Forces of Temptation

Vol 2 Chapter 143: Thousands of Pursuits (23)

Looking at the little man hanging on his scalp and shrinking like a ginseng fruit, Li Yinhang's scalp was numb.

Looking at Wei Chenghua's fragmented state, he is basically dead, and there is not much controversy.

Li Yinhang's imagination reached the limit for a while, and he uncontrollably thought of all kinds of possibilities.

What was the thing that confronted them just now?

Nan Zhou didn't think too much.

He felt that his head was a little heavy, he squatted on the ground, and his body was about to fall forward.

This feeling of a slight loss of control in his body is a little strange to him.

When he was topped by the full moon, he was a hundred times more uncomfortable than he is now.

"Eternal Day" once created a proper romantic term to describe his fear of the moon, "drunk moon".

He has rarely experienced this mild "drunk moon" syndrome before, which is inevitably novel.

Nan Zhou even looked up to confirm.

The sun outside is Bai Zhanzhan, and there is no full moon.

Li Yinhang thought he was thinking about the origin of the villain and didn't want to disturb him, when he saw Nan Zhou swaying up and took two steps towards Jiang Fang like a little penguin.

Jiang Fang seemed to be aware of his abnormality, and took the initiative to greet him, and took his body upright.

The height fit of the two with a slight difference reaches a full score at this time.

Nan Zhou put his blood-stained hand on his side, consciously buried his head on Jiang Fang's shoulder, and unconsciously rubbed it twice.

Li Yinhang: “…”

She turned her head away, coughed dryly, and touched her hair.

If it wasn't for the miser's nature, she would really like to put that [existence reset device] on her head at this moment.

Jiang Fang didn't speak, first put the back of his hand on Nan Zhou's forehead.

It was unexpectedly hot.

Nan Zhou's whole body energy was eaten up by Wei Chenghua for more than half, even though it is now back to the original owner, it is also a great loss to him.

In addition, the succubus state went online at the speed of light and went offline at the speed of light, and his shoulder was pierced.

Li Yinhang came over.

She quickly understood that this was not a show of affection.

Seeing that Nan Zhou was so uncomfortable, she couldn't help but think of Su Meiying who escaped, and half annoyed: "It's cheap for her."

Jiang Fang said softly, "It's not cheap."

Li Yinhang wanted to ask something else, but when he saw the storm brewing under his calm eyes, he immediately shut up.

Jiang Fang wrapped Nanzhou's knees, hugged the whole person in his arms, and selected a bedroom with a good rest and ventilation environment one by one.

…how to say, it’s like traveling.

This bungalow is actually decorated first-class, and all the decorations are elegant and heavy with the Europa style of the 18th century. It is very practical and comfortable.

It's just that no one is in the mood to think about where to sleep well in a chicken-eating venue.

Fortunately, Jiang Fang knows what enjoyment is in his long splurge and wandering career.

He is carefully choosing a haven for his fairy tale friend.

Nanzhou hiding in his arms: "I can walk."

Even in the "Drunken Moon" state, he can move.

It can also break people's necks.

Jiang Fang: "I know."

Even if you know, there is no sign of letting go.

Nan Zhou didn't hate being held by him like this, so he maintained this attitude and continued to talk to him: "Su Meiying..."

Jiang Fang glanced at Nan Zhou, and there was a bit of coldness and nervousness in his warm eyes: "We won't mention her."

Nan Zhou was not afraid of him, and asked generously, "I want to know what you did to her."

Jiang Fang: "It's just a curse item. It's similar to what she did to you."

Jiang Fang was just deceiving her for a moment, stamping the cursed engraving on her body.

After that, no matter what Su Meiying does, she will be dead.

Then why do you have to do inappropriate things in front of Nanzhou?

Jiang Fang's idol burden is heavier than the Nanzhou boat in his arms multiplied by three.

Walking all the way, talking all the way, Jiang Fang finally picked out a nice suite.

Not only is the comfort first-rate, but the soft queen bed for rest is located in another room deep in the suite.

There is a large buffer zone if a player wants to break in through the door.

If the player does not take the usual path and intends to break through the wall, judging from the house structure that Jiang Fang quickly sketched in his mind, both sides of the suite are close to the corridor.

At that time, they also have room to break down and escape.

Actually, there are basically no people who dared to trouble Nanzhou and the others.

The single-digit survivors in the bungalows have all been chased and killed by Nan Zhou without exception.

