Just as Mo Qing and Li Yang guessed, after discovering that the other players had no intention of becoming the "Messenger of Justice", Mr. Xu quickly revealed his true intentions.
He walked forward with a sneer, "Since you don't appreciate the face you've given me, then you'll get nothing."
As soon as he finished speaking, three strong bodyguards immediately stepped forward to grab the food.
No matter how tightly the male student hugged her, his strength was totally insufficient in front of the professional bodyguards, not to mention that there were three of them.
But in just a short while, the two boxes were respectfully delivered to Mr. Xu by the bodyguards.
Mr. Xu opened it and took a look. It was full of bread and a few bottles of water. Although the bread was not big, there were many of them. It would definitely be enough for him to eat before he went out.
He nodded in satisfaction, glancing at the boy who had fallen to the ground due to the tearing. His eyes were both smug and disgusted. "I tried to talk to you nicely, but you refused to listen. Now you've lost your things and can't get the money back. It's all your fault. Remember, in your next life, don't disobey people you can't afford to offend."
"you..."
The male student thought that even if he agreed to sell food, the outcome would be the same. After all, it was still uncertain whether he could go out. Even if he went out, if Mr. Xu didn't admit it, who could do anything to him?
In a copy of a transaction, even if one party regrets it, there is no way to argue.
"What do you mean, you're still not convinced?" The bodyguard raised his fist as if to hit him in the face. "You have to get beaten up before you behave, right?"
This action really scared the male student. He looked at the people around him who were watching coldly, a hint of questioning and resentment flashed in his eyes, and then he forced himself to run away, crawling.
Seeing this, Mr. Xu, who had already opened a bag of bread, sneered, "Coward."
"Isn't it bad to steal other people's things like this?" Old Wu, who had remained silent throughout, finally spoke.
Mr. Xu laughed at his afterthought, then crossed his legs and sat there like a big shot. "Why didn't you say anything just now? Now that the little coward has gotten away, you're standing up for justice. He doesn't know you stood up for him, so he won't thank you."
"What I hate most is hypocritical people like you. You might as well pretend you didn't see anything like them. Saying anything now will only make both good and bad people look down on you." A fat man with a bowl cut rolled his eyes at this side.
Seeing that he was being criticized, Old Wu turned around angrily and shut his mouth.
In the corner, Mo Qing couldn't help but sneer, "Look, there's not a single good person in this dungeon."
"What does it mean to be a good person?" Li Yang turned his head away, his expression looking quite serious when he asked the question.
Because she was a little serious, Mo Qing thought for a moment before answering: "I don't know what other people think a good person is, but I think those who treat me well are good people."
"...That's not a problem."
"But these people are very selfish. From the moment they came in until now, they have never thought about caring about the life and death of their companions."
Li Yang raised an eyebrow, "You didn't care either?"
Mo Qing said without thinking: "I am different from you."
He regretted the words as soon as they came out of his mouth. His eyes widened with embarrassment. He looked at Li Yang cunningly, silently praying in his heart that she didn't hear anything.
Obviously this is impossible unless you are hard of hearing.
"What's the difference?"
"…"
Mo Qing was silent for a moment, then he lifted his hair and looked intoxicated: "I am so handsome that I have broken through this dimension, and you are just stupid paper people."
"...your ability to make up lies always benefits me greatly."
He didn't say anything, and Li Yang didn't ask any further questions. He didn't even feel like he was being kept in suspense.
However, Mo Qing, feeling guilty, did not notice her reaction. He just breathed a sigh of relief when no one was paying attention, thinking that he had successfully gotten away with it.
[Who said I was his fan before? I'm going to follow you and post screenshots of your homepage and comments online, hahahahaha!]
[...Don't ask. If you ask again, this is your husband.]
[Du Ruo seems normal when he's with her. From a certain perspective, they're a good team.]
[Your angle is quite tricky then.]
*
As time went by, the players staying in the basement finally made some discoveries - but not a secret room, but a hidden compartment.
This secret compartment is not particularly hidden, mainly because it is high up in the left wall close to the ceiling.
If a few hooligans hadn't been bored and decided to search the places they hadn't searched before, they probably wouldn't have found it.
But after peeling off the outer shell, there was a mini safe inside that required an alphabetic code to open. Everyone was helpless for a moment.
"This room doesn't have any letters. It seems we should look for the password in another room." Yu Chong glanced at the watch screen. "It's already early morning. Let's go tomorrow. We found this safe together. Whoever finds the password should share it. How about that?"
In the previous dungeons, Yu Chong really didn't want to show off his presence and be the first to stand out. But there was no way in this dungeon. The players were like a pile of loose sand, and the only one who was willing to be the leader was the arrogant Mr. Xu.
He felt that it was more dangerous to follow that arrogant rich second generation than to have an excessive presence himself.
"Okay, then it's settled. No one is allowed to keep the clues in the box to themselves. Once the code is found, everyone must be present before the box can be opened."
"agree."
"I agree."
Everyone agreed faster than the other, but only they themselves knew what they were thinking.
"Why do I feel a little hungry? Let's eat something first." Someone suddenly said.
Then someone else spoke up: "Now that you mention it, I'm hungry too."
"I'm hungry too."
"Huh? Are you guys kidding me on purpose... Wait, I think I'm getting hungry too."
As hunger set in, the players realized something was wrong.
If only one or two people are hungry, it can be explained that they digest food quickly or eat early, so it is normal to be hungry in the middle of the night.
In other words, everyone can be hungry, but not at the same time.
Mr. Xu over there was not at all panicked. He took the food he had snatched and started eating slowly.
Seeing this, the others immediately ran to their own supplies to look for food and started eating.
Some people realized the reason, while others didn't know the reason. They just saw others rushing to find food and did the same.
Anyway, just follow the main group and you won't go wrong most of the time.
Mo Qing and Li Yang also stood up to get their own food, then sat back in the corner.
Weird things happened.
Although everyone was eating, the feeling of hunger was getting stronger and stronger, as if the food disappeared into the stomach, and the speed of eating was even slower than the speed of disappearing.
Many people couldn't help but speed up the process of putting food into their mouths.
"What the hell is going on? I'm so hungry, I can't even eat enough!"
"Hungry...hungry...what if I run out of food later?"
Yu Chong had sat in a corner far away from the crowd without him noticing. He placed his food at his feet and ate very slowly, taking a bite every two or three minutes.
After observing him with interest, Li Yang put his hands behind his back and quietly gathered very faint spiritual power at his fingertips.
The panic that I would starve to death if I didn't eat and the hunger that was digging into my chest and back disappeared in an instant.
She turned her back to the crowd, bent down, lowered her head, raised her hand, and pretended to be chewing something.
[I blanch, this is osmanthus! ]
Six hundred and sixty-six. Salt is no longer salty.
If it weren't for the God's perspective, I really wouldn't have seen her flash past behind me. It was even less bright than the indicator light on the instrument.
[If I'm not mistaken...she didn't use the talisman this time, right?]
[...Using mystical techniques with bare hands? Interesting (holding his forehead and smiling bitterly, but screaming inwardly)]
[But it seems that her mystical arts aren't very strong. I've seen other mystical arts masters perform spells with great fanfare and noise. Perhaps Du Ruo is using a weaker mystical art that can be used directly without drawing talismans...]
[You, the one upstairs, don't even have the confidence anymore! ]
Mo Qing, who was unpacking the second bag of bread next to him, suddenly stopped moving. He turned his head and looked calmly at a tuft of red hair buried in the corner like an ostrich, with a smile on his lips.