Death Spiral [Infinite Flow]

Honeysuckle lived in Lian Qiao's house for a long time, and her physical condition improved day by day.

Having nothing to do, Ren Dong began to play games with Lian Qiao. Honeysuckle itself is not very interested in games. He has lived for more than 20 years and has hardly touched video games, so his technology is terrible. However, with the experience of ghost dungeons, Ren Dong is very handy when playing puzzle games.

Lian Qiao is deliberately cultivating his game awareness. When Ren Dong discovered this, he thought sadly: It's over, he finally discovered the fact that I'm a rookie.

In their spare time, the two will also discuss the ghost copy.

Five Zang Temple is the sixth dungeon, and it is already difficult to do so, what will happen to the seventh dungeon?

Although the existence of the gentleman made the difficulty of the Temple of the Five Zang-zang a lot more difficult, but even if there is no gentleman, the copy itself is very difficult. After all, clearing the dungeon requires sacrificing organs, which forced them to fight each other. In this premise, there is not much difference between being a gentleman or not.

Gentlemen just like to torture people before digging their guts. It is this copy that really wants them to die!

"Speaking of which..." Lian Qiao thoughtfully while peeling the fruit, "Isn't that the copy of the nine series also the last level of Iwami Chuan? I think about it now that the copy is actually It's also quite difficult, if it wasn't for Ishi Jianchuan's plug-in, how would we pass the customs?"

Xu Rendong nodded. Not to mention those ghosts with high combat power, just collecting rings with debuffs is an impossible task for them both.

For them, the fifth level has greatly increased the difficulty due to the existence of Ishimizu, so the subsequent dungeons will also become more and more difficult.

It was horrific.

These days, every time the two talk about the dungeon, there is a faint haze in their hearts. Lian Qiao worried about how to explain to their parents if something happened to the two of them. Ren Dong was worried about how many times she would have to die tragically before she could find a way out.

Suffering is certain. Ren Dong figured it out and saw through it.

Rebirth healed his body, even George healed his heart. In a sense, he is invincible.

It's this "invincible"...it looks a bit miserable.

While cultivating game awareness, Honeysuckle is also working hard to exercise. However, he has just recovered from a serious illness, and the so-called exercise is only at the level of "rehabilitation". Even Qiao didn't dare to let him use too much force. After all, almost half of the bones in his body were broken. If the old injury recurred when the dungeon was approaching, it would not be worth the loss.

After the discussion, even Joe decided to write a suicide note first, explaining his legacy clearly. Since I can't give my parents an explanation, I can only give a sum of money.

Lindong knew that they would definitely survive under the rebirth plug-in, but in order to cooperate with Lian Qiao, he also wanted to write a suicide note and donate all the money he had saved over the years to the orphanage.

The two hid the suicide note and lived as usual.

When the honeysuckle gets better, the two of them picked a day with good weather and went to visit Ishimi Chuan at X University, wanting to ask the real boss who has cleared the customs, what advice he has for them. Better to have some leftover Pokémon to give them, since he's useless anyway.

Unexpectedly, Iwami wears daily prostitution in the daytime, so she can't get up and refuses to see guests.

After all, it's a matter of life and death, even Qiao doesn't care so much, and knocks on the door. The two inside were impatient with his arguing, and finally opened the door a crack. With a flushed face and uneven breathing, Ishi Jianchuan stuck his head out from the crack of the door, his long and narrow eyebrows drenched in a dissatisfied blush. He scolded Lian Qiao extremely violently, and then spread his hands.

"No. After the copy is released, the props are emptied, and there is nothing."

"Then..."

Lian Qiao still wanted to ask, but Ishikawa said impatiently: "Is there anything to ask, it really doesn't work, you can get it if you use the key."

The muscles at the corner of Lian Qiao's eyes twitched imperceptibly. Xu Rendong was stunned for a second, and then he remembered that they still had a brass key of unknown use.

"What is the key for?" Xu Rendong asked.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he glanced at Lian Qiao if he didn't know anything, and said, "The key, of course, is used to unlock the lock."

Xu Rendong: "What lock? Where is it?"

Ishimizu: "When you see it, you will naturally know."

