The Trial Game of Life

"If this is the case, then don’t worry. Now the access between Yongye City and the various copies is cut off. If we want to save Lilith out, we can wait for the celebration to end. In this way, we have only one barrier left to break. Layer." Wen Xiaoming's attitude is quite optimistic.

This is the villa in Area A. Wen Xiaoming stayed in the laboratory to tinker with his medicine. Jin Cheng came over to tell him about the rat, because Wen Xiaoming had an absolute say in weapons and equipment.

If there is a barrier between Yongye City and the copy itself, then the passage between the two during the celebration is cut off, which is equivalent to adding another layer. What Wen Xiaoming said was not unreasonable.

Jin Cheng nodded, and Wen Xiaoming was excited again: "Can I polish your arrow, boss, and remember the legendary metal I got last time? Maybe it can be used this time! Although only fava beans The grain is so big, but I can add it to the tip of the arrow, as long as it is wrapped in a thin layer, it will definitely break the barrier of Laozi!"

Wen Xiaoming’s excitement comes from the excitement of building weapons and the joy of finally being able to rescue Lilith. Although Lilith had a bad temper, she always made him look like a little pitiful, but Wen Xiaoming always forgave her and let her be a king in the team.

K, who watched silently behind the scenes, had no objection to their decision, because it was reasonable. Rescuing Lilith and Yu Yiyi is not a matter of urgency. If there is an easier way to face it, then of course it is undoubtedly to choose it. The key to saving people is insurance.

But this doesn't work...

K turned his attention to Tang Cuo again.

Tang Cuo’s behavior at this time makes K feel a little curious, because he is not busy doing game scores, nor busy dealing with things like Lin Yandong, Yan Yun, Xiao Tong, he is just aimless in the street go.

He put his hands in the pockets of the trench coat, and his walking posture was a little leisurely, not anxious. He seemed to be observing, observing everyone passing by, their expressions, clothing, and even a small sigh.

He listened attentively. Although he had no special expression on his face, it seemed so casual and cold, but K felt that this was the best observer.

He seems to have discovered something.

A smile appeared in the depths of K's eyes. He took a sip from the tea cup, but disgusted with the bitterness of the tea, beckoned, and opened a bottle of wine for himself.

At this time, all parts of Yongye City are proceeding in an orderly manner, noisy and thrilling, but still hovering within normal values. But the intentional person may be able to discover what storms are brewing under this noise, like the tranquility before the storm.

Also, it should be discovered.

K watched Tang Cuo walked all the way from the c zone to the central zone. After a few days of scoring, he was able to avoid the npc that triggered the game and was unobstructed.

At the gift hill in front, the clown's business was finally hot, and the apple pickers lined up.

The last two days are left until the arrival of the ghost festival.

Tang Cuo stood up from a roof and looked up. Players on the Gift Hill dangled with bamboo poles, passing by the red apple several times in exchange for watching the crowd for a while.

But Tang Cuo did not stay here for long, he just stayed for a while, just like he was on the way when he came, seeing any scenes of interest, he stopped to take a look.

He even passed Yan Yun so straight.

Yan Yun has been telling books. He can pass the game without any effort while telling a story, or he can tell a long-term story casually while playing games with others.

He was confident and casual, as if all over his body exuded a charming glory. More and more people gathered around him, and even some Red List players are watching.

K was not surprised that he could do this, but Tang Cuo seemed uninterested in it. He glanced at Yan Yun for a few moments, and then walked back to the game lobby.

In front of the game machine in the game lobby, there are not many players who come to collect the evil spirit badge. Tang Cuo got one without queuing. Some people around him recognized him, and they were all stunned that Tang Cuo would come to pick it up.

Are they very opposed?

Some people couldn't help but step forward to ask, but although Tang Cuo had a Zhou Zheng's kind face, his temperament was extraordinarily unattractive, making people daunting.

And while everyone was hesitating to dare to step forward, Tang Cuo suddenly strode to the corner, grabbed the collar of a player sitting on the ground, and simply dragged him out.

"what happened???"

"what happened?"

In the sound of doubt, Tang Cuo squatted halfway, looking directly at the man's eyes, frowning slightly. The man was slightly panicked, holding the weapon in one hand, his eyes wide open, "What do you want to do?"

Tangcuo: "You Yintang black."

The man: "?"

Tang Cuo: "You are dying."

The man: "???

what!

k laughed down on the futon, and a few drops of wine were spilled from the glass.

Tang Ruo, a cold-hearted brother, would not bother to explain his words and deeds. He pressed the man's rebellious hand with four or two pounds, and then removed his weapon with a "bang", asking, "When did you get your badge of evil spirits?"

The man was ignorant and replied subconsciously: "I will take it as soon as I come out..."

Tang Cuo: "You are dead."

The man: "So why am I dead!? No, not right-am I dead?! I came here only after I died!"

Tang Cuo finally found his own speech error and remained silent for a second, choosing to ignore it. Since he took out the Badge Badge from this player and compared it with the one he had just received, he discovered the problem.

The evil spirit badge is a silver badge. Silver will oxidize when exposed to air, but it is not fast. But the badge of this player in front of him is obviously darker.

