The two of them first went to the animal training area, where bears, lions, tigers, monkeys, sheep and other animals lived together in groups.
These animals, which should have been fierce, were now as gentle as obedient kittens, lying on the ground mixed with rose petals.
The animals lazily raised their eyelids, glanced at the passersby, and then quickly looked away.
They seem uninterested in humans.
At the edge of the fence, a magnificent horse caught their eye.
Unlike other animals, it stood dignifiedly, with soft, clean, and glossy fur, clearly indicating that it was well cared for.
It raised its handsome face, the meaning of which couldn't be clearer: Come and get me.
Unfortunately, it's black.
Yuan Qingli walked over uncontrollably and reached out to touch it twice.
She squinted comfortably: "It feels great. If I could ride it and gallop across the vast grasslands, that would be so wonderful."
Judging from her appearance, Lu Xingyun realized that she wasn't there for a dangerous mission, but rather for a relaxing vacation.
"May I ask which dungeon this is?" he asked casually, in a relaxed tone.
Yuan Qingli's eyes hardened with wariness: "Not much, just beginning."
Lu Xingyun gave a soft "hmm" and then spoke.
"When I first entered the game, I thought money could solve everything. I didn't want to use my brain or do anything myself; I just wanted to win without any effort. Until later, I realized that money was useless."
"As more and more players died, I realized that I could no longer treat it as an ordinary game."
"It's no longer as simple as using a game controller; there's no resurrection mode."
"I could be the next one to die."
Yuan Qingli found it increasingly strange as she listened.
She continued stroking the horse, tilting her head slightly, her eyes, softened with enjoyment, lingering on Lu Xingyun.
"I didn't ask you, why are you telling me so much?"
They don't need to be honest with each other, nor have they reached the point where they need to be honest.
Lu Xingyun stared intently at Yuan Qingli for a moment, then smiled and said in a very pleasant tone.
"I have a feeling you'll become my teammate. So, I'll just lay everything out to get to know you better."
Lu Xingyun believed in his choice.
Never makes a mistake.
He has been lucky enough from childhood to adulthood.
Yuan Qingli lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes sweeping down.
"Then tell me, what skill did you use to give you this premonition?"
Before Lu Xingyun could explain, Bo Zijin, whose face was slightly pale, followed.
His eyes held unfathomable emotions, like surging waves or ripples spreading across an ancient well at midnight.
Have you found any leads?
"No." Hearing the voice, Yuan Qingli turned around. "There are no red horses in the animal training park."
Lu Xingyun: "But it's strange. This black horse is being taken very well. I just observed its body, and even the way it raised its hooves. It doesn't look like a horse that lives in a circus and often performs. Instead, it looks like an old horse that has wandered into this place by mistake and has stayed to play."
Bo Zijin didn't speak, and it was unclear what she was thinking.
"The mission requires us to find the red horse, which seems simple. But..."
His sharp, cautious gaze swept across the perimeter. "This enclosure contains all sorts of animals, at least three of each kind, but there's only one horse. Something's not right."
Following his words, Lu Xingyun guessed, "That's right. Unless the circus performance today requires a lot of horses, we can keep an eye out for that later."
The two stared at each other in silence for five seconds, unusually without hearing Yuan Qingli offer her own opinion.
So they both turned their attention to that direction.
The girl in the cheongsam bent down slightly and whispered something to the black horse.
A butterfly embroidered with gold thread on the cheongsam almost seemed to fly away on the light.
"What are you doing? Do you understand horse language?" Lu Xingyun leaned closer.
"..."
Yuan Qingli stood up, her hands resting on the railing, holding two rose petals in her hands.
“I’m a little concerned about this.” He said, putting the rose petals into his pocket.
Bo Zijin, who had been observing her surroundings, spoke up, interrupting their conversation: "Look over there."
Looking in the direction Bo Zijin was pointing.
That is—
Near the theater lobby.
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