After listening to Qi Jiajia's words, Cheng Miao rewarded Qi Jiajia with two pieces of cooked meat.
In the past, Qi Jiajia had never paid attention to the rules in the dungeon. She often acted according to her temper, which made Cheng Miao worried for a while.
Now that she and Qi Jiajia have known each other for nearly a year, the little girl has lost her willfulness and youthfulness at the beginning and has become stable.
My temper has improved a lot.
Qi Jiajia groaned and ate the meat given by Cheng Miao, "What are you going to do?"
Cheng Miao took the steamed bun in his mouth and thought for a while, "I still have to ask, is it inconvenient for you to check the security, or should Brother Qin and I start."
Cheng Miao and Qin Musong work closer to community residents, and it is easier to ask questions when they have a good relationship.
"There is also an orphanage. I have to go there." Cheng Miao tapped the table with his fingertips. "Since the rules are all learned in the orphanage, you might be able to find something there."
We can't act rashly on the orphanage just yet. Let's observe it for a while and collect some information.
"I can find an opportunity to go to the orphanage. Am I not responsible for production safety?" Qi Jiajia said calmly.
Cheng Miao pinched her fingertips unconsciously. Qi Jiajia was the only one responsible for the security inspection now. If something happened, there would be no one to take care of her.
Cheng Miao's eyes moved to Qi Jiajia's face again, but to Qi Jiajia, the others were just a burden and could not help.
After thinking about it, Cheng Miao nodded.
"Here's the lantern for you, I don't need it in the hall."
Qi Jiajia didn't say much and took the lantern.
The work in the afternoon is still plain and simple. If it is not considered in the copy, it is not a bad thing to be so busy sending love to the uncle and aunt.
There are many people doing errands in the afternoon, and some of them come to the community to chat and escape the heat.
When he was free, Cheng Miao went to add water to them.
Some of them didn't recognize Cheng Miao, and some didn't like to talk. After an afternoon of talking, Cheng Miao gained little.
Qin Musong and Feng Shu got a rough idea of the community's situation by delivering water.
Some homes are deserted, but the lights are still on.
Especially the lights in the corridor. When Feng Shu went to sweep the corridor, he discovered that none of the lights in the corridor was broken.
Feng Shu held the broom and swept seriously, thinking about the situation of this copy in his heart.
This dungeon is actually quite friendly. If the dungeon normally turns on the lights at night and turns them off during the day, no player would be suspicious.
But now it seems that players must ensure that they are under the light at all times.
Once the dungeon does not give prompts to turn on the lights at any time, a wave of players will die as soon as the game starts.
Feng Shu cleaned the stairwell and went downstairs. He happened to see Qi Jiajia walking towards the orphanage holding a small book.
Feng Shu took two steps forward and said, "Jiajia, shall I go with you?"
Qi Jiajia turned back coldly, looking at the concern and sincerity in Feng Shu's eyes, and the sarcasm she was about to say stayed in her mouth.
Qi Jiajia turned back with a faint look, "Don't count on me in a life-or-death situation."
Feng Shu smiled and followed Qi Jiajia with his broom in his arms, "I know."
The two little girls walked to the door of the orphanage. The orphanage was a three-story bungalow with a structure similar to a dormitory. From downstairs, there was no trace of anyone living in the corridor.
The house is white on all sides and looks like a square coffin.
The main door is two iron doors, closed tightly, and nothing can be seen inside.
Qi Jiajia took a notebook and took serious notes, while Feng Shu took a broom and swept here and there to take a look.
Just when the two of them were thinking about whether to push the door open and give it a try, there was a creak and the door opened from the inside.
"What are you two doing here?"
Qi Jiajia and Feng Shu looked up and saw Aunt Wen frowning.
Is Aunt Wen always here...
Qi Jiajia and Feng Shu walked over slowly, "I want to check here too, after all, only one person died this morning."
Aunt Wen's face twitched, and she looked at Qi Jiajia, "He Ming, right? I've heard about him. He broke the rules himself."
She looked at Feng Shu again, "There is no need to clean or inspect here. I will be fine in there."
Qi Jiajia was silent, but Feng Shu immediately transformed into a coquettish monster. Her eyes flickered, "Aunt Wen, we miss the orphanage."
Seeing Feng Shu like this, Aunt Wen seemed to feel a little softer. She touched Feng Shu's head and said, "Once you leave the orphanage, you can't come back. I want you to cherish your days in the orphanage. You two want to go out and have a look. Now I want to come back."
Feng Shu smiled sheepishly, pretending to be frightened, "Who knew it was so dangerous outside... He Ming and we are partners after all."
When it came to He Ming, Aunt Wen returned to her indifferent look, "Don't mention him. If you don't want to be like him, just abide by the rules."
"Also, don't come here again. The first rule is that no one who leaves the orphanage can come back. You won't forget it, right?"
Aunt Wen squinted her eyes and shifted her gaze from Qi Jiajia to Feng Shu with some suspicion. The two of them lowered their heads and said nothing.
"Okay, I'll pretend I didn't see it this time. Go back quickly. There won't be a next time."
After speaking, Aunt Wen retreated into the room and closed the door tightly without any hesitation.
The two little girls maintained their sad expressions for a while, but when they turned around, they both had the same indifference on their faces.
"Jiajia..." Feng Shu was about to say something, but Qi Jiajia made her swallow it with a glare.
"Go back to work." Qi Jiajia stretched out her hand and half pulled Feng Shu back.
The two of them returned to the downstairs of the residence, and Qi Jiajia looked back with a cold face. Feng Shu's perception was weaker than Qi Jiajia's, and she whispered, "What's wrong?"
Qi Jiajia's expression didn't change at all, "It's nothing, it's just that the old woman just kept looking at us through the crack in the door."
Feng Shu: ...Don't say such horrible things so lightly!
Feng Shu didn't say anything, but she seriously summarized and reflected in her heart.
She is not as good as Qi Jiajia in terms of perception and ability, which she has developed by being on the edge of life and death.
But cautiously, she is far inferior to Qi Jiajia.
Only now did she truly know the difference between her, Qi Jiajia, and Cheng Miao.
Not only in terms of props and combat effectiveness.
What’s more, it’s the sensitivity to copies and the sense of tension.
To be honest, many people with their abilities and skills may just rely on their own conditions to relax and be careless.
This is also the reason why many old players still do all kinds of incredible things in the dungeon.
But Cheng Miao and the others are not.
They are more capable than others, more attentive than others, more willing to use their brains than others, and more cautious than others.
They are different from the bosses who use violence to clear levels.
They really learn and grow in the dungeon, and then become the type of people most adapted to survive in the survival game.
