The long corridor is more than ten meters apart.
Song Yang's Adam's apple rolled.
He opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly there were thunderous footsteps behind him and heart-wrenching screams coming from afar.
"Ahhhh, I'm being attacked from both sides. What should I do?!"
That group of players were being chased by another giant dragon from behind and were running towards here!
When they arrived, they naturally saw the dead dragon lying on the ground again. However, they had no idea that the monster was already dead. In addition, a triangle had appeared on the dragon's body! A human-shaped triangle!
What the hell is this?!
It wasn't known whether these players were frightened by the monster or the triangle, but they were so frightened that they turned around and ran back crying!
And the other dragon is guarding them from behind.
The dragon spread its wings and swooped down, saliva dripping from between its teeth, its eyes gleaming with hunger, and a roar came from its throat, like a malicious laugh.
Just as Xia Jing's eyes met, the dragon suddenly slammed on the brakes with a sharp roar, turned around and ran away as if drifting!
This was a pretty smooth run. The players gasped and froze in their tracks.
...Why is this monster running?
At this moment, they suddenly realized something, their minds calmed down a bit, and they turned around to look at the young man standing above the dragon's corpse.
The young man faced the wind, his black hair flying, and his tall figure was very calm, like a sharp sword steadying everyone's heart.
Filters are the most amazing things in the world.
The triangle that seemed weird and scary just now now seemed to be shining, as if it was radiating the light of righteousness.
A group of players opened their eyes wide, their emotions agitated. They stumbled towards Xia Jing, excitedly saying, "Hey, this triangle brother, could you be our savior..."
The faucet that Xia Jing had removed long ago could not resist the force of gravity and suddenly tilted downwards.
A bunch of players were instantly frightened and their voices rose to a high pitch: "This monster is not dead at all. Don't be confused by this weird triangle. Brothers, run! ah ah ah ah ah!!"
They turned around and ran again.
Song Yang: "..."
He fell into a long, long silence.
Behind him, the young man said calmly, "This is a regular occurrence. It happens a few times every month. Don't be surprised."
Song Yang: "..."
Then, the guy behind him said jokingly:
"To prevent the scene from becoming more chaotic, Comrade Xiao Song, please come and help me dismantle this monster."
Song Yang turned around.
This is a copy with a very psychedelic and romantic environment.
The air was filled with a wondrous blue and pink light.
The triangle sparkles in this light.
Despite the absurd and funny scene, Song Yang was in such a good mood that he seemed to be floating.
He suddenly laughed and said lazily, "You're ordering me around right from the start?"
Triangle tilted his head, thought for a moment, and said seriously, "Just think of it as the payment required to enter the safe house?"
Song Yang's smile deepened: "Okay."
"Then I have no objection, Boss Xia."
*
...Then Song Yang was ordered to climb up and down, sweating profusely.
In the past, when he removed parts of a monster's body, he only took the key parts, and took two pieces of ordinary parts. He had never gone to such great lengths to dissect an entire monster.
A giant dragon would weigh about seven or eight tons, as much as an adult elephant.
Xia Jing had to dismantle the entire monster and take it home, just like a hamster trying desperately to stuff melon seeds into its cheek pouches even though it knew it had no more space.
When he learned that Song Yang's space bag was almost full, he narrowed his eyes and looked like "You, as an employee, are not doing your job well enough."
Song Yang laughed angrily: "Boss Xia, I'm a temporary worker."
Who knew that this task for the boss would be so difficult.
After hearing this, Xia Jing looked at the remaining pieces with some regret and said softly, "Then we can't take these away."
The young man's eyelashes drooped slightly, and the regretful tone disappeared in his murmur.
Song Yang: "..."
Song Yang felt that there was something wrong with him. He suddenly felt that he should carry seven or eight space bags with him in the future in case of emergency!
Xia Jing is not the kind of person who worries too much. If the space bag can't hold more, then it can't hold more. Anyway, he has gained a lot from this trip.
He put away the space bag and returned to his usual good mood.
The young man raised his eyelids, and the slightly curled eyelashes at the end of his eyes seemed to tickle Song Yang's heart. He chuckled and said, "Then, come with me, Comrade Xiao Song."
The young man turned and walked deeper into the corridor.
Song Yang's heartbeat became faster.
——The two of them have finally reached this point.
He looked deeply at Xia Jing's back and followed him.
…
When Xia Jing decided to step out of the safe house and go to play in the random copy he drifted to, the safe house was often located in an inconspicuous corner. In this way, Xia Jing's coming in and out would not attract too much attention.
——Xia Jing didn't really care about his identity being discovered, but he was also not interested in being too high-profile.
As soon as I stepped into the safe house, the clingy golden retriever came up to me with its tail wagging, but this time the situation was different from the past.
In addition to the fresh fragrance of its owner and the stench emanating from the monster's body in the space bag, the golden retriever also smelled another strange scent.
It suddenly looked up and was stunned when it saw Song Yang following behind Xia Jing.
It was natural that Xia Jing had never taken the initiative to bring anyone into the safe house. After all, since the birth of Smiley City, no one even knew Xia Jing's identity.
But what about this man who walked in swaggeringly behind Xia Jing?
The man was very tall, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. He was handsome and dressed very fashionably. He was a completely handsome guy. In this copy world full of blood and horror, he was like an abrupt landscape.
