Chapter 431: The Little Mute Trapped in the Dungeon is Kept (18)

Chapter 431: The Little Mute Trapped in the Dungeon is Being Cared For (18)

When he said that, Song Chuyi actually turned to look at the small cabin behind him.

Come to think of it, the surroundings all looked pretty much the same.

They had spent the whole day searching outside yesterday, and when they wanted to return to the cabin, it felt like they were back in no time.

Today was no different; even though they had searched outside all morning, as soon as they wanted to return, even without finding the right direction, they would see the cabin after just a short walk.

Song Chuyi crouched down and gave the cabin door a pat.

As expected, there was no response at all.

Song Chuyi glanced at Si Song, and seeing him deep in thought, decided not to disturb him.

This dungeon was a survival challenge; as long as Si Song and the others survived for seven days, they could beat it.

Today marked the second day.

Although they hadn't found Zhou Bosheng and the others yet, they hadn't run into any danger either.

They didn't even have to worry about food and drink, or the challenges of survival.

The fridge was always stocked with fresh ingredients, and the temperature inside the cabin was a perfect 26 degrees, neither too hot nor too cold.

The bed in the cabin was soft and comfortable, with plenty of space even for two people.

This place didn't feel like a survival game; it felt more like a vacation game.

Song Chuyi couldn't figure this out right now and decided not to dwell on it.

He glanced at Si Song, and seeing that he had relaxed, he poked his arm.

Si Song took the chance to grab his finger. "What does Xiao Achu want for dinner tonight? I'll cook it for you."

Song Chuyi led him to the fridge, grabbed what he wanted to eat, and placed it on the table.

Si Song took a look. "Alright, I'll make it for you tonight."

Even while resting, he kept talking and would pull out various items from his game backpack for Song Chuyi to touch.

Song Chuyi didn't get what he was up to, but he still went along and touched those items.

Si Song had practically brought out all his treasures, so Song Chuyi also saw a lot of weird items.

For example: "Zhang Meng's Slippers: Wearing them will make you the leader of the Beggar Sect, and they can be used as a weapon when necessary, delivering a one-hit kill."

"Aborted Rose: Wearing it will prevent premature death, even a dying person can cling to life."

"Forever Half-Full Half-Cup: Allows you to measure precisely 250 milliliters, and if drunk, it will trigger a frenzy state."

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Just from the descriptions, Song Chuyi thought the owners of these items were a bit nuts.

He had no idea where Si Song had collected these items from.

While Si Song was showing off his treasures to Song Chuyi, Zhou Bosheng had also temporarily given up on searching for them.

It was already the second day of the survival period, and he needed to build a fence around the cabin.

If monsters invaded, he at least had to ensure he could survive for seven days.

Zhou Bosheng had a lot of stuff in his inventory, and with these items, he began building the fence.

On the other side, Wu Xiong did not choose to build a fence.

He had incredible fighting prowess, so he was currently forging weapons for himself.

With weapons, his strength would surely defeat those monsters.

As for Lou Lanyao, he was taking a break and getting organized inside the cabin.

There were no non-player characters (NPCs) here, so he couldn't charm information out of them.

Therefore, he had to carefully check what items were in his backpack and what their uses were.

Time passed, and soon it was the third day.

The sun rose and set, always bright on the horizon, and when it set, night fell.

This place was very much like the day and night on Aqua Blue Planet, except it was desolate all around, with only a small cabin stationed here.

Thus, the fourth day arrived.

Nothing happened over these four days.

But Song Chuyi was sure something had happened.

Because Si Song brought up Zhou Bosheng and the others less often.

Yesterday, he was still talking about the origins of the four of them, their four major guilds, and those weird and brutal dungeons.

But today, from sunrise to noon, Si Song hadn't mentioned Zhou Bosheng once.

This wasn't normal.

Song Chuyi couldn't speak and could only gesture.

Si Song walked over and handed him a plate of washed fruit.

"Does Xiao Achu (a nickname for Song Chuyi) want to eat some fruit?"

Song Chuyi shook his head but honestly took the fruit plate.

As he ate the fruit, he poked Si Song's shoulder, signaling him to tell a story.

Si Song gave a soft chuckle. "Does Xiao Achu feel like hearing a story today?"

He casually pulled him to sit down, and as if that wasn't enough, he pulled him into his arms.

Song Chuyi: What the...?

This isn't right, not at all!

Si Song wasn't the type to hug him without asking.

Though he could tell Si Song liked him a lot, he had never openly confessed his feelings.

Besides, he had never said that he liked Si Song.

Although Si Song talked a bit more, he was definitely not the playful or irresponsible type.

Song Chuyi pushed Si Song away, handed the fruit plate into his hands, and took two steps back.

A hint of confusion appeared in Si Song's eyes.

"What's wrong, Xiao Achu?"

"Are you feeling unwell?"

Song Chuyi stared at him intently, as if trying to find any trace of pretense or jest in his expression.

But there wasn’t any.

Si Song was truly serious and puzzled, asking why Song Chuyi had pushed him away.

Song Chuyi crossed his arms, his eyes filled with a hint of vigilance.

A look of helplessness appeared in Si Song's eyes. "Is Xiao Achu, trying to play a game with me?"

"Alright, alright."

He sat down, "Then I won't hug A'Chu today."

Song Chuyi's long eyelashes fluttered slightly as he felt something was off.

Si Song's words made it seem as if he had hugged him many times before.

But ever since he arrived in this world, whether in the previous dungeon or this one, the two had never hugged.

Even they holding hands was rare.

Why did Si Song...

Si Song sat down, still holding the fruit plate and talking.

"Today, I'll tell Xiao Achu about an A-level dungeon I explored when I was young, okay?"

Song Chuyi took two steps forward and pointed at Si Song's hair.

Si Song let out a soft 'huh?', "What's wrong?"

Song Chuyi then pointed at his own hair.

"Oh?" Si Song seemed to understand his meaning, "Is Xiao Achu saying we're still young?"

Song Chuyi nodded.

Si Song smiled gently, "Xiao Achu, we're not young anymore... we've already..."

At this point, he suddenly paused, his entire expression becoming distant.

Song Chuyi turned to look at the words "Time-Space Cabin" on the door and suddenly understood.

This survival game wasn't testing them against the monsters' attacks or the hardships of life, but rather their understanding of the passage of time.

Only four days had passed, but to Si Song, it might as well have been over a decade.

This kind of time flow is utterly terrifying, as if invisible memory-eroding bugs are gnawing at the players' minds.

They lose their memories of the past, causing them to overlook the changes that have occurred over the years, as if time had stood still.

Even after he said this, Si Song did not notice anything unusual. He was already ensnared in time's trap.

Song Chuyi took a deep breath, grasped Si Song's large hand, and carefully wrote a sentence in his palm, one word at a time:

"Would you like to start a relationship with me?"