I am a model criminal in the infinite labor reform [Infinite]

When Shicheng woke up, he was still surrounded by the white and clean Pavesh.

[The score calculation of the labor reform task "Killing Lilia" has been completed, please pay attention to check it. 】

Hearing this voice, Shicheng raised his eyebrows.

This time the system is pretty good, much better than last time, and there is no current noise.

[Number 0001, this labor reform task is [-]% complete, and the basic rating is B. 】

Well, it didn't get stuck either.

[Physical value 90, stable. 】

[Spirit value 100, stable. 】

[Mood value 1, stable. 】

[The final rating was A+, and the "Best Model Criminal" was successfully selected. 】

[Three pieces of B-level equipment in the reward mall, please choose by yourself. 】

After the electronic sound ended this time, there were no shelves around immediately.

Instead, a "Pick Now" button appeared in an empty space.

Shicheng spoke without moving.

One is because of what Fu Yu'an told him back then, "Don't bother with the system", and the other is because...

He is very upset now.

Why, the value is not three full marks?

The body value is due to hunger, which is understandable.

Why is that emotion and that 1?

When was he emotionally affected during the mission?

Isn't this bullshit?

With a sullen face, he picked up the playing cards on the table.

This is a standard size poker card suitable for international poker competitions. It is a little wider than the one that everyone usually plays, and the number of cards is still the common 54 cards.

Shi Cheng skillfully picked out the big and small ghosts from the middle and threw them aside.

He didn't like the joker cards, nor did he like the patterns of the joker cards.

The remaining 52 cards nimbly turned around from his right fingertips, and fell to his left hand with a clatter.

The wrist of his left hand didn't move much. When he touched the first card, he hooked his index finger and moved together with these cards.

When he first installed the artificial manipulator, he used playing cards to practice the control and dexterity of the hand.

For a year, the left hand barely left poker.

The original flexibility of this hand is very high, which is higher than all other types of prosthetics. All he needs to practice is to control and familiarize himself with the weight of this hand, so it has reached a 100% matching degree in just one year.

But it only takes 21 days to form a habit. Shicheng played poker day and night for a whole year.

He has gradually gotten used to carrying poker cards with him, and occasionally when he has nothing to do, he will take them out to play, which is also okay as a decompression entertainment.

When Fu Yuan opened the door, what he saw was the scene of the God of Gamblers playing cards.

He laughed: "Yo, is this a card addiction?"

Shi Cheng noticed him when he opened the door, heard that he put away the poker with one hand, raised his eyes to glance at the intact and normally opened door, and said nothing.

Following his gaze, Fu Yuan lowered his head, remained silent for a second, and reached out with a hammer to break the door lock expressionlessly.

Shicheng: "...do you know how to write the seven-character old saying that there is no silver 300 taels here?"

"The history is not very good, I haven't heard of it." Fu Yu'an was not guilty, walked over and sat down beside his bed without seeing anything out of place, "Talk about business."

Shi Cheng made a pause gesture: "Can we not talk about the business first?"

Fu Yu'an: "? Aren't you in a hurry to know?"

Shi Cheng: "I want to know, but I'm not in a hurry to know."

He looked at the man very seriously: "Do you have anything to eat?"

Fu Yu'an: "...Huh?"

Shi Cheng frowned: "I'm really starving to death."

Fu Yu'an was confused: "Where can I go to change food for you?"

"Then wait until I find something to eat before we get down to business." Shi Cheng got up and planned to go out.

Seeing that he was really not joking, Fu Yuan tugged at the hem of his clothes and pulled him back with a headache.

"It will be too late, can't you bear it?"

Shi Cheng felt the constriction of his stomach, and shook his head: "It's really too bad."

Fu Yu'an sighed: "I'll take you to eat delicious food."

Shi Cheng looked at him, although he had no expression, his eyes were full of distrust: "Draw me a big cake?"

"..." The corner of Fu Yu'an's mouth twitched, "I won't lie to you, it's really a feast."

Shi Cheng carefully recognized his expression for two seconds, then reluctantly nodded.

Fu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly raised his hand.

Shi Cheng saw the hand reaching behind his ear, and couldn't help but tilt his head: "What are you doing?"

Fu Yu'an raised the corner of his mouth: "Didn't you say you believed me?"

Shi Cheng pursed his lips and said nothing.

Fu Yu'an: "Then don't move."

Shicheng paused, but it really wasn't moving.

This person's hand is really hot, even if it hasn't touched his skin, he can still feel warm.

There was a sudden pain in the base of the ear.

The needle-like pain was fleeting, and Shi Cheng had no time to react, when he heard the person in front of him say, "Okay."

"From now on, speak softly and move slowly."

As soon as the man finished speaking, a sense of dizziness swept Shicheng's brain.

He couldn't help but gritted his teeth and resisted not fainting.

The scene in front of them was suddenly blurred, and when it became clear again, they had already entered a strange room.

This is a bedroom. Judging from the retro and gorgeous decoration around it, it should be in a palace.

Shi Cheng was rarely taken aback, and only came back to his senses when he saw the familiar people around him.

