1.
Wen Qing clutched Sikong's sleeve tightly, his knuckles turning white.
Sikong lowered his eyes to look at him. Wen Wei tilted his head slightly, his face full of nervousness, his soft black hair sticking to his cheeks and forehead. He was like a timid and cowering kitten, who cautiously stretched out his claws when he saw what he wanted.
Sikong has always been soft-hearted towards living things. After a moment of silence, he slowly said, "We are different from you."
Wen Qing was confused: "What do you mean?"
Yes is yes, no is no.
What is different?
Different types of players?
Why don't you make it clear again!
He looked at Sikong blankly: "That... I don't understand."
Sikong frowned slightly: "Why are you so stupid?"
Wen Qing whispered, "I'm sorry, I don't play games very often."
Apart from attending classes, he usually works a part-time job. In his spare time, he watches movies and TV. He seldom plays video games or board games and doesn't know much about games.
Sikong looked at his trembling eyelashes and asked, "What do you think we are?"
Wen Qing pursed his lips and whispered his speculation: "Yu Xing said that this game is very simple, just look at the literal meaning."
"If it's true, my identity is that of an ordinary human being, because I am an ordinary human being."
"You, Yu Xing, and the teacher are the three of you..."
Wen Qing paused and looked at Si Kong nervously.
Sikong looked at him quietly and asked, "Because?"
Wen Qing took a deep breath and said, "Because you are NPCs."
According to the book, Sikong is a good NPC who will help human players.
The teacher and Yu Xing are bad NPCs.
Sikong: “…”
He really didn't expect that even after Yu Xing put the truth in front of Wen Qing, Wen Qing could still mess it up.
Seeing that Sikong was speechless, Wen Qing slowly let go of the hand that was pulling his sleeve.
Si Kong glanced at his movements and asked, "How do you think this game world was formed?"
To be honest, Wen Qing hadn't thought about it. He just wanted to finish the game quickly and didn't want to delve into the reasons behind the game.
But Sikong asked now, and he thought about it seriously for a while.
Supernatural powers, monsters from myth books, weird nursery rhymes...
Wen Qing frowned and asked tentatively, "Was it done by some advanced alien civilization?"
Sikong was silent again.
Wen Qing slowly explained his thoughts: "I, I've seen this kind of TV series about playing games, and in the end it was aliens who did it..."
Apart from aliens, he really couldn't think of any other reasonable reason.
There can't possibly be a God in the world, right?
Feudal superstition is unacceptable.
Seeing Wen Qing's thoughts, Si Kong was speechless.
Wen Qing then said, "You don't believe in the existence of aliens?"
"My dorm head doesn't believe it either. He believes more in the existence of ghosts and gods."
Sikong: “…He is very smart.”
Wen Qing couldn't tell whether this was pure praise or sarcasm, so he looked up at Si Kong.
Sikong: "It's already nine o'clock, and there are still twelve hours before the vote."
"Do you already know the answer to the level?"
"I don't know." Wen Qing shook his head and subconsciously scanned the room for a clock. When he turned his head, he saw a small electronic clock on the bedside table.
It's nine o'clock now.
Was this clock here just now?
The thought flashed through his mind, and Wen Qing didn't think much about it. He quickly counted the clues on his fingers.
1. The guide is an ordinary human being.
2. The guide is not the person listed on the ID card.
3. The usage of the guide and the god tablet are closely related.
Wen Qing thought about it for a long time, but couldn't come up with the right answer.
Suddenly, an idea occurred to him.
That’s right! If you can’t figure it out by direct deduction, use reverse deduction!
In short, the guide is either himself, Li Siwen or Zhou Zhou.
How can the guide be one of the three of them?
Wen Qing pursed her lips tightly, and the veil in front of her eyes that concealed the answer seemed to become clearer and clearer.
Just before he was about to open it, his stomach made a long, prolonged growl.
After a long beep, there was another short sound.
This caused Sikong to tilt his head and look at him.
Wen Qing's face turned red. He bent his legs, pressed his hands against his stomach, and stammered, "I'm sorry..."
He hadn't eaten since he woke up.
Sikong: "Are you hungry?"
Wen nodded gently.
I didn’t feel hungry just now, but now my stomach growled and hunger instantly overwhelmed my thoughts.
