"Yes—" Wen Qing paused, swallowed the false words at the back, and said, "Yes, it's my sister at home."

Zhang Yang looked at Wen Qing's brows up close, his cheeks even redder, and he didn't think the words "I'm my sister at home" sounded strange at all.

He thought, Wen Meng's brother is so good-looking, and his sister's words are so beautiful.

Zhang Yang asked awkwardly, "Then, does our sister have a partner?"

what our sister...

Wen Qing looked at his flushed cheeks, and slowly realized what Zhang Yang was thinking.

He said blankly: "Yes, I have been married long ago, and have two children, a boy and a girl."

Zhang Yang was stunned for a while, but he didn't lose his mind, and continued to ask, "Then do you still have a cousin?"

Wen Qing: "…"

When Xiao Chen walked in, he heard Zhang Yang's question, and he asked curiously, "What sister?"

Zhang Yang said quietly: "Nothing."

Xiao Chen glanced at him and asked, "You are Zhang Yang, right?"

Zhang Yang nodded.

Xiao Chen: "Brother Dao asked you to go downstairs to help now. There seems to be a situation in the North District and you need your props."

Wen Qing's eyelids jumped, isn't the North District where Ji Junfeng stayed?

"Okay," Zhang Yang turned and walked out, and said to Wang Dawang Er, "Don't bully Wen Meng."

Wang Dawang Er looked at each other and asked Xiao Chen, "Don't we have to go?"

"No," Xiao Chen explained, "I'm not sure what happened yet. I just said that there has been a change. I'm going to send someone to check the situation."

"You can rest for a while. It's already eight o'clock, and it's the third day of the game."

Wen Qing asked hesitantly, "How big is the Western District?"

"Very big," Xiao Chen said vaguely, looking Wen Qing up and down, doubting his intentions.

Before Wen Qing could speak, Wang Da answered for him, "He and my sister got separated, and my sister is in the east."

Wen Qing nodded, thinking, Wang Da is really a good person, and helped him imagine that he was separated from his sister.

Xiao Chen snorted, looked out the window, and said to Wen Qing, "Before this dungeon started, everything you could see with the naked eye was within the scope of the West District."

"After the game on the second day started, everyone gathered here."

"In terms of the scope of the veterinary medicine, have you seen the triangular building on the east side from the shopping mall?"

Wen Qing looked up.

Xiao Chen continued: "The area we are staying in is safe, and every road in and out is guarded by someone."

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment: "Is there someone guarding?"

"Yeah," Xiao Chen nodded and smiled friendly, "Someone is negligent in the area where you came, and Brother Dao has already dealt with it."

Wen Qing pursed her lips, and it seemed that it would be difficult to sneak out.

Xiao Chen asked again, "Do you still have any questions to ask?"

"I'll go first if there's nothing to do."

"Yes, yes," Wang Da hurriedly stopped him, with a twisted look on his face that was the same as Zhang Yang's, "Well... can we meet Oz here?"

Wen Qing tilted her head to look at him, a little dazed.

Xiao Chen looked at him clearly, and his expression became more and more kind: "Are you also a fan of Oz?"

Wang Da nodded.

Xiao Chen said to him, "It depends on luck."

"Oz doesn't like crowded places."

Wen Qing just breathed a sigh of relief, and after hearing Xiao Chen's next sentence, the little heart was hanged again.

"But it's almost the third day of the game, and he might show up."

Xiao Chen explained with a smile: "Because I wasn't sure what the game was, I was divided into small groups an hour before the game started."

He looked down at his watch and said to them, "I'll go first, see you later."

After speaking, Xiao Chen turned around and left the room.

Wen Qing closed the door, walked to the living room window, and surveyed the surrounding terrain.

"Wen Meng, right?" Wang Da's voice sounded from behind.

Wen nodded lightly.

Wang Da took out the biscuits and bread, piled them on the coffee table, and greeted, "They probably won't be sending anything today, so come and eat something."