"Where is this?" He asked in a low voice.

Fu Yu'an was buttoning the metal buttons back on his cuffs, and when he heard this, he replied in a deep voice: "Punish the copy."

Shi Cheng slightly opened his mouth.

This is a multiplayer punishment copy.

According to Fu Yu'an, many people in the copy of "Killing Lilia" got 0 points, and they all chose this punishment copy - "Princess's Menu".

After Shicheng listened, his focus was distorted: "So, you can enter and exit the dungeon at will?"

Fu Yu'an shook his head: "No, the conditions are quite harsh, and once you come in, you have to wait for the task to be completed before you can go out."

"Then you can choose a copy at will?"

"No, it depends on luck."

"...Why can't you do anything?"

Fu Yu'an didn't bring up this obvious resentment, and almost choked to death.

He stared at the person beside him, speechless for a while.

Shicheng looked at him for a while: "Can they see us?"

Fu Yuan looked away and didn't speak.

Time City:?

Are you still angry?

Recalling the conversation just now, Shicheng felt that his behavior of being brought in by others and mocking them was indeed a bit inhumane.

After much deliberation, he decided to give in first.

"It's because I didn't speak carefully, so start again." He said, "You still have some use."

Fu Yu'an: "...You better stop talking."

"I can see it." He sighed silently, and answered the person's last question, "It's like you can see me in the first two missions."

Shi Cheng frowned: "But I don't have a monitor right now."

"Yeah, so we have to figure out our identities and missions, including the background of this dungeon." Fu Yuan lay lazily on the bed behind him, "This bed is quite comfortable, come to lie down and rest?"

Shi Cheng looked at him and raised his eyebrows with a half-smile.

Fu Yuan looked at him for a few seconds, then sat up again: "I see, I'll take you to a big meal."

After speaking, he got up and walked towards the door.

Shi Cheng chuckled and followed.

Of course he knew the man wasn't telling the truth.

If they had only seen each other in the last mission, then there might be a little bit of credibility in what they said. After all, Fu Yuan was really messing around in the last attempt.

But they also met in the first dungeon mission.

At that time, Fu Yu'an had a monitor, and there were tasks on the monitor. Although his identity was unclear, he was not an anonymous person.

Shicheng wouldn't believe a word of what this person said about his identity and copy if he had to find out by himself.

He was more inclined to prevent him from telling him all the news.

This cognition didn't make Shicheng depressed or in a bad mood. Fu Yuan's defense was normal for him. If he suddenly treated him well, it wouldn't be justified.

"What are you thinking?" The person walking in front suddenly looked back at him.

Shi Cheng withdrew his scrutiny: "It's nothing."

Fu Yuan bent the corners of his eyes, unable to tell whether he believed it or not.

This is indeed a palace.

In fact, based on the name of this dungeon mission, you can roughly guess this place. It is roughly the palace where the princess lives, with a glazed tile roof and a bead palace. The decoration of this palace can be considered extravagant.

The floor they are on should be the rest area. According to common sense, if you want to eat, you have to go downstairs to the lobby on the first floor.

Not knowing how complicated the road here is, Fu Yuan led Shicheng to turn five forks in the road.

Finally, when it was the sixth one, Shicheng couldn't bear it anymore.

He pointed to a certain room door beside him: "Room 1056, do you think this brand looks familiar to you?"

Fu Yu'an: "..."

Of course they are familiar, this is already the second time they have come here.

He cleared his throat: "Just now, I made a wrong turn."

"The turn just now had two directions." Shi Cheng laughed, "The other turn was the one we turned the last time."

Fu Yu'an didn't believe it, and said stubbornly: "I don't believe it, you lied to me."

Shicheng didn't refute, and gave him a good-tempered way to the back: "Then you go and walk again."

Fu Yu'an: "..." Why don't you let me go down the steps?

The stubborn pride was shattered mercilessly at this moment, he touched his nose: "Actually, what you said may not necessarily be wrong."

Shi Cheng had a smile on his face: "You don't believe it?"

"...I believe it."

"I lie to you?"

"...I lied to myself."

Shi Cheng looked into his eyes and jokingly said, "Fu Yu'an, are you a road idiot?"

He waited for a long time when he was waiting for someone to come to him in Pavesh's room. At first he thought that this person had something to do, but now it seems...

I'm afraid it's not that this person didn't find his way.

Fu Yu'an's rare weakness was exposed, and he fell silent all of a sudden.

After staring at someone watching the show for a long time, he finally opened his mouth, with the dead duck in his bones stiff-mouthed.

"Is there a possibility that I just don't have a good sense of direction?"

"If you change the word Lu Chi to some nonsense to explain it, your sentence is not wrong." Shicheng expressed his understanding of his self-esteem in a considerate manner.

"Okay, someone who doesn't have a good sense of direction, follow, I'll lead the way."

He even emphasized the pronunciation of the word "very".

"Someone" watched him walk past him, and gave a dissatisfied "tsk".

It was the first time for everyone to come here, so he couldn't believe that this person could see the way now.

As a result, after turning three corners, he stood at the stairs and thought about the philosophy of life.

