The male protagonist survives in the infinite game by supporting his wife

In the silence, the sound of wheels was heard in the corridor.

It was the cleaning staff pushing a cart towards this side. The marble floor did not pick up the sound, and she was still some distance away from where she was.

Not wanting to arouse suspicion, Shi Jinzhe and Shehe turned around, walked away from the door with the soapberry branch hanging on it, and walked back as if nothing had happened.

The figure in the circular hole gradually moved away, and the peeping was silently withdrawn through a layer of wooden board.

The face pasted on the door of the operating room blinked rapidly, a ray of white flashed in the pitch-black cat's eyes, and then the eyeballs moved, gradually revealing the entire eye.

The gray and white ground reflected the cleaning staff in black uniforms. When they passed by each other, Shi Jinzhe suddenly called out to the aunt.

"Could you please get me another quilt?"

"Please wait a moment." The 50-year-old lady stopped pushing the cart, took out a phone from her waist and called the logistics department, telling them to give...

"What's your room number, please?"

Shi Jinzhe didn't reply to the room number, he just said: "Forget it, if it's too much trouble, then don't send it."

The aunt put down the phone, smiled and nodded: "If you need anything else, you can call the front desk and they will send someone directly to deliver it."

"okay, I get it."

The two watched the cleaning lady leave, and when they reached the corner, Sheh pretended to have twisted his foot and couldn't stand steadily, and when he was ready to go, he slowed down his pace and peeked.

At the end of the corridor, the aunt opened the door of the operating room.

A bright incandescent light came on, and when I looked inside I saw that the room was filled with clean bedding, almost forming a small mountain.

The cleaning lady stretched out her legs and kicked the ground to gather the scattered sheets. Then she poured all the sheets on the cart down to form a small soft pile of cloth again.

It’s not as tall as the one next to it. I don’t know how long it has been piled up without being washed to form such a pile.

After throwing away the dirty and old bedding, she walked a few steps inside and closed the door.

Shi Jinzhe could no longer see, so he had to support Shehe and walk back.

After pretending to be lame and moving a few more steps, Shekh resumed normal movement.

The red light overhead cast a thin layer of red on her exposed skin.

After walking a few meters, Shekh glanced at the hand still on his shoulder and felt like a snake fruit being held.

She didn't say anything, but she took her hand away.

Shekh raised his head, looked directly into Shi Jinzhe's eyes, and simply asked what he had just been thinking:

"There aren't many people staying in this hotel. Do they need to change all the sheets? They look like a lot. They're all over the room."

"Usually, they change it for each guest, but many small hotels don't do that to save costs." Shi Jinzhe was afraid that she would find it dirty, so he added, "High-end hotels can basically guarantee hygiene, and we always bring our own stuff with us every time we go out, so you don't have to worry."

Sheh asked the most crucial question: "What about at night?"

Nothing from the real world could be brought in except clothes, and the only things collected in the space ring were food and water from the previous round.

Perhaps because these are all products of the system, there is no need to worry about disrupting the balance of this world. As for the other things in the ring, they are still cleared out.

After seeing the dirty sheets piled on the floor, Sheh didn't want to sleep on that bed.

No matter how clean it is, she still dislikes it.

Shi Jinzhe was a little embarrassed. This was really not something he could solve. He couldn't create these things out of thin air.

After thinking it over, he walked to the door of Room 402 and knocked.

Meng Chengxi opened the door sleepily and invited the two in. "What happened?"

Neither Shi Jinzhe nor Shehe are the type to proactively look for people. They may have discovered some new clues by coming here now.

In the room, the round-faced boy was sitting on the bed against the wall, while the quilt of the bed near the window was lifted up and the pillow was slightly concave.

At the end of the day, I was surprised that Meng Chengxi had just entered the charity copy and explored Shaojia Village alone.

He is a very active person, so why does he lie down to sleep first when he comes to this copy?

Meng Chengxi opened his eyes wide to wake himself up.

He yawned. "I've been in a bad state recently and lack of sleep. Don't worry, it won't affect the game."

"If you're tired, go to bed early." Shi Jinzhe said politely, and then asked, "If you use your skill to restore damaged things, can you make them brand new?"

"Look at things. Some are OK, some are not. Clues, diaries, recorders, etc. are definitely not OK. The game doesn't allow cheating like that. But a piece of clothing or a piece of bread is OK."

"That's great. I have something to trouble you with."

Room 403.

Faced with the pile of sheets and quilt covers torn into shreds, Meng Chengxi was also enlightened today.

While others are worrying about life and death, these two are still worrying about hygiene issues.

Is this the difference between couples and singles?

Then the reason why he is single may have been found. In this situation, if he still cares about cleanliness, he will just think that being single is the most convenient.

But everyone has their own choices. It is normal for them to want to live a better life if they have the ability.

Meng Chengxi activated his skill and pieced the scraps of cloth in front of him back together, reconnecting the broken threads, and a brand new white sheet appeared on the bed.

Next came the bedspread and pillowcases. In less than a minute, the neat bedding looked brand new without even a wrinkle.

Meng Chengxi pointed his chin towards the other bed and said, "Is this bed no longer in use?"

Shi Jinzhe pulled off the bed sheet: "Yes, I have to trouble you again."

Meng Chengxi's eyes were filled with the expression "You're really doing this in vain. We lived together in Shaojia Village, why are you pretending now?"

When Jinzhe tilted his head, it meant: It's not what you think.

Shehe couldn't understand their argument, and when he heard the door of Room 402 open and close, he told Meng Chengxi that his roommate was coming.

The round-faced guy knocked on the door and informed the three people that the restaurant was open and dinner was available.

Meng Chengxi: "Got it, I'll go right away." He introduced Shi Jinzhe and Shehe, "Just call him Xiao Fang."

Xiao Fang smiled shyly and didn't dare to look into the house any further.

The four people took the elevator downstairs and found that some people were already having dinner in the restaurant on the first floor.

As soon as he entered the door, the ceramic landscape painting on the wall attracted Shi Jinzhe's attention.

From the perspective of the aesthetic taste of some young people of the new generation, this colorful ceramic landscape painting is far less beautiful than the rice paper and ink painting. Many people will not choose this kind of mural when decorating their homes.

But most middle-aged people and business owners like it, because good feng shui is hard to come by, so they hang a picture to change the feng shui.

This landscape painting of the Peace Hotel shows clouds rising from the valley and the rising sun, but the mountain stream has no deep pool. Without a pool, there is no treasure bowl. The water from the waterfall all flows down, unable to collect wealth or accumulate money.

Shi Jinzhe suspected that the designer of this hotel had some grudge against the hotel owner, otherwise why were there so many things to give away?