I'm so hungry, I want to eat something, I want to eat some cookies...
After making sure his stomach had stopped growling, Wen Qing quickly put on his shoes and said to Si Kong, "I'll wash my face and wake myself up."
After saying that, he walked into the bathroom without looking back.
"You want to eat..." Sikong pursed his lips and swallowed the rest of the words.
Wen Qing walked into the bathroom and the first thing he saw was soda crackers and a bottle of milk on the washstand.
Wen Qing was shocked. The biscuits and milk were actually placed in the toilet?
Sikong's hobby is a bit strange...
He walked quickly forward, washed his face, and looked down at the packaging of soda crackers.
It is the brand and flavor he often eats.
Wen Qing swallowed, picked up the cookies and milk, and walked quickly out of the bathroom.
He walked up to Sikong and asked in a low voice: "Can I eat these?"
Sikong responded.
Wen Qing couldn't wait to open the package and stuffed two pieces into his mouth. Then he reached out and put the biscuits in front of Si Kong and asked vaguely, "Don't you want to eat it?"
Sikong: "No."
Wen Qing stared at him for a while, and after making sure that Si Kong didn't want to eat at all, he opened the milk and drank it while eating the biscuits.
After wolfing down half a bag of biscuits, I finally didn't feel that hungry anymore.
Wen Qing pinched the biscuit packaging and glanced at Si Kong cautiously.
Sikong is tall, with sharp features, and he doesn't look like... someone who would eat in the toilet.
After hesitating for a moment, Wen Qing couldn't help but ask curiously, "Why are the cookies and milk on the washstand?"
Sikong: "Ask yourself."
Wen Qing was confused. Although he wanted to eat cookies, he didn't want to eat them in the toilet.
He looked dazed, Sikong looked away and said coldly: "You can also ask the aliens."
Wen Qing: “…”
After finishing the biscuits and milk, Wen Qing returned to the soft bed again.
Too many things happened in the morning, and his nerves were always on edge. Now that he was full and satisfied, his mind seemed to become dull, and his thoughts turned into strands of sleepiness, which entangled his eyelids.
Sikong tilted his head, looked at the faint dark circles under Wen Qing's eyes, and whispered, "Go to sleep."
Wen Qing forced himself to open his eyes and asked, "Sikong...are you gay?"
Sikong: “…”
Wen Qing said dazedly: "Yu Xing said you like me like this..."
"Not gay."
Hearing the answer he wanted, a big stone in Wen Qing's heart finally fell to the ground. He hummed vaguely, hugged the soft quilt, and fell asleep in the blink of an eye.
*****
After an unknown amount of time, Wen Qing vaguely felt someone pushing him.
He turned over with a groan, and suddenly a shocking four words sounded above his head: "Get up and vote."
Wen Qing suddenly opened his eyes, sat up, and stared at Sikong who was standing beside the bed.
After a long while, his brain began to work slowly.
He fell asleep in Sikong's room.
Wen Qing lowered his head and rubbed his eyes, his voice slightly hoarse from just waking up: "Don't scare me..."
Seeing his dazed look, Sikong relaxed his brows and said to him, "The voting will start in half an hour."
Wen Qing paused and looked at the clock next to him in disbelief.
It clearly shows 8:30.
???
He slept from nine in the morning to eight thirty at night?
Wen Qing was shocked: "Why did I sleep for so long?"
He quickly got up, put on his shoes, and walked quickly to the door.
The moment he grasped the door handle, Wen Qing paused and turned to look at Si Kong: "Um... aren't you going down?"
Sikong lowered his eyelashes and looked at his sneakers: "Your shoelaces are not tied properly."
Sikong took a step forward, and the next second, Wen Qing quickly squatted down and tied both shoes into a knot.
He paused and looked away: "Let's go."
Wen nodded lightly, followed Sikong, and asked quietly, "What are you going to write later?"
Sikong asked back: "Who are you going to vote for?"
Wen Qing said slowly: "I, I haven't figured out the answer yet."
He tugged at Sikong's sleeve and asked softly, "Have you figured out what a guide is?"
Sikong glanced at him and said nothing.
Seeing this, Wen Qing whispered: "You haven't figured it out either..."
Will another person die tonight?
The teacher and Zhou Zhou will both be sentenced to death...