Xu Rendong frowned slightly. It was as if he didn't say it, and it was obvious that he was deliberately hiding something. Iwami Chuan's urine nature, he knew, this person likes to cheat. What he doesn't want to say, even if you kill him, he won't say it.

The key is that they really can't beat him. Otherwise, even if there is no way to extort a confession by torture, it would be very good to beat him up to vent his anger.

Iwami Chuan refused to speak. A jade-white arm stretched out from the door and hooked him back. Although the arm was a little weirdly white, its muscles were strong and graceful, and it obviously belonged to a sturdy young man.

Honeysuckle Lian Qiao left the indescribable office, thinking about the key all the way back.

Lian Qiao was driving the car, and when he looked at the mirror, he found that the honeysuckle in the passenger seat was studying the brass key. Ren Dong's fingers slowly stroked the word "Lian Qiao" engraved on it, and suddenly said, "This key must be very important to you."

Even Qiao was inexplicably panicked, and there were some unspeakable emotions flashing in his eyes. He moved his lips, but didn't speak for a moment. It took me a long time to reply with the word "um".

Honeysuckle sighed: "It's a pity that there are too few clues."

Lian Qiao rarely talked to him out of whimsy, just stared at the road ahead and said lightly: "Even if you find that lock, you don't know what's behind the lock. Don't think about it, go Take it one step at a time."

There is no other way. Xu Rendong had no choice but to nod.

The deadline for entering the dungeon is getting closer and closer, and the two are busy preparing. After all, Honeysuckle is young and his body recovers quickly. Coupled with the scientific guidance of ICU nutrition guidelines, his physical strength has been greatly improved.

Lian Qiao's parents rarely go home, so although he lives in Lian Qiao's house, he rarely sees the two chief directors. One night, Lian Qiao's mother solemnly called Ren Dong into the room, closed the door and chatted for a long time. Honeysuckle looked weird when she came out, but Lian Qiao's mother was relieved, with joy written all over her face.

Lian Qiao nervously pulled Honeysuckle aside and asked what his mother said to him.

Honeysuckle: "..." He took out two boxes of things from his pocket, stared at Lian Qiao faintly and said, "Your mother asked me to take protective measures and protect myself."

Lian Qiao: "???" Lian Qiao stared at the ultra-thin 0.01 word, and felt a burst of hot eyes, and couldn't help but become annoyed and said, "Damn! What does she mean! Can't even my own son believe it? She thought I was going to go out and fuck?"

After he finished speaking, he jumped up, going to his mother to have a good theory and prove his innocence.

"Hey, wait!" Honeysuckle pulled him amusedly, "That's not what you mean. Your mother said, even if you are not sick, that...the mucous membrane is relatively fragile and easy to wear. And...that The side belongs to the pollution channel, if it is broken, it is easy to be infected, so it must be well lubricated and protected..."

Lian Qiao's head hurts.

"What the hell..." His face was hot, and he muttered in a low voice, "Why is my mother so embarrassed to tell you this, she is so embarrassed to say that I am embarrassed to listen!"

Honeysuckle looked at the tips of his slightly red ears and thought he was very cute. Suddenly thinking of playing with him, he stared into his eyes and said seriously: "Your mother also said that the dirt is not only infectious diseases, but also bacteria and fungi. She told you to... wash more before use, it is best Disinfect with alcohol."

Lian Qiao: "..." Just listening to it makes me feel cold.

Is this my mother? This is Fax!

Lian Qiao was in a trance when Ren Dong suddenly asked, "By the way, where is your suicide note?"

"Here." Lian Qiao reached out and took out a book on the shelf, which contained his suicide note, "...what's the matter?"

Xu Rendong said: "I think about it, let's destroy the suicide note."

Lian Qiao flipped the book.

"No matter how well written a suicide note is, it cannot make up for the pain of bereavement." Ren Dong took out his suicide note from his pocket, rubbed the envelope lightly with his fingers, and then showed no mercy. Tore it apart, "We must come out alive."

Lian Qiao stared at him, and gradually raised his eyebrows.

"You finally..."

Before he finished speaking, even Joe stopped.

Xu Rendong looked at him inquiringly, even Qiao shook his head with a smile, and didn't say anything, just tore up his suicide note. Then he came over and hugged him and said, "Okay. We must come out alive."

