Sister, look at him!

Childe was standing on the playground. His excellent eyesight allowed him to see He Qingwan being held on Ji Wu's shoulders under the cannon fire.

"Have you got it yet?" Childe murmured, "Sorry, Ms. He, don't blame me... huh???"

Charles couldn't help but widen his eyes. Where is He Qingwan? ! Why did she suddenly disappear? !

The mission this time is to survive for seven days! It's only been two days, He Qing is late!

*

He Qingwan has already entered the new copy.

Two minutes ago, Ji Wu asked her to blow up the school so that everyone could pass directly.

He Qingwan would never do such a useless thing, so he refused without hesitation.

After receiving the things entrusted to him by Ji Wu, He Qingwan checked them.

A string of hand-held weapons with tiger talismans hanging on them, and an identity card for the world of terror.

After binding the identity card, He Qingwan regained all his strength and became a senior member of this world.

There happened to be a copy unfolding on a cruise ship that invited He Qingwan to participate. Of course, He Qingwan chose to leave this broken school and embrace the big cruise ship!

So a magic trick was performed right under Child's nose.

He Qingwan didn't know that Charles had seen all of this, and even if she knew, she wouldn't care.

In front of her who had regained her strength, Child was like a small piece of cake, a soft and non-threatening dessert.

……

In the bright sunshine, a luxurious cruise ship shines like a shining pearl in the ocean.

The huge ship anchored in the harbor is like a floating city, and its spectacular appearance cannot be ignored.

The cruise ship's hull adopts a streamlined design with elegant and smooth lines. The main colors are white and gold. The two colors complement each other, making this beauty exude an irresistible charm whether in the morning sun or the night lights.

But what attracted He Qingwan more was the name of the cruise ship.

"Gloria"

That was her name, the highest honor bestowed upon her by her uncle.

Who designed this cruise ship?

He Qingwan was full of doubts. Even if it was a coincidence, it was too coincidental.

The questions turned into messages and were sent to He Yanhuan, and soon He Qingwan got the answers.

This cruise ship has a prototype in the interstellar space, also called "Gloria". It was designed by He Huairou, a branch of the He family. If we talk about kinship, He Qingwan would have to call her cousin.

To be honest, He Qingwan didn't have much impression of this cousin, and didn't know why He Huairou named it after her.

Just because He Qingwan doesn’t know doesn’t mean He Yanhuan doesn’t know.

This cruise ship was approved by Wen Rangyu at the time, and a series of certificates were also processed by Wen Rangyu. Giving it such a name would make it easier to pass.

It seems that he has become kinder recently. He didn't even notice until others jumped on his sister's face.

He Yanhuan pressed a virtual button on the desktop with his index finger, and his voice rang out with a hint of coldness, "Notify He Huairou to come to see me at our house at ten o'clock tomorrow morning."

*

This cruise ship brought more surprises to He Qingwan.

It even has a suite specially prepared for He Qingwan, in which all the items are brands that He Qingwan usually uses, and the decoration style is also the imperial style that He Qingwan once preferred.

Considering that this cruise ship has a prototype in the interstellar space, He Qingwan couldn't help but become more curious about this cousin named He Huairou.

After walking around the suite with satisfaction, He Qingwan called the waiter standing by the door and asked, "Is this cruise ship also a copy?"

"Yes, Your Highness." The waiter bowed to her respectfully.

"Why do you call me Your Highness?" He Qingwan must speak out any doubts she has. She doesn't care what others think.

"You are the Master's dearest and most beloved sister, Your Highness."

"Master? Who is it?"

"Your Highness, it is the creator of "Gloria."

That is He Huairou, but... the dearest and the most beloved?

He Qingwan was speechless. She couldn't even imagine what He Huairou looked like.

"Okay, okay, you can go down." He Qingwan, who was about to throw away the things he had used, waved his hand and sent him away.

The waiter bowed to her again and walked out with his head down.

"Hey, wait! Come back!"

He Qingwan thought of something again and hurriedly called him, "How do you play this copy? Tell me."

"It would be my honor to answer this question for you, Your Highness."

The waiter walked back into the room without any impatience and explained the rules of the game to He Qingwan in great detail.

In general, this is a battle royale copy, the level is SSS, and it is the copy with the highest number of deaths among the thirteen known SSS-level copies.

There were a total of 3,001 guests on the cruise ship, including crew members, of which 800 were ordinary NPCs, 800 were ghost NPCs, 800 were NPCs affiliated with the cruise ship, 90 were invited high-level ghost NPCs, 10 were the final BOSSes in the SSS-level dungeon, and the remaining 500 were all players.

As for the extra Zero-One, he was He Qingwan who suddenly joined in the middle.

Eight hundred ordinary NPCs were created from the consciousness of dead humans collected from various worlds. They retained their personalities and memories from their lifetimes, could cry, laugh, get hurt, and die, just like real humans.

After hearing all this, He Qingwan seemed to be thinking about something. After a moment's hesitation, she said, "If I die, can you capture me..."

"Your Highness!!!"

The waiter was so scared that he knelt down in front of He Qingwan.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything."

He Qingwan was shocked by his reaction and could only change the subject, "So those five hundred players will kill each other?"

"Your Highness, not entirely." The waiter considered his words, "This game lasts for thirty days. The food prepared for the humans on the ship is enough for five hundred people to eat for thirty days. All they have to do is survive these thirty days."

Including those conscious humans, there are a total of 1,300 people, but the food is only enough for 500 people, not to mention the countless ghosts. No wonder this is the copy with the highest death toll.

"When does the game start?"

He Qingwan didn't plan to get involved in this game. There were too many people and it would be troublesome.

"In half an hour."

……

Half an hour later.

He Qingwan, wearing an extremely luxurious Byzantine-style long dress, stood on the deck and looked down. Men and women in various clothes were queuing up to board the ship, either excitedly or nervously.

In the crowd, a girl with a bun and wearing a Chanel dress suddenly looked up and happened to meet He Qingwan's eyes.

Her round almond-shaped eyes sparkled with surprise, and then she pushed through the crowd in front of her and hurriedly ran to the boat without any image.

This action aroused dissatisfaction from others. Seeing that the girl who looked like a rich girl was about to be taken away by the sailors, He Qingwan picked up the walkie-talkie and said a few words.

A moment later, the girl was brought in front of He Qingwan.

"Ms. He! I finally found you! Mr. Zhongli didn't lie to me!! You are really here!!!"

Huh? What does this have to do with Zhongli Yuya?