Wen Qing unconsciously grabbed Sikong's sleeve. He had complicated feelings towards Yu Xing.
He was mostly afraid and disgusted, but Yu Xing had also told him a lot of important clues.
When I went downstairs, Ji Yu, Zhou Zhou and Li Siwen were already sitting around the table. Yu Xing was standing at the stairs, leaning on the railing like he had no bones.
Wen Qing followed Si Kong closely. Before he even reached the first floor, he heard Yu Xing whistle loudly: "I haven't seen you for a day. You look much better now."
Wen Qing raised his eyes and met Yu Xing's teasing gaze.
Yu Xing narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, and his gaze kept moving back and forth on Wen Qing: "Poor little thing, have you been fooling around with Si Kong all day?"
Wen Qing ignored him until he walked down the last step, then he paused and turned to look at Yu Xing.
Yu Xing raised his eyebrows, stared at his fair and tender cheeks, and teased: "Sikong is a guy who knows how to take care of people."
Wen Wei frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and lowered his voice and said, "Yu Xing, the teacher and Zhou Zhou may vote for you."
Yu Xing was stunned for a moment, then raised the corner of his mouth and approached Wen Qing: "Why do you want to tell me?"
"You wouldn't..." He asked nonchalantly, "You've fallen in love with me."
He didn't lower his voice at all, and the others looked over.
Feeling the burning gaze from behind, Wen Qing blushed, angry and annoyed: "I am..."
Afraid of being heard by others, he exhaled and whispered, "I, I'm asking you to be mentally prepared!"
Yu Xing tilted his head and started talking in a low voice as well.
"What kind of mental preparation? Mental preparation to die?"
"Poor little thing, I'm almost dying, can you..."
Yu Xing curled up the corners of his lips and hinted, "Let me do it."
2.
Wen Qing: ???
I don’t care if you die!
He immediately put his hands behind his back and hurried downstairs.
Yu Xing chuckled and jumped down two steps at a time. As he jumped, he shouted at Wen Qing's back, "You can't just stand by and watch someone die."
"I saved your life last night."
Wen Qing's footsteps suddenly stopped.
He was actually not sure whether Yu Xing, the magic card, was in the same camp as humans or not.
If it is Yu Xing, it is good, he should not be allowed to die.
If depression is bad...
Wen Qing pursed her lips and thought, this is just to repay the favor of saving my life last night, other things can be dealt with later.
Yu Xing lazily walked up to him, tilted his head, and leaned close to his ear: "Little Holy Father, please save me."
Yu Xing had said the same thing before. The difference was that when Wen Qing heard this last time, he felt ashamed and angry. This time, he lowered his eyelashes and asked in a low voice: "Do you, do you have any solution?"
Yu Xing groaned and tilted his head to look at the huge clock on the wall: "There are still twenty minutes. It's too late."
Wen Qing frowned slightly and asked quickly, "What's too late?"
Seeing the worry in his eyes, Yu Xing pressed his tongue against his back teeth and said word by word: "Make love, ah."
"I'm very durable."
“…”
Wen Qing was speechless. She didn't expect that at this moment, Yu Xing would still be in the mood to make a joke!
Yu Xing blinked and said, "So let's kiss."
"Let's kiss for twenty minutes."
Wen Qingqi's eyes began to turn red, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "Is this the way you said you would save you?"
Yu Xing nodded nonchalantly, muttering, "Yes, yes."
"Only the body of the little Holy Father can save me."
Wen Qing became even angrier. He was angry that Yu Xing was joking when he was about to die, and he was also angry at himself for sleeping for a whole day and not being able to figure out a way to pass the level.
His eyes became redder and redder, with a mist forming in his eyes.
Yu Xing paused, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why can't you bear to leave me?"
"How about..."
Before he could finish his words, Sikong suddenly walked forward, grabbed Wen Qing's arm, and hurried downstairs.
Yu Xing curled his lips and sneered.
"Nothing will happen to him," said Sikong.
Wen Qing was stunned, staring at Si Kong's profile in a daze: "W-what do you mean?"
Sikong: “Literally.”
Wen Qing was pulled to the table and sat down with a confused look on his face.
He pondered for a while and thought, if it was the divine tablet that opened the door, nothing would go wrong, right?
Or does Yu Xing have other ways to save his life?