What he called "Twenty of you have been surrounded by me alone".

Jiang Fang lowered his eyes and quietly looked at Nanzhou's flushed cheeks in his arms: "I'm home."

Nan Zhou thought in a daze, he seemed to have arrived home long ago.

It took Jiang Fang a little work to peel off the hot Nanzhou from his body and cover him with a quilt.

Nan Zhou, who was forcibly driven out of his fantasy home, was a little unhappy.

Jiang Fang, who had noticed his emotions, made amends in time, tucked his hand into the quilt and hooked his fingertips.

Li Yinhang went to the bathroom in the bedroom and twisted two cool hand towel handles, first wiped Nan Zhou's hands clean, and then physically cooled Nan Zhou, Again, looking for regular antipyretics in the store, very busy.

This discomfort is not enough to overcome Nan Zhou's curiosity.

He asked: "You don't care about that villain?"

When Nanzhou found the villain hidden in the hair, he noticed that Jiang Fang's eyebrows were twisted.

However, he didn't take a close look at such a weird and worthwhile thing, but just stood quietly outside the pool of blood, thinking about his thoughts.

Looking at Nan Zhou's face, Jiang Fang's inner vortex gradually returned to calm.

He gently massaged Nanzhou's palm with his fingertips: "I only care about you."

Nan Zhou still looked back at Jiang Fang, his eyes were very clean, and the snow fell directly into Jiang Fang's heart.

Jiang Fang couldn't bear to be looked at by him like this, so he leaned down helplessly and kissed Nan Zhou's lips: "I'll tell you when you rest well."

Nan Zhou did not give up: "It can be regarded as a bedtime story."

Jiang Fang smiled: "Does that mean that as long as I talk, Teacher Nan Zhou can take a serious rest?"

I have to say, Jiang Fang is a good storyteller.

After getting the approval of Nanzhou, Jiang Fang's first sentence easily caught people's desire to find out: "I know what that thing is. Because it was used in mine body."

Li Yinhang was dumbfounded: "Huh?"

Nan Zhou looked at him eagerly, waiting for the following, blinking his eyes.

It was a cold and clear face, but Jiang Fang could see endless fun and joy.

Jiang Fang sat beside Nanzhou and spoke to him in a warm voice: "Remember what Yi Shuige said, I am the only survivor after the accident in the game "Gravity"."

"But at that time, there were at least hundreds of people trapped in the game."

"In order to survive, I have a team of my own."

"We're being thrown into copies without interruption."

"In the beginning, those dungeons were the dungeons that came with Gravity. We would have a mortality rate, but because we were familiar with the plot and related situations of the dungeons, the mortality rate was not high."

Li Yinhang nodded.

The game accident of "Gravity" is rampant, and more than 300 players in the domestic server are in deep coma at the same time, which has already become a famous social event.

Even if she doesn't play games, as an in-depth user of the Internet, she can see numerous reports and discussions on various print media and online media.

In the early days of the accident, players who fell into a deep coma kept dying in the hospital.

Respirator pulled out one after another.

Soon, the number of dead players climbed to 172, directly over half.

However, for a considerable period of time after this, the statistical line of mortality began to gradually smooth out.

There will still be one or two players who die every three or five times, but the rate of death has slowed down significantly.

She remembers that the peak of deaths came about two months after the accident, and then suddenly climbed again.

Prior to this, the vital signs of all comatose players have leveled off.

In other words, death comes suddenly and without warning.

In this regard, any medical experts and scholars are helpless, and can't even find a reasonable explanation.

The witnesses of the incident are explaining things that seem strange and illogical in the real world: "...until later, we began to encounter original copies."

It is also an original copy like [Xiao Ming's Daily], [Sand, Sand, Sand], [Brain Invasion].

Nanzhou accurately summarized: "So, this is a game test?"

The person who controlled all this behind the scenes first put these 300 frogs experimentally into "warm water" like a normal copy of "Gravity", and slowly heated it.

The frog that could not adapt to the water temperature died in the water.

Frogs that have evolved minions and hard skin survived.

When the frogs got used to this water temperature, the manipulators raised the water temperature again.

Jiang Fang nodded, approving Nanzhou's judgment.

"In the beginning, the rules of the game were completely different."

"First of all, there is no limit to the number of people in a team as it is now."

"My team consisted of 19 people, and after adding battle losses, it slowly became 12 people. After that, there were no casualties for a long period of time."

