Chapter 7 I ... ... play ... ...

At the end of the salary calculation, the young man was so tired that he could hardly keep his eyes open. He yawned and admired, "Sister, you are truly impressive; how can you stay awake all night without feeling tired?"

It is said that vampires are not allowed to kill each other, but the editor of Baidu Baike probably does not even know whether this is true or not; she cannot naively take it at face value.

After entering the instance, the young man's friend did not realize that someone had switched in. She heard the commander directing the team in YY and felt there was no need to speak. This instance was still one of the simpler ones for the team, and she was able to hold her own.

Wishing Qingqing a hearty laugh: "Not bad." She is hungry

In the end, it was surprisingly the young man who shifted his gaze first, exchanged a few words with several others, and did not take along the girl he had originally been holding, but instead got into a nearby sports car.

"It's nothing, do you want to play? It ended quickly, I'll give it to you later." Zhu Qingqing played for a while, and once again, the team was wiped out. She held on with all her might until the end, only to be exhausted to death without any support, and the YY channel was filled with curses.

Having completed her daily tasks and noticing that the young man showed no signs of waking up, she navigated to the team dungeon group through this guy's friend channel and joined that team.

I initially thought it was just a beginner team dungeon, but at midnight, there are usually many skilled players. To my surprise, this team is made up of friends and family, resulting in numerous pitfalls. Zhu Qingqing, who is a novice, barely manages to hold it together, while some others cannot contain themselves and start to verbally abuse the incompetent players.

Even after becoming a vampire, I have not gone back to play again

At this moment, another group of people emerged from the Dead Water Bar, and she surprisingly caught a whiff of the smell of blood, not the scent associated with menstruation, but the smell of human blood

At that moment, the young man unexpectedly woke up as if from a nightmare. He blinked in confusion, realizing that both the mouse and keyboard in front of him had vanished. The girl next to him was occupying his keyboard and mouse, leaning over to seriously type on his screen.

A car sped down the road behind her and came to a stop.

"XXXX, so noisy!" The young man next to me is still grinding dungeons all night, and upon hearing this, he curses under his breath.

"Are you awake?" Wishing that Qingqing would know right away, she smiled at him, "I saw you were sound asleep; your friend is urging you..."

She poked the young man, who let out a snore and fell into a deeper sleep

She dared not move forward any longer, regardless of whether the group of girls ahead had been injured or for some other reason; getting any closer would only lead to a dead end

This guess is quite plausible, but it makes her even more troubled

This indeed seems to be a scene of chaos as the wealthy and handsome disperse, with several girls inebriated and a few boys pulling one and hugging another. Occasionally, remarks such as "She didn't say she was leaving with you," "I'm the one paying the bill," and "You can get lost" can be heard.

Thus, she simply stood by the window, holding a teacup with both hands, her eyes wandering over the crowd below

In fact, she herself did not know why she wanted to follow this group of girls. Even if they were slightly injured, she could not draw any blood; trailing behind them and drooling was of no use. Yet, she simply wanted to follow, inhaling the scent of blood and drinking the radish soup, as if she were drinking blood

Should I buy a watermelon knife for myself to keep for self-defense

After a long time of practice, the conductor suddenly said: "Hey, Xiaolong, why have you become so sharp all of a sudden?"

Zhu Qingqing could not help but look at those few people. Once her wavering gaze was fixed, the young man in the middle suddenly raised his head.

Xiao Long praised after watching for a while: "You play really well; I usually just lie down against this BOSS."

The design of the game's dungeons is quite complex, featuring a variety of intricate elements. She relied on her passion to play with a fixed team for a long time before becoming proficient, yet she still occasionally fell into traps. This aspect is related to both reaction time and comprehension; while her intelligence kept pace, her reaction time did not. Eventually, she felt that obsessing over these dungeons was not particularly meaningful, leading to a further decline in her enthusiasm

"It's nothing, I just started playing, I'll get the hang of it soon." Xiao Long didn't take over, "Sister, why don't you play a bit more and teach me? I always miscalculate the timing for positioning."

At this moment, holding the mouse and looking at this interface, she couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder

In my previous team, this BOSS was defeated in one go, without any damage. Zhu Qingqing reminisced, "It's a pity we are not in the same region; otherwise, I could have them assist you."

The young man next to me yawned and said into the microphone, "Leave me a spot, I need to complete my daily tasks." Little did he know, as soon as he finished speaking, he leaned back against the chair.

Cold and hungry, with no blood to drink, what use is it to crush an online game! I demand fresh blood!

The curious Zhu Qingqing, feeling thirsty, was intrigued by the fragrance emanating from them. She pretended to be a passerby with her hands in her pockets, following behind them and the books. She also took the opportunity to enter a 24-hour convenience store to buy a bowl of pickled radish. After taking a bite, she found it completely unappetizing, leaving her with a grim expression, unsure whether to keep it or throw it away.

