Today, I Have Yet to Become a Doll

Chapter 642 Happy Battlefield 18

Time passed by one minute and one second.

Leonid stiffly stood on the stage, except that his mouth and eyes could move, and the rest of the place was like wood, unconscious.

He still had the strength to curse at first, but later he probably couldn't curse anymore, and he closed his mouth and rested.

The players were surprised at first, then quietly agitated.

Because the two people on the stage are indiscriminate, the chaos game cannot continue.

The Ombudsman did not mean to intervene, and smiled: "This game is not limited in time ~"

Everyone had to wait patiently.

The short man on the stage took out compressed biscuits and nibbled.

There was a bad hunch in everyone's heart.

As expected, the guy had eaten biscuits, took out a small kettle, and drank two sips of water-just like a long-term plan.

Talking and laughing under the stage, Tanxiao could not help swallowing saliva and said, "I am thirsty too."

He and Shen Mo have been in the maze twice. It ’s okay not to eat for a day or two, but it ’s really uncomfortable not to drink water for a long time.

Other players were also dissatisfied: "This guy actually brought food and water! Shit! Is this trying to kill us?"

Shen Mo frowned slightly, turned to the auditorium, and said to the laugh: "Sit down and rest."

Tan Xiao looked at the stage, followed Shen Mo and went to the auditorium, and sighed: "If Sister Wei is here, just fine."

——When the doll house opens, why not worry about eating or drinking?

Shen Mo remembered Bai Youwei, and she was a little fascinated for a moment.

He wanted to have a quick battle, and to combine these masters of force, just to go through a wave of violence, but he did not expect that he would be disrupted by various props.

The werewolf in front has been delayed for 12 hours, and this time a wooden man appeared, I don't know how long it will take.

When she went out late, she wouldn't see him, would she be worried?

Shen Mo thought about some trivial matters, his mind was ups and downs, and he couldn't help but be agitated.

He closed his eyes and forced himself to rest quietly.

Chatting and looking at Shen Mo, and then looking at other players around, they are also bored and can only stare at the stage.

...

The short man only carried a small amount of food and water. After eating and drinking, he fell asleep against the railing on the edge of the stage.

Many players at the bottom feel disgusted with this delaying time, but there is no way.

I thought the opponent had a good rest and it was time to start the game, but after sleeping for seven or eight hours, the opponent still had no intention of shooting.

Leonid stood on the stage, naturally unable to sleep, and his eyes were red.

Shen Mo said to him under the stage: "The other party wants to consume your physical strength, rest assured, the time will not be too long, at most two days, otherwise his physical strength will not keep up, this is a damage to the enemy. way of doing."

Leonid blows his beard and glares his eyes. "Is he, isn't it two days long ?!"

It doesn't matter how much the fire is, if you can't move, you can't move.

Tan Xiao sighed: "This prop is so powerful, it can last so long ..."

"In fact, it's very tasteless," Shen Mo said lightly. "When meeting a team with companions, this kind of props have no value."

The reason why the Beard is so difficult is because no one else can come to the stage to help him, otherwise he will be able to regain his freedom with a random touch, and the imprisonment will naturally be meaningless.

Now the beard can't move, the opponent can't touch him, and the game can't be played.

Anxious emotions spread across the field.

Everyone, from anxiety to irritability, to helplessness and numbness, can only continue to wait.

...

After 36 hours, Leonid's body shook and suddenly fell to the ground.

And his opponent has been waiting for a long time, and when the time is up, he rushes over and launches an attack on Leonid!

(End of this chapter)