Horror games? Whatever, I'll die.

The remaining players arrived one after another, and most of them were familiar faces.

Ivan immediately gave him a bear hug.

His grey-blue eyes curved into crescents, and his usually cold voice was now unusually warm, "Long time no see, Bing."

Liang Zaibing was a little stunned. Hadn't they just met at the guild entrance a few days ago?

"Do you think people are as lazy as you, only going into dungeons when the deadline is approaching?"

"What I'm saying is, by the time you finish the next dungeon, others have already gone through five or six dungeons and reached A-rank a long time ago. Look at you, don't you understand the saying 'the early bird catches the worm'?"

Liang Zaibing dismissed their accusations as nonsense.

"So how did you end up in a B-rank dungeon?"

Ivan answered truthfully, "The vice president gave me a day off, so I randomly selected a B-rank dungeon."

Liang Zaibing felt like she had been hit with a critical strike.

Is there no justice in this world?! He thought he had risen fast enough, but he was no match for Ivan. It's true what they say, comparisons are odious.

Despite the turmoil in his heart, Liang maintained a good facade on the ice, patting him on the shoulder like an older brother and saying, "I'm very proud of you."

Now it was Ivan who didn't know what to say.

Song Yinghao was still wearing her signature red dress, followed by two tall and handsome young men who seemed to have known each other before entering the instance.

But Song Yinghao ignored them and instead chatted warmly with Mo Qiuping, who only nodded indifferently from time to time.

"Sister Song has arrived, everyone get out of the way."

"Is it Yun Jie and Li Xian you brought today? It seems that Consort Fan has fallen out of favor."

"Who's that next to her? They seem to know Sister Song quite well?"

"Don't lose the chicken."

Li Xian is more bookish, while Yun Jie prefers athletic men. Song Yinghao has quite a wide range of tastes; she's truly a heroine.

Noticing Liang Zaibing's gaze, Song Yinghao smiled sweetly at him, "Bringing you here to play around when you're bored, do you want me to give you a hug?"

Liang Zaibing quickly shook her head vigorously, "No, no, I don't like that."

"Don't be so polite." Although she said that, Song Yinghao didn't insist.

The two heterosexual male models secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Mo Qiuping curled her lips in disdain, not understanding what was so good about men; they were just useless good-for-nothings who only dragged things down.

The barrage was full of hahahaha.

"Sis, you're so generous, you actually give gifts to men."

"No wonder he has a harem of three thousand handsome men."

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The group waited for a full ten minutes before the last player finally appeared. With his arrogant and disdainful attitude, who else could it be but Sheng Jingyu?

Sheng Jingyu didn't even bother to look at Liang Zaibing, slamming the invitation on the table and standing far away.

But why does his attitude seem a little strange?

Liang Zaibing touched her nose and compared all the invitations together.

These seven invitations were completely copied and pasted, with only the names changed, but the person in question did not have any invitations with them.

It turns out he wasn't just having an affair with Jiang Qingjian, he was having affairs with everyone.

It's a miracle that someone with such a lack of professionalism and prudence, juggling multiple relationships, was never caught and beaten into a scumbag.

Song Yinghao slightly parted her brightly colored lips and smiled radiantly, "It seems that Brother Liang should give us an explanation."

Liang Zaibing maintained the attitude of "I won't say anything if he doesn't ask, and I'll be surprised if he does ask," and pretended to be ignorant to the end.

“I didn’t write any of this. It must have been written by someone impersonating me. I fainted in the lakeside villa as soon as I entered the instance. Jiang Qingjian can testify to that.”

Jiang Qingjian didn't answer immediately, covering his forehead with a somewhat confused expression, "Oh dear, my memory is a bit hazy, I'm not sure if he appeared before or after I entered the villa."

Liang Zaibing was furious. Who was it that released the snake to scare people just now, and is now pretending to have amnesia?

Jiang Qingjian's voice floated into his ears, "Agree to team up with me, and I'll help you prove it."

Liang Zaibing slowly typed out a question mark.

So you were torturing me?

Liang Zaibing strongly suspected that Jiang Qingjian wanted to build a good relationship with him and then lure him into the Thornbird Guild to work like a slave.

Despicable, utterly despicable.

Just as he was debating whether to sell himself out once for a better start, the electronic surveillance camera in the warehouse automatically popped up.

Eleven said succinctly, "It's on video."

Liang Zaibing was almost in tears; it was truly worth raising you.

...That doesn't seem right either?

Liang Zaibing glared at Jiang Qingjian, then calmly released the video, not only clearing his name but also exposing the man's misdeed of releasing snakes to scare people.

But the others were giving him strange looks, glancing at Jiang Qingjian and then at him, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.

Liang Zaibing decided to check the comments section; those gossipy people would definitely know everything.

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"Someone pinch me, right? That's Mo Lin, isn't it? When did this old man become so good-natured?"

"I remember last time someone touched the black scale, it bit right through that person's neck and they died instantly from the poison within five seconds."

"More than that, just using a strangulation device can break a person's cervical spine."

"So what did it mean when it lay on our son just now? Was it being affectionate?"

"Huh, what a weird scene."

-----

Liang Zaibing silently hugged herself and took a few steps back towards Ivan.

Are you afraid of snakes?

"Huh?" Ivan was a little confused, but still shook his head.

Liang Zaibing felt relieved and hid behind Ivan without any burden.

Sheng Jingyu looked at him with even more disdain.

“Since there’s no progress,” Mo Qiuping adjusted her glasses, “let’s split up and search the villa separately.”

If they were normal people, and were tricked into a villa without their knowledge, their first thought would be to leave. But these people are players, and what they have to do is search for clues to uncover the truth.

"The lakeside villas are roughly divided into three areas: the first floor, the second floor, the garden, and the nearby lake and lawn. How would you like to group them?"

Song Yinghao nodded slightly. "I'll take Yun Jie to the second floor. Li Xian is for you."

Mo Qiuping frowned. "Can't we put them in pairs?"

“There’s nothing I can do,” Song Yinghao sighed sadly. “I’m afraid something will happen to them if no one is watching me.”

Song Yinghao has high standards for raising men, but she is also generous with her treatment. She not only gives them points and items, but also gives each of them one or two cursed items.

But people are inherently lazy. Without having to risk their lives to earn points and items, and lacking sufficient understanding and awareness of dungeons, their survival rate is sometimes lower than that of players of the same level.

Every time someone dies in the dungeon, Song Yinghao would shed several tears of sadness, and then go to look for a new person.

Liang Zaibing spontaneously pulled Ivan aside, "Let's go to the garden together."

Jiang Qingjian gave him a somewhat resentful look, but still went to the lakeside with Sheng Jingyu.

To Liang Zaibing's surprise, Sheng Jingyu, with his arrogant and unruly temperament, actually behaved quite well in front of Jiang Qingjian.

Hearing Liang Zaibing's question, Ivan replied naturally, "Sheng Jingyu is also a member of the Thornbird Guild."

Liang Zaibing was speechless. "Is Thornbird some kind of junk-collecting guild? Why are they recruiting just anyone?"

Ugh, I almost cursed myself.

Ivan smiled and said, "You were right not to join Thornbird. The president specifically told me to be careful of Jiang Qingjian's schemes. Silverwing suffered a lot at his hands."

"Right?" Liang Zaibing muttered unhappily, "That kid looks like he's got a lot of bad ideas."