Wen Qing thanked and didn't go to eat: "I'm not hungry, you can eat."

Wang Da glanced at him, didn't force it on him, and sat on the sofa with Wang Er and began to eat.

Wang Da's appetite is obviously very good, one bite of toast, two or three biscuits are piled up and eaten in one bite.

Wen Qing looked at him without any desire to eat

Strangely, he has not eaten or drank all day, but his body has no adverse reactions and is still full of energy.

It must have something to do with the flower in the early morning.

Wen Qing tentatively asked 001 in her heart: [What kind of prop is that flower in the early morning? 】

001 did not answer.

Wen Qing asked again: [Can't you tell? 】

001 hummed lightly.

"How many things are there in your space?" Wang Er asked.

Wang Da: "If we eat enough, the four of us can eat for three days, but there is no water."

Wen Qing looked at the two brothers and said slowly, "Have your seeds been planted with props?"

Wang Da nodded and said straight to the point, "It's just space."

Wang Er shook his head: "I'm not a prop."

Wang Da poured bread crumbs into his mouth and said to Wen Qing, "This kid's seed almost killed us all, but luckily he ran fast."

Wen Qing asked curiously, "If it's a prop, is there a reminder in the system?"

Wang Da responded: "Yes, it's the same prompt as getting the props through the copy."

He looked at Wen Qing and asked, "Did you not remind me?"

Wen nodded lightly.

Wang Da: "Did you pass out and didn't hear?"

"Maybe." Wen Qing sat on the sofa and lowered her eyes in thought.

If it is a prop, 001 can definitely tell him.

What can't be said is definitely not a prop.

The flower didn't hurt him, but took him away from Ji Junfeng's territory.

Wen Qing slowly raised her hand and sniffed the fragrance of roses on her body.

Is Sikong helping him...

…

At eleven o'clock in the evening, the sky was still bright, not dim at all, which was the opposite of the situation on the first day.

Wang Dawang Er was sleeping soundly on the sofa.

Wen Qing stood in front of the window, looking at the pink-black giant pig in the distance, frowning slightly.

The pig hasn't left yet.

Suddenly, there was a murmur on the radio, followed by someone saying:

"All players gather in the conference room on their respective floors to prepare for the game on the third day."

"All players gather in the conference room on their respective floors to prepare for the game on the third day."

The broadcast was repeated twice.

Wen Qing woke up Wang Dawang Er, who was still sleeping, and left the room together.

The meeting room is at the end of the corridor, with a prominent door sign.

Wang carelessly pushed open the door.

There were seven or eight people sitting in the conference room, led by Xiao Chen who had just introduced them to the situation.

Xiao Chen motioned for them to sit down and said, "Everyone is ready."

Wen Qing sat beside Wang Da and quietly glanced at the other players.

They don't seem to be familiar with each other, the seats are separated by a certain distance, and no one chats in a low voice.

In the conference room there was only the sound of breathing one after another, and the clear ticking of the clock.

"Tick-tock-"

"Tick-tock-"

After waiting for an hour, Wen Qing watched the hour, minute, and second hands on the wall slowly converge.

"Tick-tock-"

At the moment when the second hand turned to 12, Wen Qing heard the whistle of Yu Xing resounding in the air.

"It's my time." Yu Xing said lazily.

Wen Qing's eyelids jumped, seven days of games.

If Sikong had two days, Yu Xing and Ji Yu should also have two days.

What was the last day?

"In the case of games..." Yu Xing said casually, dragging his tail, "In the game time that belongs to me, live."

"It's easy," he chuckled softly, "I wish everyone a happy game."

Wen Qing frowned, Yu Xing didn't make it clear what the game was at all.

Depression is the **** of love and desire...

Before Wen Qing could figure it out, the players in the conference room suddenly quarreled.

"What game? How the **** can't you explain it?"

"The voice just now was different from yesterday."

"It's **** annoying, who wants to play games!"

