I have become a treasure that everyone is looking for [Quick Transmigration]

Chu Lang noticed his slightly strange expression, and asked considerately, "What's wrong?"

The silver knife and fork reflected the cold light, and brought the distorted shadows of the two into the narrow side of the knife. When Cheng Xiezhi raised his wrist, the two shadows intertwined instantly."The month of playtime is almost over," he said, as he slowly sliced ​​open a strawberry-studded cream cake.

"You don't seem to be in a hurry?" Cheng Xiezhi raised his eyes, and asked in a careless tone. The snow-white cream was smeared on the blade, and there was a sweet smell of strawberry and cream all around.

Cheng Xiezhi took a bite of the cake.

Chu Lang stared at his crimson lips, like the most beautiful rose petals on a branch, just smudged by dew.He drooped his eyelashes, suppressed his uneasy heartstrings, and then answered: "I've already thought about what to do with this copy."

He said with a smile on his lips: "Even if I don't get enough points for this dungeon, there will be another dungeon."

He will be the first person to walk up to Cheng Xiezhi.

Cheng Xiezhi let out a "huh" and couldn't tell if he was criticizing or praising his approach.Chu Lang did have willful capital. His progress alone was far ahead of the other players. Even if he stopped and rested for ten days and a half months, it would not have any impact on his ranking.What's more, the flow rate of time in the dungeon is different. He was delayed for a month in this dungeon, and the delay time for others may be longer.

Chu Lang took his every move into his eyes, and there was a trace of hesitation in his eyes: "...will you still be there in the next copy?"

He lowered his voice, as if talking casually, and only the person involved could understand the extreme tension in his heart.

Cheng Xiezhi rolled his tongue over the cream on his lips, and laughed when he heard Chu Lang's question. He stared at Chu Lang's eyes and tilted his head: "Do you want me to be here?"

Before Chu Lang could answer, the smile on Cheng Xiezhi's lips deepened, and it was as sweet as the cream on the cake: "But if I were in the same dungeon as you, I would probably kill you by any means—"

"..."

Chu Lang stared at him silently, the light and shadow in the player's eyes were unpredictable, making it impossible to weigh his actual thoughts for a while.

He took all of Cheng Xiezhi's figure into his eyes, and the background behind the young man was illusory, as if he couldn't see anyone else except Cheng Xiezhi in his eyes.Focus to the extreme.

"My pleasure."

He answered Cheng Xiezhi solemnly.

Cheng Xiezhi crossed off a few more appointments from the appointment list, and walked back to the apartment under the heavy moonlight.The remaining three players are preparing dinner, they are exhausted after a busy day.

Probably can complete the things in the list before the game ends.Cheng Xiezhi thought uncertainly, rolled his eyes around, glanced at several players, and greeted them with a brisk tone.

Jiang Huiyi's food froze suddenly, and it took her a while to swallow what was in her throat, to prevent herself from becoming the first player in the infinite world to choke to death on bread.

What happened to him tonight?Is it because the game time is almost over, these dungeon bosses are ready to amplify their moves on the players, so his attitude is extraordinarily good? The words "The Last Supper" came to Jiang Huiyi's mind, and she looked at the other two players nervously, making sure it wasn't her hallucination.

Then she got more worried.

I don't know the taste of food.

Cheng Xiezhi didn't pay attention to her complicated mood changes. He went back to the room and took a shower. When he came out, Chu Lang was sitting on the sofa reading a book. The original landlord's ghost was huddled in the corner miserably, his nose still bruised and his face swollen. Obviously Xu Weiwei's ghost Beat him up again today, causing him to be too scared to show up at all.

Seeing him come out, Chu Lang pointed to the landlord who was huddled in the corner of the wall: "Since you keep him, it's useless, why keep him an eyesore?"

Cheng Xiezhi didn't pay any attention to the landlord in the corner, he said indifferently: "It's always useful. Besides, it's not my turn to deal with him." Naturally, the sufferer has a better position to take action. Cheng Xiezhi himself, after all, Just an outsider bystander.

Chu Lang thoughtfully, turned the pages of the book with his fingertips, and nodded slightly.

A shadow shrouded.

Cheng Xiezhi walked up to Chu Lang without a sound, and took away the book he was holding. It was a picture album, and the colors of the pictures were bright and fresh, dazzling like a ray of sunshine in a cloudy and rainy day.