…

The peaceful days passed by, and it was finally time to enter the last instance.

Lian Qiao's parents were not at home that day. The two of them put on their backpacks, packed all the equipment they could imagine, and waited quietly for the arrival of the elevator at home.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, the air suddenly stagnates.

The silver-white elevator suddenly appeared in the living room. Everything around seemed to have changed, and it seemed that nothing had changed. The elevator was close at hand, the two stood up from the sofa, and even Qiao even picked two strawberries from the coffee table and fruit bowl.

Put one into his mouth and hand the other to Honeysuckle's mouth.

Honeysuckle stuttered. Fresh strawberries in winter, with a slightly cool, refreshing sweetness, slide all the way into the stomach from the tip of the tongue.

"It's delicious." Lian Qiao said.

Honeysuckle smiled slightly: "When we come out, go buy some more."

Lian Qiao squeezed his hand and said yes with a smile. So the two no longer nostalgic, took a deep breath, raised their legs and stepped into the elevator.

As soon as the two stepped into the elevator, the door closed automatically, and then there was a low motor running sound around. This scene is very familiar, as if it has been experienced thousands of times.

In the low roar of the elevator, neither of the two said a word, just clasped each other's hands.

Soon, a few large characters appeared in front of the two of them.

—“1992-2020.”

The string of numbers is like a projection, hanging in the air without any support. The two stared at the numbers for a while, both slightly startled.

"This is...?" Lian Qiao didn't know what to think, his expression changed slightly, he turned his head and asked Ren Dong, "You were born in 1992... right?"

Xu Rendong nodded solemnly.

Lian Qiao did not speak any more, bit her lip and lowered her eyes.

1992-2020.

1992 is Honeysuckle's birthday, 2020 is this year's year.

So, 1992-2020…

Before thinking about it, Ren Dong suddenly exclaimed in a low voice: "Lian Qiao!"

This scene seems familiar. Lian Qiao's pupils shrank, and he looked at his body subconsciously. His body has not changed in any way, still the size of an adult.

However, in his blink of an eye, the honeysuckle has shrunk at an alarming rate. The jacket and sweatpants all slipped off the body, and Ren Dong had to hold on to it, and the more immature face flushed red.

Honeysuckle spoke again, her voice was as high as a child's: "Why is it only me this time!"

Shrunk to the point where the small hands can't hold the belt, and the short legs can't support the body.

"Wow—"

Even Joe: "..." Can't even speak? !

Honeysuckle's shrinking speed is unbelievable, but at least it stopped at the infant stage. Otherwise, Lian Qiao is really worried that if he shrinks again, he will become a fertilized egg. How can he support him and keep it in a water bottle?

Lian Qiao hurriedly picked up the baby and wrapped his clothes around him. The clothes still had the body temperature of honeysuckle, but the body of honeysuckle had turned into a purple baby.

Ugly…

Although I told Lian Qiao rationally, this is how babies are born.

Dry and shriveled, with wrinkled skin, like an old purple potato.

Lian Qiao couldn't accept that his handsome object turned into a purple potato! And this purple potato can't speak yet, only knows how to cry!

"Wow—" When the wrinkled purple potato cried, her eyes and mouth were crowded into a ball, making her even uglier.

Babies cry loudly, especially in small spaces like elevators. The sound waves bounced back and forth, shaking even Qiao's brain.

At this moment, the elevator door opened suddenly, which startled Lian Qiao. Lian Qiao was shocked to find that he didn't hear the usual "ding" sound, because all the sounds around him were drowned out by the crying!

Why are you crying!

Lian Qiao was at a loss for a while, holding the crying purple potato, and finally decided: don't worry, go out first. No matter how noisy, this is honeysuckle. Take good care.

"Don't be afraid. I will definitely take you out." Lian Qiao touched the wrinkled face of Little Honeysuckle, wanting to give him a soothing kiss. However, after doing psychological construction for a long time, he still couldn't kiss.

What's with this feeling of being a father...

Lian Qiao sighed in his heart, gave up struggling, hugged the baby and stepped out of the elevator.

In the next second, my hands are empty.

"Huh?" Even Joe looked at his empty hands in shock.

Will it not really become a fertilized egg? !