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Post: "Speaking of which, I entered a safe house a few days ago, and today it suddenly occurred to me, where does the food in the safe house come from??"
1L: "Let's put aside the food in the safe house. First, think about where the food you eat in the dungeon comes from [picking nose]"
2L: "Let's not talk about where the food comes from. First, think about where the weapons you hold in your hands all day in the dungeon come from [picking nose]"
3L: "Let's not talk about where the food and weapons come from. You should think about the monster props. You have already used them in your hands. What's wrong with eating them?"
OP: "????"
4L: "Don't dwell on this. Let's just go to bed."
*
The scarred man was beaten up by Tuanzi and Xiaohuaimiao and fled in embarrassment. The five children in the store finally breathed a sigh of relief.
After the little microphone bounced back, Huang Xiaomo guiltily fed it with fried chicken.
The little microphone seemed surprised that someone other than Xia Jing was willing to get close to it. It ate happily with every bite, and the safe house returned to its former peaceful atmosphere.
The door closed and the house finally began its drift again.
Mountains, clouds, glaciers, valleys...
Xia Jing did not leave, but leaned against the window and admired the scenery for a while.
Many copies in Smiley City actually have many beautiful scenery if you don't pay attention to the murderous intentions from monsters or players behind them.
Of course, for human players, these images drenched in darkness cannot be compared with the true beauty of the real world.
However, Xia Jing had never set foot in the human world, so there was no basis for comparison.
Sometimes he wondered if the mountains and valleys of Smiley City were the same as those in the human world.
Xia Jing stared at the night outside the window, a little absent-minded.
Suddenly, the scenery outside the window changed, and the safe house came to a narrow street with flashing neon lights.
A huge object and a person flew over like bullets from a distance, and both of them crashed into the wall in front of Xia Jing!
The monster howled, and the people who were pressed against the outer wall of the safe house by the monster also howled, and everyone in the safe house was severely frightened.
Xia Jing didn't even change his leaning posture. A small vortex lifted the ends of his hair, and he just raised his eyes lazily.
The person pinned down by the monster was a young man. He was stuck half-sitting on the ground and unable to move.
From Xia Jing's perspective, he could just look down at the young man's hair whorl. The young man roared, "Damn it, Song Yang, hurry up!"
When Xia Jing heard the word "Song Yang", he paused and turned his eyes upwards.
A figure fell on the monster. As the monster began to struggle and twist, the figure cut off the monster's head with a clean knife.
The man was tall and slender, with sharp and upright silhouette.
He put away his weapon. Before he saw the young man, he only heard his voice and teased him with a half-smile: "Why, do you still want to steal my head now?"
The young man got furious when he heard this: "Can your space bag hold such a big monster? What's wrong with giving me some? I'm not stealing your attack parts, so you should at least let me take something back! Besides, why are you coming to a one-star dungeon instead of a three-star dungeon?"
Someone in the safe house obviously recognized the voice, and low whispers arose.
"Is it Lu Chenfei?"
"Lu Chenfei and Song Yang?"
Outside the window, Song Yang identified the direction from which the young man's voice came and walked over. He sneered and asked, "Then why are you in a one-star dungeon?"
Lu Chen was almost pissed off. Could he admit that getting monster items in a three-star copy was too tiring?
He came to the one-star dungeon just to pick up some goods easily, but he ended up running into someone who was suspected to be the number one player on the player ranking list and was trying to snatch the kill from him. Lu Chenfei was too embarrassed to say anything even if he spit out blood!
But even if he didn't say it, Song Yang could probably guess it.
He smiled playfully, lightly jumped over a bump on the monster's back, and just as he was about to speak, he saw the small house behind Lu Chenfei and his smile faded.
The style of the hut is obviously inconsistent with the style of other buildings in this copy. There are many players gathered at the window in the house to watch the gossip.
Above Lu Chenfei's head, in the open window, a very handsome young man was leaning lazily against it, looking at him with a very meaningful look.
The young man's eyebrows were delicate and beautiful, as if they were carefully drawn, and there was a faint smile in his phoenix eyes.
He bent his elbows lazily, resting his chin on the back of his hand. The way he watched the show didn't seem like he was in a strange world, but rather like he was on vacation.
