King’s Landing

The percussion sounds are in order, one long, two short, and then another long.

This is the code that Jun Yuyan agreed with them on the note he wrote.

The meaning of the code means that the newcomers next door are ready and ready to start the great business of gouging out raw meat. Jun Yuyan said that they can prepare to receive the discharger and throw it into the footbath.

In fact, the person that Xin Lei bumped into before was not random.

Jun Yuyan took a careful look at them when the newcomers came out.

Some people looked panicked, some people pretended to be calm but their hands were shaking, and some people looked indifferent.

And only the person they chose to deliver the message was truly calm, and at the same time not the kind of person who didn't care about other people.

When they first came out of the iron railings in the morning, a young man was probably frightened by the tragic appearance of the electric shock he saw before, so his legs were weak and he almost fell on the ground.

The others just acted and didn't see it, only the male mercenary helped him subconsciously.

It's not that other people have any problems. After all, everyone is a newcomer to such a ghost place, and it is normal to be prepared.

Not supporting is duty, supporting is affection.

However, Jun Yu said that the person they want to choose must still maintain some sympathy for others, so as to ensure that he can pass all the information to all other newcomers.

So in the end, Jun Yuyan and Xin Lei discussed it and decided to choose him.

In the end, they didn't even know the person's name.

After all, it only took a few minutes from Jun Yuyan's face-to-face observation of the newcomers in the morning to when she decided who would do the bridge.

Here, Jun Yuyan had just bandaged his wound when he heard a voice from next door. Facts have proved that Jun Yuyan really did not see the wrong person.

So, she also tapped a few times at the same frequency according to the agreed code, and by the way threw another flashlight along the crack of the iron railing, which meant that their side was also ready, and he could start.

With a faint groan that escaped in the air, Jun Yuyan and others probably knew that the other party had also started to cut flesh with a knife.

About two minutes later, along the gap between the iron railings, a bunch of things were thrown by the next door, tied with ropes.

Jun Yuyan picked it up and took a look. First, he immediately threw the discharger that was still bloodshot inside into the footbath, and then picked up the torn clothes that wrapped the discharger.

There are words on the clothes, written in blood.

Jun Yuyan couldn't help raising his eyebrows after reading the words written on it by the weak light of the flashlight.

Probably because he knew the time was running out, his handwriting was dazzling and his words were very brief.

The meaning of the note is that among the newcomers here, there are several people who do not want to participate in this matter.

Whether it was because they didn't believe in them, or they didn't want to suffer the pain of being cut into flesh, for various reasons, only eight of the twenty-seven newcomers were willing to escape with them.

Of course, they won't report Jun Yuyan and others, that is, they don't know anything, they won't participate, and they have nothing to do with them.

Jun Yuyan couldn't help but raised the corner of his mouth and smiled silently.

How to say, she actually expected this situation long ago.

For these newcomers, the Longan who has captured them now is just to let them go to fight in the virtual space without any risk of life, and then the food will be a little more unpalatable.

At this time, the actual damage to their interests is not so great.

However, they had definitely seen the power of that discharger. So their desire to escape is not particularly strong.

What's more, since they didn't have any actual communication during the day, these newcomers didn't know whether Jun Yuyan had a comprehensive plan.

Instead of believing that a person like Jun Yuyan, whom they don’t know or know at all, participates in a prison escape plan with no future in sight, it’s better to stay here honestly, and wait for an opportunity to escape later. It's too late to die.

Well, can't die.

To put it bluntly, it is because the information is not equal.

Jun Yuyan said that their group of people who had experienced trials knew how low the survival rate was here, but the newcomers didn't.

So I still have a fluke mentality, thinking that anyway, I can eat and drink here without dying, and for the time being, there is no need to risk my life to participate in a stranger's ignorant escape plan.

Even, they have to experience the pain of being cut into flesh by a knife.

Not to mention, the conditions of the newcomers are not as good as Jun Yuyan's.

Jun Yuyan said that there are at least antibiotics and used bandages here. They really only have a knife.

After digging out the discharger, I could only tear my clothes into small strips and bandage them together.

Jun Yuyan raised his brows, stared blankly at the letter written in blood, then wrote back three large characters with his pen, and threw it back.

'Let them go'.

That's right, for Jun Yuyan, it's actually a burden to go out with so many people.

She still wanted to give them a hand, just because her conscience wasn't dead yet.

But now, I want to pull them, and I can't blame others for not being appreciative!

That being the case. The way forward. Whether they are dead or alive has nothing to do with her.

She has done everything she can, and as for the final result, it is a personal choice.

After Jun Yuyan threw the clothes over, the other side seemed to be silent for a minute, and then continued the process of digging for meat.

By the time the eight people on the opposite side dug out all the dischargers and threw them to Jun Yuyan for disposal, it was already midnight.

After confirming that no one on the other side wanted to participate anymore, Jun Yuyan yawned and said that he was really sleepy, and he had to prepare for the upcoming battle tomorrow.

So, go to sleep, go to sleep.

Moji: 'Master, you are really lazy TAT. ’

Jun Yuyan used his mental power to slap the image of the inkblot on the ground with a slap, and then said righteously: 'Look at what time it is now! It's almost three in the morning, okay? Our daily wake-up time is at 7:30. I'm already very hardworking, okay? It's just a model worker, isn't it? ’

Moji rubbed his head, which was patted, and said silently, "When you look at others rebelling, you basically couldn't sleep with excitement the night before." You can tell by looking at Xin Lei's excited look, he is still wiping blood with his clothes. ’

Saying that, he gave Jun Yuyan a blank look: 'Look at you again, you look lazy. Those who know say that you are going to escape from prison tomorrow, but those who don't know think that you are going to sleep at home on vacation tomorrow! ’

Jun Yuyan: ...Does this mean that my mental quality is good? ? ? !

In any case, the night passed in the bickering between Jun Yuyan and Moji.

When the uniformed men came to call the next day, Jun Yuyan had two **** eye circles in his eyes.

Jun Yuyan: ... (rolling up his sleeves) Ink! Come over here!

Moji: (Sayazi runs away) hiahia~

And here, the man in uniform who doesn't know anything has already begun to prepare to open the iron railings for a routine morning exercise.