Laughing, the host always wants to escape

Hearing his words, He Xiaolai felt much better. He looked at Tang Cuo beside him, then turned his gaze to Jian Rong and nodded heavily, "That's true. Being afraid doesn't seem to be of any use."

He scratched his head and said a little embarrassedly, "I'm sorry for bringing bad emotions to you."

"It doesn't matter. Since we are a team, we are brothers. What's the difference between you and us?" Chu Lin patted his shoulder.

"Then let Rong go for the next draw..." I don't believe his luck is this bad? He is the protagonist after all.

Tang Cuo muttered to himself, and then smiled at Jian Rong.

"Yeah, sure. I have no problem with that."

"I don't have any objection either."

"random."

Seeing that no one had any objections, Tang Cuo waved in the direction of Jian Rong, signaling him to go quickly.

Several people stood there waiting for him. After a while, Jian Rong came back with a black sign and said calmly, "Rainforest."

Tang Cuo turned 360 degrees on the spot, turned his back to the others, and then clenched his teeth tightly, "Xiao Ye, isn't he the protagonist? Why is his luck so bad?"

[Host, this is actually the path that the protagonist should take. Generally speaking, he will do the most difficult thing.

Choose, and thus turn the tide, so as to show his outstanding ability. ]

"His abilities are outstanding, but mine can only make a fool of themselves?" Tang Cuo sighed helplessly.

[It's okay, host. The system detects that you will not die during this training.]

Rather than living a life worse than death, you might as well let me die directly.

Tangcuo took a deep breath and patted his chest: It's okay, Tangcuo, these days are coming to an end, just eat and wait for death.

After comforting himself, he turned around silently, looked at the few people, and forced a smile, "It's pretty good. The rainforest is actually pretty good. You can see the rain and the trees..."

"Tang Cuo, your eyebrows are almost twisted into knots, stop forcing yourself to brainwash." Duan Nanxing chuckled.

"No, I really think the rainforest is great. Come on, tell me when we're going to leave." I tried to hold on...

"Tomorrow." Jian Rong looked at his forced calm expression, which gradually became chapped, and he couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.

"Tomorrow...tomorrow?" Tang Cuo's mouth twitched. "Tomorrow will be tomorrow. I'll go back and prepare."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Cuo immediately turned around, clenched his fists, and walked towards the dormitory angrily, muttering as he walked, "Jian Rong's luck is so bad, I will never let him play the lottery again. If he goes to Tianxuan, he will definitely lose his vest..."

A few people looked at his brisk back, and their mood suddenly didn't seem so bad anymore.

Ten minutes later, everyone returned to the dormitory. Tang Cuo stuffed a small box with his clothes, then shook it in his hands a few times.

The weight is okay and shouldn't cause any burden to your movements.

Seeing that no one was in a hurry to pack their things, Tang Cuo was a little puzzled, "Aren't you guys packing your things?"

"What are you packing? We can't take anything with us when we go to PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds." He Xiao looked at the sweat on his forehead and felt reluctant to tell him.

"You can't bring anything??? Who said that?" Tang Cuo's anger increased a few decibels.

"Uh...it's written on Brother Rong's black sign that someone will distribute daggers and resources to us tomorrow, and I cannot carry anything." Chu Lin shrugged.

"Plop." The small bag in Jian Rong's hand fell to the ground with a sound. Then, he fell on the bed and rolled over several times. "Ah... I don't want to go anymore... I want to go home..."

[Very good, host. You look like a rude and unreasonable young master. Please hold on.]

"Xiao Ye, this is a true reflection of my inner feelings right now. I really don't want to go."

Seeing him lying on the bed and throwing a tantrum, He Xiaolai patted his legs and said, "Don't worry, don't we have Brother Rong? You have seen his abilities before."

Uh……

Why does this sound strangely familiar...

Tang Cuo sat up and looked at Jian Rong with tears in his eyes, "Brother Rong, please protect me (?_?)"

Hearing his words, Duan Nanxing's eyes flashed with displeasure, "Tang Cuo, I am also very capable, why don't you beg me too?"

"Then I too..."

"Follow me closely after you go in." Before Tang Cuo could finish his words, Jian Rong interrupted him.

"Okay." Seeing that he replied to him, Tang Cuo directly made an "ok" gesture.

Seeing that his thoughts were interrupted, Duan Nanxing frowned unhappily, but didn't say much.

[System detection, the attacker's hatred value has dropped to 93%, host, please keep up the good work.]

[Congratulations to the host for unlocking the key character in the follow-up plot "Escape from His Imprisonment" - Duan Nanxing]

Super… subsequent plot to escape from his captivity?

Huh? There's still imprisonment here?

[Yes, when the attacker's hatred value drops to a certain level, he will naturally develop strange feelings towards the host.]

Tang Cuo pursed his lips: You don’t mean to say that I will elope with Duan Nanxing later, right?

[This permission has not been detected. Viewing subsequent plots is not supported at this time.]

I know asking you is useless, you only tell half the story.

Tang Cuo came back to his senses, took a deep breath, and sat back on the bed: In this case, I still have to establish a good relationship with Duan Nanxing.

"By the way. Aren't we training today?" He Xiaolai suddenly remembered this and asked.

"No, we are leaving for the island tomorrow, so today's training is cancelled. Let us have a good rest and recharge our batteries." Chu Lin explained.

"At least they have some conscience." After hearing his words, Tang Cuo finally revealed a sincere smile.

This smile made Chu Lin stunned for a few seconds, "Tang Cuo, has anyone ever told you that you are really good-looking... especially when you smile."

"Yes, my brother told me that, but thank you for the compliment anyway." Tang Cuo, who was praised, felt a little better than before.

Duan Nanxing shifted his gaze to his cheek, his ears unconsciously blushed, then he turned his head and pretended to look out the window.

"Let me tell you..." Tang Cuo wanted to say something to Chu Lin, but was interrupted by Jian Rong again.

"Okay, it's getting late. Let's go to bed early. We have to get up early tomorrow." Jian Rong's voice was cold, and he seemed a little unhappy.

"Ah? We're taking a break now? The sun has just set, isn't it a bit too early?" Tang Cuo muttered, looking out the window.

"not early."

"Uh...how about you go to sleep first and we talk in a low voice?"

"Okay, you can talk, but keep your voice down. I find it noisy." Jian Rong glanced at Tang Cuo and his tone became even colder.

Without speaking out loud? Then what? Lip reading?