Tuanzi looked at Song Yang and then at Xia Jing in shock, not knowing what was going on.
Xia Jing rubbed its head and said, "His name is Song Yang. Don't be shy in front of him."
When Song Yang stepped into the safe house for the first time, he quickly scanned the entire house. His first reaction was that although Xia Jing lived here alone, he had made the house quite cozy.
He even has a dog.
Song Yang looked at the silly golden retriever and thought of his own Border Collie. He asked with a smile, "What's its name?"
Xia Jing said without turning his head: "Tuanzi."
"Tuanzi?" Song Yang repeated with a smile, then his smile froze. He thought of something and the corner of his mouth twitched. "Is it the 'good friend' Tuanzi who drew a human skin mask for you?"
Tuanzi's dog face was confused.
Xia Jing only remembered this at this moment and paused.
Then he turned sideways and answered seriously, "Yes, it has a lot of skill points. Although it's a bit clumsy, it's still a smart dog."
Tuanzi: "???"
Xia Jing said innocently: "So this time I'll just draw it myself."
At this point, Xia Jing suddenly became interested. He tilted his head and asked Song Yang, "What do you think of my face painting this time?"
Song Yang looked at the triangular face that was full of expectation of "Last time you said that my painting of the human skin mask was not good, so my level must have improved this time", and fell into a strange silence.
...Can he say that his last comment on the human skin mask was purely a misunderstanding?
The person who drew the human skin mask turned out to be a dog...
He actually faced a dog...
I should have let the dog...
Song Yang couldn't say anything.
He choked on his chest.
Song Yang wiped his face and said woodenly, "...This time, it's very much your style."
Xia Jing nodded with satisfaction, and then asked expectantly, "Which do you think is better, the geometric face or the complex face we met in the previous two instances?"
Song Yang: "..."
What is this century-old problem?
Mathematics, physics, and biomedicine are not this difficult!
But Xia Jing was still waiting for his answer inexplicably and seriously. Song Yang clearly realized that things had gone astray without him noticing...
He took a deep breath and compared the two styles of face with difficulty. Suddenly, he felt that the extremely ugly human skin mask was also a kind of protective color. So he said against his will, "I think the complex face shape is better."
"That's what Fei Shengxiao and the others said last time," Xia Jing said briskly, resting his finger on his chin. "I see. I'll look into it further."
"..." Song Yang suddenly had an idea, "How about I help you draw a mask?"
Xia Jing glanced at him and said, "Personal art does not need other people's interference."
Song Yang: "..."
A dog will do?!
Seeing Xia Jing turn around and walk towards the kitchen, Song Yang immediately followed and asked, "Are you just going to leave me here?"
Xia Jing curled his lips and said, "You are free here and can do whatever you want, Doctor Song."
"Just now you were Comrade Song, but now you're Doctor Song?" Song Yang said lazily, "Now that you're done being the boss who orders the employees around, it's time to be the boss who serves the customers. How do you usually treat customers here?"
Xia Jing looked at him with a half-smile: "Well, would this gentleman like to eat something?"
As soon as Xia Jing said this, Song Yang stopped.
The man said slowly, "I don't want to eat anything. I just want to see Boss Xia's true face."
"We made an appointment, didn't we?" Song Yang stared at Xia Jing steadily, his voice very low, "When I find you, I'll take off the mask."
The safe house suddenly became quiet.
Song Yang has lived for more than twenty years, but there are very few things he is obsessed with.
It is true that he had seen Xia Jing's face before, but that was by chance, and Xia Jing was still in disguise at that time.
For Song Yang, it was different to let this young man take off that thick layer of disguise in front of him on his own initiative.
At this moment, he couldn't say what the difference meant.
All he knew was that his heart was beating so fast as if he was sick.
His eyes could hardly leave the person in front of him.
He even silently tensed his body and tightened his nerves, focusing all his thoughts and senses on the young man in front of him.
His eyes also became fixed.
He saw Xia Jing turn around and face him.
The young man laughed, as always with a hint of joking and teasing.
This kind of smile doesn't seem serious, and it also always reveals a sense of distance.
But now Song Yang always felt that he seemed to be able to penetrate this layer of cynicism and really grasp the other party.
This was the moment when he was closest to this young man.
Suddenly, the sound of a door opening was heard in the distance behind them, and a player called out in confusion, "Hello... is there anyone there?"
And in the corner of the safe house, in front of the kitchen, in a dark corner that new players cannot see.
Suddenly, a pleasant voice like a clear spring sounded softly in Song Yang's ears.
"Although I have already promised—"
"But why on earth is Dr. Song so obsessed with a man's true face?"
In an instant, Song Yang felt the blood in his body warm up.
His breathing stopped unconsciously, and all the muscles in his body were as tense as stone.
In front of him——
The young man put his hands behind his back, leaned forward slightly, tilted his head, and looked at him with a half-smile.
This person has already taken off his mask.
The narrow and long phoenix eyes have a beautiful shape, and the corners of the eyes are charming.
The dark eyes, slightly curved lips, milky white skin, and even the jawbone seemed to be carefully drawn.
The dim light makes everything more ambiguous and hazy.
And this face is extremely beautiful.
At this moment, Song Yang really felt that he was sick.
I can't tell what made me sick, but I just felt something was wrong all over.
The thought came to his mind again.
How can this guy be so good-looking?