"Up here, please? This is also grape juice. I ordered it specially for you."

Jinghe gave a thumbs up.

Yun Tuan raised her eyebrows. She felt her cheeks were a little sour and had a vague sense of nausea. She quickly picked up the ordinary grape juice on the side and drank a few sips of it before the overbearing and weird feeling was suppressed.

When Jing He saw it, he kept shaking his head, took the bottle, poured himself a cup-sized amount, and sipped it like he was tasting old wine.

"Ugh... holy shit! It tastes so bad, how did you swallow it?"

Jinghe rushed to the side of the pool and rinsed his mouth with tap water.

Yun Tuan pursed his lips and held back two words for a while, "Waste."

She was just about to take the bottle and secretly pour some for Jing Yu, but she was held down. "Don't force yourself to eat things that are really difficult to eat. It's not good for your health."

Yun Tuan put down the bottle, feeling a little guilty and embarrassed for no reason, "Okay."

"Tsk, that's such a double standard. I just have to drink it after opening it. If I go to Xiao Yun Tuan's place, I don't need it." Jing He raised his head, with a few drops of tap water still hanging on his chin.

"You can save your bottle of sour drink for later."

"嘁——"

……

Early the next morning, Yun Tuan opened his eyes early, washed himself, walked out of the bedroom, and found the Jing brothers lying on the ground.

One head is facing the window and the other is facing the door.

She checked briefly and then took out the blood oximeter to judge the situation. The two people should have entered the dungeon.

She didn't go this time, which may have something to do with what Yu Mian said about "lowering the frequency of entering dungeons."

The clouds carried the people back to their own rooms and closed the door.

She went downstairs to have breakfast, and after the sleepiest half hour passed, she packed up and planned to go to the paradise.

Audit room.

Yun Tuan looked at the black tofu cube on the head of the civet cat and was stunned for a few seconds.

"Xiao Xi, can I take out my props?" she asked softly.

The electronic eye flew to her shoulder, and she watched the show calmly, [It's okay, but the lethality of the tofu brain has been reduced, but the character seems to be worse...]

"Character? How do you judge it?" Yun Tuan continued to ask.

[What you feel, see——]

I saw the civet cat scratching its head with its paws in annoyance, but the black tofu chunks would turn into a flat puddle the moment the paws touched it, sticking to the cat's hair, and would return to their original shape when the paws were removed.<

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He also let out a "giggle" laugh.

"What kind of hero is bullying a cat?" Yun Tuan twitched his lips.

[The cloud, it is not a hero, it is just a projection of derivatives.]

"I'm too lazy to tell you, where are the other props? Where's my storage bag and dagger?" Yun Tuan looked around, but didn't see any shadow.

[It was placed in the cabinet, along with the princess's chamber pot and master key. Oh, I couldn't bring it up, so I gave it to my teammates, and Jing Yu took over.]

Yun Tuan nodded, "That's right. It's just a withered grass when you take it out. It's better to keep it for maximum use. But, can the princess's chamber pot be returned? I don't need this."

[No, Team Leader Yumian spent a lot of effort to help you take this out, it’s better to keep it.]

"He definitely did it on purpose." Yun Tuan shook his head, and the next second, a cold ring appeared on his left index finger.

It looks very similar to the equipment used in the park's live broadcast. The difference is... this ring is physical.

"Do I really no longer have to live broadcast? Or do I have to continue live broadcasting without props in the future?" Yun Tuan frowned.
Chapter completed!