The other two did not ask the whereabouts of the "19 people".

Because when they met Jiang Fang in the game, he was already alone.

The answer is self-explanatory and too hurtful.

Jiang Fang continued: "Of course there are disadvantages to having a lot of people. It is easy to have conflicting opinions, and at the juncture of life and death, you can't always take care of everything."

"But in such an environment, everyone's primary goal is to live, and this is the greatest benefit of being a group."

"The more people there are, the more props you can get, and the more likely you are to survive."

Nan Zhou thought for a while, then said in a hoarse voice: "So later, they introduced a maximum team size limit of 5 people in the current game, and also set up a 'Wishing Pool'?"

Li Yinhang: "..." She felt that her thinking was not as sharp as that of a fever patient.

But when she regurgitated Nan Zhou's words carefully, the cold hair on the back of Li Yinhang's neck stood up instantly.

This is not a sinister intention.

In addition to "alive", they limit the number of players in the game and open up other possibilities for players to participate in the game.

When "alive" is no longer the only goal, it fundamentally eliminates the possibility of deep cooperation between players.

After all, in life, who has no desire and regret.

When desires conflict, there is no better solution than competition.

Jiang Fang said: "Second. When the game first started, there was no PVP mode."

"We are used to playing PVE, so when we first matched with real players, most people were very excited. ... Until the system prompted us, we were going to kill each other."

Jiang Fang was quite calm when he made his statement.

No one knows if he ever broke down or suffered from it.

When Li Yinhang shuddered, Nan Zhou grabbed Jiang Fang's hand, put his fingertips on his pulse, and read his heartbeat quietly.

Jiang Fang responded with a gentle snort and continued to provide information: "Thirdly, in addition to retaining the original prop system of "Gravity", they introduced new props."

"'Answer' is the first batch of self-created props I encountered in a PVP."

Jiang Fang was very impressed.

The monster hidden in Wei Chenghua's hair should be a derivative of "Answer".

The name seems to have little to do with its function.

But "Answer" is actually a poem.

Meaning is the passport of the mean.

Noble is the epitaph of the noble.

Meanwhile.

At the other end of the bungalow.

Su Meiying's body hotness did not decrease but increased, and gradually reached the point of being unbearable.

Her whole body was on fire, and the water in her body evaporated a lot.

Gradually, skin debris began to rust from her cheeks.

She, who has always loved beauty, looked at her face that was gradually dented and deformed like sand on the glass, she thought it was just a bad hallucination.

until she touched her cheek and touched a hand of snow-white debris.

After realizing what happened, she suddenly fell into a madness.

Jiang Fang cursed her!

He looked at himself calmly and let her fly away, he was letting her get away from life step by step!

Aware of her impending terrifying fate, Su Meiying can't wait to have two wings, fly back to Jiang Fang, kill him with one knife, and end the curse.

But all her props were almost consumed by the frantic help outside the field just now.

Including the pair of gliders that saved her life.

She had no choice but to hold the [one-button help outside the audience], and went crazy, according to her memory, and ran away on foot towards the place where she came from.

It's just her body that can't wait for anyone.

Her skin quickly lost moisture and became like a sharp skin, slowly hanging over her cheekbones.

She was like an apple that was stuffed into a juicer. After a rough swirling, all the apple pomace was sifted from the filter.

And this painful desertification has not stopped.

Su Meiying can clearly feel the pain of corrosion drilling deep into the bones.

She ran frantically to where she came from.

The oncoming wind nibbled and peeled off her little by little.

She turned her head and saw clearly that her body was being left behind by herself.

This visual shock and fear is enough to drive anyone crazy.

Su Meiying is no exception.

She has lost her way, running away with a hiss, like a little trapped beast in despair and no destination.

A small, small sandstorm hit her face and body.

Everything seemed to have a slow-moving effect in her eyes.

until her torso slumped to the ground with a cloud of dust.

She rolled in pain and wanted to scream.

But her dehydrated vocal cords were no longer able to support her making any sound.

She scratched the cracks of the floor in vain, and the water quickly leaked from her body.

Su Meiying realized that she really seemed to be dying.

Just as she was on the verge of death, a pink-haired girl appeared in front of her, standing in one place, with her hips on her shoulders, furious at Wei Chenghua.

"Old Wei!" She roared at Wei Chenghua with her hands on her hips, "With so many mouths, how many copies do we have to make?! How many times have we said that we should bring back a newcomer who looks valuable? !"

