Be a Social Cow In An Infinite Game

Chapter 167: final copy (fifteen)

In the locked room, Xia Zhiyi and Jing Ruyu were telling stories to Bubu.

After they talked for a while, Bubu lay in their arms and went to read and write by himself.

The two couldn't fall asleep either, so they just lay on the bed and chatted.

They were thinking about what happened at dinner just now.

Why is Mr. Luo so obsessed with Boob?

Did he want to make her into the nourishment of the Scarlet Flower, or did he have other plans?

He said that any conditions can be fulfilled. Does this prove that he is actually the ghost king of this dungeon?

If he is really the ghost king, there is no chance for Bubu to win against him...

But even so, they would not trade Boob as a commodity.

Firstly, Bubu really doesn't like him, so he can't force the child to accept something he doesn't like;

Secondly, Bubu and Jing Ruyu are in a bonded state, and they cannot be separated without leaving the new world. If they want to transfer out, Jing Ruyu's life may be endangered—Mr. Luo may not be here to set them up and wait.

This copy is really full of immeasurable insidiousness from the script to the actors.

Xia Zhiyi said in a voice: "Did you feel that this fifth dungeon seems to be trying to keep Bubu from top to bottom?

"The two mission NPCs are like this, and so is this Mr. Luo... Our daughter is so popular."

Hearing his name, Bubu, who was reading a book, raised his head, and responded cutely: "Boobu?"

Jing Ruyu smiled and kissed her forehead, and let her read the book by herself.

"felt it.

"From the fourth dungeon, our daughter has become popular, and this dungeon is especially obvious."

Jing Jing and Ning Ning also wanted Bu Bu to stay voluntarily.

The group favorite Little Ghost King is really loved by people wherever he goes.

It's just that this liking depends on whether it's pure or not.

The two looked at Boubo and began to worry.

All parties are thinking of keeping Boo Boo, and they are also trying to take Boo Boo away.

Judging from what happened in the restaurant just now, there is no doubt that Boo Boo wants to stay by their side all the time, she will go wherever they go.

The next thing is to see if this dog new world will give this face...

"Mom," the carefree Bubu asked for help, pointing to a certain word on the picture book, "Bobu can't."

The two took a look and patiently led her to read.

The picture once again turned into a warm family time together.

—It’s amazing, it’s the first time I watched a child learn to read in a horror movie

—The atmosphere suddenly became warmer, and it couldn’t be stopped

— I watched the live broadcast for a day, and suddenly I was very reluctant to let the family of three live well for me. I haven’t heard of the revenge plan yet!

—House ghosts call ghosts to come and see again! Now there are more than 9,000, and 10,000 will be able to listen to the revenge plan, soon!

Xia Zhiyi: "..."

Jing Ruyu: "..."

Do you still remember...

"I didn't expect it to have almost 10,000 views in a blink of an eye, and the ranking has also entered more than 130."

Xia Zhiyi was pleasantly surprised by this, but also puzzled.

They live broadcast from morning to night, and there is no reminder to stop broadcasting and rest in the middle. Could it be that these ghosts also follow from morning to night?

Is it so free and leisurely to become a ghost?

"Don't you need to sleep?" She asked the barrage.

- They are all ghosts, and it is somewhat disrespectful to this identity if they are still sleeping

"Oh... that's right, are there many ghosts watching the live broadcast now?"

—Yes, there are the most ghosts in the horror film studio at night

"why?"

—Of course it’s because watching it at night has an atmosphere, you don’t even understand that, watching horror movies usually must be very casual, without a sense of ceremony!

"..."

The two of them hadn't thought about it, they had become ghosts and they needed to find a good atmosphere to watch horror movies.

Isn't it **** here, day or night, and isn't that atmospheric enough? ?

Seeing that the bullet screen was willing to chat and interact with them, the two had an idea and began to ask the bullet screen about Mr. Luo's movements.

The result was rejected by the barrage.

—You guys are spoilers, and you won’t be able to see the spoilers even if they are typed out. The live broadcast room here will be automatically blocked. Didn't the director tell you when you joined the job?

—The director cut them as leeks, who has the heart to tell leeks so carefully

—How do you understand so well, you are from their crew?

—? You are an insult to my character, who wants to work in such a bad crew!

The barrage chatted on its own.

The young couple just watched quietly.

Very good, thanks to the lively barrage, let them feel a light breath in this gloomy night.

After lying on the bed for a while, they didn't wait for the next step of the script.

Jing Ruyu sat up and decided: "I'll go out and find the ferry."

Xia Zhiyi then sat up and said, "I'll go with you, this place is too dangerous to act alone, maybe that Mr. Luo has already set his sights on you."

When Jing Ruyu was about to say something, a very familiar sound of water suddenly sounded in their ears.

The sound of water came suddenly, but it was extremely timely.

