Game Boss She Comes From Interstellar

"You're welcome. If you feel embarrassed, just give me the prop instead of the potion. I won't mind."

Accurately taking the potion from Zhu An, Jun Shu grasped it in the air, and then threw back an unknown object, "Give it back to you."

Zhu An walked towards the room and grabbed the things thrown over him without looking back.

When he opened it, he found that Junxuan had actually been obedient and given him a prop in return!

Since Jun was willing to give it up, Zhu An did not refuse and accepted the props generously, "I'm tired, let's go rest first."

Other players don't know what is going on with Junxuan and Zhu An.

But Jun knows himself.

I was so immersed in the fight with the big guy that I forgot that there was another ghost. If Zhu An hadn't joined the fight in time and knocked away the little girl's whip, he would have been lying on the ground like Liu Qing.

Therefore, he had to thank him for this favor.

After the ghost was dragged away by the iron chain, several rooms appeared out of thin air beside the separate inclined staircase in the lobby on the second floor, and the names of players were hung on the doors.

Zhu An went in first. After seeing the room, the other players hesitated for a moment and also chose to enter the room to replenish their mental strength.

As the other players left, except for Liu Qing who fell into a coma, only An Ran, Yin Bai, and Jun Xu were lying on the sofa with their hands folded.

"Do we know each other?" Junxuan said to An Ran.

Ever since he entered the dungeon, he felt inexplicably familiar with An Ran, so he deliberately waited until the other players had left before asking about An Ran.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yin Bai's face darkened instantly. He didn't know what Jun Xu wanted to do.

But Yin Bai concluded that it was not a good thing to talk to An Ran with bad intentions, and spoke to Jun Shu in a rude manner.

"Stop being clever and don't try to influence her."

The originally cold and calm voice was now filled with overwhelming anger.

Junzhu naturally heard Yinbai's obvious emotional change in tone. He raised his hands above his head and spoke sincerely, "The grudge between us is our business. I promise not to do anything to hurt her out of spite."

"The reason why I ask this is because when I look at An Ran, I feel like I'm meeting an old friend."

what's going on?

There were Ren Qingqing and Jun Xu in front of me, how come they both said they looked familiar to them.

Could it be that Junzhu is his friend in real life?

Thinking of this, An Ran said uncertainly, "Maybe we have met in real life?"

Really? Junxu thought about the people he knew, and he definitely didn't find a friend like An Ran in his impression. But when An Ran said this, he must have wanted to end the topic and was unwilling to talk about it.

Junzhu had no choice but to follow suit and said, "I guess so."

But Junxui misunderstood. He didn't know that Anran had lost the memory of the real world; Anran actually wanted to ask Junxuan about his identity in reality.

Unfortunately, the two people misunderstood the meaning of the conversation, causing the topic to end in vain.

Seeing Junxun walk back to the room as weak as a frosted eggplant, Yinbai's mood improved.

Although Junshui said that he had no intentions of harming An Ran, he felt a little jealous when he saw the two of them chatting.

Even Junxun was injured, so he wouldn't be injured as well, right?

An Ran saw Jun Shu's limping back, and couldn't help but worry about Yin Bai beside him.

"Yin Bai, don't move." She called him commandingly, and An Ran carefully inspected the rips in Yin Bai's clothes.

An Ran's serious eyes made Yin Bai couldn't help but feel excited, her eyes were gentle, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.

But soon, Yin Bai came back to his senses, and An Ran was checking whether there were any injuries on his body.

"I'm fine, go back and rest." Yin Bai took a step back and leaned his back against the wall, trying to trick An Ran into returning to the room early.

He didn't want An Ran to worry about his own injury.

How could Yinbai's abnormal behavior escape An Ran's eyes?

Normally, Yinbai would like to hold her hand all the time, but now he doesn't send him to the door of the room, but takes a step back. This is absolutely abnormal.

"What are you doing against the wall? Are you feeling unwell?" An Ran, who had deduced everything, acted deliberately and asked Yin Bai with a puzzled look on his face.

He raised his right hand with concern and stretched it towards Yinbai's forehead.

Seeing An Ran's concern, Yin Bai was happy, but more panicked.

If An Ran discovers his wound, he will definitely have to worry again.

Yinbai shook his head, "It's okay."

"Yeah." An Ran hummed, lowering his head to see her expression clearly.

Yin Bai also breathed a sigh of relief. Just when she was about to ask An Ran to go back to her room, she saw An Ran raised her left hand with warm and angry eyes, "Is this okay?"

An Ran's left hand was stained bright red with blood.

When Cheng Yinbai wasn't paying attention, An Ran stretched out her left hand to his back.

At this moment, Yin Bai had nothing to say and could only stay where he was.

"Turn around," An Ran wiped the blood on his left hand, found some remaining bandages from the dungeon in his backpack, and prepared to apply medicine to Yin Bai.

Yinbai had no choice but to turn around and press his face against the wall, which seemed a bit like facing the wall and thinking about it.

An Ran knelt down and tore open the corner of his clothes that was about to fall off.

The moment she saw the wound, An Ran frowned. Yinbai's injury was too serious. The entire back was covered with wounds of various sizes, with new injuries adding to the old ones.

