When Xiao Lan woke up, what caught his eye was the antique bed curtain and the unfamiliar ceiling. The bed under him was made of wood with carved patterns, and the quilt was made of brocade. It wasn't made by a machine, and there was a continual stream of elegant incense in the air.

My mind is also blank, where is he? What was he doing before?

Xiao Lan almost thought that he had passed through.

Maybe a maid next to him will rush over to him and say, "Oh, young master, you finally woke up. You have been in a coma for many days. Madam and master are worried to death..."

"Are you awake, sir?" Luo's voice came from the side, and then Xiao Lan's thoughts were pulled back from the wild guesswork.

Across the bed curtain made of veil, Luo's figure was a little blurry, Xiao Lan could only see his black body, it seemed that he had changed back to the previous three-piece suit, and was standing quietly waiting for Xiao Lan's response. answer.

Xiao Lan's blank mind suddenly flashed some fragments, hot springs, red plums, lights, silhouettes of people walking towards him in the dense fog... and - Xue Zhuo.

Xuezhuo's taste was really good. He seemed to be drinking too much alcohol at the time, and finally he didn't know what he was doing, but he vaguely remembered the time before he lost consciousness. Just looking at Luo, he felt that this person was special. It's pleasing to the eye, it looks good no matter how you look at it.

Xiao Lan's heart tightened. He... didn't do anything strange to Luo, did he?

"Sir?" Luo asked again.

"Huh? Oh... I'm awake." Xiao Lan finally regained consciousness, rolled over and got up from the bed, and opened the bed curtain.

Luo, who was beside the bed, had the usual elegant smile on his face, which seemed to be normal.

"I was drunk last night, didn't I do anything?" Xiao Lan asked uncertainly.

"Well..." Luo pondered for a moment, his face seemed a little serious.

After a while, he adjusted his expression, resumed his smile and said, "No, breakfast is ready for you."

Xiao Lan: "..."

But your expression doesn't look like you don't have it at all! ! !

Xiao Lan couldn't help staring at Luo's face, trying to see something from his expression.

However, how can the thickness of non-human skin be penetrated by human sight? There was only peace on Luo's face, just like every day before.

But the more he was like this, the more Xiao Lan doubted himself, did he really do something?

Or is it the kind of thing that makes Luo feel better not to mention it or forget it?

And Luo didn't explain it, he just had a little secret bad intentions, enjoying the days that his husband remembered every day with a little pleasure.

With such doubts in mind, Xiao Lan spent the next few days in the Hot Spring Villa.

It seems that in the future, you should not just drink alcohol just because you are good enough. You don't think this is a car overturn... And drinking in hot springs is not good for your health, but you can't do this anymore, Xiao Lan reflected.

After returning to the player station, Xiao Lan returned to the life of crazy training every day, and gradually put the doubts in his mind to the back.

The time to enter the game has come again.

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After the familiar darkness faded away.

What appeared in Xiao Lan's eyes was an unmanned front desk. The front desk had a very avant-garde shape with sharp arcs. Behind it were several "DEATH game studios" made of silver-white metal on the black background wall. The font is full of design sense, and it is matched with a unique logo next to it.

Apparently this is the front office of a game studio.

Looking at the name and the content of the game that came to the world, it is very likely that it is a studio that makes horror games.

There are clocks on the walls, water dispensers and snack cabinets, sofas and seats for visitors to rest around, and a TV with a large screen, everything looks normal, but there is no one.

Not long after, players appeared one after another. There were nine players in total, but this time there was not even a single female player.

Everyone gathered in the lobby uniformly. When no new players appeared, there were still no NPCs in the game to receive players.

The players stayed where they appeared, observing each other and the surrounding situation, and no one came out to introduce himself or ask for a team.

This is probably the biggest difference between intermediate players and beginner players.

They are no longer superstitious about the principle that more people are more powerful. Many people sometimes mean that the threat is around, and the expectation for the same players has changed from helping each other to not holding each other back or blocking the gun.

Xiao Lan looked around, it didn't look like the interior of an office building, but rather like a suite.

