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    As soon as the old man brought out his second cup of tea from the kitchen, he saw that impossibly handsome boy drinking that cup of tea.

    "No..." Before he could stop the words, the boy had already put down the teacup, which was empty and there was not a drop of tea left.

    Yi Xing faintly heard the sound of water, which was the sound of stirring the sea water in the deep sea, accompanied by rising bubbles, echoing in his ears.

    Yi Xing opened his eyes, and the sound of water like tinnitus gradually faded away.

    And his body, which was still unbearably hungry after eating nearly ten plates of fruit snacks, also gained rare peace.

    But it wasn't enough, he needed more food.

    Yi Xing turned his head to look at the old man who was stunned at the door, and took the initiative to get up to pick up the tea he brought, "Just give it to me, I'm really hungry... thirsty."

    As he got closer, Yi Xing saw inside the teacup.

    There were flakes of tea leaves floating in the steaming tea, but nothing else.

    Yi Xing looked past the old man and looked at the slightly dim kitchen behind him.

    On the dark stone platform, there were three tea cups placed side by side, no matter which tea cup contained the delicacies he was thinking of.

    Withdrawing the outstretched hand, Yi Xing couldn't hide his regret, and reluctantly explained for his retraction: "I'm not thirsty anymore."

    The old man stared at Yi Xing's face with a puzzled expression. After a while, he seemed to have made a decision. He lowered his eyelids heavily, walked past Yi Xing, and casually gave the tea in his hand to the nearest racer.

    The player was still distressed by the points spent on mineral water, and couldn't help but mutter to Yi Xing: "Cub, you just drink mine if you want to drink tea, why waste so much money?"

    "It's not wronged, it's worth it." Yi Xing sat back in his seat.

    A little point can be exchanged to weaken the hunger and make a lot of money.

    For the next dinner, Yi Xing only ate the rice in the bowl and barely touched the food on the table.

    This is the result of his restraint as much as possible, otherwise, with the speed and amount of food he eats, the whole table will be hungry.

    The reason why he was able to restrain himself was not only because the cup of tea relieved his hunger, but also because the food was not delicious.

    If the dishes on this table were replaced with the octopus tentacles soaked in the tea before, no one else would even have the chance to move their chopsticks.

    After dinner, everyone went upstairs to rest.

    The old man buried his head in packing the dishes, as if thinking of something, he reminded:

    "It's very windy at night, and the leaves will make some weird noises when they blow past the house. Don't be afraid to hear the noise, it's just a wind."

    The player's sprained leg is almost healed, but he walks slowly, falling at the end and moving up slowly.

    Hearing the old man's words, she rolled her eyes thoughtfully, and replied with a smile: "Thank you for reminding us, we have seen a lot of strange things, the wind is nothing more than it can't scare us."

    Preferably only the wind really.

    Walking around the corner, there was the sound of the president and the racing driver closing the door upstairs, and the old man downstairs also entered the kitchen with a bowl in his arms.

    The player raised his hand to grab the air, and three cards fell into his hand. She looked at it and handed one of them to Yi Xing beside her.

    Yi Xing's eyes lit up, and he confirmed with the player, "Give it to me?"

    Seeing the player nodding, he put the card into his mouth without hesitation.

    The player quickly grabbed him, with a helpless expression on his face, "Cub, this is not for you to eat."

    She lowered her voice and introduced: "This is a D-level space card, which has a space of two cubic meters. You can exchange points for some weapons and put it inside for self-defense."

    It is very convenient to exchange points, but it takes time to buy and exchange options, and sometimes only a few seconds can determine the winner or loser.

    "Even you can enter it yourself. But be careful, the card will dissipate when it is attacked by a powerful external force, and everything in the space will also be annihilated."

    Compared with the previous function, this function is the real life-saving thing.

    It's just that when the player thought of the past, when the card was hit by a bullet and dissipated, her eyes couldn't help being tinged with fear.

    At the beginning, the only thing that lost contact with the disappearance of the card was some materials she had collected, but if there were people in the space card at that time, or she herself was in the card, she couldn't imagine the consequences.

    "...Okay." Yi Xing reluctantly complied, putting the cards in his pocket as food reserves.

    The lost appearance of a beauty is always unbearable. The player gave herself a slap in the heart, telling herself that this is a dangerous dungeon. She can only draw three cards a day before forcing back the "eat, allgive you to eat".

    "When you leave the instance safely, I will draw three cards for you every day." After finishing speaking, the player quickly slipped into the room and closed the door, for fear that he would be soft-hearted and say something that should not be said one step later.

