It is now daytime on the seventh day of the game 01:23:43
Qianyue is familiarizing herself with the Longhai base under the leadership of the captain.
On the surface, she said she was familiar with the work environment, but in fact, every time Qianyue took a look, she was carefully observing the surrounding environment, thinking in her mind where Qian Chi might be tied up, while planning her escape route.
Captain Qiu: "Our base has four floors in total: three above ground and one underground. The underground floor was originally used for storage, but due to the effects of radiation, it was designated as accommodation. I'll take you there later, and you'll live there too."
Qianyue: "Okay."
This sentence entered Qianyue's mind and automatically replaced it with: "Basement level, Pass."
Since the underground is a place for accommodation, there must be a mixed crowd. If Qian Chi was kidnapped, there is probably a 10% chance that he would not be placed there.
After all, there are many people and many gossips. If the base still wants to maintain a perfect image in front of others, it is impossible to put these dirty things in a place where everyone can see.
Thinking of this, Qianyue couldn't help but sigh silently in her heart.
Because of Qian Chi's incident, she already had a preconceived notion before entering the base, thinking that this was not a good place.
But subconsciously, she still held on to a glimmer of hope, hoping that her judgment was wrong.
After all, when the true "end of the world" arrives, most people are weak and innocent, and they desperately need help. A strong organization can provide them with good protection and minimize all casualties.
But unfortunately, this place is not "hope for survivors" at all, but a place where people are eaten without leaving any bones.
The weak were sent out to risk their lives, while the strong were forced to hide in the castle. Even life-threatening "positions" could be purchased with supplies. What could she expect from this prison?
Qianyue: To put it bluntly, it’s the lack of socialist beatings;)
Captain Qiu: "The area you're responsible for is the floor we're on now. The front of this floor is the lobby, and the back is an isolation room converted from a prison cell—don't let the name 'cell' mislead you, the base has limited facilities, so we can only make use of old items."
Qianyue: "Okay."
Qianyue had guessed this before she came here.
Then again, modern prison cells have bunk beds, washbasins, and toilets, and are completely different from the dark and cramped dungeons people see in period dramas.
In addition, the prison also has a playground for daily exercise. In order to prevent those who are already mentally unstable from becoming mentally abnormal, the prison also regularly holds basketball games and other activities to guide them to unity and friendship.
Some prisons even have assembly lines, from which many cheap clothes and small commodities on the market flow out – which is why, in modern times, imprisonment is called "reform through labor."
Without commenting on the specific pros and cons, Qianyue had to admit that compared to other places, the prison was indeed more suitable as a survivor base.
Life and production are all available.
"You just arrived today, so just patrol the halls. It's not time for your shift change yet, so I'll take you to get the supplies first, and then show you back to the dorm."
Qianyue responded, but couldn't help but ask, "What about the other two floors?"
Captain Qiu glanced at her and asked, "Why are you asking this?"
Perhaps because she had always been in a high position, her eyes held a sense of authority without anger. But Qianyue had been brought up to be scared, and would not be frightened by her eyes at all.
She remained calm and said, "I'm just curious. Can't I ask? If not, forget it."
"...It's not that I can't ask." Captain Qiu looked at her with a gradually complicated look, as if he wanted to see something from Qianyue's face, but in the end he got nothing.
"It's just that it has nothing to do with you right now. In a couple of days, when you're familiar with the work on the first floor, I'll take you up there to have a look."
Qianyue: “…I understand.”
After talking for a long time, I actually said nothing.
This made Qianyue wonder if there was anything strange upstairs.
"Let's go, let's go..." Before Captain Qiu finished speaking, someone suddenly ran over in a hurry.
"Oh no, Captain. Over there in the isolation room..." The man hadn't finished his words when Captain Qiu glared at him fiercely. Only then did he realize that there was another person next to him. He immediately swallowed back the rest of his words, his face anxious and red, looking very ugly.
Captain Qiu was quite patient. She turned to look at Qianyue and said, "Go back to the hall first. I'll come find you later."
Qianyue's heart sank.
Instead of asking her to go to the duty room or go to the dormitory, he asked her to return to the hall to be monitored by the fat man.
Sure enough, although these people appear to be warm and kind on the surface, they are actually very cautious inside and are always wary of newcomers.
Qianyue wisely didn't ask anything, just answered and turned to walk towards the hall, as if she hadn't noticed anything. But just as she took a step, her foot suddenly slipped.
Captain Qiu thought it was a sneak attack and subconsciously wanted to dodge to the side, but Qianyue was faster than her and grabbed the man's arm.
The backpack on his back sank slightly, and Qianyue let go of his hand naturally.
"Sorry, my legs are numb."
Captain Qiu frowned, looking a little unhappy, but ultimately didn't say anything accusing. "You go ahead, I'll come find you soon."
Qianyue keenly noticed that the other party emphasized the word "soon" in a clear tone, as if he was hitting her.
"OK."
Qianyue agreed nonchalantly, then turned and walked back into the hall. Even after she'd walked several meters, she could still sense a vague gaze following her from behind.
It was not until she turned a corner that Captain Qiu finally withdrew his gaze. He looked coldly at the person who had just come to report the news, and took a step forward without saying a word. The latter shuddered subconsciously and hurriedly followed with a gloomy face.
On the other side, after turning the corner, Qianyue quickly dodged and stuck to the wall. She looked so agile that she was completely different from before.
