The alarm bell rang, and Ning Que closed his eyes and took the phone. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a line of blood-red words. He opened it and read, "Bring the player to the lake before 10 o'clock. See the attachment for details."
Ning Que slept too late last night, and her head felt swollen and dizzy, as if it was filled with water. She slowly got up and found the sheets, candles and other things on the ground. She put these things away. Ning Que looked at the time and saw that it was 8:30. No wonder her head felt dizzy. She knocked on the door next door.
There was no response from inside. Ning Que squinted his eyes and saw one person on the bed and two people on the floor. He pushed Yuanyuan awake with his hand. "What are you doing, sister?" Hu Yuanshan asked the time with her eyes closed. Finding it was only 8:30, he turned over and muttered, "Let me sleep a little longer, it's still early~"
Ning Que quietly bent down and said, "Be good, get up, or you'll die easily."
Hu Yuanshan jumped up immediately, waking up the other two. Little Butterfly cursed with her eyes closed before collapsing again. The boy who had placed the paper figurine was fine; he got up immediately.
"Get ready and go downstairs to eat quickly. We must be at the lake before ten o'clock." Ning Que went downstairs directly. They also took a few minutes to wash up and went downstairs. After eating the breakfast that was still warm in the pot, Ning Que asked for the names of several people and asked for some tea leaves to brew in the thermos.
The owner of the paper man is Feng Hao, 21 years old, a fair-skinned boy with a rather rough name.
Little Butterfly, Zhailiunasa, has a complicated name with beautiful meaning, she is a Miao.
Arriving at the other group's location, Ning Que saw the familiar courtyard, its pea blossoms swaying in the breeze. A few people were waiting in the courtyard when we entered. The little girl named Fuqiu saw us coming and came running over, saying in Mandarin, "Sister, Mom said that since you're here, I'll leave these people to you. I'm going to go take care of my brother."
Ning Que touched her head, took out the snacks he had prepared earlier from his space, pretended to take out a handful of plum candies from his pocket, handed them over, and asked in dialect, "I see, have they eaten yet?" The girl did not respond, so Ning Que asked in Mandarin, and the little girl nodded, "They have eaten some." Then she grabbed the candies tightly and ran into the house.
Ning Que checked the time. It was getting late, and the hike to the lake would take another twenty minutes. She approached a girl and said, "Classmate, we're leaving." The girl looked up at her blankly, then immediately lowered her head. She asked several people in the yard, and they all had similar reactions. One of the slightly more mature-looking boys angrily cursed, "Damn it, I'm not going. Go if you want."
Ning Que thought, Ouch, I have such a bad temper. I raised the loudspeaker and smashed it directly on his head, leaving a gash on his head. I kicked him in the buttocks and hid behind Hu Yuanshan. "Yuanyuan, come on!"
This boy was still afraid of this and cursed a few more times. Ning Que rolled his eyes and said, "Your mouth is so dirty, it's like you've eaten poop."
The man was about to speak when a man with a tiger tattoo on his right hand pointed at Ning Que and said, "Why are you here?" Ning Que repeated the sentence several times, "Classmates, we are leaving for the lake." The man following Secretary Zhong shouted, "Quiet, follow me." Everyone followed. It seemed that this man was quite prestigious.
The lakeside was lined with trees, with twisted branches growing wildly. Ning Que was thinking about something, but halfway through, he realized that he had lost contact with the main group.
A suffocating mist rose up around them, and the branches appeared in various shapes in the mist. Ning Que heard a female voice, "Hey, there's a little spider here. It seems they found our next target."
Another voice sounded younger, "Then let's give them some trouble."
"Whatever you want, but this woman doesn't look very satisfied."
Ning Que was very upset. It was not a good idea to call someone stupid in front of strangers.
"I'll just say one thing." The younger female voice spoke, "Hurry up and improve your strength in the dungeon. It's best to do the opposite of the quest. You'll discover a different world."
The louder female voice said, "We should leave, or those bastards will come looking for us again."
