Infinitely Criticizing the Villain for Being Like My Ex-Boyfriend

"I don't understand... Do you mean to say that I am useful?" Li Mufeng's expression was still confused. He looked at Qu Anran's eyes that suddenly lit up, and realized that they were not lying to him.

"We are now looking at this dungeon with the most optimistic idea. If all the players are still alive and the opposing camp does not have puppet players like us, then we will have nine believers in reserve." Qu Anran placed the tentacles of the noodle monster that he had just eaten on the table, nine of them neatly standing upright.

"But the mission to clear the level requires ten followers." Qu Anran raised his index finger and pointed, "You, the remnant of the previous dungeon, simply exist to fill this gap."

"Am I... the tenth believer?" Li Mufeng scratched his head. "I understand. However, we have no way to guarantee that all other players are alive. It's still not very reliable..."

Qu Anran snapped his fingers lightly, and a lifelike straw grasshopper jumped onto the table, raised its antennae and greeted Li Mufeng.

"Don't worry, nephew. Uncle is still quite capable. I will try my best to bring those people back to life..." Qu Anran directed the little grasshoppers onto the table one by one, and then moved the noodle monster tentacles off the table. "As long as you provide me with enough energy, I should be able to help them revive."

"What an incredible ability." Zhang Chunliang praised sincerely, "He is much luckier than me."

Qu Anran became excited. He had been curious about Zhang Chunliang's abilities for a long time, so he couldn't wait to pester him to tell him about his own experiences.

Old K drove his car happily in the deserted fields, surrounded by dry trees and endless yellow sand, but he didn't find it boring at all.

It stretched out its two tentacles to help everyone fan, and listened to their conversation with relish while driving. Occasionally, it would speak a few words for the tongue-tied Li Mufeng, asking Qu Anran to stop bullying him for a while.

Occasionally, when passing by some small or medium-sized deserted towns, it would stop and take everyone in to find some supplies.

Food was a rare commodity that was absolutely impossible to find here. In the abandoned villages and towns, most of them could only find some cotton and wood that the refugees had not taken away.

Old K likes to collect these things very much, and he wants to make some furniture for his own carriage.

Everyone saw what it was thinking, so they took the initiative to help it find suitable wood. They spent half a day searching three or four villages in succession, and actually found a lot of waste that was quite useful.

By nightfall, Old K's stomach was filled with a pile of broken wood, cotton and iron sheets. He stopped contentedly at the foot of a small hill.

"Let's rest here tonight." Qu Anran said, "Try to stay away from human gathering places. Those places are not safe and we might run into other refugee groups."

"Duoduo and Fox haven't found us yet." Zhang Chunliang was rarely anxious. There were too many uncertainties in this copy, and he was a little worried that they might be in danger.

"Instead of worrying about them, we should worry about our dinner tonight." Qu Anran rummaged through Zhang Chunliang's backpack familiarly, took out some dried fish and put them in his mouth.

"You always steal food." Li Mufeng was a little dissatisfied, "You ate up all of Zhang Chunliang's stock."

Zhang Chunliang felt a little headache, put down the stone in his hand and tried to dissuade the two people.

These two guys are naturally incompatible, and they have had several conflicts in the afternoon.

"You don't understand my painstaking efforts at all." Qu Anran swallowed the dried fish righteously and said in a condescending manner, "If I don't eat these things, how can Shen Xingyi have the opportunity to show off in front of his partner?"

Zhang Chunliang paused as he was about to step forward and slowly raised his eyebrows.

Xiaoxing left the team after Lao K stopped the car just now, most likely to go hunting.

"Moreover, given Zhang Chunliang's personality, he will definitely choose to store fresh food, and then eat the stale dried fish with a bitter taste." Qu Anran threw the snail meat into his mouth like cracking melon seeds, and threw a handful to Li Mufeng. "This way, he will always wait for fresh food to become stale, and then eat the stale food, forcing himself to eat it without any bitterness."

"Should I thank you for your consideration for me?" Zhang Chunliang asked politely.

"It's okay for me to suffer a little, but no matter how hard it is, it can't make Liangliang suffer." Qu Anran showed the sweet and well-behaved dimples at the corners of her mouth and winked at Zhang Chunliang.

He rummaged in his pocket for a long time, took out a dried sweet potato with small teeth marks on it, and threw it to Zhang Chunliang.

"If you're hungry, you can eat this first."

"What is this?" Zhang Chunliang looked at the dry and hard sweet potato, tried to take a bite, and almost broke his teeth.

"This is Mad Dog's chew stick, a small snack he hid for you." Qu Anran said honestly, "I only took a bite, and the rest is left for you."

"What a cunning guy." Zhang Chunliang also laughed.