When Shicheng went down a few steps, he didn't hear the familiar footsteps behind him, so he turned around and said, "Aren't you going to follow?"

Fu Yu'an held back his breath: "Here we come."

His expression was too wonderful to be ignored.

Shi Cheng smiled: "Are you jealous of me?"

"Nonsense." Fu Yu'an's answer has never been so fast, "Why am I jealous of you?"

It's hard to explain his appearance with the words "not guilty".

Shi Cheng didn't answer, but raised his eyebrows at him.

An expression, really embodies the sarcasm to the fullest.

"Let's go." He said before the man became angry, "If we don't go down to find food, one of us has to go."

Either he was starved to death, or Fu Yu'an was beaten to death by him who was about to starve to death.

This was a life-threatening event, and Fu Yuan finally stopped struggling with his stubbornness and followed quickly.

Behind this person, he reminded: "When you go downstairs and see those people later, remember to say that you are in Room 1066."

Shicheng didn't look back.

But he thought a lot in his mind.

When they first arrived, that room was 1065.

Fu Yuan asked him to say that he was 1066, which meant that there was only one person in each room for this task.

After sorting out his thoughts, he gave a soft "hmm".

Fu Yu'an: "Also, don't make too much noise, try not to attract people's attention, and don't argue with people."

Shicheng said "hmm" again.

So, is this the reason why this person was conscientiously lying in the muddy water with his thighs in his hands to win the previous two dungeon missions?

Reduce the sense of presence... What are you hiding?

Fu Yu'an's exhortations were not finished yet.

"Also, if it is not necessary, you must not have a direct encounter with the guide or an important NPC that cannot be killed."

Shi Cheng raised his eyebrows.

He touched his tightly bandaged left wrist.

"You mean, the 'princess' in the dungeon name, we shouldn't have a positive encounter with her?"

Fu Yu'an nodded: "Yes."

Shi Cheng: "Then do you know that if we go down to Cengfan, there is a high probability that we will be served on the table—the kind of large-scale dinner where many people sit together."

Fu Yu'an: "I know."

The man's tone was so righteous that Shi Cheng suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He turned his head blankly: "Then how do you ask me to eat?"

He said the word Cengfan frankly, not at all inferior to the righteousness of the person opposite.

He stopped too suddenly, and Fu Yuan stopped in time, narrowly avoiding the tragedy of two faces colliding.

Standing on a step above this person, he lowered his eyes slightly and met the other's dark red eyes.

Fu Yu'an's eyelashes flickered, and he laughed lowly: "Then we have to wrong our SVIP."

"When eating, hide your pleasing beauty."

Shi Cheng was already good-looking, but when he was eating together before, he discovered that this person not only had good looks and good temperament, but also had a calm elegance and nobility when eating.

This man's etiquette is perfect, matching that face, it is really hard not to attract others' attention, Fu Yu'an's worry is not unreasonable.

Just as Shi Cheng was about to open his mouth and boast to each other politely, "You don't look too bad", he heard the man continue.

"Besides, we're here for dinner."

Shi Cheng immediately choked on the words he was about to say: "?" So?

Fu Yu'an: "Don't be too picky about what you eat."

If you are too picky, you will definitely attract attention.

Shi Cheng's expression was a bit unbelievable: "Are you telling me not to be picky eaters?"

Who is the picky eater?

Now he suddenly wanted to paste the previously despised crab meat stewed salmon and squirrel mandarin fish on this man's face.

His tone was a bit wrong. Fu Yuan made up for the experience of being verbally attacked before, before the man got angry: "Then let's not be too picky, remember to remind each other."

Shi Cheng's mouth curled up in an upward arc, not quite as if he was about to say something nice.

"Don't confuse me with you." He said softly, "You are the only one who can't feed. I just have a small appetite, not picky."

Fu Yu'an: "...do you think your stubbornness is exactly the same as mine?"

Shi Cheng suddenly turned pale: "No."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for this person to continue to say infuriating words, he turned around and left.

Who is the same as you?

Fu Yu'an stared at his back for a while, then suddenly let out a muffled laugh.

It seems that his good temper is usually pretended.

No, it actually exploded at one point.

The author has something to say:

Irresponsible small theater that has nothing to do with the text:

Shicheng: I'm different from you. I'm not a road idiot, I'm not picky about food, and I have a good temper.

Fu Yu'an: But you obviously...

Shicheng: What? :)

Fu Yu'an: ...It's obviously better than what you said! OvO

(Today is also the old Fu who has a strong desire to survive!)

You really can't be too arrogant in life!I just showed off to you yesterday that I went skiing, and in the afternoon I strained my arm muscles because of too much skiing...

Code words reluctantly, I hope everyone will never encounter such a tragic thing as a muscle strain! 〒▽〒

Seeing everyone's comments, I remembered that the fifteenth day is the Lantern Festival. QwQ blessings are late but arrived!

Happy Lantern Festival, my dears, SVIP, Lao Fu and Chanjiu wish you all a happy reunion, good health and happiness every day~

Thank you for your support, love you forever, love you!

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