Although the scenery seen from the window is false and silent, although it is pitch-dark, it can be identified as being in a villa area under the reflection of the street lamps.

This may be a small studio set up in the owner's own villa in the early days.

By convention the door cannot be opened.

In this game, even the windows cannot go out. There is an invisible wall in the air preventing the player. It seems that the scope of the game is only limited to the area of ​​this studio.

The areas other than this hall are blocked by glass doors. There is a card-swiping machine next to the glass door. Obviously, you need to swipe your card to pass. However, until the main line of the game is clear, players do not intend to rashly destroy the scene.

Therefore, their scope of activities can only be limited to this hall at present.

"It seems that we can only wait here for the game to start." A man's voice sounded, his voice was slightly low, and every word was clear and neat, but there was a lazy and arrogant tone in his tone, which was a kind of very Sounds that are easy to remember.

The players turned their heads one after another, and saw a man with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

His facial features are prominent, his long and narrow eyes are somewhat casual, he wears one-sided earrings, and his hairstyle is arranged like a star. Wearing a very coquettish white suit, he looks extraordinary regardless of the quality of workmanship. With a coat of the same color draped over his shoulders, his every move is full of style.

When talking, he caressed the white long-haired cat in his arms unhurriedly, with a relaxed look, and the cat also showed a very enjoyable expression, and even purred happily.

This person is like a white peacock with an open screen, exuding his own charm all the time.

It is a pity that the audience present this time are all male creatures.

They looked at this guy in white clothes, and they thought of a sentence

You are so naughty.

Xiao Lan looked at the man who was talking, and felt a sense of familiarity in him, just like when he met Wang Ke or Qi Ning in Mrs. Bella's manor, the kind of them in the low-level field Feel at ease.

This is most likely an advanced player.

Seemingly aware of Xiao Lan's eyes, the man addicted to sucking cats raised his head and met his gaze. The man looked at Xiao Lan and said, "Hello, I'm Cheng Wenyi."

There was no humility in the tone of ordinary people's self-introduction, as if others should know him as a matter of course.

Xiao Lan nodded at him: "Hello, I'm Xiao Lan."

Along with the opening of the two, the other players also took the initiative to introduce themselves.

Anyway, the game hasn't officially started yet, so it's not too short of time.

After several players introduced themselves.

"I, I... call, beg Huabei." A shy-looking man said, he seemed to have social phobia, and just this sentence made his face flush.

"Huabai... a good name..." a player said.

What a name that evokes sinful thoughts in people's hearts.

"Do you have a brother called Borrowing?" Xiao Lan couldn't help but ask.

"No, it's not." Huabei blushed and scratched her head, "It's a shell of shell, shell, shell."

After Hua Bei talked a lot, Xiao Lan realized that this person was stammering. He was introverted and shy, and he looked like a gentle and harmless herbivore.

However, such a person can also be promoted to the intermediate level, and he must not look so harmless.

After everyone briefly introduced themselves, only one person remained motionless in the corner.

He looked fifteen or sixteen, wearing a black sweater with a hood, a lot of leather or metal decorations on his body, several ear studs on his ears, and a lip ring on his mouth. With dark circles under his eyes, he looks like a punk boy.

This teenager has been addicted to the game console in his hand.

The game console looked very old, and the screen was still a green pixel screen. Didi's game sound was particularly obvious after everyone was quiet.

A fat house-like player named Hu Zhai wearing a T-shirt with the head of a beautiful girl next to him showed an envious look: "The first game boy, I'm so envious..."

However, the boy did not raise his head to pay attention to the crowd.

At this time, Cheng Wen said: "Xiao Yang, say hello to everyone."

The punk boy who was addicted to the game finally gave his eyes to the players in the same game: "Mu Yang."

After the shriveled self-introduction, Mu Yang buried his head and continued to fight with his ancient games. The unruly soul of the punk boy didn't bother to get along with stupid adults at all.

Cheng Wen smiled: "I'm sorry, Xiao Yang is like this, he likes games very much."

Hu Zhai couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you going to stop him? It's very dangerous to bring a cell phone with you..."