Wei Chenghua is not the giant tower that she is used to seeing now, but a big man with a good temper who has served as a soldier.

He lowered his head and looked helplessly at Su Meiying, who lost his temper, as if he was looking at his younger sister, who died early: "Practice more, it will always be valuable."

Su Meiying, who was lying down on the ground, blinked her eyelashes covered with skin debris.

First...what does it look like?

Su Meiying vaguely remembers that although she has a bad temper, she doesn't seem to be that bad.

As the first group of people to be drawn into "Gravity", "Zhaohui" established the Garden of Eden and brought new people together little by little.

They squatted at several common player pick-up points, and took away the desperate new players who had been intimidated by the pick-up, and experienced hypoxia and lack of food.

Old Wei's brains are lively, he said, although the system stipulates that 5 people are required to form a team, but they can pull up 20 groups of 5 and train slowly.

Of course, their good intentions are not for nothing.

This is human nature and a proper and real emotional investment.

If you build a good relationship, you can communicate with each other.

Whoever wants to do the task can choose more good items from the public warehouse to improve the possibility of survival.

Bring everyone back.

Su Meiying has the innocence and selfishness of a little girl.

She is partial to good-looking newcomers, she just likes to talk to them, flirt with them, both men and women like to make a few jokes.

At that time, everyone liked her very much.

She stood in the newcomer shelter she built, full of vigor and expectation.

Like their team name, "Zhaohui".

The sun rises and the sun sets, and the weather is amazing.

Although the sunrise in "Gravity" is the most perfect sunrise that has been carefully set and rendered, everyone knows that it is fake.

She thought, after we all go out together, we will watch the sunrise together.

…So, what is the problem.

Su Meiying opened her eyes wide, thinking hard, thinking hard.

In a difficult dungeon, Su Meiying helped a dying player.

In order to express his gratitude, he took out all the props on his body and let Su Meiying choose three at will.

After Su Meiying, who was with her family, thanked him on the surface, she took all the two S-rank props and one A-rank prop he had, which was not polite at all.

When she took stock after the event, she discovered that one of the S-class items was named [Answer], and the appearance was a bottle of pills similar to vitamins, no more and no less, a total of five tablets.

The function description is very strange, with only two vague words.

"You, do you want your own victory?"

"Please give your answers."

She pulled up her think tank to advise her.

No one in the group of five likes to read poetry, they don't know that "Answer" is a poem, let alone the meaning behind it.

Seeing that there are exactly five pills, and the description seems very positive, Su Meiying suggested to take it and try it.

If you eat it, you win, so why not?

When there are good things like this, she still subconsciously prefers her own people.

Wei Chenghua kept his mind and stopped others from taking risks. He first swallowed a piece of water and said that he wanted the next dungeon to see the situation.

As a result, they drew an extremely simple copy, and completed the level perfectly with 95% completion.

Wei Chenghua's body didn't seem to have any problems.

The other four were relieved and took the pills with good expectations.

Even if this is a long-term lucky item.

In this way, out of a little greed, a little attachment to desire, they swallowed [answer].

Like Adam and Eve eating the apple under the temptation of the snake.

No one knows what the real cost will be.

The kindness in their hearts was shrunk into dry little people, curled up with hands and feet, hidden in their hair, and became a lonely and unknown epitaph.

And the strong desire to win is infinitely magnified and becomes the pass of the despicable.

Such changes are silent and unstoppable.

...just like Su Meiying's collapse now.

It was not until the body was about to die that the spirit that belonged to her hidden in her hair returned to her body.

However, she was too late to do anything.

The pink-haired girl with good intentions who appeared in her dying vision, stood behind the girl who was full of malice and suggested that the newcomers of "Eden" should visit the "Colosseum", She shouted with all her might, trying to dissuade those innocent newcomers.

Don't go, don't believe me.

But there was nothing she could do.

The new people who were helped unconditionally trust Su Meiying and "Zhaohui".

She could only shrink in the depths of her dark, unseen hair, with all her strength, trembling, and a single tear fell.

The person who dominates her body is unaware of this, only thinking that a drop of rain has fallen from the sky.

Before the body was completely dissipated by the curse, the last thought that flashed into Su Meiying's mind was: why.

Why did the man who was rescued by him have [Answer] in his hand, no more, no less, just five.

The author has something to say:

Answer North Island

Meaning is the passport of the mean,

Noble is the epitaph of the noble,

Look, in the gilded sky,