She can do whatever she wants with top-notch charm in game of death

At least in this copy, you don't have to worry about food and clothing.

After doing these things, Tong Mu will certainly not sit still and wait to die.

She walked out of the room and decided to go out and find out more information.

This is an old-style tube building. As soon as she opened the door, the door next to it also opened.

An unusually pale woman came out. She was wearing a red dress and her lips were blood red.

Even if she sees such a person in real life, Tong Mu can't help but stay away.

But thinking that this was a game, she stopped her movements.

Pretending to be nonchalant, he prepared to walk over.

"Little boy." The woman suddenly called her.

Tong Mu froze, holding the garbage bag tightly in his hand.

The other party has a very good attitude and is very friendly,

This is a player, this is an NPC. This is not a ghost!

Tong Mu brainwashed herself, and she smiled back, "Good afternoon."

The woman was stunned for a moment, staring straight into her face.

After a while, the voice seemed to become much gentler.

"Are you going downstairs to take out the trash?"

She pointed to the garbage bag in Tong Mu's hand.

Tong Mu nodded, it was so strange to wander downstairs suddenly.

She was going to take out the trash and ask the aunt and uncle downstairs for information 'by the way'.

The elders and aunties of a community are the intelligence center of the entire region.

The woman smiled and said, "Can you help me put away my garbage? I have some soup in the kitchen and I can't move away."

She turned sideways and pointed to the kitchen inside.

Tong Mu looked at the smoke curling inside and saw that soup was indeed being stewed.

Logically speaking, she shouldn't agree to this woman who took the initiative to talk to her.

But the other party's attitude was so good that she couldn't say no.

Tong Mu nodded against his will, "Okay, you can take it over."

The woman's eyes lit up, then she ran into the room and took out a black plastic bag.

The plastic bag was heavy and dripping with blood.

Seeing this thing, Tong Mu couldn't help but think of the dismemberment case in the previous instance.

Meeting the woman's surprised gaze, she took it bravely.

"Thank you, little boy."

Tong Mupi shook his head with a smile, "Don't... you're welcome."

The woman moved very quickly. After saying this, she went in to stew the meat.

Tong Mu's scalp was numb, she hooked the thing in her hand with two fingers and ran downstairs.

There is no elevator in Tongzi Building, so they live on the fourth floor.

An extremely unlucky number.

The plastic bag is very heavy. According to human curiosity, one should open the bag to see what is bleeding inside.

But Tongmu is different.

She was afraid that she would not have the appetite to eat the food cooked by Fu Guanmo at night.

No matter how curious she was, she suppressed it and ran downstairs with the plastic bag in hand.

Tong Mu didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he threw the two bags of garbage into the garbage collection car.

"Little boy, why are you going there in such a hurry?"

The aunt who collected the garbage seemed to know her very well and greeted her with a smile.

Tong Mu looked back at her, her mind wavering between NPCs and player ghosts.

After being silent for half a second, she smiled.

"Auntie, are you out working so early this afternoon?"

The aunt who collected the garbage paused and said with a smile: "You kid, don't I always come out so early?"

Tong Mu's eyes flashed and he took over the conversation with a smile.

"I'm a little dizzy today, I forgot."

On the other side, the uncle and aunt sitting under the tree enjoying the shade also looked over.

An old man holding a cattail leaf fan agreed with a smile.

"Old Zhang, this child's brain is not good for a day or two. Why do you make fun of her every day!"

Before he could finish his words, he was knocked ouch by the aunt next to him.

The aunt looked a little fierce and looked at him angrily.

"Children have said it many times. It's because their memory is not very good, not because their brains are bad!"

The uncle responded with a smile, "You're right, you're right..."

Tong Mu:......

She stood there, hesitated for a few seconds, then leaned over with a smile.

These uncles and aunts, who didn't know whether they were humans or monsters, at least showed no ill will towards her. If you want to find out the information, you can only start with them!

At night, Tong Mu returned to the fourth floor exhausted. Her throat was a little sore.

After some inquiring, Tong Mu found that he had no clue.

But at least she knew a lot of information about the original person.

The people in this game are called childhood.

Well, the name is really perfunctory.

For a moment, Tong Mu couldn't tell whether this character was specifically created based on her in the game.

When I was a child, I moved into Tongzilou with my boyfriend a year ago and worked in this city.

After working for two years, saving some money, and returning to my hometown to repair the house, I can get married.

She and her boyfriend usually have a very good relationship and are almost inseparable.

Tong Mu inquired all afternoon, but couldn't find any useful information.

But those uncles and aunties were really enthusiastic. They even told her about the quarrel the doorman had with the girl next door last week.

Tong Mu was very tired and felt that he was almost ready to go home.

It was quite hot in the afternoon, and the tube building was covered in thick fog all year round. The sun couldn't get in, but the yard was stuffy.

Not knowing how far the game map was, Tong Mu didn't dare to take risks, so she didn't try to go out.

As soon as he opened the door, Fu Guanmo was sitting on the sofa.

Holding a laptop in his hand, his slender fingers tapped quickly.

Tong Mu looked at it for a few times and then looked away.

I closed the door and poured myself a glass of water, drank it in one go, and sat on the other side of the sofa.

Maybe it was because the air was so quiet that even Fu Guanmo couldn't get used to it.

He raised his eyebrows and glanced at Tong Mu, with some surprise in his eyes.

Then, Youyou spoke.

"Have you thought about it?"

That's what I said right away.

Tong Mu was most afraid of him asking her this question, because she hadn't figured out how to reject him gracefully and politely.

Fu Guanmo looked at her quietly, seeing entanglement, guilt, and many other complex emotions on her delicate little face.

Not surprisingly, Tong Mu replied in a low voice.

"not yet."

Then he quickly stood up and ran to the bedroom.

Tong Mu gasped for air, feeling that Fu Guanmo was born to defeat her.

Although Fu Guanmo is very good-looking, Tong Mu has to admit that that is not the look she likes.

Nothing touched her heart.

He even talks so fiercely! They will never be able to get along with each other for the rest of their lives!

She complained in her mind, looked at the white sheets on the bed, paused, took out new ones from the closet and put them on.

She is not mysophobic, but when it is time to be particular, she should still be particular for a while.

After doing this, she was exhausted and sweating profusely.

Just when I was thinking about how to deal with Fu Guanmo's troubles when I went out later, I was attracted by the smell of vegetables.

Crazy secretion of saliva.

Tong Mu was a little annoyed.

Damn it, she looks like a starving ghost now, so disappointing!

While scorning himself, he opened the door against his will and moved to the kitchen.

"I'll help you wash the dishes!"

She trotted over and grabbed the sink.