"Does it hurt?" An Ran carefully placed her hand on his back. The original anger that Yin Bai felt for hiding her injury disappeared, and she felt a trace of heartache that she had not even noticed.

God-like people can get hurt too.

In the process of becoming gods, people will not notice that it is the unbearable pain of others that creates gods.

Yin Bai noticed An Ran's emotional changes and comforted her, "It doesn't hurt, it's just a minor injury."

He didn't want to show it to An Ran because he was afraid that An Ran would show such an expression.

Still trying to show off, An Ran sighed, asked Yin Bai to turn around and said, "Take off your clothes."

This sentence frightened Yinbai to stumble and start coughing.

"Your back is all bruised. Take it off so I can apply medicine." Seeing that Yin Bai was motionless and froze in place, An Ran urged.

Otherwise, how can I take the medicine properly?

Seeing the seriousness in An Ran's eyes, Yin Bai had no choice but to take off his shirt and turn around again.

With her wheat-like complexion, coupled with her sperm-shaped waist, and her abdominal muscles rising and falling slightly with Yinbai's breathing, just one glance made An Ran envious.

Wearing clothes to show off your body, taking off clothes to show off your body, you are like a natural clothes rack, you can look good in whatever you wear, this is a truly healthy body.

An Ran got rid of the distracting thoughts in her mind and carefully prescribed the medicine for Yin Bai.

Sensing the warmth coming from behind, Yinbai's face was expressionless, but his ears, which were so red that they were bleeding, proved that he was not calm at this time.

Yin Bai faced the wall and thought about his fault. An Ran asked him to raise his hand from time to time, and used bandages to protect the more seriously injured areas to avoid secondary injury and infection.

The two of them finished applying the medicine in a very strange posture.

"Okay." An Ran clapped her hands, packed the medical waste in a separate garbage bag, and placed it next to the trash can.

The sudden withdrawal of warmth made Yin Bai's eyes obviously a little disappointed, but then he took out his clothes and thanked An Ran seriously.

"Thanks."

No one noticed his injury before this, and in their eyes, God would not be injured.

So after suffering many injuries, he has become accustomed to staying away from people and applying medicine himself.

Hearing Yin Bai's thank you, An Ran felt a little awkward. How could she feel so uncomfortable?

What else do we need to say thank you to? You have helped me a lot in the past.

Just when she was about to say this, An Ran felt it was inappropriate and changed her words after thinking, "You're welcome."

"The medicine on your back needs to be changed every day. If it is inconvenient to be alone, remember to come to me."

"Yeah." Yinbai agreed, "Go and have a rest. Good night."

Good night, my god.

After saying that, he walked back to the room as if running away.

Looking at Yin Bai's back, An Ran went upstairs, found the door with his name on it, opened it, and fell on the sofa.

In the quiet room, An Ran knocked his eyes and fell asleep quickly.

As the players fell asleep, the lights in the hall slowly turned off, leaving only the clocks on the wall flickering.

The sound of walking and kicking echoed in the hall for seconds. After an unknown period of time, numbers appeared again above the phone placed by the player in the corner.

This time the numbers are surprisingly consistent with the clock on the wall.

3:59 minutes.

When the second hand passes again, the minute hand moves forward one step, and at four o'clock, the lights in the hall also light up.

Players who were sleeping were also awakened by the sudden bright light.

He sat up sleepily. Before An Ran could react, the furnishings in the room disappeared before his eyes.

The next second, An Ran found that she was not sitting on the sofa, but on the chair in the initial room.

"What are you doing, preventing people from sleeping well?" Qin Huan complained, not understanding the situation, then leaned on the chair and wanted to continue sleeping.

After this wave of system operations, An Ran woke up completely, and her brain began to operate to analyze the current situation.

Now the system takes the initiative to teleport players here to determine whose behavior triggered the system mechanism.

Before the few people who were awake could speak, the system panel popped up.

[Night 1: Players are asked to vote for the person they most want to eliminate based on all the clues. The time limit is ten minutes]

"You're really planning on killing werewolves," Junxu said.

Doesn't the system just let players choose one of two options, either eliminate the king or eliminate the slaves.

However, Jun Shu's rose-red eyes narrowed dangerously.

At present, everyone knows the identity of Zhu An, and I don’t know the identities of other players.

If you vote now, you may accidentally kill other civilian players.

this……

Before Junxun could say anything, Eliza also understood the meaning of the system, "I just said how could the system be so kind as to let players win by lying down? It turns out that it dug such a big hole."

“The annoying system doesn’t give anyone any time to prepare, so I’m still wearing pajamas!”

Eliza ruthlessly accused the system, and only then did everyone notice Eliza's dress.

She is pink and cute, and is wearing a nightcap, which is in sharp contrast to her arrogant and cold face.

All the players gasped, covered their mouths and snickered.

"Look at Liu Qing, he's even worse off than you." Zhu An combed his long hair and tied it up as he said, "He was picked up by the system before he woke up."

Liu Qing is indeed the most miserable among the players, and the coma system will not let him go.

Hearing that someone was worse off than herself, Eliza felt a lot more balanced and continued the previous topic.

"The identity of the king and the slave have not been found, so I will abstain from voting."

"Anron and I chose to abstain."