I have to say that although Qu Anran is sometimes noisy and annoying, he does bring rare spirit to everyone in this depressing copy.

He kept provoking Li Mufeng along the way, but in fact he was helping him to get out of the shadow of being betrayed by his teammates as soon as possible.

This is a very sociable guy. He never takes the initiative to comfort others. He seems unscrupulous and cynical, but he acts with great discretion and always observes everyone's emotions without making a sound.

For example, at this moment, he must have realized that Zhang Chunliang was missing Zhang Duoduo.

"… Let's leave it to it. I really can't chew it." Zhang Chunliang tried hard to digest his dog's precious snack, but his cheeks became sore from the chewing, so he wisely gave up.

"Old K, don't light a fire - be careful of getting burned!" Li Mufeng hurriedly drove away the huge purple-red tentacles and lit the dry wood himself.

Even at night, the temperature did not drop much and was still over 40 degrees. Everyone was covered in sticky and slippery sweat, which was extremely annoying.

But Li Mufeng insisted on making a fire.

He threw the potatoes and dry buns that he had saved for a long time into the fire to roast, and then sat down next to Zhang Chunliang, sweating profusely.

"Have you ever thought about getting your brain checked?" Qu Anran asked sincerely, "It's a feat of genius to make a fire and cook in this kind of weather."

Li Mufeng rolled his eyes. He had been bullied all day and had long been immune to it. "Flames can drive away many nocturnal monsters. We don't have any props now. It's hard for Lao K, an octopus, to protect himself. Besides, don't you think eating hot food makes you feel alive?"

"That's terrible." Qu Anran nodded thoughtfully, "In the eyes of the monsters in this instance, we are all hot meals."

"Little Anran is such an interesting child." commented Old K.

It stretched out its tentacles in front of the people and handed them some fruit candies.

During this period, it would occasionally return to Zhang Chunliang's space and try to take out the supplies inside.

So far, it has successfully taken out half a bag of fruit candy, compressed biscuits of different flavors and a bag of brown sugar.

In addition, there was another surprise left for Zhang Chunliang.

"This is - my tattoo?!" Zhang Chunliang looked at the tattoo sticker on the red tentacle and almost couldn't control his voice.

This was simply the biggest surprise he had received since entering this copy.

Before entering the dungeon, he prepared some tattoo stickers related to summoning water, and also tattooed himself a tattoo of the god of the sea.

But ever since the Holy Father System was blocked by this world, the tattoos on his body no longer work, probably because the source of his energy was blocked by the Game House.

But tattoo stickers are different. They contain a certain amount of power and can be used immediately once activated.

"I can only take out this one, Liangliang, I think you will like it." Old K gently hooked the tip of his claws and placed the tattoo sticker into Zhang Chunliang's palm.

"Old K is such a caring father." Qu Anran put his arm around Li Mufeng's shoulders and sighed.

Zhang Chunliang put the wave-shaped tattoo on his arm and immediately felt a strange coolness.

Zhang Chunliang's tattoo making technology is not mature. This water-summoning tattoo can only be used three times, and the water summoned at one time is only enough to fill five buckets.

But for them who are suffering from extreme water shortage, it is like a blessing from heaven.

"Okay, now we can cook porridge!" Li Mufeng was a little happy, "In fact, I have hidden a little rice here..."

Not long after, Xiaoxing also came back from hunting. It transformed into a huge leopard, holding a few bunches of grape-like fruits in its mouth. But the "grape balls" on the branches actually kept chirping and screaming as if they were alive.

"What creative looking creatures." Qu Anran sighed from the bottom of his heart, "Boss Shen is also very creative to catch them."

The black panther's beard moved slightly, and it placed the bunches of screaming grapes at Zhang Chunliang's feet.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the grapes landed on the ground, they flew out quickly as if they had long legs.

Then he was knocked over by the agile leopard's claw.

That night, their food was exceptionally rich: rice porridge with brown sugar, crispy roasted potatoes and steamed buns, and roasted grape bunches with a peculiar meaty aroma.

Qu Anran ate so much that tears welled up in his eyes, and he almost wanted to kneel down in front of the big black panther and surrender.

Xiaoxing ignored him and transformed into a tall human figure, moving out a pile of junk from Lao K's carriage.

It is worth mentioning that he is still using Zhang Duoduo's face.

Qu Anran looked at the familiar person in front of him, his brain suddenly stopped working and his face was blank.

"This is just a small misunderstanding." Zhang Chunliang explained reluctantly. He picked up a skewer of grapes and stuffed it into Qu Anran's mouth, then walked towards Xiaoxing.

He was assembling wood with an indifferent look on his face, and his whole body exuded a cold aura that kept strangers away.