It was swaying, very clear, exactly the same as the sound of the ferry in their memory.

People in other rooms also heard the sound of water.

It was so clear that it was as if he had never thought of covering it up, and it was simply displayed in every player's ears so openly.

Xia Zhiyi and Jing Ruyu were a little surprised by this.

They listened intently, trying to identify the direction of the sound of water so that they could find it directly.

But they listened for a long time, no matter where they went in the house, the sound of the water didn't increase or decrease in the slightest.

It was always so clear, as clear as if... the ferry was in their room.

This conclusion surprised and delighted them.

If you happen to be in their room and you don't have to go out to look for it, that would be great.

But looking at the room that was bare on all sides and didn't even have a cabinet, they felt sad again—does it look like there is a passageway?

"floor?"

Xia Zhiyi looked down at the wooden floor under her feet.

"Maybe there is something authentic?"

Jing Ruyu looked around the floor and rolled up her sleeves neatly.

"Search and see."

A few minutes later, the two sat on the bed and found nothing.

No, nothing.

The floor was overturned, the walls were knocked, and even the bed under them was removed and checked, but it was all empty, and there was no place that could lead to the ferry.

At this moment, they suddenly felt like they were being tricked by the dungeon.

Xia Zhiyi thought of something, picked up Bubu and said, "Bubbu, mom needs Bobu's help.

"There is an Uncle Zhou with an injured arm living next door, does Bubu remember him?"

Bubu nodded his head: "Remember!"

Xia Zhiyi nodded and said, "Mom needs Bubu to go to the next door to see if Uncle Zhou is asleep. If he is not asleep, then Bubu will help his mother and ask him if he heard the sound of water. Does Bubu remember?"

Bubu blinked and nodded vigorously: "Bobu remembered!"

Xia Zhiyi patted her head: "Okay, let's go! Go early and come back early, take care of yourself."

—? Are you not allowed to go out?

—Stop it, don't let our Bubble step out of this door! Go to yourselves!

—Such a dark corridor, you are so cruel!

Then the bullet screen watched Boo Boo go straight into the wall.

—? ? ?

—? ? ? ? ? ?

—She can walk through walls? !

—Little thing, we don’t know how many surprises you have

—As expected of the little princess of the Demon Race, there is something

Zhou Feng and his teammates were startled when they saw Boubo suddenly coming through the wall, and their faces were stunned.

How did this come here? ? ?

Bubu ran towards him with a cheerful face: "Uncle, Mom has a question for you!"

Jing Ruyu and Xia Zhiyi squatted by the wall and waited for a while.

Boob will be back soon.

It deftly passes through the wall, coming and going freely.

"How is it? Did you get the question?" Xia Zhiyi looked expectant.

While recalling Zhou Feng's words, Bubu relayed: "Uncle said they heard it!"

He raised his finger and pointed to the next door: "It's in their room!"

Immediately waved his hand: "But uncle said he couldn't find it."

The two looked at each other.

Isn't this the same as their situation?

Could it be that the four rooms are all in this situation, but they are close at hand but can't be found? ?

"Could it be..." Jing Ruyu looked up at the door with a solemn expression, "The passage is in the corridor?"

Xia Zhiyi was startled when she heard the words, and her expression became serious.

If it is in the corridor, the nature is different, who knows what is outside...

She asked Bubu to tell Zhou Feng and Zhou Feng that everyone's situation was the same.

Boo Boo went and came back quickly, very reliable.

Jing Ruyu got up and walked cautiously towards the door.

The moment she raised her hand towards the doorknob, the script came—

[After experiencing so many things in one day, you are deeply exhausted, so you decide to go to bed early to recharge your batteries. 】

Two people: "..."

The pressure on the neck came again.

They had to suspend their plans and take Boo Boo back to bed.

What a weird script.

When it was time to push them to die, they became reserved, and they knew how to let the players recharge their batteries.

The two of them put on the quilt, not worried that the dungeon would kill them while they were asleep.

Because the live broadcast is still going on, the script is not over yet, and the voice of the butler's announcement has not yet appeared, so the players cannot die yet.

If you want to die, you have to let the audience see the following plot to die.

Lying on the bed, Xia Zhiyi was in a complicated mood.

The first time I was forced to sleep by a monster with a knife, it felt really amazing.

"Good night," she said.

"Good night." Jing Ruyu responded.

They closed their eyes, and what they were waiting for was not the dawn, but a death plot that would come without knowing when.

…

In the middle of the night, Zou Miao woke up from his sleep in a daze.

Vaguely, she saw a person standing at the end of the bed.

The man was dressed in white.

With their heads drooped, their hair falling down to cover their faces, and their feet on their beds, they stood upright, like a straight log.

Suddenly, he tilted his head slightly, and a round hole was exposed from behind his hair.