Faced with Chi Mu's insistence on going back to rest, Ruta was stunned for a moment and did not insist any further.
He had already smelled the alcohol on Chi Mu, but now he was much more anxious than Chi Mu.
Because his mind is now very clear, he knows that there is still a lot of information that has not been verified and confirmed, especially the information from the two gatherings, about which he has no clue at all.
"No, if we wait until tomorrow to investigate these clues, we will definitely fall into a passive situation. So while Chi Mu is resting, I will go and investigate first, and then analyze it with him!"
Ruta murmured, his eyes becoming firm.
He knew that it was extremely difficult to clear a multiplayer ghost story dungeon on his own, and there were only a few dozen Chosen Ones left on the cruise ship.
Moreover, the most frequent time period for the death of the Chosen Ones is at night. It is already late at night. When we wake up tomorrow, who knows how many Chosen Ones will be left.
The fewer the chosen ones there were, the greater the risk factor would be, because no one would help them to step on the mines. At the same time, the remaining dangers would definitely only come to them, after all, there were only so many people left on the cruise ship, and there would be no more.
........
Chi Mu staggered back to the six o'clock room. His head was so dizzy at this time that he forced himself to enter the room.
After opening the door, the room was pitch black. It seemed that there was a power outage again.
He didn't care about all these and ran into the bathroom immediately, hugging the toilet and vomiting violently.
Only after he vomited out everything in his stomach did Chi Mu feel a lot more relieved.
"Why do I feel more dizzy after vomiting?"
Chi Mu talked to himself, holding up his head which felt like it had grown a lot bigger, and tried to get up.
But as soon as he stood up, his legs went weak and he fell to the ground again.
Since he doesn't drink often, of course he doesn't know that it's actually better to hold the alcohol in and not vomit it out. Once you vomit it out, the drunkenness will only get to him faster and make his head feel dizzy.
After sitting on the ground for a while, Chi Mu felt that he could fall asleep sitting next to the toilet.
Until then, there was a knock on the door.
"Chi Mu, have you been drinking...If it's convenient, I'll go in."
Yang Qu's anxious voice was heard outside the door.
She had fallen asleep just now and was woken up by hearing Chi Mu vomiting.
"I...I'm fine, don't come in. I vomited a lot and the bathroom made a bit of a mess. I'll get up after a rest."
"It's okay. I don't dislike you. There's a power outage now. I was afraid you couldn't see me. You fell in the bathroom. Let me help you out."
This time, Yang Qu was no longer asking Chi Mu. She pushed open the bathroom door without saying anything and saw Chi Mu sitting next to the toilet.
Yang Qu looked at him slumped on the ground, his face red and drunk, and felt both angry and amused.
"Why did you drink so much if you can't drink? There's no need to go to that first mate. Look at you..."
While complaining to Chi Mu, Yang Qu put his arms around his neck and carried him out of the bathroom with great effort.
Chi Mu didn't want Yang Qu to see him in such a miserable state. After all, he smelled of alcohol and vomit.
After all, Yang Qu was the girl he liked, and it would be a bit inappropriate to show this side of himself in front of her.
But after struggling for a few times, he realized that he was really a bit of a loser. How much alcohol did he drink to become like this?
As expected, I still don’t have the potential to be a corporate slave.
After Yang Qu helped Chi Mu onto the bed, he placed his pillow against the head of the bed to help him, and then very considerately went to make a cup of hot milk and fed it to him personally.
"Drinking hot milk can reduce the irritation of alcohol on your gastric mucosa, making your stomach less uncomfortable... Really, it doesn't make people feel better."
Yang Qu looked at Chi Mu helplessly.
If there wasn't only moonlight in the room, she would definitely have seen Chi Mu's slightly embarrassed expression.
——"Oh my god, Sister Qu is so nice. First, she didn't mind Chi Mu's vomit, and then she helped him heat up the milk. Aren't they a perfect couple in love?"
——"If I can get a girlfriend like this, what's the harm in death?!"
——"I am a fan of them. I love them too much... I really feel sad for the wooden gods. It would be great if they lived in the real world."
——"When will this damned ghost story end? Does Chi Mu have to keep participating in ghost story copies until he dies?!"
The audience in the live broadcast room were all indignant for the ill-fated couple Chi Mu and Yang Qu.
At this time, Dragon Country think tank.
Qin Bin had already asked someone to send Qin Jianghe away first, on the grounds that he had retired and was in poor health, and was not suitable to join the think tank again.
Even though he was once the leader of the think tank, he cannot come back here now in order to take care of his health.
"Qin Da, is it really okay for you to treat Old Qin like this? Even if we take a step back and say that this is a workplace and you don't want to put him above your father, then Old Qin is still your senior and you should listen to his opinions."
Qin Bin's assistant no longer chose to endure this time, and he also stood up boldly.
But what he was greeted with was still Qin Bin's cold gaze.
"His opinion? His opinion is to replace me. I don't think I am any worse than him!"
Qin Bin snorted coldly. He didn't take Qin Jianghe's insults to heart at all.
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