Cheng Wenyi: "So his game console was downgraded from switch to game boy. With this pixelated screen, it is not easy for ghosts to come out."

Hearing the words, Hu Zhai's face was filled with enthusiasm, as if he had heard the most reasonable words in the world.

Game nerds are full of creativity and daring at times like these.

After the players were introduced, they didn't see any changes in the game, and for a while, they dispersed and used their own way to pass the time.

Cheng Wen approached in Xiao Lan's direction.

The white cat in his arms seemed to be very interested in Xiao Lan. It barked "Miaou~" and "Miaou~" in Xiao Lan's direction, as if it wanted to be petted. He jumped out of Cheng Wenyi's arms directly.

The cat ran two steps, but stopped abruptly when it was about to approach Xiao Lan.

It looked at Luo, as if it had seen some dangerous beast, the white hair all over its body exploded, and instantly jumped back to Cheng Wenyi's side, not daring to approach Xiao Lan again.

"Shirley?" Cheng Wen's changes to his cats were a little strange.

The white cat named Shirley just lay at his feet and stopped moving.

"Sorry, I seem to have scared your cat?" Xiao Lan said.

"It's okay, Xue Li has always been timid and squeamish." Cheng Wenyi turned his attention away from the cat and turned to Xiao Lan, "I didn't introduce it before, I'm from Samsara."

Why is it reincarnation again? Xiao Lan felt strange in her heart.

"What, Mr. Xiao has been in contact with people from Samsara before?" Seeing Xiao Lan's expression, Cheng Wen asked.

"Well, it's a girl called the number one rich." Xiao Lan didn't hide it. After all, in the same game, I know that he has seen several richest people, and the enthusiasm of the richest man to tell the story of Brother Xiao may have been like the storyteller under the bridge, telling his story back and forth. three hundred rounds.

"Xiao Fugui." Cheng Wen smiled, "I know her, she and another girl organized a 'Brother Xiao's Support Club' in Samsara, and attracted many members to join the club, and the recent development momentum is particularly good. "

"That brother Xiao, shouldn't it be you?"

Xiao Lan: "..."

Didn't expect this to happen!

Countless shameful memories hovered in his mind like a revolving lantern. Is it too late to deny it now? Or you should have said 'I'm not, I didn't, you've got the wrong person' when you first met the richest person.

However, now it seems that it is too late.

Shame is like the wind, always with me.

At this time, Mu Yang's voice came over, accompanied by the sound effects of the game: "Old... He doesn't have a support club himself, so he is very concerned about this."

Script 1: "..."

He took a deep breath and kept his slightly reserved smile: "Xiao Yang, add an essay to your homework this time."

The game console in Mu Yang's hand became fragrant in an instant: "...I hate writing the most!"

Cheng Wenyi glanced at him lightly: "Two articles."

Mu Yang's head drooped down: "I was wrong..."

In front of the tyrant's homework, the unruly soul of the punk boy was suppressed so much that he couldn't lift his head.

Cheng Wenyi's eyes turned back to Xiao Lan: "Since Mr. Xiao knows the first rich and famous, should he consider joining Samsara? Our Samsara's benefits are very good."

Xiao Lan pointed at Mu Yang, who was limp: "Does it also include child labor?"

Script 1: "..."

No chat today!

Xiao Lan: "Just kidding, I'm just more used to being with my teammates, it's easier to sharpen myself, not to mention I don't care about reality."

After listening to Xiao Lan's answer, Cheng Wenyi did not continue to persuade, and there was no angry expression on his face, as if he was just talking, he showed a meaningful smile: "Then I'm really looking forward to seeing Mr. Xiao. ability."

Just then, the clock on the wall reached 0:44.

The peaceful atmosphere was suddenly broken.

With a brisk ringtone, the TV next to it that had been serving as the background panel lit up. There was no picture on the screen, just a snowflake.

A voice came from the screen: "Welcome... all new employees, please follow the guide to enter your fingerprints and facial information at the front desk, and receive a work permit..."

The voice was cold, as if from a distance, with a gloomy taste.