After entering the main city.
Cheng Ye was shocked by the prosperity of Yongzhou.
Like a high-end amusement park, all imaginable entertainment items, food and leisure are available here.
The scariest thing is that there is an immersive haunted house hotpot.
Cheng Ye raised his head and looked at the four big words "Welcome, accompanied by female ghosts".
I couldn't help but fell into deep thought.
Who can drink with ghosts safely in such an environment?
...
Cheng Ye shook his head, opened the system map, and searched for the newcomer hotel where he lived.
After all, it comes with three days of use, so if you don’t use it, it will be in vain.
It's time to sleep in the bridge cave.
He thought as he followed the navigation and went further and further away, and soon he stopped in a sea of people.
Cheng Ye hesitated for a moment, then looked at the system map again and determined that the free hotel was in front of the crowded place.
Tattered and crumbling.
It's like a small hotel where you can barely stay for one night next to a train station in the real world.
It seems like such a small room, but I don't know how it can fit so many people.
Cheng Ye was stunned for a moment, then opened the system panel and checked the prices of nearby hotels.
Three seconds later, he closed the system panel neatly, held his head high, smiled and continued queuing.
Diligence and thrift are the virtues of the Chinese people.
He gritted his teeth.
However, this also explains why points are consumed for food, clothing, housing and transportation.
If you can live a good life without doing anything, then it is still reality in the game, is that important?
The prosperity of Yongzhou City is no less than that of any other city in Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou. To be more precise, the four major first-tier cities combined cannot surpass it.
Consumption means forcing everyone to download a dungeon and sacrifice their lives for points.
What's the use of those points besides staying alive?
It can't be just alive, right?
Cheng Ye thought that it was almost his turn to check in.
The lady at the front desk had a sharp voice and made some sarcastic remarks from time to time, which caught Cheng Ye's attention.
He glanced over calmly.
The table at the front desk was messy and there were many wet paper balls in the trash can.
Looking up, the young lady's face was still stained with tears.
The calendar behind her circled a number, which happened to be today.
Cheng Ye moved to the right without leaving any trace.
There were two people checking in in front of him. Taking this time, he saw clearly the message on his mobile phone that was lit on the table.
"let's break up"
This is……
Cheng Ye raised his eyebrows slightly, an idea came to his mind, and he quickly searched in the system mall.
It's his turn.
The lady at the front desk didn't even raise her head, her voice was cold and impatient: "Free again?"
Cheng Ye smiled, as if he had changed into a different person. The laziness and tiredness disappeared in a hurry, and he was replaced by a gentle shell, which made people feel good about him.
He spoke rather apologetically: "I took advantage of the newcomer's reporting. I'm really sorry."
The young lady was stunned, raised her head, and saw the face of a handsome and masculine man.
There is a scar from the neck to the ear, which adds a bit of mystery.
Everything he does is noble.
While she was in a trance.
The next second, Cheng Ye exchanged 1 point for a bouquet of watery roses and handed it over: "Be happy, I hope it can bring you a good mood."
The little girl was stunned for a moment, and her hand had subconsciously taken the flower.
Cheng Ye saw the little girl's watery eyes covered with a layer of mist, and suppressed his voice, like a poisonous mandala, with a bit of confusion: "Happiness is the most important thing, I wish you a happy birthday."
The young lady was stunned again, and suddenly her eyes turned red. She sniffed and her voice choked up: "There is another room by the window of the hotel. It is on the top floor. It has a great view. It will be very comfortable if you are not in a second space."
In a few words, Cheng Ye absorbed a few more pieces of information.
He became more relaxed and calm, and his voice was very gentle, but he said: "Wouldn't it be good to leave such a good room to a new person like me?"
"You are the first person to comfort me in so many days." The young lady lowered her head and whispered, "No one has said happy birthday to me in many years."
Cheng Ye just raised his eyebrows, gave a habitual fake smile, and said politely like a gentleman: "Thank you very much."
In order not to make Cheng Ye wait any longer, the young lady completed the check-in procedures quickly.
Cheng Ye took the room card gracefully, and as soon as he turned around, his face returned to an indifferent expression.
The person who seemed to be considerate and gentle just now was not him.
Cheng Ye walked slowly upstairs, thinking about what the front desk had just said.
He got an important message.
Second space.
In other words, the reason why such a small hotel can accommodate so many people is because there are several layers of space squeezed together.
Independent of each other and not affecting each other.
It looks like they are in the same place, but they are not.
For example, after arriving in the room, Cheng Ye opened the window that the lady at the front desk said was very big.
Although it is only on the second floor, half of Yongju City can be seen.
In the center of Yongzhou, there is a large square, which seems to be the place with the largest number of people.
And those people gathered in the square were pointing around a translucent panel.
Cheng Ye thought for a while.
As a newcomer who has just been pulled into the game, what he currently lacks most is information. He urgently needs to know all the important information about this game.
If he remembered correctly, people started disappearing one after another on the earth starting about three months ago.
Staying in the main city consumes air, so they can only rely on dungeons to gain points, and then use the points to exchange for air to survive.
Not to mention all the food, clothing, housing and transportation that require points.
In other words, some of the people surrounding the center of the square must be old people who have experienced several games.
Cheng Ye smiled and narrowed his narrow eyes.
He looked straight at the crowd below.
In the blink of an eye, several people were locked.
There was no panic or excitement on their faces, just a sense of fatigue brought about by repetition day after day.
This must be someone who has experienced multiple copies.
Physically and mentally exhausted.
Cheng Ye quickly turned around and went downstairs, heading towards the square.
It seemed that this game was more troublesome than he thought.
Type of copy?
How difficult is the copy?
Copy's hidden message?
And the...mortality rate of copies?
...
Cheng Ye had a bunch of questions in his mind, which seemed to be an innate subconscious reaction in his body.
Before doing anything, be sure to do all the preparations. This is his long-standing work habit...
.....What kind of job did he do before?
Cheng Ye suddenly froze on the spot.
In an instant, my back felt cold and goosebumps suddenly covered my body.
What did he do before?
Why don't I have any impression at all?
A few seconds later, Cheng Ye found that his shirt was soaked, and he smiled to himself.
I couldn't help but look at the square not far away.
Really interesting.
Is this amnesia limited to him, or does it apply to everyone?
Cheng Ye put away his expression, still looking careless, and continued walking towards the center of the square with gentle steps.
He had vague impressions about his birth, reading, and daily shopping.
But after graduating from college, he completely forgot about the specific job.
He seems to have lost a very important memory.
The missing section happened to be about one or two years before he came here.
Who is he these past few years? What is he doing? What is his job?
Not impressed at all.
On the contrary, he remembers the launch of this game very clearly and the subsequent disappearance of people.
He was very sure that he was not a game fan on weekdays. Why would he remember an insignificant game so clearly that he even knew about the two main cities of Yongzhou and Yongye?
Why did his memory only retain the last scene, which was of him sleeping and then coming to the bus?
Cheng Ye laughed slowly, and he had already reached the center of the square.