…………
Wen Qing couldn't figure it out, and seeing that Sikong was not prepared to explain, he didn't ask any further.
Anyway, nothing will go wrong.
The friction sounds of chairs against the ground came one after another, and Zhou Zhou, Ji Yu and Yu Xing sat down one after another.
Wen glanced at the clock. There were still fifteen minutes until the vote.
Li Siwen has not been seen since then.
He tugged at Sikong's sleeve and asked in a low voice, "What are you going to write later?"
Sikong did not answer, but asked: "What about you?"
Wen Qing said truthfully: "Give up."
He hasn't figured out the most crucial point yet.
Wen Qing asked in a low voice: "Do you want to give up with me too?"
Sikong: "I can't give up."
Wen Qing paused and said, "I can't give up, but that doesn't mean I don't want to give up."
He tilted his head to stare at Sikong's profile, and suddenly realized something: "Are there many restrictions on your divine cards?"
Sikong hummed.
Wen Qing suddenly realized: "No wonder you and Yu Xing always talk unclearly."
It turns out there are restrictions.
Si Kong had a blank expression on his face, thinking that he and Yu Xing had already made everything clear.
After a moment of silence, he said, "Here, he knows everything you do and say."
he?
Wen Qing thought for a while and asked tentatively: "Are you talking about the system?"
Sikong responded.
Wen nodded and whispered, "It's the same in novels and TV dramas."
"Maybe it's the power of alien technology."
Sikong: “…”
The next second, the empty chair on Wen Qing's right was pulled away.
Yu Xing lazily crossed his legs, propped his chin with one hand, and said with a smile: "Little Holy Father, what do you want to know? I can tell you too."
Wen Qing turned his head away and didn't look at him. Whenever Yu Xing responded to him, he would say some nonsense.
So the best thing to do is just ignore him.
Yu Xing bent his fingers and tapped lightly on the table: "Si Kong, what did you say to our Xiao Wenqing?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Zhou Zhou and Ji Yu, who were sitting across the table, raised their eyelids and looked over at the same time.
Sikong didn't say anything, only Yu Xing's rhythmic knocking could be heard.
“Da, da, da…”
The atmosphere was extremely strange.
Wen Qing felt a little uncomfortable and frowned.
Suddenly, there was a sound of hurried footsteps on the stairs.
Li Siwen ran downstairs quickly. She was wearing a white dress and her long hair fell softly on her shoulders. She looked completely different from the crazy woman she looked yesterday.
Wen Qing was now particularly afraid of her normal appearance and stared at her closely.
Li Siwen had a ruddy complexion, a hint of a smile on her face, and her eyes were bright.
Looks more normal than yesterday.
It was as if he had learned some unprecedented good news, and his whole spirit and energy were different.
Wen Qing's eyelids twitched. After Li Siwen walked to the first floor, Zhou Zhou suddenly stood up and the two of them walked towards him together.
This time he was so frightened that his heart beat faster.
Li Siwen stood in front of Wen Qing, brushed the hair by his ears back, bowed 90 degrees, and apologized sincerely: "Wen Qing, I'm sorry, I was wrong yesterday."
"I shouldn't have lied to you that Sikong wasn't on the third floor. I shouldn't have lied to you to open the door, and I shouldn't have tried to force you to open the door. My mind is not clear, and I've been driven crazy by this game."
As she spoke, she took another step forward, getting closer to Wen Qing: "I don't expect you to forgive me, I just want you to sincerely apologize. You, you can scold me if you want, and you can hit me if you want."
"As long as I can leave here, I will work like a slave for you for the rest of my life."
Wen Qing didn't know why Li Siwen became like this. Not only did he not feel any apology, but he felt even more scared and subconsciously moved closer to Sikong.
Noticing his actions, Zhou Zhou's eyes turned cold.
He curled his lips and said to Li Siwen with a fake smile: "Is your apology only sincere with your mouth?"
Li Siwen was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted. She straightened up, raised her hand, and slapped herself hard. Her cheeks turned red instantly.
She glanced at Zhou Zhou, and seeing that Zhou Zhou was still not satisfied, she quickly grabbed Wen Qing's hand and said, "Hit me, hit me."
Wen Qing was so scared that he quickly dodged and subconsciously hid next to Si Kong, almost sitting on Si Kong.
