...and the half-entered but unsent content.

The chat interface has also been updated with new information.

[Brother Qin?]

[still there?]

[Ah? Where have people gone?]

[Brother Qin, are you busy with something?]

[Qin Qi, let me go and draw a prize first~ Call us when you come back]

[…]

After reading the dozen or so pieces of information several times, the man deleted the original content in the input box one by one.

He stared at the panel for a long time and slowly typed some content——

[you](deleted)