Different Dimension Game

The "Xanadu" clue is recorded, and it is still a game clue worth 500 points!

Wang Hao raised his eyebrows with joy, as if something called "joy" was about to overflow from his body.

He was worried about not being able to play games, and as a result, someone delivered it to his door.

I couldn't help rubbing my hands, today's game time has come to an end.

"Hey, I'm here."

Click on [Xanadu], and a fog-like dialog box pops up.

[Please note that the idealism level of "Xanadu" is level five! The level of panic is high! ! It is not suitable for people with sub-health such as heart disease, high blood pressure, diabetes, etc. Please confirm that you do not have the above diseases! 】

[Please confirm that you are at least 18 years old and have relevant experience in other horror games! 】

"What are you doing? To my surprise, this king is very healthy!"

Click the "Confirm" button.

[The mission script is a 5-star high-difficulty copy. 】

[The characters entering the script are limited to children under the age of 12. 】

[It is detected that you currently do not have a suitable character, and you need to create an "avatar" for a suitable task. The cost of creating an avatar each time is 200 points. 】

Immediately dumbfounded, why is there such a request?

Children under the age of 12 obviously have no fighting power, yet they have to challenge the 5-star difficult script, the legendary Quiet Collar?

The 800 points in hand can only buy four lives.

After 4 times, there is no money left!

And this series of gimmicks have already made Wang Hao tremble there, thinking wildly: "I want to see how thrilling it will be! If I can't play an excellent dungeon, I will be angry!"

The **** player took a deep breath and began to boost his morale.

He thought he was a very courageous person, but what should I say... The thoughts of the Silence Leader and the Curse were running around in his mind, which still made him shudder.

A game with a very high level of panic obviously requires some psychological preparation.

"Forget it, let's eat first."

"I'll play when my cousin comes home."

He took off his helmet, rubbed his sore eyes, and found that the pair of ponytails had already arrived home, and he was consciously cooking in the kitchen.

She seems to be in a good mood. Young girls are always enthusiastic, as if there is something called youth overflowing. The kitchen knife in his hand was busy, spreading the sliced ​​scallions and chili peppers on the turbot that was just bought in the morning, and then drizzling the hot oil to excite the fragrance, and humming an unknown tune in his mouth.

Wang Hao smelled this fragrance from a distance, and saliva came out.

This is the breath of life!

"You play games all day and night again. I see you giggling in your seat with your helmet on, shaking your head as if you've taken medicine." Han Xiaoyue washed her hands, took out her phone, and smiled and showed herself shooting down the video.

Wang Hao was stunned there.

The self in the video is simply a typical scene of "mentally handicapped children having a lot of fun", and he even made a surprised chicken croak.

It was a huge surprise for him after the visitor "Lu Tianming" brought him a clue to the game!

500 points for prostitution, can you not be surprised?

He couldn't help blushing, and said loudly: "Quickly delete it, how can you take pictures of other people's embarrassing... You won't find a boyfriend!"

Han Xiaoyue thought she had grasped Wang Hao's handle, and two small dimples appeared on her face: "I work hard in school every day, and I will cook for you when I come back on weekends."

"I can go to the hall and go to the kitchen. Do you think I can't find a boyfriend?"

Wang Hao coaxed and said, "A good girl can't take pictures of boys secretly. You are like a hooligan who wants to violate me, you know? This is sexual harassment, understand?"

"I'll scream if I don't delete it, rascal!"

Han Xiaoyue put the lid on the pot fiercely, and he made it a little funny: "If you have the ability, don't eat the fat-headed fish made by female hooligans!"

This turbot should be steamed slowly for 10 minutes on a low fire to make the soup taste good.

Eat, you must eat.

Wang Hao was not going to continue the debate with the female hooligan, so he chose to sit quietly at the table and start playing with his mobile phone.

He began to search for the keywords "Xanadu", but no matter how he searched, it was Tao Yuanming's "Peach Blossom Land", or some online game, some small advertisements of travel agencies, but there was no really useful strategy at all.

"It seems that you still have to experience it yourself."

Soon, Han Xiaoyue cooked her lunch and brought all the dishes.

He took out a peach that was bigger than his fist from the refrigerator, and said with some confusion, "That video has been deleted, don't be angry, big cousin... I want to eat this peach."

"Then eat it yourself, you're welcome."

"It was sent by your friend. I'm afraid there are bugs in it, so you can cut it for me."

Seeing the fruit knife that Han Xiaoyue handed over, Wang Hao was a little puzzled, and he couldn't help but sneer: "Are all fairies now so squeamish, and need someone else to cut a peach for her? There's a fart bug."

"Come on, I want to eat peaches!"

Wang Hao rolled his eyes, but in the end he couldn't bear the desire to pamper his cousin~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and cut the peaches into pieces.

Not to mention, the peaches sent by the sand sculptures in Qunli are big, sweet, fragrant, and very delicious.

If he hadn't known that Han Xiaoyue was a foodie, he wouldn't be able to eat it himself, and wouldn't have stayed.

Next, Han Xiaoyue ate peaches there, and Wang Hao enjoyed a turbot by himself, along with some vegetables, and he was very satisfied with two bowls of rice.

He was always satisfied with Han Xiaoyue's cooking skills.

"you're not eating?"

"I want to lose weight."

"I used to have a classmate who always wanted to lose weight."

By the way, he talked about some interesting things at school.

Although he has only just graduated for a year, Wang Hao always feels that the time on campus is very, very far away from him, as if he has not had this experience, he can't help but sigh that the deceased is so reluctant to give up day and night.

"Why didn't you find a girlfriend at school? What about those good-looking school girls?" Han Xiaoyue asked.

Facing this problem, Wang Hao was a little troubled. His peach blossom luck has always been good, and there is actually no shortage of girls.

But... how should I put it, when a relationship beyond friendship is about to occur, there is always a mysterious force blocking him.

It's either that something happened to the girl's house, or that I suddenly don't love him anymore, and have no interest.

or something else...

He couldn't help but sighed again and said, "I don't know why it's all gone."

"For example, there used to be a school girl who was engaged in a math and analog competition together. She was a special person. She couldn't write papers, and she was not good at playing games. However, she knew the common characteristics of men, lust, so she and boys There is always a rustling feeling in the voice of speaking."