dramatic death

Aug 11, 18:12.

Yin Tong fell on the bed and looked at the time marked on the control panel. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at An Qi who came to play back something, rubbed his index and middle fingers, and snapped his fingers not so crisply.

About half an hour ago, Chen Yan finished his criminal declaration, and decided the next direction with a sentence similar to "Quickly clear the game, what do you like to do, let me go back to find Cheng Mingque", Partly induced and partly forced to persuade Yintong, he agreed to the mentally retarded decision of "we will attack the ending copy in the next level".

Yin Tong intended to reject it. To be reasonable, all fools know what it is like to play a level 15 raid with a 95-level novice account. Let alone whether you can go in, just a mob in it can rub you on the ground.

But Chen Yan refused to accept it. Mr. Chen has always been a typical personality who is drunk today. The standard speech skills used to refute Yintong can be summarized into three types:

1. How do you know that you can't beat it? This is a horror game, not a fighting game.

2. What if you can't beat it? Isn't BE also counted as customs clearance?

3. What are you worried about?It's as if you can get through the dungeon by yourself?Don't you want to go back to the real world?

Yin Tong thought to himself: I think so, but I have to have my life too.

His trust in Chen Yan has always been floating on the passing level, and a single inattention can break the label and go downhill.Mr. Chen's desire to survive has never been the same, with an expression of "I'm just fooling you, and you have no other choice", always open his eyes openly and talk nonsense.

But as Chen Yan said, Yin Tong really has no other choice in the current state.If he didn't form a team to brush the last copy, he could only brush alone.

Anyway, left and right are the endings of BE, and the probability of the former's survival can be higher by a few millimeters.

According to Mr. Chen, considering the problem of script capacity, the players in the team usually directly replace the dungeon NPC. If the five of them team up to brush the same dungeon, it means that almost half of the NPCs are their own.

5/11, no matter how you look at it, is higher than 1/11.

The premise is that the remaining 3 people are willing to accompany him to take this risk.

Both An Qi and Xia Zexing have not expressed their views on this matter yet, and Dong Tiantian is even more straightforward, directly suggesting that Yin Tong go downstairs to buy some food reserves, and then think about this long-term issue when he is full.There are less than two days before the opening of the next mandatory dungeon. If no one is too busy to change the time on the blackboard during this period, they can spend two wonderful nights in the dormitory.

But this probability is really pitifully small. Regardless of what the other survivors in this building think, just the chaotic and evil Han Zhaoyuan upstairs is enough for everyone in the small group to roll their eyes.

However, on the way out for food, Dong Tiantian rejected Yintong's suggestion of "go to the observation room to sleep at night".

——"That place is not safe," he frowned and sighed helplessly, "I understand Mr. Xiaoyin's precautions, but in fact, starting from 18:45 in the evening, that piece will appear Plenty," he pursed his lower lip, "well, a very 'plenty' of gingerbread men."

——"If you still remember the grand occasion when we finished changing the time for the first time, of course doing evening exercise before going to bed can just lose weight, but in fact, after you finally clean up the gingerbread man, you will have to face a midnight Wave after wave of zombie brothers."

——"The resetting time of these big brothers is as fixed as the evening news, and the visibility is not very high in the middle of the night. You said that if it wanders down under the moonlight and lies on the window of the observation room and drools at you, Are you opening the door or not?"

——Xia Zexing, who was walking in front, shook his head and let out a series of "huh" sounds, the meaning of refusal was so clear that it was hard to ignore.Yintong also sighed, pinching the roots of the mountain and said helplessly: "Of course it's impossible to open..."

——"Then let them stand outside?" Dong Tiantian raised his eyebrows and smiled, "The observation room on the first floor has two large windows half the height, you think too much of the bodies of those big brothers, you can't stop them Yes, the one you raised on the fourth floor just now, can play a very interesting night attack with you with two bumps."

Obviously, the decision to temporarily stay in the observation room is really not safe.

But it's really not a good idea to sit and wait for death. The guy upstairs is a master who may detonate at any time. Even if people don't attack him, he can take the initiative to attack him.Yin Tong frowned and walked all the way, even when he was packing snacks, his face was not very good-looking. An Qi glanced at him a few times and couldn't hold back his words. When they finished packing and were about to leave the canteen, he reached out and grabbed Yin Tong sleeves.

——"Shall we try it?" He took his eyes off Yintong for the first time, and even pointed it to Han Zhaoyuan and Dong Tiantian who were not far away, "Try going upstairs and get rid of Han Zhaoyuan first."

This word is used very vaguely, Yin Tong thought, with An Qi's personality, if he wrote this sentence in his diary, it would probably become: "Should we go upstairs and chop up Han Zhaoyuan?"

This kid has always had a tough personality. Although he put on a cute and sensible appearance on the surface, he is probably still the young boy who "would disturb everyone's peace" in his heart.

Yin Tong fell silent when he said these words. This can't be a joke. With An Qi's personality, if he can say it, he must be able to do it.