He turned two pages: "Are you going to change your career to become a painter?"

Chu Lang was silent for a moment, and then said after a while: "I thought about it before, returning to reality after leaving the infinite world, and relying on painting skills to make a living." He gradually relaxed a little as he spoke, "Maybe I will become a world-renowned artist.”

Tone with a smile.

Cheng Xiezhi blinked.

As the undoubtedly strongest player in the infinite world, his biggest wish is to return to the life of ordinary people.He lightly sneered, feeling that Chu Lang's wish was reasonable.

He said: "Since I have such a beautiful wish in my heart, it may come true one day. At that time, the world-famous great painter will have to draw some paintings for me."

"Okay." Chu Lang agreed with a smile.

Cheng Xiezhi thought for a while, and corrected his words: "Draw me a few hundred portraits first."

"Hundreds of sheets" in his words seems to be an understatement and a small number that is completely worthless.

Chu Lang glanced at him, and didn't seem to notice that there was anything wrong with his words, so he agreed again.

"In this case, let's go to the art exhibition tomorrow." Cheng Xiezhi thought for a while and suggested.

Chu Lang naturally had no objection.

He happily ticked off the list.

System: "...You are in such a good mood, Jiang Huiyi and the others are about to crack this dungeon. After all, as a boss who must be defeated, can you be more dedicated to your work. Don't even think about falling in love anymore! What we entered is a survivor An infinite game with a rate of less than one in ten thousand is not a sweet Otome game!"

Cheng Xiezhi's recent actions made him deeply feel that his dignity has been insulted.

Cheng Xiezhi turned off the route inquiry of the mobile phone software, dissatisfied and angry with the system, said "oh" coldly, and blocked it neatly.

System: ... a bad host.

It's better to go back and continue to pay attention to Jiang Huiyi.

The three of Jiang Huiyi, who were closely watched by it, finally made a breakthrough on this day.They managed to avoid Xu Weiwei's eyes and ears, got her parents' home address, and got in touch with each other.

Only then did they know that Xu Weiwei had an older brother.

"There are no clues about this 'brother' so far." Jiang Huiyi mused, "But the game will not set completely irrelevant background characters."

Chen Zhihan put down the phone: "I'll know when I see you tomorrow. I just lied about being Xu Weiwei's friend, and I made an appointment with her parents to meet in the apartment tomorrow. But..." He frowned as he spoke.

"I said there was something hidden about Xu Weiwei's death, but they didn't seem to care. But after I said that I found some clues in the things that Xu Weiwei asked me to keep, they changed their tone again."

"It's a strange pair of parents," said the half-breed girl.

Jiang Huiyi also felt something was wrong: "I'll know when we meet tomorrow."

"I checked the report on Xu Weiwei's death on the Internet again." Jiang Huiyi shared her clues with two companions, "I found a strange thing, Zhao Bo who killed Xu Weiwei, her husband was sentenced to death. It’s not serious, because Xu Weiwei’s parents showed the letter of understanding. However, Zhao Bo died unexpectedly in his room before entering prison, and the way of death was exactly the same as Xu Weiwei’s.”

"Zhao Bo's death is Xu Weiwei's revenge." The mixed-race girl said firmly, "But Xu Weiwei's parents are really weird. How could they forgive a murderer who killed their daughter?"

There was confusion in her voice.

Chen Zhihan pushed his glasses, and sorted out his thousands of thoughts, "I will meet Xu Weiwei's parents tomorrow. Just in case, we must always pay attention to Xu Weiwei's movements. I think Xu Weiwei's treatment of her parents... should be resentful."

The three discussed it carefully and reached a consensus.

Cheng Xiezhi closed the curtains and turned around.Xu Weiwei, the female ghost in red with blood and tears in her eyes, stood silently behind him.

Seeing Cheng Xiezhi turn around, she twitched the corners of her mouth stiffly, trying to put on a friendly expression.

"It's late." Cheng Xiezhi said softly, his ending was deliberately flattened, with a sense of comfort, "Go to bed early, and you can see your parents again tomorrow. It's a pity that you have been trapped in this apartment all this time." You can't leave here, and the family has been unable to reunite. I finally have a chance tomorrow, and I think you should be very happy."

