Yang Ni sighed slightly, patted Bai Ye on the shoulder, opened the door and walked out first.

Cookie followed closely behind. When she passed by Bai Ye, she couldn't help but look back at him and found that he was not paying attention to him. So she swallowed the words that had already reached her mouth and walked out of the door.

The wooden door closed again, making a muffled sound, neither light nor heavy, and Bai Ye, who had been standing still, seemed to be suddenly awakened. He turned around and looked at Jiang Yan's body, but his eyes were full of complexity.

This game lasted nearly 4 hours in total. It should be around 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, but there is no difference between darkness and daytime on Huangquan Street. The street lights are bright, and the shops on both sides of the road are brightly lit, just like the scene when entering the game. However, the sky is still gray, as if the light has been swallowed up.

In fact, after the vitality of fine soaking reaches 200, the human body only needs to rest for 2 hours a day. After the 300s, it does not even need to sleep. Most people hide in various shops and are caring.

Just take out an hour of visa time, these dying people who are surviving from death can enjoy a full day of luxury.

Although this street is not long, the service and sensory stimulation that can be enjoyed here are unimaginable to ordinary people.

It's like some private clubs, a huge place that only serves one table of food a day.

At present, Yang Ni's fine bubble vitality is only in his early 130s, and only the tissue strength is about to exceed 200. After 4 hours of fighting, escaping, nervousness and ecstasy, the ubiquitous feeling of fatigue is coming like a huge wave.

Looking at the cookies again, my eyes could hardly open.

She is still young and is sleepy. Her mental strength is different from physical strength, and her recovery speed is extremely slow. If she uses too much, it will cause sequelae such as inattention, which makes it even more likely to make people sleepy.

There were still 20 hours left before the next game, so Yang Ni and Cookie were not in a hurry, and both returned to their room and slept in a dark place.

By the time Yang Ni opened his eyes again, it was already 10 o'clock in the morning.

Although there is no difference between day and night on Huangquan Street, time is the same as in reality, and there are even more clocks indicating time. There will be one in the windows of every two or three shops outside, and one is also hung on the walls of the living room and cannot be removed.

It seems that the precious time is always reminding everyone of the preciousness of time, and it is also reminding everyone to accept the Huangquan game at 8 o'clock in the evening.

As always, she knocked on the door of the cookie's house next door. This time the little girl had woken up long ago. She welcomed Yang Ni into the house for the first time and ran to the inner room to change her clothes.

This is the first time Yang Ni has entered Cookie's house.

The room is arranged like an ordinary girl's room. There are all kinds of dresses, snacks, and small round-headed leather shoes everywhere. People who don't know think they have entered the department store warehouse.

No wonder, there are all kinds of shops on Huangquan Street. It doesn’t take 10 seconds to buy a gorgeous piece of clothing. Girls who are already resistant to beautiful things naturally have to keep buying and buying.

After walking around, the careful Yang Ni found some different things.

There are almost everything in this room, there are two pink bicycles, and there is even a huge aircraft carrier model, but there is no doll that girls like the most.

It can be said that there are no doll-type toys of any type in the cookie's room.

This is a bit unusual. It is almost impossible for a girl to have a doll without a boy to have a car.

Yang Ni is not a troublesome person, not to mention that on this Huangquan Street, Cookie is almost the youngest dying person. What exactly makes a fifteen or sixteen-year-old innocent loli burst into such a strong obsession before her death, and thus get the guidance of the Lord of the Huangquan. If Cookie doesn't say it, Yang Ni naturally won't ask.

In the eyes of many dying people, sometimes their obsessions are more confidential than their own natal life.

Many times, people in the same store are dying because they often participate in team games and are familiar with each other's natals, but they know nothing about each other's obsession.

The reason why obsession is obsession is that it must be done by himself.

Half an hour later, just as Yang Ni was about to finish reading all the comic books in the room, the cookie finally came out of the inner room shyly.

She was wearing a plain blue dress with the hem just up to her knees. She had some white stripes on her skirt. She wore white stockings on her calves, which were just up to her knees. However, while walking, she could vaguely see a small part of the skin on her thighs and a pair of round-headed black leather shoes on her feet, polished shinyly.

Her hair was very dense, but it was not long. She tied two thick ponytails, and the braid tips were just below the earlobe.

Yang Ni looked at her, rubbed her stomach and said, "You are too slow, you are almost starving to death. Let's go to have a meal first."

After saying that, he turned around and left the door.

The cookie's originally red face was instantly covered with a layer of frost. Yang Ni had no reaction to his painstaking costume and stomped his feet hatefully.

Then he saw that Yang Ni was about to walk to the stairs, so he had to follow him unhappily.

This time, the two chose a French restaurant. After opening the door, they found that the clerk of this store was not exactly a raccoon. The middle-aged man who was slightly fat in the kitchen was a slightly fat middle-aged man. When they saw them coming in, they just smiled slightly, but the movements in their hands did not stop at all.

There were two or three young people in the store, drinking the drinks in the cup boredly. They looked at them and turned their eyes silently.

Cookie leaned toward her body and whispered to Yang Ni: "This seems to be a store created by a player,"

Yang Ni didn't care much. The huge physical exhaustion the night before and the accelerated cell vitality made him hungry now. After taking the menu handed over by the raccoon cat servant, he hurriedly ordered a few.

This French restaurant has a bit of a private kitchen. The store is not big, with only 2 or 3 tables. Yang Ni and Cookie sat on the only empty largest one, facing the middle-aged man's operating table.

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This is the first time Yang Ni has seen a shop rented by a player. The "Huangquan Antou" teahouse and the "Qinghong Assassin" tattoo shop that he had heard of before are just abstract concepts, unlike this store, which is placed in front of him.

Although Yang Ni is not old, he is also the head of a team of 5 or 6 people in reality, so he is well aware of the power of teamwork. In his plan, it is only a matter of time before the rent is too expensive, and Yang Ni can't afford the money for the time being.
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