Seeing this, Zhou Zhou grabbed Li Siwen's arm and said with a smile: "Qingqing is soft-hearted and won't hit anyone."
Li Siwen looked at him blankly.
Zhou Zhou raised his lips and said, "I'll help him."
The next second, a crisp slap was heard in the living room.
“Pah—”
Li Siwen turned his head, his right cheek was swollen with four clear purple finger marks on it.
Zhou Zhou said calmly: "Compared to what you did, this one is light."
Li Siwen's eyes were dazed. She raised her hand tremblingly and touched her swollen face. Her expression was distorted for a second, and then she gradually revealed a smile.
Because her face looked a little different at the moment, the smile seemed extremely strange.
Wen Qing felt a chill down his spine and unconsciously clutched the things around him.
What did Zhou Zhou do or say?
Li Siwen tilted her mouth and tried to force out a gentle smile. She said to Wen Qing with a crooked face and a crooked mouth: "I'm sorry, if you want to hit me again, you can hit me anytime."
After saying that, he turned around, followed Zhou Zhou to the opposite side of the table, and sat back in his original seat.
Wen Qing stared blankly at the air. After a while, Si Kong's voice suddenly rang in his ears: "Hand."
He slowly lowered his head and saw that his hand had grabbed Sikong's jeans pocket and reached in.
Through a thin layer of cloth, he could clearly feel Sikong's burning body temperature.
Wen Qing quickly withdrew his hand, as if he had been burned.
"S-sorry." He slowly sat back in his chair.
As soon as I sat down, Yu Xing's lazy voice rang in my ears: "If you like pants, you can take off mine."
Wen Qing: “…”
*****
“Tick-tock.”
The second hand turned to nine o'clock, and paper and pen appeared in everyone's hands.
Wen Qing's hands were still shaking a little and he couldn't hold the pen.
After a long while, I couldn't write a single word.
After all the blank papers in everyone's hands disappeared, he wrote the word "abstain".
【Voting is over, the votes will be counted now.】
【Player Yu Xing, one vote. 】
Wen Qing opened his eyes wide. Yu Xing only had one vote?
【Player Ji Yu, three votes. 】
After the system finished speaking, Ji Yu raised his eyelids with a calm expression, as if the person who was going to open the door was not him.
Zhou Zhou straightened his back, placed his left hand horizontally on the table, and raised his right hand high, like a model student who took the initiative to answer questions. He smiled and said, "Sorry, teacher."
"I voted for you first."
3.
Ji Yu half closed his eyes. After a while, he tilted his head to look at Zhou Zhou and slowly uttered two words: "Very good."
Zhou Zhou smiled and replied, "Thank you for the compliment, teacher."
He turned sideways to look at Ji Yu and said sincerely, "It's mainly because the teacher taught me well."
Ji Yu looked at him quietly, with a gentle smile on his lips, but there was no warmth in his eyes.
"Pa pa pa——" applause suddenly rang out.
Yu Xing stood up and clapped his hands vigorously, his tone showing no sign of gloating: "Teacher Ji has overturned, overturned."
As he spoke, he could not help but burst out laughing. His eyes narrowed into slits. He looked at Ji Yu and then at Zhou Zhou, and was about to start shouting for a fight.
Wen Qing sat in the chair, looking at the scene in a daze.
How did things turn out like this?
He slowly turned his head and looked at Li Siwen, then at Sikong. There was no change in their expressions, as if they had known about this for a long time.
It seemed like Wen Qing was the only one who didn't participate in this matter, although he did give up...
Wen Qing looked at Zhou Zhou in confusion, slowly sorting out his thoughts.
So Zhou Zhou deliberately told the teacher that he voted for Yu Xing during the day? Did he cheat the teacher out of his vote?
The vote for Yu Xing was cast by the teacher.
The teacher's three votes were from Zhou Zhou, Li Siwen and Sikong.
No wonder Sikong said that Yu Xing was fine, because he followed Zhou Zhou and surrendered to his teacher...
But why did Zhou Zhou suddenly turn to the teacher? Didn't he always dislike Yu Xing?
Wen Qing's mind became even more confused, and he once again felt that his IQ was not enough.
[Player Ji Yu, please open the door. 】
Ji Yu kept his eyes calm and did not move.