"Are you unhappy?" Zhang Chunliang sat down next to him and asked softly.

Since Zhang Chunliang reunited with his friends, Xiaoxing has become much more taciturn. He is no longer as free and unrestrained as he was when they were by the pond. It can even be said that he has no sense of existence at all.

Perhaps because the real body of this soul fragment has been destroyed along with the world consciousness, he has been unable to find his own identity for a long time, so his personality is more independent and eccentric than before, and even moody.

"I'm not happy." Xiao Xing said coldly, "Stay away from me."

Zhang Chunliang was not scared by his little bad temper. He rubbed even harder against the dark-skinned young man, rubbing his body left and right.

"Is it because of them that you don't like living with strangers?" Zhang Chunliang asked, "I can ask them to stay away from us."

The two people not far away looked at each other tacitly, picked up the food, and walked away as quietly as chickens.

Xiaoxing was silent for a while and shook his head.

"No need, you like living with them."

"You don't need to accommodate them." Zhang Chunliang said seriously, "You are the only reason I came here. If you don't like to get along with them, then we can split up."

Xiaoxing didn't look at him. His thin and handsome profile turned slightly to the side as if avoiding him, and he continued to cut the piece of wood in his hand.

Zhang Chunliang discovered that during this period of time, he seemed to rarely transform into human form.

Ever since he told Xiaoxing that he had transformed into the body of his dog Duoduo, he seemed not to care, but after that, he seldom transformed into the most convenient human form in front of him.

"Why do you always have to transform into Duoduo?" Zhang Chunliang asked in confusion, "Can you only transform into the appearance of the creature you recently ate?"

Xiaoxing shook his head and frowned slightly.

He was silent for too long, so long that Zhang Chunliang wanted to change the subject, and then he spoke in a low voice.

"You...will look at me." Xiaoxing said, "Only in this way, you will keep looking at me."

So, even though he didn't like this skin, he still subconsciously chose this body when changing into human form.

No one knew how conflicted he was in his heart. He wanted Zhang Chunliang to keep his eyes on him, but he didn't want him to notice him because he was facing someone else's face.

But he doesn't know who he should be or what he should look like. He is a thief who can only survive by stealing other people's identities.

"...I'm sorry." Zhang Chunliang looked at him uneasily, "Did I make you sad?"

"It's okay." Xiaoxing lowered his eyes slightly, then asked softly, "Liangliang, who is Shen Xingyi?"

The name Zhang Chunliang gave him contains the word "Star". The name that has been mentioned by that group of noisy humans also contains the word "Star". Could he be just a substitute for that person?

During this time, he chewed on this name over and over again, and hot and poisonous magma almost flowed out from beneath his calm flesh and blood.

It was the first time that he wanted to kill someone so strongly, not because of his appetite, but because of the jealousy that made his heart ache and break.

He wanted to chew every bone of that "Shen Xingyi" into powder and savor the past between him and Zhang Chunliang.

It doesn’t matter, he won’t let Zhang Chunliang be sad. He will become Shen Xingyi and stay by his side as if he had never left.

"Can I get to know him?" Xiao Xing's eyes were a little sad and he looked at Zhang Chunliang seriously, "I want to get to know every one of your friends."

Zhang Chunliang's mouth twitched, and he stuffed the skewer of meat in his hand into his mouth.

No wonder this guy suddenly changed into human form and lured me to find him. It turned out that he was waiting for me here.

He knew Shen Xingyi's true nature too well. Whenever he looked pitiful, he must have a big move in mind.

"Of course." Zhang Chunliang tried hard not to be too perfunctory. He coughed lightly and made a promise like a scumbag, "As long as I complete the task as soon as possible, I can take you away from here to see Shen Xingyi..."

Xiao Xing's eyes darkened. He turned his head and concentrated on whittling the wood again. Then he replied softly, "I'm really looking forward to that day."

On this day, Zhang Chunliang fell asleep to the sound of Xiaoxing cutting wood. In a trance, he had a strange dream.

In the dream, Xiao Xing picked up a saw and sawed Shen Xingyi's portrait into pieces with a "crunching" sound, while she kept muttering: "Which piece is me...which piece is me...?"

Zhang Chunliang was trapped in a bizarre dream. The world was spinning around him, and he was sweating all over. He couldn't sleep well. He didn't know how long he struggled in a state of half-sleep and half-wakefulness before someone shook him awake.

He had a splitting headache and slowly sat up. Just as he was about to ask what happened, he saw Li Mufeng's face with a pale and unbelievable expression.

He seemed to realize something and turned his head suddenly——

A few kilometers away from the people, a green mountain appeared out of nowhere.

On the stone plaque at the foot of the mountain, the three words "Shuangshi Village" are written crookedly.