    Three cards per day!

    Yi Xing seemed to have seen the long-term supply of delicious food, which made his brows and eyes stretch instantly, and said "good night" with a smile to the closed door.

    "It's sour, I also want to play games with the cubs."

    "This is a holographic game. As long as I think of the cub standing in front of me, I will faint with happiness."

    "I beg the official public beta, it is really impossible to open the application channel for the internal test, and give out more places for the internal test."

    "Tsk, ignorance is also a kind of happiness."

    [These fans are crazy about "game" spots, but they don't know that their anchors can't leave even if they want to leave.】

    "It's just a piece of trash who relies on a woman to lie down. It's a waste of my 100 points. It depends on how he dies in this instance."

    "You are all new here, haven't you watched his previous live broadcasts? It's hard to say whether he is useless or not, but his talent is really weird."

    Yi Xing leaned halfway on the bed, browsing the barrage with great interest, watching the fans who posted the white barrage discussing the game quota, watching the colored barrages mocking or talking about his past and analyzing his talent.

    At this time, a somewhat special red barrage slid across the screen.

    "Good night, I wish you a sweet dream."

    Yi Xing raised his eyebrows slightly.

    After joining the Authority, he learned a lot about the park from the exclusive forum, such as the blue bullet screen is the escaper, and the red bullet screen is the hunter.

    For another example, every hunter is a frenzied murderer.

    It should be a very special experience to be said good night by a murderer, right?

    Yi Xing couldn't help being curious about the hunter, and he looked to the left side of the light screen.

    The bullet chatter that scrolls across the screen in the live broadcast room will not have a name, but the message bar on the right will display the names of all the bullet chatters.

    The red text is mixed in a group of blue and white, which is very eye-catching. Yi Xing found the barrage at a glance.

    The name written in front of the barrage is - Cerberus Three-Headed Dog.

    Yi Xing struggled to look away.

    Why, why do these hunters have such delicious names?

    The hunger that had just calmed down surged again, and he suddenly felt the feelings of those fans who watched his live broadcast at night.

    Very hungry, want to eat very much, can't eat, very angry.

    Yi Xing even has the urge to go fishing in the sea.

    After drinking the cup of tea with octopus tentacles, he had a mysterious feeling, as if he had established a connection with something.

    That connection quickly faded over time, and Yi Xing guessed that this was the reason why he had almost digested the octopus tentacles.

    But he remembered the feeling when the connection was established, the sound of water and bubbles around him, spreading far and wide in the vast space.

    That's at the bottom of the ocean.

    Just when Yi Xing couldn't restrain the urge to get up and go out, his eyelids suddenly became heavy and he closed them uncontrollably.

    ...

    In the hazy mist, a pair of hands holding the camera shuttled between the houses to take pictures.

    The sound of shutters resounded throughout the space, and when he heard the third shutter, Yi Xing realized that he was dreaming.

    This should be what people often call dreaming, right?

    Blurred scenes, limited field of vision... can't lift eyelids so heavy, can only look at the hands and the camera.

    Oh, those are still women's hands, the nails are painted with red nail polish, and there are even patterns drawn on them.

    Yi Xing looked at the camera and took pictures one after another. Although his vision was blocked and the scene was blurred, he could still tell that it was a fishing village from the houses made of stone and bricks and the shells that fell on the beach.

    Finally, the camera was put on the table, picked up by another pair of hands, and took a photo of a young woman in a long skirt lying on a bamboo raft with her eyes closed.

    In the photo, the water under the bamboo raft is dark and the sky above the bamboo raft is dark, only the woman's fingernails and long skirt are red.

    ...

    The eyelids were no longer heavy, and Yi Xing was about to open them when he suddenly sensed someone beside him.

    Yi Xing paused and listened intently.

    There were three breathing sounds in the room, two were very close to him, right next to the bed, and the other was a little farther away, guarding the door.

    After confirming the positions of several people, the blood spider thread quietly protruded from Yi Xing's fingertips in the quilt.

    "Is this the bride? Why does it look like a man?"

    A middle-aged woman's voice sounded from the bedside. Yi Xing remembered that this voice was one of the people who called to take the crazy woman away after the old man pulled the crazy woman away.

    The old man's hoarse voice came from the door, "How can there be such a beautiful man? Don't be naughty, put on the wedding dress for him quickly, the one in the sea is still waiting for a bride. If there is a delay, none of us can bear it."bit of rage."

    Hearing "the one in the sea", the blood spider thread that quietly reached around the few people slowly retreated.

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