Zhu Qingqing does not understand why rich and handsome men often go to underground bars. What do they do with their time? Do they not have jobs? Do they not sleep? A woman of humble means can never imagine the mindset of those who casually frequent bars and pursue women.

After becoming a vampire, her reflexes completely surpassed her intelligence. Zhu Qingqing managed to hold her own in the instance almost entirely by instinct, feeling as though she hardly had to think at all, and her output consistently remained in the top three.

The following half of the night was spent entangled in the dungeon.

It is only reasonable that Zhu Qingqing should have looked at the other person first, and it was indeed impolite of her. Now that she has shifted her gaze, it is not a big deal. However, when her eyes met those of the young man, she surprisingly felt a strange sense of attraction, as if she could not look away. The two locked eyes, and to her astonishment, she even smiled slightly.

However, one's own teeth seem to be sharper than a watermelon knife

As Qingqing returned to her computer, propping her head on her hand, she pondered the feelings she had just experienced. It certainly could not be described as love at first sight, yet this person evoked a distinctly special sensation within her. What could be the reason for this?

Zhu Qingqing does not mind the dirt, poking at her retracted tiger teeth with her fingers. Thinking about her current inhuman speed, she suddenly feels very safe

The sun had not yet risen, but Zhu Qingqing already felt unwell all over. She and the young man added each other as friends on YY, then went to settle the bill, washed her face, applied sunscreen all over the exposed areas of her body, and then walked out of the internet café

The car door opened and closed, and a person stepped down

A cacophony of noise came from outside, bringing Zhu Qingqing back to her senses. It was already 3:30 AM, and apart from the occasional sound of a mouse click in the internet café, everything else was lethargically silent, making the outside noise seem particularly loud.

She glanced out the window and saw a group of about ten people gathered below, their figures indistinct in the dim light. It was impossible to discern whether any of them were wealthy and handsome just by looking at the top of their heads. Zhu Qingqing wanted to turn back, but for some reason, she felt an unusual sensation, as if there was something among that crowd that demanded her attention

Yet hunger still surges

In the past, she must have been quite smug, but now this overwhelming situation makes her feel rather unamused

They are on a dead end, and her worldview is also at a dead end

Although it may not concern her, Zhu Qingqing was indeed full of energy and quite bored. Suddenly inspired, she grabbed the little brother's mouse and keyboard, put on his microphone, and then typed in the team channel: "Let's get started"

Such a peculiar situation is rarely encountered by anyone; is this truly assistance or merely taking advantage? In the end, the young man graciously chose to express his gratitude: "Um, thank you for your trouble."

Zhu Qingqing was startled; upon closer inspection, she realized that this person was clearly exhausted to the point of falling asleep instantly! Is it a bit crazy to still schedule dungeon runs with others while being this tired?

This is a group of young women finishing their night shift, likely the so-called princesses. Their heavy makeup has been removed, and they appear somewhat fatigued. Without their makeup, they are just ordinary girls, and their attire is not flamboyant; even Zhu Qingqing is more fashionable than they are.

Indeed, she can also play this game

"What is happening outside?" Zhu Qingqing asked softly

Could it be that they are of the same kind

Zhu Qingqing stood in the morning sunlight, staring blankly at the steaming pickled radish in her hand, unsure of where to go or what to do next. The sunlight made her exposed skin feel slightly prickly, even though it was merely the faintest and gentlest light of the morning

She hasn't played this game for a long time. It is a large-scale 3D online RPG, currently with a considerable number of players nationwide and a very good reputation. However, Zhu Qingqing is not very persistent; once a game reaches the point where she logs in every day to complete daily tasks, run dungeons, and chat, she can no longer continue to love it. Therefore, after reaching the maximum level for a while, she gradually faded out of this game

Zhu Qingqing hesitated for a moment, thinking that this group was indeed quite troublesome, but they were making progress. Just a moment ago, when she fell, the BOSS had only a little health left. With a bit more effort next time, they should be able to succeed. So she nodded and said, "Alright, feel free to ask me if you have any questions."

Among them, three young men consistently allowed their subordinate to speak on their behalf, smiling or engaging in quiet conversation.

Directly facing Zhu Qingqing's gaze

Oh? I have heard that Qingqing knows about the Dead Water Bar, which is a famous underground bar in their area. Many classmates have mentioned it with a sense of inexplicable longing. It is said that the style there is uniquely bizarre, and there are many wealthy and handsome men inside

This person is walking towards her

Xiaolong refers to the role of the younger brother, which is a ranged profession that only requires output and positioning

"Cut it out, below is the Dead Water Bar, high consumption, a bunch of second-generation rich kids hanging out inside all day. What do you expect outside? The girls are unevenly distributed."

Zhu Qingqing typed the words "he he" and did not say anything else

The sky has begun to brighten, and the sounds of birds chirping and cars passing by herald the arrival of another day