Chapter 41 Testing Phase: "Do you like men?"...

It was a bit awkward.

But it's already like this.

I can only pretend I don't care.

At least that's what Sang Li thinks.

"Back to your question, so this room," Sang Li tried to summarize casually, "can hide at least five men."

Upon hearing this, Lu Jin smiled.

Sang Li felt a chill run down her spine from laughing.

He walked to the bedside and sat down without any hesitation.

Sang Li shrank her neck.

He glanced at Sang Li sideways, raised his hand to unbutton his collar, and said in a low, husky voice, "What are you afraid of me for?"

Sang Li stood opposite him, arms crossed, and pouted: "...It's not that I'm afraid."

“I just feel,” she paused, somewhat embarrassed, “awkward. Like the kind of awkwardness you feel when you catch someone cheating on you.”

Lu Jin: "..."

He almost choked on his own saliva.

There was a "pop" sound in the headset.

Zhou Fangyang reacted quickly on the other end of the remote monitoring: "Huh? I didn't hear anything! My signal was bad just now, uh... I just got back connected."

Lu Jin sneered and turned off the voice chat.

He looked at Sang Li: "Are you implying that there's some kind of ambiguous relationship between us?"

Sang Li nodded honestly: "How could that be? What kind of ambiguous relationship could we have? You already answered me that question."

"..."

Lu Jin closed his eyes briefly: "Never mind, I'm used to it anyway."

Sang Li lowered her eyes: "What have you gotten used to? Who are those people?"

Lu Jin: "The male protagonist in the game you play."

"Oh, so it was all in my head?"

"right."

“This ability is pretty good.” Sang Li suddenly laughed.

"Stop grinning like that."

"oh."

Sang Li sat on the sofa, clinking a cup of hot tea, and steered the conversation back on track: "So, this painting can actually revolve around me? I'm also one of the anchor points of this painting? Rescuing the hostages doesn't require Sloan, right?"

“The center of this painting was originally Sloan, but now,” Lu Jin’s gaze sharpened, “your consciousness and your emotions seem to be interfering with the plot of this space.”

He lowered his eyes, his fingers tapping lightly on his palm: "I'm thinking, if you really can influence the painting, then once your emotions break down, could you cause this space to crack open and spit us all out?"

Sang Li: "Do you have any good ways to make me break down?"

Lu Jin fell into deep thought.

"So, should I first get cheated on by a scumbag, suffer domestic violence, and then deal with my mother-in-law relationship? Why don't you just let me die first?"

She joked, but her brows were genuinely furrowed.

Lu Jin also knew that Sang Li had always been a very emotionally stable person.

Just as Lu Jin was about to speak, his earpiece rang again.

Zhou Fangyang reported: "Fluctuations were detected in the magnetic field, but the changes were very small. Even if Sang Li really cried her heart out right now, it wouldn't be enough to trigger a spatial rift. Although causing the painting to collapse, that is, disrupting the entire abnormal space's magnetic field, might save people, the current energy is insufficient to allow the trapped individuals to leave."

“In other words,” Lu Jin said in a deep voice, “an emotional breakdown is not necessarily useful.”

Sang Li looked up at the ceiling and said casually, "How about I throw you into the closet and watch you fight multiple people? Maybe I'll get excited."

"Heh," Lu Jin said sarcastically.

Sang Li was helpless.

How can there be more difficulties than solutions?

What kind of world is this?

Oh well, that's how it is in real life.

Otherwise, how could people be defeated by difficulties?

"So, is that why we need to disrupt the entire painting?" Sang Li asked.

Lu Jin: "Yes."

Sang Li then posed the most crucial question: "Can't you do it?"

Lu Jin narrowed his eyes: "How do you want me to mess up this painting?"

Zhou Fangyang coughed twice: "Boss, if we're talking about data, you slightly fluctuated when you saw the man hidden in the closet. But it's negligible; it's hard to tell whether the world was fluctuating or if it was caused by you. However, I still reserve my opinion. The main characters in the painting are Sang Li and BEAM-0248, so it shouldn't have much to do with you."

Sang Li asked curiously, "How about I conjure up two beautiful women to serve you? I mean, the kind with a curvy figure and a great bust and butt!"

Lu Jin glanced at her, chuckled, and said provocatively, "What do you think I haven't seen?"

Sang Li pursed her lips: "Do you like men?"

Lu Jin looked helpless, as if he wanted to curse but couldn't.

"Okay, I got it, I'll give it a try." Sang Li softened her tone.

"Test what?" Lu Jin sensed a hint of danger.

Sang Li twirled her hair, licked her lips, and looked like a nimble fox on the hunt: "Let's see if your physiological reactions will affect the painting?"