Zhou Zhou looked at him with a smile on his face. He caught a glimpse of Wen Qing's confused face and burst out laughing: "Haven't we figured it out yet?"
"Teacher," he paused and changed his words, "No, it should be this Mr. Ji, he is not a teacher at all, he has been lying to us from the beginning."
Zhou Zhou concluded: "His name is Ji Yu, and he is good at doing bad things."
Hearing this, Yu Xing laughed even more happily, and his flamboyant laughter echoed in the living room.
Zhou Zhou slowly raised his hand, broke off his fingers, and counted: "The next night, Chen Yiyi said in front of everyone that she saw Gong Yunyun push Qingqing. It was you who instigated it."
"Although it was indeed Gong Yunyun who pushed him, you deliberately let Chen Yiyi say it out loud so that she would collapse after voting for the wrong person."
Zhou Zhou continued, "Li Siwen too, you deliberately induced her to suspect Chen Yiyi."
Li Siwen nodded vigorously in agreement.
"You also tried to make Wen Qing suspicious of me. Fortunately, our Qing Qing was timid and didn't fall for your trick." Zhou Zhou paused, as if he remembered something, and exclaimed, "Also, Mr. Ji must have secretly bullied our Qing Qing several times, right?"
"Every time I meet you, Qingqing gets more wounded."
Zhou Zhou sighed and looked at Wen Qing: "You only know how to bully us because we are stupid."
"Speaking of which, I have to thank Qingqing for telling me all this."
Wen Qing was still confused. Where was the book in Zhou Zhou?
No wonder he couldn't find it after searching the entire study.
[Player Ji Yu, please open the door.] The system spoke again.
Unlike the previous times, this time the tone was cold and calm, without any urging.
Ji Yu slowly stood up, glanced around, and finally his eyes fell on Wen Qing's face. He asked in a low voice: "Wen Qing, do you believe what he said?"
Wen Qing scratched his palm nervously, hesitated for a moment, and stammered, "I, I heard it."
"The conversation between you and Zhou Zhou in the corridor."
Hearing this, Ji Yu chuckled and glanced at Si Kong: "Were you already in Si Kong's room at that time?"
Wen Qing pursed her lips, not knowing what to say.
Zhou Zhou took the initiative to speak: "Yes, yes, otherwise why would I come to see the teacher so early in the morning."
[Player Ji Yu, please open the door. 】
Ji Yu calmly pulled out a chair and walked to the door.
Zhou Zhou raised his arm and waved: "Bye."
Wen Qing lowered his eyelashes, not daring to look over.
He subconsciously held his breath, his heart beating rapidly, and the only sound in his ears was the heartbeat like a drum.
After a moment, a slight noise was heard in the quiet living room.
"clatter."
It was the sound of a door opening.
Wen Qing's eyelids twitched and he turned his head sharply, only to see Ji Yu pushing open the door.
Not the one with the door knocker, but the door with relief carvings on the left side.
Wen Qing opened his eyes wide, and Ji Yu walked out of the door calmly.
There was extremely thick white fog outside the door, and the road could not be seen clearly. Ji Yu walked into the white fog. In the blink of an eye, his figure disappeared, and the half-open door slowly closed.
In the shadows, Wen Qing saw a huge black shadow not far away, with three heads shaking.
"Roar!" The three-headed dog growled.
Wen Qing's heart trembled. Why was the three-headed dog always outside the door?
Could it be because of the vote he cast?
There was a knocking sound on the table. Wen Qing tilted his head and saw Yu Xing bending his fingers and tapping the table lazily. He said to Zhou Zhou, "We really underestimated you."
Zhou Zhou smiled slightly and said casually: "Yeah, who would care about an ant?"
He stretched, stood up slowly, and said to everyone, "It's getting late, Mr. Yu, see you tomorrow."
"Looking and searching, I found a good friend..." Zhou Zhou hummed a tune and went upstairs, and Li Siwen followed immediately.
Wen Qing leaned against the back of the chair, feeling the chill rising from the soles of his feet and his back shivering.
Zhou Zhou’s words, “The game officially begins now,” kept replaying in his mind.
If Sikong had to vote, plus Zhouzhou and Li Siwen, the three votes could easily vote for Ji Yu and Yu Xing...
"Qingqing, did you hear that? Zhou Zhou was threatening me just now."
