When Li Xiaolin suddenly saw this scene, she immediately covered her mouth and suppressed the exclamation that almost blurted out. She stayed where she was, hunched over and leaning against the wall, waiting for her violent heartbeat to gradually slow down.

Enduring the discomfort in her senses, she walked forward, stood on tiptoes and groped Johnson's body.

She knew that his player level was higher than hers, and he must have a lot of good stuff. He couldn't take it away from his game backpack, but he could still loot it if he had it on his body.

He took out a dagger, a lighter, and an unwrapped pack of cigarettes.

These need to be identified to know whether they are props. Or the system will settle the matter after the game is over.

She put everything away, turned his body in another direction, settled her own affairs, raised the candle, and returned to the bedroom as if nothing had happened.

According to the registration booklet John got, Johnson should be the selected victim and is safe tonight.

She took a breath and glanced at the bathroom. The door was still closed tightly. Johnson had been snoring for the past few days, and she hadn't slept well at all. Now she could just catch up on some sleep.

At 6 a.m., the biological clock woke Qiuli up on time. The power had been restored. She washed herself and changed into chef clothes.

There has been no movement from the players until now, which is something wrong. Logically speaking, we should have known the truth last night, so I was on guard now.

She secretly thought, it would be great if the accident happened to John, who let this old boy trick her?

Breakfast was very simple, with hard-boiled eggs and bacon. After I ate it myself, I took out several hard-boiled eggs, took out a bag of bread, and took three bottles of mineral water and stuffed them into a canvas bag.

If the players upstairs reach a consensus: clear the area first and kill all NPCs, then you should be prepared in advance.

She didn't want to be killed, nor did she want to kill anyone. She picked up the sharpest steak knife in the kitchen and inserted it firmly into the wide belt of her chef's uniform.

At the same time, I thought silently in my heart: It’s all data, it’s all data.

Today she would find a place to lie down. As for whether the guests would have something to eat, she didn't have to worry about that.

The freezer in the kitchen has fingerprints. It is a magical freezer. It has everything she wants. Even if the cook wants to take something, she has to get her approval. I wonder what they will think when they learn that they can't open the refrigerator?

If it was to be dismantled violently, she took a look at the refrigerator. The door of the refrigerator was tightly sealed, and the entire cabinet was like a whole. It was full of technology. It was a pity to break it.

The kitchen is her territory, but at this moment, it should be the most dangerous place. After all, there are still three and a half days left, and food will also be the object of their fight.

The cook walked in from the side door, her plump face a little nervous. After getting her breakfast, she whispered to Qiuli: "Dear Qiuli, I feel something is wrong."

There was a commotion upstairs, and it seemed that a body had been found.

"I just wanted to tell you that you should stop delivering food these days. I cooked extra eggs and bacon. Pack them up and don't come over with the guard these days. Remember to hide them." Qiuli ordered in a low voice.

Cook.

The cook's voice became even more nervous: "What about the guests?"

"Don't worry about them. Stay away from them. These guests are not good people." Qiuli didn't know how to explain, so she simply said it.

"Then do you want to come with us?" The cook was worried.

"I have a way to save my life. Take care of yourself and don't let me worry!" Qiuli pinched her chubby cheeks. She had wanted to do this for a long time. Who doesn't like pinching fat faces.

Two red clouds rose up on the cook's face.

Qiuli has determined that the doorman is not an important plot character, so let him be.

The cook packed the breakfast and turned around to ask questions, but Qiuli had already left quickly with the canvas bag in hand.

On the second floor, the remaining five players were led by John.

In Room 205, a tie hanging on the exhaust fan was cut off by him on the ceiling of the bathroom. Johnson was dragged to the bedroom and lay on his back on the floor.

John felt around and found nothing, and stared at Li Xiaolin with some suspicion: "You didn't notice that Johnson didn't go back to bed all night?"

Li Xiaolin straightened her long black hair and felt a little uneasy: "He stayed in the toilet all the time and said he felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach. I couldn't keep staring and asking questions. I fell asleep afterwards and really didn't hear anything.

"

John and Lawrence took turns having sex all night, and he felt a little weak. He originally thought the food was unclean, but he found that the three female players who were eating together were fine, but it happened that three men had stomach upsets at the same time.

Qiuli only added ingredients to the spicy soup, and the female players who didn't like spicy soup didn't drink it. Fortunately, they all saved their energy.

There is very little information about this dungeon in the player forums. There is no guide for this dungeon rated as Level D on the entire Internet.

Selena, a female player with long brown hair, and her roommate, Ada, a female player with long yellow hair, immediately looked at each other. Selena, who was older, stood up: "We should discuss what to do next? Everyone knows the information.

Share it."

"Love Castle, as the name suggests, the key is the hostess and the male host!" John frowned and ordered: "Split the troops into two groups. Lawrence and Selina will go upstairs to deal with Tracy, while Ada and I will go to the basement.

David, as for Li Xiaolin..."

He stared into Li Xiaolin's eyes: "Go to the kitchen and find some food and drink. If you see the chef, kill her."

Li Xiaolin asked cowardly: "I heard that chefs also play a key role. Can I do it alone?"

John disagreed: "I tested her, she is just an insignificant NPC. Don't tell me that you don't have any props? You are not a novice, so you are scared!"

Selina hesitated: "Kill directly? I remember that the score will be very low, and some will deduct points. If it is that kind of thing, at least you have to find it first. I heard that there are a lot of extra points."

Ada said: "This is just a D-level dungeon. We don't have to fall out with the NPC from the beginning. We might as well make up a story and find more clues."

Selena added: "We have been talking to Tracy for the past two days. I found that she doesn't know anything. The key person should not be her."

Lawrence smiled sinisterly: "Then let's follow what John said, divide the troops into two groups, and make excuses first. If there is no value, then kill them directly."

Selena and Ada exchanged glances and agreed to the decision.

John said with a cold face: "Let's go. When things are settled, we will meet in the lobby and exchange information."

In the early morning, although the rain outside stopped, it was still hazy and it still looked like bad weather.

At the door of the basement, John knocked lightly. After a while, the door creaked open. John was a little surprised. The door seemed to be in disrepair, but it was still very lubricated yesterday.

"John, Ada, why are you here so early? Are you okay? Come in and sit down." David's eyes were red and the dark circles were still obvious. It looked like he had just woken up, and his hair was messy on his head.

He walked to the dining table and made a pot of coffee himself.

John glanced at Ada. At the end of the hall, both doors were open. It was obvious that David was the only one here.
Chapter completed!