Lu Chenfei noticed Song Yang's strange look and only then realized that something was wrong.
He suddenly looked up and met Xia Jing's beautifully shaped jaw.
——There was someone above him, and he didn't even notice? !
Xia Jing lowered her head slightly, met his eyes, curved her eyebrows and smiled, as if to say hello.
Lu Chenfei opened his mouth slightly and was stunned by his laughter.
Song Yang stared at Xia Jing with his dark eyes, and almost relying on his intuition, he murmured: "...Safe house, manager?"
This low voice was carried into Xia Jing's ears along with the evening breeze in the copy.
The corners of Xia Jing's lips slowly curled up.
The next second, the safe house disappeared from its original location and left the copy.
Song Yang and Lu Chenfei were both stunned.
——With no support on his back, Lu Chenfei fell backwards to the ground, letting out a scream.
Song Yang: "..."
He was silent for a moment, jumped off the monster's back, went around behind Lu Chenfei, and pulled this guy out.
When Lu Chen flew out, he felt like he was half dead. He turned around suddenly, but there was nothing behind him.
He immediately jumped up and down: "The safe house is gone? Gone so soon? This is the first time I've encountered this since I entered Smiley City!"
Song Yang: "...Who isn't?"
Lu Chenfei: "I'm so angry! Every time I run into you, nothing good happens. I even want to go into the safe house to see what it looks like inside!"
Song Yang glanced at him: "...Who isn't?"
Lu Chenfei: "You're done. Next time I will definitely take your head."
Song Yang said coldly: "Come and grab it now if you have the guts."
Lu Chenfei: "…Damn!"
He muttered to himself, but Song Yang just looked at the empty space where the safe house used to be, thinking back to the young man who had just made eye contact with him.
Players who have entered the safe house will invariably use the word "beauty" when describing the mysterious store manager.
When Song Yang saw the young man, he confirmed his identity almost immediately.
Even as a man, Song Yang had to admit that the young man... was indeed very handsome.
It is so beautiful that it has nothing in common with the Smiley City.
But apart from this, Song Yang cared about the young man because a subtle sense of familiarity arose in his heart just now.
Unlike Lu Chenfei, he entered the one-star dungeon purely because many people on the forum had discussed that the chance of encountering a safe house in a one-star dungeon was relatively high.
Although he failed to seize the opportunity to go in, the remaining sense of familiarity in his heart told him that his direction was not wrong.
The safe house must have what he is looking for.
Thinking of this, Song Yang's eyes darkened.
Lu Chenfei was still mumbling: "As a guy ranked first on the leaderboard, don't come to the one-star dungeon to compete with us for monsters, okay?!"
Song Yang collected his thoughts and said casually, "How dare you, a second-place finisher like you, say that?"
Lu Chenfei stiffened his neck and denied: "Who's second on the list? I'm not!"
Song Yang: "Then who is number one on the list? I'm not one of them."
Lu Chenfei: "You fart!"
Song Yang: "Haha, elementary school students quarreling, huh? Backlash."
Lu Chenfei: "Damn it!"
Song Yang turned around.
However, you can't spend too much energy on one-star copies, after all, the points you can get are too few.
He thought thoughtfully that he would have to enter the three-star dungeon at least once a week in the future.
*
Two days later, it was another Monday in Smiley City.
Inside the safe house, Xia Jing saw off the last wave of guests, sat down at the dining table, and began his latest creation in a happy mood.
Before entering the dungeon, the human skin mask must be made.
In the past, this process was just a process for Xia Jing.
But now he had to admit that it was very interesting to imagine Song Yang's reaction after seeing this face.
certainly--
They may meet once or twice, but not necessarily three or four times.
Smiley City is very large, and it is almost impossible for two players to go through it together without any agreement.
But this kind of unexpected encounter is also very interesting, isn't it?
Xia Jing raised his lips and put on the human skin mask he had made.
Tuanzi raised his eyes and let out a "woof", then covered his eyes with his paws.
The young man's handsome face has disappeared, replaced by a regular hexagonal face, and the shape of this face is getting more and more exaggerated.