Then the fog slowly began to dissipate. To be honest, Ning Que always maintains the greatest kindness towards a person, that is, trusting him. However, once he has been deceived, he will only trust you 50% of the time.
After all, Ning Que knew his true strength very well. Why was he chosen by the system out of so many people? It was just because he could dream, and dying in the dungeon wouldn't really kill him. He also got paid, and the time he spent was just enough to sleep. But to those two strangers, he was of no use to them. What good would it do them to remind me?
The fog around them had almost completely dissipated by now, and Ning Que didn't dare to think too much, for fear of being discovered by Yiping.
The noise in his ears grew louder and louder. Ning Que hurried in that direction. The forest kept receding behind his sight. Suddenly, something strange hit his head. Ning Que looked up and saw a corpse stuck in the branches. He couldn't help but scream.
The outing ended with everyone hurriedly returning home. At the dinner table, only the village chief's wife and Ning Que were present. When asked about the village chief, he said he was out running errands. Hu Yuanshan asked many questions about the village chief's work, which drew a look of suspicion and displeasure from his wife.
After they went upstairs, she pulled Ning Que aside and said, "Nannan, what kind of tourist are you? You're asking so many questions." Ning Que perked up and helped them put the dishes on the table into the kitchen. "Auntie, I only know that they are college students. I don't know anything else. By the way, Auntie, someone in this group died."
The village chief's wife immediately asked, "What a sin! Was it a young man or a young woman who died? Where did they die?"
Ning Que thought about the situation at that time, "It was a man. Auntie, you don't know, it was in the woods by the lake in our village, such a thick branch went straight through his chest." By the way, he gestured to the location and the thickness of the branch.
"My goodness, he's gone after raising such a big baby boy. His family must be crying their eyes out."
Finally, Ning Que watched the village chief's wife leave the house, sighing all the way.
As Ning Que went upstairs, he asked in his mind, "Yiping, Xiao Pingping, are you there?"
"Yes, what's wrong?"
"Xiao Pingping, your consciousness is connected to mine. What if I'm thinking about yellow waste? It would be very embarrassing if you knew about it." Ning Que wanted to know whether Yiping could take the initiative to explore her thoughts. Otherwise, her every move would be known clearly, which would make her feel insecure.
Yiping replied arrogantly, "Humph, you think I'm so boring and have nothing to do. Why should I go to such great lengths to understand your thoughts, unless you come to me or I have nothing to do."
Ning Que: "I want to fall in love. You're making me shy."
"Oh, don't worry. I still have to process other people's information. Usually, when you call my name and some keywords, my system can match them. And after reaching a certain intensity, your backup system will remind me to come over. If there are reminders with higher levels at the same time, you will have to wait a while. And generally, in the real world, due to the mismatch of magnetic fields, it can't be integrated very well with my carrier, so it won't interfere with your life this time, OK? I won't look at what's in your mind either. Don't you know how tiring it is to capture all this?"
"I don't know." Ning Que felt relieved, "You can't fall in love either."
Yiping's baby voice exploded, "Who said I can also fall in love?"
Ning Que began to tease it, "Go find one if you can, and bring it over to me so I can take a look at it."
At this time, Shuhuan, who had not been seen for a long time, spoke up, "Who are you looking for, Yiping?"
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"Queque, I'm leaving. Work hard." Yiping slipped away.
As soon as I entered the house, someone was there, "Sister, do me a favor."
"What help?" Ning Que asked, "I can't do that if I die." Although I would be resurrected every time I died in the copy and returned to the real world, I couldn't be sure that it would never happen. What if the quantitative change turned into qualitative change, I would be finished.
"Please help get the village chief's wife away. We have something to do." Hu Yuanshan poured Ning Que a glass of water attentively and clasped his hands together.
Ning Que glanced at the other people in the room and said, "Please step out for a moment and don't eavesdrop. We need to talk privately."
Ning Que thought about it and realized that with her luck as an African Black Chief, relying solely on what the system gave her, it would be difficult for her to survive in the dungeon on her own. She gritted her teeth and said, "Yuanyuan, do me a favor."
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