Natural black penetrates into infinite flow

A cat is a cat.

Xia Mingchi carefully observed the surrounding environment.At this moment, the sun is scorching, and the time should be noon.I nestled in the greenery, a few meters in front of me, the rusty iron gate was closed, and there seemed to be someone at the door.

A girl knocked twice on the doorman's window, "Master, please open the door."

The people inside didn't move, they slowly opened the window and said impatiently, "Who are you looking for?"

The girl smiled apologetically: "I'm a new tenant of this art space, I just came to deliver something a few days ago, have you forgotten?"

She took out expensive cigarettes from her bag and handed them over.

The person in the door guard took the cigarette, and immediately made a 180-degree turn in attitude, and came out lazily. He was a security guard in his 50s, with a philistine look in his gestures.

He took out a key from his belt, and it took a long time to unlock the iron fence. The mobile phone in the pocket of the black security uniform was still playing mahjong music.

"Your name is Shen Ting, right? The things haven't been moved yet?" The security guard pushed the door open, took out a register from the table, and rummaged through it.

In fact, there is no need to look for it at all. The A4 size booklet only has words on the first page and the first line.

Person in charge: Shen Ting, Room: Room 3, Building 102, Name: Lingmao Studio, Industry: Photography.

The registration time is displayed as five days ago.

Shen Ting pointed to the minivan behind him, "The last photographic equipment is left and I'll pack it up. My phone is out of battery, please tell me what time it is?"

The old security guard took out his mobile phone from his pocket and quickly tapped twice, "45:[-]."

"Our art space is actually a park. It used to be a well-known place for local cultural and creative Internet celebrities. Many tourists came to check in, and many art students came to start businesses and open studios.

However, applicants must have graduated, and students who are still studying can only come for internships.

There are five buildings inside, each with a large space.It was only later that the management department set up an art space in the new urban area, and the original studio was gradually moved there, and no newcomers came for a long time. "

The old security guard was rambling on, not even paying attention to the sound of the mobile phone reminding him to lose the game.

"There are not many studios now. You pack up your things and visit others, and you will take care of each other in the future. Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors!" The old security guard became more and more excited as he talked.

"Walk through every building, and you will find new discoveries."

Shen Ting didn't interrupt the other party, and even felt that he was a little pitiful.

She couldn't help guessing that it must have been too long since anyone had listened to the security guard.

Fortunately, she has a cat with her when she works.

"Hey, where's my cat???" Thinking of this, Shen Ting realized that the pet bag he was carrying was actually empty.

Xia Mingchi was in the grass, listening very carefully, not missing a word.If there is no system prompt after entering the dungeon, then the task is likely to be hidden in the NPC's conversation.

He saw Shen Ting looking around through the grass, so he lowered his body and backed away quietly, hiding in the dense holly bushes.

Xia Mingchi's behavior was completely in line with the behavior of a cat, and he walked silently. He was sure that Shen Ting would not see him.

"Drip!" The driver of the minivan honked impatiently.

"Beauty, it's about to time out, let's move quickly, I have another order to deliver!" The driver rolled down the window to remind.

Shen Ting got into the car, and the driver drove into the art space with the accelerator.

Xia Mingchi figured out his identity - Shen Ting's cat.

After becoming a pet, the strength is definitely not comparable to that of a normal person, but the dexterity is enhanced, and one can use the identity to disguise and confuse NPCs.

Shen Ting should have been looking for him before entering the art space, that is to say, according to the setting of the dungeon, he should also enter this art park.

But what if it doesn't follow the script?Just hang on, will the game plot automatically update and end?Or is the progress stuck here, stuck forever.

Of course, there is a third possibility, that is, the plot is forcibly revised.

Xia Mingchi needs to confirm what will happen if the plot of the game is changed.

He lay quietly on his stomach, mobilizing all his attention to feel the surrounding environment.Hearing is sharper than that of humans, and tiny sounds are amplified.Xia Mingchi looked for useful clues in these voices.

The squirrels on the nearby branches are jumping around, the grasshoppers in the grass are in harmony with life, and the bees are rolling on the flower centers to collect pollen... At first glance, the surroundings are no different from real life, cozy and warm.

However, Xia Mingchi heard something strange from the sound of the security guard's cell phone—the mahjong was repeated, and the cards were played in the same order in each round, and the same result was obtained in the end, which was to lose.

"Fuck, why did you lose again? I'm too unlucky." The old security guard spit thick phlegm out the window.

It seems that the old security still wants to win. Under normal circumstances, he should adjust his strategy instead of repeating the same mistakes.

Xia Mingchi counted quietly.

Ten rounds, after ten rounds of exactly the same game, the security guard finally dropped his phone on the table and lit a cigarette.

At the same time, Xia Mingchi suddenly jumped into the air and was picked up.

Meow? !

"Xiao Xia, how can you run around, there are trees here, what if you get hit by a stray cat?"

Shen Ting appeared behind Xia Mingchi out of nowhere as if teleported, holding his crunchy nest, his pretty face was full of anger.

"Meow~~~" Xia Mingchi howled pitifully.

Shen Ting immediately softened up and rubbed the cat's furry head, "Fortunately nothing happened."

Shen Ting stood in front of the guard very politely, "Uncle, please open the door again, my cat has come out."

Xia Mingchi saw the phone dropped on the table through the window, and the time on it showed 45:[-].

Ten rounds of games, assuming a round of 3 minutes, the time should pass half an hour.

It seems that the security guard is trapped. He has only one time in his life, and he keeps repeating the same game.

And Shen Ting, the iron gate is closed, how did she get out?

The old security guard was not surprised by this, his attention was all on mahjong, and he opened the door for Shen Ting again with a straight face.

The iron fence was full of rust, and the underground wheels rolled on the uneven brick floor, rolling out tracks.

The game chooses to forcibly follow the plot, abruptly pulling Xia Mingchi into the art space.

So the girl hugged the very reluctant cat and walked slowly towards the third building.

The sun shines through the sycamore leaves, the light and shadow are mottled, and the iron door slams shut, as if heralding the prey entering the cage.

The old security guard threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stamped it out with his foot, and said softly: "When God closes a door for you, he will also close the window at the same time."

These words floated into Xia Mingchi's ears clearly like a sigh.