"Yintang is black", not because Tang Cuo said casually, nor did he suddenly change his face to look at the face, but he found that some of the players' Yintang did have signs of blackening. It's not obvious, but it's enough for Tang Cuo.

K carefully recalled that Jin Cheng's little boyfriend seemed to be a detective during his lifetime.

really interesting.

"Don't take it with you if you are afraid of death." After reading Tang Cuo, he threw back the evil spirit badge. The man didn't seem to expect Tang Cuo to return, and he froze for a moment before asking: "What the **** does that mean? What's wrong with this badge?!"

Tang Cuo stopped walking and turned back, "Did I say you believe it?"

This question actually asked everyone.

Before Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng did not let them receive the badge of evil spirits, saying that this would bring disaster, did they believe it?

Now Tang Cuo said, "Don't take it with you if you are afraid of death." Do they believe it?

Neither right nor left is a matter of belief or unbelief, Tang Cuo is too lazy to explain.

This matter cannot be explained yet.

Tang Cuo had never believed that Lin Yandong would be a person who was waiting to be killed. He was now kept in a cage and watching nothing, but Tang Cuo still kept his eyes open. He has been observing, but why there is such a situation as "yintang black", what consequences will be caused, it is unknown at present. The one just came out is a reminder, there is no more.

Suddenly he remembered the system's two "concealed" warnings of wearing evil spirit badges, which is probably more troublesome than expected.

Thinking of this, Tangcuo immediately returned to Area C.

Xiao Tong just woke up from a nightmare at this time, sitting up from the bed with his heart in his mouth, panting, and faintly disconcerted. He walked to the window and opened the curtain to look down, but Yongye City was still noisy.

The old projector is still playing the movie, and Xiao Tong turned his head to look at the black and white image, and the uneasiness gradually enlarged. The people in the movie are mumbling, sad and sad, wearing a string of beads on the wrist holding the dagger.

He suddenly remembered the string of beads he gave to Lin Yandong, who seemed to have been wearing it all the time.

The sharp blades cut through the arteries, and blood spewed like a butterfly with a broken wing. Xiao Tong's eyelids jumped slightly, grabbed the stick next to him and walked away, faster and faster.

Tang Cuo happened to come back, and the two met in the corridor with the same voice: "Follow (take) me to see Lin Yandong."

Xiao Tong was slightly surprised, and immediately frowned. Tang Cuo can say this sentence, it must be what he found. But Tang Cuo didn't have much time to explain, turned around and called the mouse in the room, and then fired the newspaper fireworks.

Waiting for ten seconds, Leng Miao tears open the crack in the space.

"What's wrong?" He stepped out with one foot, and most of his body remained in the crack.

"I have something to ask Lin Yandong." Tang Cuo came straight to the point.

"So many people go together?" Leng Miao frowned, focusing on Xiao Tong, and asked, "Are you sure?"

"Ok." Tang Cuo said.

"No need to discuss with Jin Cheng again?"

"Do you think I can't be the master?"

Facing Tang Cuo's sharp gaze, Leng Miao shrugged uninterestingly. He didn't want to control the affairs between Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo, they didn't care about him, but--

Leng Miao narrowed her eyes and stared at Xiao Tong, warning: "Don't think of saving Lin Yandong out."

After finishing the speech, Leng Miao did not care about Xiao Tong's reaction. He took out the magic wand and hooked the edge of the crack in the space. When he pulled hard, the crack expanded to twice its original size.

"Come in." He said in a cold voice, but did not look back, turned around and disappeared into the black space inside the crack.

"Different space?" Xiao Tong knew the goods. He had guessed where Tang Cuo would hide Lin Yandong. Now when Leng Miao reveals this hand, he understands it completely.

The ultimate meaning of the magic of the space department is to open up a space unique to itself, but no one knows that Leng Miao has reached this level.

The space is dark.

The three Tangcuo followed Lengmiao forward, and only their footsteps echoed around, quiet and strange. The mouse followed Tang Cuo in fear, and even reached out to pull Tang Cuo's clothes, lest they might be left behind.

I don't know how long after that, Leng Miao finally stretched out the magic wand and pushed forward, and he opened a black curtain. Light pours out of it, a few mermaids pour in, and the aroma of the hot pot comes out.

"Yo." Zhang San, who is scalding his belly, looked up. "What's the wind blowing today, so many people?"

Leng Miao black face: "I tell you not to eat hot pot here."

Zhang San: "Isn't this boring? There are only three people in total. He doesn't talk, you don't like to talk, I can clean up besides eating hot pot?"

Xiao Tong was the last one to walk in. Zhang San first saw Tang Cuo and the mouse before finally seeing him. The moment the eyes met, Zhang San was almost scared to slide off the seat, "Ouch, I'm going--"

The one who reacted more than him was the mouse.

Zhang San was scared that Xiao Tong would settle accounts with him. The mouse looked in horror at the direction of the black iron cage in the corner, covered his ears with both hands, and began to scream, trembling.

This call attracted everyone's attention. Tang Cuo knows that bringing a mouse is the right one. This is a natural human translation machine.

"Don't be afraid." He put his hand on the mouse's shoulder. "Tell me, what did you hear?"

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