"It must have been intentional, intentionally not saying anything clearly, we are about to die."

…

Players have different expressions, fearful, angry, anxious... The same is that their emotions are very outgoing.

Unlike the indifferent appearance an hour ago, it seems to be affected.

Wen Qing's face changed slightly, and she turned to look at Wang Da and Wang Er.

Wang Da didn't know when he started eating again, and there were already many empty bags at hand.

Wang Er was lying on the table, yawning: "If it's all right, I'm going to sleep for a while, I'm dead sleepy."

Wen Qing calmed down a little, it was relatively safe for the two of them to want to eat and sleep.

The broadcast sounded again: "Hello everyone, I'm Zhou Zhou."

Hearing Zhou Zhou's voice, Wen Qing lowered his eyes and subconsciously pulled up his mask.

"The games on the third and fourth days should be related to everyone's own desires."

"So trouble everyone to control themselves."

"If you can't control it, kill it."

The last four words were like a basin of cold water splashed on everyone's face.

Several players in the conference room were slightly awake, and their faces turned blue and white.

The walkie-talkie on Xiao Chen's waist rang, he got up and said, "You all heard what Brother Zhou said."

"Open the window to cool down." After speaking, he walked outside the conference room and picked up the walkie-talkie.

Wang Da's eating hand paused, then turned to look at Wen Qing: "Is it wrong for me to eat all the time?"

Wen nodded lightly.

Wang Da immediately put away the things on the table, and whispered to Wen Qing, "I heard that Brother Zhou in the West District kills without blinking an eye, and even Oz is willing to bow down."

"He seems to be a college student. Cultural perverts are different."

Wen Qing nodded silently.

Wang Da cleaned up the garbage on the table, caught a glimpse of the sleepy Wang Er, raised his hand and slapped: "Don't sleep, you pig."

Wang Er was still a little confused, and looked at him blankly: "What's the matter, brother?"

Wang Da said coldly: "If you sleep again, you will be killed."

"Brother Zhou said that the games in the past two days are related to desire, so you have to hold back."

Wang Er's expression changed, and he complained, "Then we are gone."

"Then, what's that called, it's hard to fill up."

Wen Qing: "…"

Wang Da got up and opened the window: "Calm down with the wind blowing."

Wang Er wiped his face and looked at Wen Qing. Seeing his normal expression, he couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Brother, don't you feel anything?"

Wen nodded lightly, and said slowly, "I didn't have such a strong desire in the first place."

Wang Er looked at him: "Then your life is boring."

"Are you a monk before?"

Wen Qing: "...No."

Wang Er sighed: "I still want you to teach me to recite the scriptures, calm down."

The door of the conference room was opened again, and Xiao Chen stood at the door and said to everyone, "Brother Dao said, take advantage of the big guys to get rid of the surrounding animals first."

He raised his hand and called his name: "You guys go directly downstairs with Brother Dao."

"You guys come with me," Xiao Chen pointed to Wang Da, Wang Er and Wen Qing, "Go to the rooftop."

Xiao Chen took them into the elevator and pressed the button on the top floor.

Wang Da couldn't help but ask, "What are we going to do on the rooftop?"

Xiao Chen explained: "Reinforce the defense measures. There is a sparrow nearby and it may fly over."

"You guys are new here again, and you need someone to take them with you."

Wen Qing stood behind Wang Da and glanced at the elevator floor.

Instead of going up, it went down to the first floor.

"Ding-dong-"

The elevator door opened.

A touch of gold appeared in Wen Qing's field of vision.

His pupils shrank suddenly, he lowered his head quickly, and hid behind Wang Da and Wang Er.

Oz stood outside the elevator and looked at them coldly: "Aren't you going out?"

"We're going to the rooftop—" Xiao Chen said halfway through, and quickly changed his mind, "We're going to climb the stairs."

Oz lifted his eyelids and looked at the figure reflected in the elevator mirror.

"Need not."