It's not too much to say that a beauty is a little bit stronger

"I need a resurrection item, I must get it!"

A player with a bloody face roared, his eyes filled with despair and madness.

His voice seemed to ignite some kind of gunpowder, and the players who had originally had some rationality instantly fell into even more terrifying chaos.

How many players who step into "Atonement Island" come here for the rumored resurrection item?

It is a legendary prop, and its existence means that lovers and friends who have died can be resurrected because of the prop.

They don't want to die at the very beginning of the game, no, absolutely not.

"How can I die like this? All my efforts will be wasted!" The skinny player's eyes were bloodshot and his voice was hoarse, as if he was on the verge of collapse due to the torture of the game.

"All of you go die. Only when you die will I have a chance! Only when I have a chance, as long as you die, she can be resurrected, haha!"

He was like a madman, hacking at people. Such behavior was actually extremely childish and stupid according to the eighth-level game level.

But how many players who come to the Island of Redemption have already gone insane and reached the extreme of madness and despair?

What's the difference between living without ties and hope and being dead?

Countless sharp weapons slashed across the skinny player's back, and blood gushed out.

He groaned and fell to the ground. He stretched out his hand unwillingly, but could only grab empty soil.

The weak suffer first.

Players without sufficient strength become extremely vulnerable in the melee and become victims of this tragedy.

Every time someone dies, they have one less competitor.

Even when the numbers had long since become divisible by three, the killing continued.

In fact, the killing would have gone on regardless of whether this isolated person existed or not.

Preliminary screening is the first step in raising Gu.

Every fallen corpse is a stepping stone to victory in the game.

As for the absolutely strong ones, they didn't have to worry about dying in the first round, so they watched this crazy massacre coldly.

Under a huge dead tree, the group of JOKER players watched the melee with a sneer.

Just watch the show quietly, as if enjoying a wonderful performance.

Soon, his eyes fell on Xiao Huai.

Xiao Huai walked towards one person and swept away all the crazy players.

That was someone Xiao Huai was familiar with. He remembered that the last time they met, they had dinner and drinks together.

He always smiles foolishly, without any scruples. The girls next to him would complain about him from time to time, saying they dislike him, but their eyes are full of helplessness and tacit warmth.

"What a stupid dog."

Those words still seem to echo in my ears.

Now, the girl is gone, and the noise and laughter of the past have fallen into a silent abyss with her departure.

That voice will never be heard again, and he will no longer laugh foolishly.

Chen Chong stood there quietly, terribly silent, as if everything had nothing to do with him, and his eyes had lost their former luster.

Whenever someone rushed towards him, he could always dodge sideways. He guessed all the movements, as if he had predicted them long ago.

The players had handcuffs on their wrists, however, this did not stop their rampage.

Even if their hands are tied, they can still attack without hesitation. After all, in this world, killing people sometimes does not require the freedom of their hands and feet.

Superpowers are the real killing weapon.

But Chen Chong was out of tune with them.

He stood there quietly, the handcuffs locked around his wrists, showing no sign of struggling.

As if these handcuffs belonged to him.

He seemed like a man who had truly come to atone for his sins.

Xiao Huai walked towards him, without saying a word, a bunch of dogtail flowers appeared in his hand.

"She said you picked the wrong flower, but you know you didn't."

They are rooted in ordinary soil and grow quietly, without being ostentatious or eye-catching.

There is no dazzling posture and no eye-catching fragrance.

They are unknown and ignored, just like some emotions hidden deep in the heart - no one understands them, but they are always firm.

Secret love and promise will never fade away from the beginning to the end.

Chen Chong's pupils dilated slightly. He had actually noticed Xiao Huai entering the Island of Atonement a long time ago. He didn't want to look up, didn't want to see him, and didn't want to greet him.

I don't want to recall those past memories because of him.

The more beautiful the memory, the more painful it is to recall it.

But now Xiao Huai was walking towards him, holding the bouquet of flowers, a bouquet whose deep meaning Jiang Wenmei had never noticed.

Chen Chong raised her eyes cautiously, her hand trembling slightly as she very slowly took the bouquet and forced a smile: "Long time no see... Xiao Huai."

He noticed that his voice was hoarse and a little dry, as if he didn't want Xiao Huai to notice it. He scratched his head stupidly and pretended to be confused: "My eyesight is not good, I didn't see it."

But now no one would complain that he was playing dumb, and Xiao Huai saw through his story at a glance.

Xiao Huai didn't ask him what happened, nor did he try to find out what happened to Jiang Wenmei.

Because it's all too obvious.

The inseparable girl and the rumored resurrection item...

He patted Chen Chong's shoulder, stood with him, and said calmly:

"You're the only one I know here." His eyes fell on the corner of Chen Chong's eyes. "Would you like to team up with me?"

There are not many words, but they reveal a silent power.

At that moment, an invisible barrier seemed to isolate the noise and chaos from the outside world.

Chen Chong knew what Xiao Huai was telling him.

You are not alone.

Chen Chong's Adam's apple trembled slightly, and she could no longer control herself and lowered her head, biting her lower lip tightly, almost breaking it.

Countless complicated emotions surged in his heart like a tsunami. It was not until a long time later that he hummed softly, as if he had used up his last bit of strength.

There were only two minutes left. A boy with blood on his face and a knife on his leg ran to Xiao Huai as if fleeing and knelt on the ground.

"Please, please take me with you."

Xiao Huai gave him a cold look and indeed wanted to form a team of three.

Xiao Huai's gaze fell on the wound on his leg. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he tilted his head lazily.

"Okay."

The boy seemed to be saved and shouted thank you several times in a row.

The Gu Plate was complete, and within just ten minutes, only twenty-eight players remained, and a quarter of the players didn't even know what the first level was about.

Human blood seeped into the soil, staining it a glaring red.

"The countdown has ended. Congratulations to the players who successfully formed a team!"

A congratulatory window popped up on the system interface for players who successfully formed a three-person team.

Twenty-eight people, and there is still one lone player.

And that player had already turned into a madman with bloodlust in his eyes.