Tong Qian and Bai Jiang have never eaten anything other than a dish and a soup in the cafeteria. During this period, in order to save room fees, they came to the hotel to check out the room types and ate instant noodles for several days in a row.
Now when I heard Cheng Miao talking about going to eat hot pot, my eyes were shining with greed.
Cheng Miao loves spicy food and will get greedy if he doesn't eat hot pot for a few days.
After coming to the Survival Hotel, I didn't feel anything after running on the line between life and death. Suddenly I came to a hotel with a nice environment and had money. Without saying a word, I set my sights on hot pot.
Cheng Miao wanted to ask Qiudong if he wanted to go together. After all, he was not an ordinary cat.
Not sure if it was because of what Qiudong did or because of their natural fear of the front desk. Watching Cheng Miao walk towards the front desk, Tong Qian and Bai Jiang were a little nervous.
Seeing the uneasiness between the two of them, Qi Jiajia ignored it. Qin Musong was not very good at comforting people. Only Lin Zhu chatted with the two of them, which relieved some of their attention.
Lin Zhu didn't like dealing with people in the past. First of all, his grades were really good and he was a bit arrogant.
Secondly, because I don’t have many friends, I subconsciously feel that most of them don’t like me, and gradually I become such a boring type.
Until he came here, he found that he didn't have many advantages, and his arrogance was half gone. Fortunately, he met Cheng Miao again, so he didn't belittle himself too much.
Instead, they developed a gentle and family-like appearance. In their team, at first glance, Lin Zhu was definitely the easiest to get close to.
"Qiudong, let's go have hot pot, are you going?" Cheng Miao saw the tips of Qiudong's furry ears moving and knew that he was not asleep yet, so he asked.
Qiudong lazily raised his eyelids, impatiently wanting to refuse, but suddenly thought of something, stood up, stretched, and jumped onto Cheng Miao's shoulders in two steps.
Cheng Miao is not the kind of thin girl. She has a very well-proportioned figure. She is strong where she should be and skinny where she should be.
Just when Cheng Miao was worried about the pain in his shoulder, the black cat man raised his tail and sat down.
Cheng Miao took two tentative steps and found that the cat was as motionless as a mountain, so he calmly joined the organization.
Tong Qian, who had just been infected by Lin Zhu's kindness, saw the receptionist squatting on Cheng Miao's shoulders, and she almost didn't come up in one breath.
Qi Jiajia still remembered that this sister saved her once. She frowned and pulled Tong Qian's hand, "Let's go, I'm starving to death."
Tong Qian was a little flattered and didn't care to look at Cheng Miao and Black Cat anymore. She pulled Bai Jiang and followed Qi Jiajia.
As soon as they walked out of the hotel, people walking on the street were attracted by Cheng Miao for a moment, and then turned away to do their own things.
Players who can get to the hotel are no longer considered newcomers, and they should stay away from things they know they shouldn't.
Furthermore, the higher you go to a high-end hotel, the more strange players there will be. Who knows if these are other people’s props.
So, without the attention that bothered Cheng Miao, the group of people didn't take a taxi and walked slowly to the hot pot restaurant.
It was the first time for Cheng Miao and others to come to a hotel type hotel, and they were very curious about this small city.
You said it is not an ordinary city, right?
After all, there are shops, supermarkets, street food stalls, milk tea shops, and taxis everywhere.
But if you say it's an ordinary city, that's not necessarily true.
After all, there won’t be a talking horse in an ordinary city asking you if you want to ride in a carriage, nor will there be a woman as perfect and delicate as a dummy who suddenly changes color at the click of a button, turning her skin into yellow and black for customers to refer to.
Cheng Miao and Lin Zhu lamented the fantasy of the world along the way. Although Qi Jiajia disdained to show it, she still looked around for a while.
"How do you tell which ones are players and which ones are NPCs?" Cheng Miao tilted her head and looked at Qin Musong, the most experienced person.
Qin Musong scratched his head in embarrassment, "I don't know too well. I used to be so focused on passing the test and eager for success that I never came out to see it."
Cheng Miao nodded and glanced at Qiudong with the old god there. He guessed that he wouldn't want to answer him, so he wisely didn't ask.
Unexpectedly, Qiudong changed his position and lay on Cheng Miao's shoulder, his tail wrapped around the skin of Cheng Miao's fair neck like a scarf.
Cheng Miao couldn't hold back her inner excitement, plucked out a handful of tail hair, swung her tail away, and gathered around her again after a while.
"We can tell, but you players can't. You can use props, but it doesn't make much sense." Qiudong didn't care about Cheng Miao taking advantage of his tail. He felt a little annoyed in his heart, but his tail swung back and forth happily.
"Is it important to know who is an NPC and who is a player? If we are not in a dungeon, we can't hurt each other. We are all the same, so why should we differentiate?"
Everyone who had the same question was silent after a while. Players entered the survival hotel and were forced to struggle in the escape game. Naturally, they were full of resentment towards the NPCs and the survival hotel itself. Although there was no conflict of interest between the two except for the dungeon, they were always on guard. some.
"Have you never thought that if you didn't enter the survival hotel, you would be able to live well in the world?"
Qiudong closed his blue eyes as soon as he finished speaking, without giving others a chance to ask questions.
Cheng Miao walked quietly on the street. She had thought before that according to the general unlimited flow routine, they would either be terminally ill or have an accident.
In short, Survival Hotel is a game that gives them a second life, but it is more humane than other infinite games. It also provides a more comfortable environment for players with strong abilities.
From the first time they went to the milk tea shop, Cheng Miao discovered that except for the room fee, the prices here were very cheap.
It means that as long as you can afford the house fee, you don't have to worry too much about other living expenses.
Of course, this is not the case for someone like Tong Qian Baijiang who just saves money for one night to watch something new.
After walking for more than ten minutes, the six of them arrived at the "Special Old Hotpot" shop. The shop was indeed very authentic. They could smell the strong aroma of red oil and chili before they even entered the door. Cheng Miao was so greedy that his mouth watered. .
In addition, there is another reason why the store is very authentic. The two greeters at the door are pandas.
That’s right, it’s not a panda doll, it’s a real panda.
Cheng Miao was stunned. She didn't expect to see precious wild animals. She moved slightly closer.
The panda was bowing to greet a few people. When it felt someone approaching, the panda raised its big furry head and looked at Cheng Miao with a pair of naive eyes.
Cheng Miao exclaimed that it was cute in her heart, and when she was about to touch the panda's head, the cat's tail around her neck slapped Cheng Miao's cheek intentionally or unintentionally.
It doesn't hurt, it's soft, and it smells like a cat.
He didn't understand why Qiudong hit him, but Cheng Miao, who was immersed in the joy of being hit by the cat's tail, hadn't recovered yet.
Suddenly, the panda in front of me came closer, opened its mouth, and spoke human words.
"Hey, let me go. Isn't this Miss Cheng?"