But why is he so sure he can do it?Yin Tong thought, if I asked, he would definitely avoid talking about it again.

After going through so much, Yin Tong has somewhat figured out the rhythm of An Qi's speech.Maybe Hakoniwa Online, or the plane he lives in is like a large system to him, which is loaded with shielding devices, so no matter what he says or does, he must avoid keywords and act carefully.

It's not that he can't say it, but he can't say it clearly.Just like Chen Yan, they are used to using all kinds of hints, provocations and temptations to achieve their goals, like there are countless shield words, or there is a GM.

Standing outside this plane, monitoring their words and deeds.

What will happen?

Yintong thought.

Will he be "captured", "blocked" and "deleted" like Dong Tiantian who was in the dormitory before?

He can't get an answer.

The level of this game is too much higher than his current tolerance, he is like a fledgling novice, being pushed and forced to cross the river by feeling the stones without any resistance.He didn't know if he would fall into the quagmire next step, if the end of the future would be dark, and if he was heading in the right direction, but he couldn't stop.

He has no right to stop.

It was as if he was clearly aware at this moment that An Qi was asking for his opinion.

As long as he says "yes" / "okay" / "okay", as long as he expresses a little agreement, his teenager will put this determination into action.

But is my decision really the right one?

Yin Tong thought, even if I agree, will this matter really bring benefits?

He lowered his eyes to the ground, trying his best to avoid An Qi's eyes, and the snack bag appeared and disappeared on the edge of the blind spot, just like the future he could see.

——Chen Yan stopped talking immediately, and Dong Tiantian even gasped exaggeratedly. He raised his severed hand and waved it twice in front of An Qi and the others, lamenting in a cadenced tone: "Good job!" Well, let's take customs clearance as the main goal first, so we won't display our fighting power on irrelevant bosses at this time, shall we?"

An Qi lowered his eyes to look at Yin Tong, his eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he also noticed the inappropriateness of this suggestion, he simply pursed his lips and did not speak.Xia Zexing looked around, the file of "Han Zhaoyuan" hadn't been established in his head, he hesitated for a while, and uttered a hoarse question from his throat, which was finally able to make a sound.

——"Who?" He gestured and drew a big question mark in mid-air, "Friend?"

——Dong Tiantian rolled his eyes at him: "Are you mentally retarded or lame?" Xia Zexing pursed his lips and let out a grievance. His complexion was really not very good, he didn't even dare to say the word "temporary".

—— Yin Tong glanced at him, saw clearly the grievance on his face, sighed and said with a light smile: "Han Zhaoyuan is not a good person, it's better to stay away."

So this question and "whether to form a group to brush dungeons" are listed as two big problems that cannot be solved in a small group.

Yin Tong lay back on the bed and looked at the control panel floating in front of his eyes. His eyes dangled from those black copies of the labels.

Attracted by his slippery snapping fingers, An Qi sat on the edge of the bed like a little daughter-in-law, and then lowered her head while being kissed by her cohabitant.

"What do you propose?"

Yin Tong didn't leave after the kiss. Taking advantage of the atmosphere, he turned over and sat on An Qi's waist, leaning over and lowering his head to pull the strands of hair around the child's ears.

His strength was not heavy, his movements could only be regarded as playful, his expression was not meant to be teasing at all, his brows were tightly furrowed as if he was thinking about some confidential news.

"If I decide to form a group to take the last dungeon, Mr. Chen will naturally go there, Dong Tiantian should not have much opinion, and Xia Zexing is unlikely to break away from the crowd," Yin Tong pursed his lips and tugged An Qi angrily. hair, "But I just feel uncomfortable. I always feel that Chen Yan is plotting against me, but now we obviously have unequal news. Even if he plots against me, I have no way to refute it."

An Qi's face was a little red, and he couldn't do anything about it, so he turned his head and looked directly at the wardrobe opposite the bed: "I can do it, the single copy will come out earlier and wait for you, and the team copy will try to protect you. You Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Yin Tong looked at his flickering eyelash feathers, wondering how the kid could make up the story of his trembling, so he simply sighed, changed the topic and continued.

"But I seem to only be able to choose the team copy," he looked down and looked at An Qi and blinked. Little An Qi shrank back and quickly turned his head to the other side, blushing like a molested boudoir Girl, "Single brushing the last dungeon obviously made me GG. I can't beat it. I guess I have to do something fancy to make a survivable ending."

"Then form a team," An Qi muttered softly, "There is nothing wrong with forming a team. Get up first, and don't bully me."

His hands were tightly clutching the bed sheet under him, and he only knew how to turn his head when hiding, his face was flushed, and he didn't even have the thought of pushing Yintong away.Biansheng Yintong moved closer and closer as if he couldn't understand, unbuttoned two buttons on the top of the belt with his fingers, then turned his hand to touch his slender neck.

"I didn't bully you, obviously you were bullying me," Yin Tong bent down, and touched An Qi's collarbone with his fingers along the tendons of his neck.

"Otherwise, why can you team up to lie to me?"