She opened her palm, and on it lay a bunch of keys.
For the followers of "Ten-Day Plan", today is destined to be an extraordinary day.
The reason is simple——
"Qiu Han Dang Xing He: I heard that in the live broadcast room next door, Jiujiu Dao Yue was exposed."
In a live broadcast room, the audience was watching the host's ninth attempt to make a simple anti-radiation suit, when suddenly an irrelevant comment popped up.
The netizens continued to laugh, and the comment was quickly covered up.
But who would have thought that a second or two later, the entire screen would be suddenly occupied by a name——
"No head: Who? Kujukushima Tsuki?! Is there something wrong with my eyes?"
"Kaka: What the hell?! Which next door? Don't just talk about melons, give me the house number first!"
"Just make one up: What?!!"
"I'm addicted to Western fantasy: If you spread rumors, I curse you to eat instant noodles without seasoning packets =w="
"Qiu Han Dang Xinghe: Why would I lie to you? Just go and see for yourself."
"Abi: It's not some studio trying to attract traffic, is it? The last influencer is already completely forgotten."
Although this is what people say, the majority are always silent, which can be seen from the rapid decline in the number of viewers in the live broadcast room.
The same thing happened not only in this live broadcast room. Soon, the popularity index of Qianyue's live broadcast room continued to soar.
She had originally fallen back to third place, but she surged forward again, not only surpassing the current second place in one fell swoop, but her popularity value was also slowly approaching the first place!
Still 20,000 short...
Thirteen thousand...
Beyond!
At the same time, a post appeared on the front page of the game forum.
— “Have you heard? That Kujukushima Tsuki has been exposed. There are a lot of people watching now.”
—"What? Kujukushimazuki? Wasn't he eliminated long ago?"
—"What? When was that news?"
— "I think I heard someone challenged me to a fight in a dungeon last night. Is that true? What did it look like? Is there a live broadcast?"
— “This person is also a celebrity. If I tell you about it, you’ll be scared to death.”
— “Then you tell me!”
—"I won't tell you, just turn on the live broadcast and watch it yourself. I guarantee you'll find out at a glance!"
"...Just say what you can say directly. Is it fun to keep people hanging?"
The person who replied was speechless for a while, but not long after, he came back again, said nothing, and just sent three exclamation marks!
—“!!!”
—“???”
—“.”
“…” Du Yuanlang, who was browsing the post, was confused by these symbols.
He exited the post, but found that in just a short while, several posts about "Ninety-nine Islands Moon" appeared on the homepage.
#九九島月落马#
#The strongest female player in history does not accept rebuttal#
#The house not only didn’t collapse, but the two parts merged into one???#
Even the strategy post that Kujukujimazuki had posted a few days ago was pushed to the top, with a bunch of people howling with excitement, and the atmosphere was as joyful as if it was Chinese New Year.
Du Yuanlang was filled with confusion: "What's going on? Such a big deal?!"
Isn't he just a OP who shares strategy tips?
Just, outrageous.
As a former 5G surfer, Du Yuanlang had posted a lot of messages in the forum in order to "pay a large sum of money to become a disciple", so he also knew the person named Jiujiudaoyue.
But if he remembered correctly, the man made some harsh remarks and disappeared after the war copy ended.
Since then, for a long time, there has been no news about this person or him in the forum.
——Except when I’m occasionally mocked by haters.
Later on, the name "Kyujukujimazuki" almost became a nickname for a bragging pigeon king.
"Is this going to be a slap in the face today?"
Du Yuanlang clicked on the post of #史强强女玩家# with half belief and half doubt. As soon as he entered, he saw that the other party was praising the person to the sky, saying that he had been following both of them for a long time, and he didn’t expect that they were the same person!
— “There are only three female anchors still broadcasting. I’m curious who they are!”
— “Original Poster, Please Post the Picture.”
— “Want to get something for nothing? Go to the live broadcast room and watch it for yourself. ”
Du Yuanlang couldn't help but curl his lips, feeling dissatisfied.
"No matter how powerful you are, can you be more powerful than my sister?"
Despite saying this, Du Yuanlang couldn't help but click on the link.
Ever since he was eliminated in the desert dungeon, he seemed to have changed his personality. He settled down and learned a lot of things. It was not until yesterday that he had time to use electronic devices and watch the live replay of the previous dungeon.
Du Yuanlang was jealous that his second brother didn't tell him that he spent the next few days of the desert dungeon with his sister. At the same time, he blamed his second brother for not cherishing the opportunity and felt that he was a waste of talent.
After catching up on the live broadcast all night, Du Yuanlang didn't have time to visit Qianyue's live broadcast room.
"Let's just try to see who it is first, and then go to see her later--" Before he could finish his words, the page suddenly loaded up. Du Yuanlang's eyes widened immediately, and all the words were stuck in his throat.
At that moment, countless thoughts flashed through Du Yuanlang's mind.
Did the original poster give the wrong URL? Did he click on the wrong link? Or was there a glitch in the web system that sent him to the wrong place?
After being stunned for two or three seconds, Du Yuanlang finally recognized a fact from the barrage of comments.
Kujukushima Tsuki is the godsister he recognized?!
But that’s not the end.
A few minutes later, he watched Qianyue enter a room that looked like a broadcasting studio. Then, she turned on the equipment and called out a name that was so familiar to him that it couldn't be more familiar to him.
"Qian Chi, where have you been, you bastard?!"
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