Yu Xing suddenly turned sideways and moved closer to Wen Qing.
He curled up the corners of his lips, his face showed no fear, his narrow eyes were full of interest: "He voted for Ji Yu today, and he will vote for me tomorrow."
"Zhou Zhou is so bad, and you don't want me to leave," Yu Xing paused and asked with a smile, "How about... the three of us vote for him tomorrow night."
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled. She did not answer his question, but asked: "If you are selected, will you and Teacher Ji..."
He changed the topic and said, "Will you leave here directly like Ji Yu?"
Yu Xing responded, "Yes."
"But if you leave here, Qingqing won't be able to see me anymore. I'm afraid she'll cry. She almost cried just now."
That's because I'm angry at you!
Wen Qing gritted her teeth and said to him, "Don't call me like that."
Yu Xing blinked: "How should I call you? Gently?"
"Zhou Zhou can shout, but I can't?"
"Gently discriminate..."
Wen Qing couldn't stand it anymore and didn't want to pay attention to him anymore. She turned around and asked Si Kong: "Can I sleep in your room tonight?"
Afraid that Sikong would refuse, he quickly added: "I can just sleep on the floor."
Sikong nodded and agreed.
Wen breathed a sigh of relief and went upstairs with Sikong.
Yu Xing sat in his original position and said nonchalantly, "Add me in, I want to sleep on the floor too."
"Otherwise, I will be the only one left. Qingqing, are you willing to let me go..."
****
After returning to the room, Wen Qing sat on the bed. He had slept for the whole day, and now he was particularly awake and his mind was clear.
What he hadn't figured out now was the connection between the divine tablet and finding the guide.
In addition to the fact that there are good and bad god cards, there should be a most crucial point.
How to use the God Card? Then can you find the guide?
Wen Qing has never been considered smart since he was a child, his IQ is just that of an average person.
I went to an ordinary elementary school, junior high school, and high school. I studied diligently and stayed up late in high school, and with the guidance of my top classmates, I was able to barely get admitted to a good university.
He thought about it over and over again, but had no clue.
Unable to think of an answer, Wen Qing had no choice but to ask Si Kong: "Did you know how to find the guide from the beginning?"
"It's okay if you can't say it."
Sikong nodded: "I know."
Wen Qing was stunned, so for them, ordinary human players, the god card is not actually a teammate.
The book in the study is to make them aware of this.
Good god cards are there to assist them, while bad ones are there to hinder them.
This, this guy is an NPC, right? !
Wen Qing confirmed this idea. Sikong didn't respond directly because he couldn't say it, so he told himself tactfully that they were different from ordinary players.
Wen Qing suddenly realized that the real players were only a few ordinary humans like them.
The guide was an ordinary human being, but he, Zhou Zhou and Li Siwen all knew that they were not.
So the focus of this game is how ordinary humans become guides.
This method must be related to the divine card...
Wen Qing was just thinking about it when Si Kong's expression suddenly changed slightly and he said, "Something happened to Li Siwen."
"Ah?" Wen Qing raised his eyes blankly.
Sikong frowned slightly, his face darkened: "She's gone."
Wen Qing took a moment to react, then asked tentatively, "Can you feel everyone's presence?"
Sikong hummed.
Wen Qing didn't have time to think about it, and asked quickly: "Missing means she, she..."
Sikong explained: "She's not dead, I just can't feel her presence."
"She suddenly disappeared in the study."
"I'm going to the study." After saying that, he turned and walked towards the door.
Sikong opened the door, paused, and said to Wen Qing: "Wait for me to come back."
"Don't open the door for them."
Wen nodded lightly, thinking, he would never open the door even if you kill him.
As soon as Sikong left, he immediately locked the door.
Wen Qing sat on the corner of the bed, feeling something was wrong. Li Siwen left with Zhou Zhou.
Zhou Zhou needs Li Siwen's vote, so it is impossible for him to do anything to Li Siwen.
unless……
Wen Qing's heart skipped a beat and he quickly jumped out of bed, wanting to look for Si Kong.
The next second after I held the door handle, the door suddenly knocked twice.
Wen Qing was so scared that he took two steps back and asked stumblingly, "Who, who is outside?"
"Qingqing, it's me."
Zhou Zhou's laughing voice was heard outside the door.
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