The young man was still looking at himself in the mirror with satisfaction, a hint of interest glimmering in his triangular eyes.
He stared at himself in the mirror, not knowing what he was thinking. After a while, his eyes narrowed and he seemed to be smiling even more happily.
Tuanzi: Sometimes I really don't understand my owner, the little dog looks sad.jpg
Xia Jing put on the space bag, and with a thought, the safe house came to the corner of the game hall.
He rubbed the dog's head and chuckled, "Take good care of the house and wait for me to come back."
Since all his points were cleared in the previous "Death Ringing" copy, Xia Jing was unable to enter the login room and choose the copy himself this time.
Like ordinary players, he will be automatically exiled to Smiley City once the time limit is up.
And what will be waiting for him?
This unknown stimulated Xia Jing's nerves and made him a little excited.
He stepped out of the safe house.
It was as if he had finally scanned the target in his own territory. The next second, he was completely swallowed up by this strange world and his eyes fell into darkness.
…
Being passively sucked into the dungeon is a dangerous thing for any player.
This means that they don't know the star rating of the copy, don't know the name of the copy, and have never seen the cover of the copy. Compared with other players who enter the copy normally, they have an innate information gap.
Of course, they can choose to proactively ask other players.
But whether those players are willing to answer and tell the correct answer is another matter.
There is no copy in Smiley City where no one will die.
Wouldn't it be better to let an ignorant person charge for them and exchange his death for clues for them?
Xia Jing woke up in the copy and his vision gradually brightened.
He was deep in the middle of a... wood.
The surrounding trees are lush and leafy, and the scorching sunlight shines through the intertwined branches and layers of leaves, falling on the top of the head, bringing warmth.
The temperature in the dungeon is very high, probably because it is summer.
All Xia Jing could see were trees, grass and flowers. He turned around and found that he was actually at the edge of the woods.
Beyond two or three trees was a large open space where sunlight poured down. Several players gathered in the open space, whispering to each other. About twenty meters away from them was a huge building.
The building is not tall, only six stories high, but it covers a large area. Judging from the windows, there are about a dozen rooms on each side of the floor.
The decoration is magnificent, and on the top of the building hangs several beautifully written characters: Smiley City Forest Hotel.
At the hotel entrance, the shiny glass on the revolving door reflected the dazzling sunlight. Behind the door, the neatly dressed doorman was looking at them expectantly, as if waiting for them to come in.
Xia Jing took a quick look and then fixed his gaze on the group of players outside the forest.
There are currently nine people, six men and three women.
The first thing Xia Jing saw was the tall and handsome figure with his hands in his trouser pockets.
The man's black hair was gently blown by the breeze under the sun. Two female players beside him couldn't help but glance at him, and a young man next to him was chattering about something, but he ignored him. Judging from the reactions of the people around him, they were probably bickering, and the man was laughing.
One of the players turned around and noticed Xia Jing, and shouted, "Hey, the last player is here, we're all here now!"
Hearing this, the man moved, turned around, and cast a nonchalant glance with his cold peach blossom eyes.
...Then he was stunned.
Lu Chenfei beside Song Yang was very perceptive.
He was halfway through his rant when he suddenly noticed Song Yang's reaction. He followed his gaze to the young man with a very standard hexagonal face behind the bushes not far away and was shocked: "Damn, was this face drawn with a ruler? This is simply a hexagonal warrior!"
Then he asked Song Yang: "Why, is it someone you know?"
Song Yang stared at Xia Jing in astonishment without saying a word.
The smile on Xia Jing's lips slowly widened.
He stepped out of the bushes and slowly walked towards the group of players.
The players quickly introduced themselves to him. Xia Jing stopped and listened to them with a smile.
Song Yang was right behind him, his eyes fixed on his slender white neck.
On the back of her beautiful neck, near her right ear, was a familiar little human face logo.
Lu Chenfei glanced at Xia Jing, then at Song Yang, and lowered his voice and said, "Look at the neck first when you look at people. What's wrong with you?"
Song Yang was certain at this moment.
His heart beat fast and his hands tightened secretly.
Song Yang took a deep breath and said slowly in a hoarse voice, "Who told some people to only let others know their necks?"