“......”

"Sure enough, I'm still dead."

Song Yingsheng, who returned to the real world, silently muttered to himself, this was his own decision, and he had already come to his senses.

He didn't pay much attention to what the system said, after all, if he didn't die, how could he know that the snail was the culprit?

Thinking about this, he wanted to sort out his thoughts, but suddenly felt a little pain in his head.

This caused him to quickly look at the clock at home, and found that it showed 11 13 minutes.

Do you remember what time it was when Yun Hu'an left? It's probably just over 12 o'clock.

Then, Song Yingsheng rested for about a few dozen minutes and began his cleaning work, which would not take more than an hour.

But in that copy, he played for hours just by playing the game.

Obviously, the flow rate of time is not the same on both sides.

This is also the reason why Song Yingsheng, who came out of the copy, had a headache.

The memory of a long time was forcibly stuffed into Song Yingsheng's mind in a short period of time, and it was natural that he would have a headache.

He closed his eyes slightly and exhaled.

I waited for about a few tens of seconds to let my body gradually get used to it.

And then the thinking begins.

In fact, he didn't have to think too much, he already knew the answer.

After all, the name of the dungeon is 'Mysterious Snail', and he relied on snails to enter the dungeon, and he died because of snails.

So the snail is the enemy of this copy, and if he touches them, he will die instantly.

So, you might think, since snails kill him, isn't the best thing to do is to avoid them?

It's a good idea and explains some of the things that happened before.

Remember what the bodyguard said? He said that 'Mr. Song' told him that he would not go out recently.

This means that he in this world knows that there is something wrong with snails.

That's why he chose to stay in the office and arrange for those bodyguards to clean up the small animals in the neighborhood at any time, so that the evil snails would not have the opportunity to touch him.

This should be the truth of the matter.

But anyone with a discerning eye knows that this is not the way to do it after all.

Because it's just running away from the problem, it doesn't cure the snail problem.

And to avoid it, you can't avoid it for a lifetime.

Song Yingsheng needs to investigate why the snail was able to kill himself, even if he can't investigate, then he must find a way to avoid being killed.

Having the status of a multi-millionaire is what allows him to do this.

Instead of letting him be crazy and hedonistic like he did at the beginning!

After comprehending this, Song Yingsheng immediately understood, nodded again, and came to the copy world.

Close your eyes, open them, and what you see is a huge office.

It's eight o'clock in the morning, and Song Yingsheng was here at the beginning, and he had fun until two o'clock in the afternoon, and then he went to Yunming's private kitchen to eat.

The only clue now is that he knows that the snails in the restaurant are going to kill him.

Then, this should be the focus of his investigation.

He pushed open the office door and walked out, seeing bodyguards approaching him one after another.

With the experience of the last time, he certainly won't panic this time.

"I'm going to Yunming's private kitchen." Song Yingsheng said.

The bodyguards said yes.

But at this moment, one of the bodyguards raised his hand, as if he wanted to say something.

Song Yingsheng stopped him from speaking and said, "You want to say that I clearly told you before that I won't go out recently, right?" ”

"Yes." The bodyguard nodded, a little shocked in his heart.

What I want to say, Mr. Song already knows!

He didn't know that this was because Mr. Song could be resurrected, so he could only attribute it to Mr. Song's clever calculation, and he had already guessed what he would say.

And Song Yingsheng didn't defend anything, even if he saw that admiring expression, he just touched his nose and said, "But I suddenly remembered that there are some things to investigate, so I have to go out for a while, and I'm bothering you." ”

"Don't dare to be!" The bodyguards were taken aback by Song Yingsheng's modesty, and hurriedly returned the salute.

It's so grateful that such a big man is so humble to them!

They sighed in their hearts.

In this kind of scene similar to Cao Cao's meeting with Xu You, Song Yingsheng took his bodyguards to Yunming's private kitchen.

He caught the chef out, and the chef was startled, nodded and smiled: "Mr. Song, what are you looking for me for?" ”

At this time, he was actually a little puzzled in his heart, he didn't seem to have done anything wrong, why was Mr. Song's eyes and expression so serious?

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He also tried to act pathetic, like a shivering bunny.

However, for Song Yingsheng, he didn't bother to pay attention to the chef's expression, and asked sharply: "Your main dish today should be mage baked snails, right?" ”

"Right...... Mr. Song, do you want to eat? But I haven't started cooking yet......"

"Take me to see it." Song Yingsheng commanded directly, and it seemed that he had completely substituted himself as a billionaire.

This can be regarded as a change of mentality, when he ate at the restaurant, he was still afraid that others would laugh at him.

But when he left the primary world and returned to the dungeon world, he suddenly felt a sense of detachment from reality.

Although everything in front of him was real, he began to feel that these people were NPCs.

Even if their every move is like a real person.

No, maybe they are real people at all, and Song Yingsheng can't separate the difference between the two.

But so what? After all, he is just a passerby in this dungeon world.

He came to this world as a contestant, not as a native of this copy world.

Then, he doesn't need to be too humble with NPCs, which doesn't mean that he has to behave very arrogantly, it just means that he has to find out the direction of the perfect ending as soon as possible without affecting the world.

Facing Song Yingsheng's request, the chef nodded.

This is because Yunming's private chef is a part of Tengda, and Mr. Song, as the major shareholder, can also be regarded as the chef's boss.

It was impossible for Chef not to agree to his request.

The two walked into the kitchen, passed through several doors, and finally stopped in front of the door of a small room.

The chef pointed to the door and said to Song Yingsheng:

"That's where I store the snails, they're fresh, flown in from France and ...... in the freezer."

He explained one after another, but halfway through his explanation, he suddenly stopped.

And, with a panicked expression.

Even Song Yingsheng is the same.

Because at that moment, both of them suddenly heard a loud noise in the small room!

It was a sea of crashing sounds, and it began to pound against the closed door.

Song Yingsheng thought that the door could resist a little more, but it turned out that the door seemed to be a tofu scum project, and it didn't resist the impact for too long at all!

After just a few seconds of sluggishness, Song Yingsheng saw that hundreds of snails rushed out of it!

“？？？”

Song Yingsheng was dumbfounded.

If you have watched the movie "World War Z", you can think that the current snails are actually like the zombies in it.

They were rushing wildly, like elementary school students after school, although the speed was not fast, only tens of centimeters a second, but Song Yingsheng could see that those snails were chasing him!

That's hundreds of snails! It's all chasing him!