He curled his lips.

Hearing the word "parents", the resentment in her eyes was so strong that it almost turned into substance.

Cheng Xiezhi passed her by: "All causes and effects will eventually have a cycle. I hope that when you meet your parents tomorrow, they will not be too excited."

He said not without malice.

The only pity is that he has no way to see this scene with his own eyes, because he made an appointment early to go to the art exhibition with Chu Lang.The place where the art exhibition was held was half a distance from the main city of this apartment, and the two of them left early in the morning.

Like Cheng Xiezhi, an unreliable NPC, Chu Lang's current daily activities have nothing to do with a player.

However, he is quite satisfied with this state.

If he and Cheng Xiezhi were always like this, then it wouldn't be a bad thing to stay in this copy forever.Chu Lang lowered his eyes, thinking to himself mockingly.

The organizer of the art exhibition is a young artist who is notoriously popular in China. He has won many well-known awards and held many touring art exhibitions.

Cheng Xiezhi and Chu Lang shuttled through the gallery, and a large part of the walls were natural landscape paintings.While standing in front of the painting, Chu Lang couldn't help but think that everything in this dungeon world is very real, with impeccable details.

Cheng Xiezhi's perception of this painter's painting style is average, and his brushstrokes always look gloomy and heavy, just like this gray city.But Cheng Xiezhi prefers clear and warm pictures.

After visiting the art exhibition, Chu Lang asked him in a low voice: "Shall we go back?"

Cheng Xiezhi received a souvenir from the exhibition organizer, which was a set of paints.He asked the organizer for paper and pen, "Are you in a hurry to go back?"

The corners of Chu Lang's lips flattened into a straight line, and he looked at Cheng Xiezhi without speaking.

Cheng Xiezhi continued on his own, "I want to draw a picture for you."

His painting skills are not outstanding, but his talent is not bad, and he can draw Chu Lang in front of him quite like him with just a few strokes.Chu Lang stood beside him and watched him write. Cheng Xiezhi's painting was the first time they looked at each other in the central square. The surrounding background was blurred and the crowds were crowded. Only Chu Lang in the center stood out, with unruly eyebrows. Unruly, at the same time, he was staring at a certain direction in the void, and three points of softness could be vaguely seen in his raised eyes.

"...The painting is very good." Chu Lang said.

Cheng Xiezhi rolled up the painting and handed it to Chu Lang, "I think so too. Do you still want to go back to the apartment?"

His question was extremely weird, but Chu Lang understood his meaning: "Dungeon's world view has been deciphered, right?"

"Yes." Cheng Xiezhi nodded, "Xu Weiwei's parents entered the apartment, it's a pity that Jiang Huiyi and the others failed to prevent Xu Weiwei from reuniting with her parents. The appearance of Xu Weiwei's parents led to the fact that the dungeon was directly deciphered, and the game was forced to end early .”

"So there's no point in going back to the apartment." Cheng Xiezhi thought for a while and then said, "With Xu Weiwei's destructive power, maybe the whole apartment is now in ruins."

"But we failed to clear the game." Chu Lang said calmly.

Cheng Xiezhi rolled his eyes and didn't speak.

"The game mission requires us to survive in the instance for at least one month." Chu Lang said softly with lowered eyes, "We didn't complete this one. The game was forced to end early."

Jiang Huiyi and the others fell into a misunderstanding.

"Survive for one month" is indeed the minimum requirement, but the higher requirement is not the "early end of the dungeon" they imagined, but should be to survive in the dungeon for a longer period of time.

Ending the dungeon early does not mean a higher score, on the contrary it means that the game has failed.

In the infinite world, it is generally possible to end the dungeon early to get a higher evaluation. Jiang Huiyi was obviously led astray by this kind of thinking.And the "one-month game time limit" that is constantly being mentioned will lead players to the wrong road.Actually trying to end the copy prematurely is the wrong way to go.

Smart is mistaken by smart.

This is a trap in the rules of the game.

Cheng Xiezhi was in a good mood: "I can consider saving you—if you beg me."

There was eager anticipation in his words, as if he was eager to force Chu Lang to bow his head.

The author has something to say: [System: Let me announce the answer to yesterday's question—cute, smart, and witty are all correct answers!

It is advisable to work hard today and eat pickled chili claws (hand over your claws!)]