Unlimited copy: I'm sick in an escape game

Almost in tandem, Qinuo and Bai Zhou appeared in the game hall, followed immediately by Shen Anran and Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu scolded: "What the hell kind of game is this? I almost don't know who I am anymore."

"It should have been fake from the beginning." Shen Anran said, "Have we really cleared the game now?"

Bai Zhou: "I've passed the level. It's easy to distinguish between the game world and the real world."

Qinuo gave the three of them a triangle-shaped talisman, "Keep it with you to avoid such hallucinations happening again."

Jiang Yu immediately stuffed it into his arms, "Then I have to keep it well."

Bai Zhou: "You guys take a rest first, and I'll take Xiao Nuo to recover his mental energy."

Qinuo raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Is the you in that illusion the real you?"

The corners of Bai Zhou's mouth raised slightly: "Yes, it overlaps."

Qinuo narrowed his eyes, and then joked: "It seems that I have to put a mark on you, otherwise I won't be able to tell which one is you."

Bai Zhou responded softly: "It's up to you. But there are more important things to do now."

Bai Zhoulian contacted that person first, and then took Qinuo to the most prosperous place in the world.

High-rise buildings here are flashing with colorful lights, people are often seen passing by on the road, and intermittent mechanical sounds are ringing in the sky.

Qinuo raised his head and looked at this place curiously, "There is an unreal feeling."

Bai Zhou smiled, "Sometimes it is too real and becomes illusion. This world was created by the so-called gods, and you can see even more absurd things in the future."

"God? He has created so many things." Qinuo smiled, "Is he so boring?"

Bai Tian: "Maybe God takes pleasure in this."

Bai Tian took Qinuo to the underground city, walked straight into a video game arcade, and walked inside for several minutes. He didn't stop until he saw an ancient wooden door.

After knocking on the door and hearing voices inside, Bai Tian opened the door and went in.

The room was very small, and there was nothing else in it except a table and two chairs.

A man in a white cloak sat across the table, pouring tea slowly.

The hood of the cloak was too wide, covering the man's face.

"Please sit down." Qinuo pulled out a chair and sat down. "The mental value is 70. How many points are needed?"

The man said: "No need. I owe him this."

Bai Tian: "This is the last thing."

The man nodded, then pushed two steaming cups of tea in front of them, "Let's have a cup of tea first. The process of restoring mental values ​​will be very slow."

Sitting next to Qinuo during the day, he didn't touch the cup of tea.

The man's slender but too white hand gently fell on Qinuo's wrist, feeling slightly cold.

Qinuo picked up the cup of tea with his first hand and took a careful sip.

She couldn't help but frown.

Bai Zhou: "Is there something wrong with this tea?"

Qinuo shook her head and looked at the person opposite, "Is this rose tea?"

"Rose smells wonderful, doesn't it?"

Qinuo was silent, not saying anything, and just gently put down the cup of tea.

For a moment, the room was quiet and only the sound of tea making could be heard.

Ten minutes later, the man took back his hand and said, "Okay."

Qinuo checked her panel data. After the recovery was successful, she stood up and said, "Brother, let's go?"

Bai Zhou stood up and said, "Thank you this time."

The man chuckled, "What's your name?"

Qinuo didn't want to reply to him.

On the contrary, it was Bai Zhou who answered the question, "Her name is Qinuo, the promise of promise."

"What a good name." The man lowered his head and raised the corners of his mouth, "Looking forward to our next meeting."

In the new year, let’s all get rich together!