Yuanshen, the girl's secrets are exposed at the beginning, and the chat group is frying pan

"Doing an ordinary job every day, with meager income, just like this day after day, year after year, wasting time."

"The reason why I joined the Resistance Army, I think, is not just for justice."

"Although I also think that General Thunderbolt has gone too far, although I also have sympathy for those who have lost their eyes of God..."

"But the real reason for carrying the anti-flag is that I really want to use this to change my life."

"It's a matter of course. Since I have lived so humble and ordinary under a peaceful social system, maybe I will shine when I change the stage?"

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Zhe Ping didn't dare to stop, just like other people who were desperately fleeing, but every time he took a step, he felt confused about what happened behind him.

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"However, even in the Resistance Army, I still can only do the most ordinary work, neither can make any meritorious service, nor can I become a pillar of trust for my companions."

"Facts have proved that people who have not been favored by the gods will only be the background board no matter where they go or what era they are in."

"I hate this situation, it's just unacceptable."

"Originally, I hated the word "ordinary". It was like a virus that eroded my life. After I came to the Rebel Army, this feeling became much stronger."

"Especially seeing other people doing meritorious deeds, especially seeing other people being relied on by their companions, there is an uncontrollable itch in my heart."

"It's clear to me that it's not jealousy, it's restlessness because I can't do it."

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(Zheping...Zheping...help me...)

(Take me away, please...)

On the way of Zheping's escape, there were many people who were beaten by skirmishers. They either collapsed on the ground or hung on the branches, seeking help from their companions.

Zheping also wanted to help them, but every time he extended his helping hand, he would be disturbed by the stragglers coming from behind, or the paralyzing electric current, or the lightning that turned the wooden house into scorched earth, or the stragglers themselves .

In desperation, Zhe Ping could only continue to run forward, like a pig being hunted down.

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"Everyone in the Resistance Army is very kind to me. Even I have found many close friends."

"They will not despise me because of my ordinaryness, but will encourage me, cheer for me, and promise to become stronger together."

"This kind of friendship is something I have never experienced in the first half of my life. Compared with the original cold room, the Rebel Army is my real home."

"However, it is precisely because of how much I cherish my companions, and precisely because of how they take care of me, that I hate and hate myself who can't do anything."

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The voices of his companions wailing and calling for help were endless, and Zheping's running pace became slower and slower. I don't know if it was because of lack of physical strength, or because he didn't want to run away anymore.

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"Ying told me that being ordinary is also a kind of happiness. I have also tried to accept this statement, wanting to calm down and manage my little person's life well."

"I also promised her that I would not use the evil eye. After all, what Ying said was very reasonable. At that time, I was not enlightened enough. I only had utilitarian thoughts in my heart. I would definitely be swallowed by the evil eye."

"However, when I saw that Ying was covered in wounds and her white flowery skirt was soaked in blood, my heart felt like I was bitten by a poisonous insect. The unbearable itching made me restless."

"Could it be that I can only be an inconspicuous backdrop, watching my cherished companions sacrifice for a common ideal? Could it be that I'm so ordinary...not even qualified to devote myself?"

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Finally, Zhe Ping stopped.

Although there are countless fleeing people passing by him, even though the threat of stragglers and fools is getting closer behind him...

But he still stopped, just letting his heart beat fast and heavy against his chest like a bull.

"It shouldn't be like this..."

Zhe Ping gasped heavily, his tense expression seemed like someone who hadn't slept for days and nights, and was about to collapse at any moment.

"I'm a worthless guy, I know that."

He obviously didn't have the makings to be a hero, his not-so-strong shoulders kept trembling, and his limp legs were also trembling non-stop.

"But my companions...they did nothing wrong!"

At that moment, the question that Zheping had been struggling with was no longer whether he wanted to get rid of the ordinary, but whether he could?dare!

As for the answer...

The moment he stopped, it was already clear.

"It doesn't matter if you are overdrawn, consume your life force, or die, please give me the power to get rid of the ordinary... the power to protect your companions... Give me all!!"

Zhe Ping called out to Xieyan, and Xieyan responded to his wish.

At that moment, a purple-red fierce light poured into Zhe Ping's whole body, and he suddenly felt a force rising from his toes, straight to the sky.

Even though he was still so timid, even though he kept sniffing and looked like he was about to cry...

But Zheping knew very well that he had no choice but to go!

"Wow!"

There was no sky-shattering roar, no well-accumulated roar, Zhe Ping, who gained great power through the evil eye, was just rescuing his companions in a very low-key manner.

Even with the blessing of evil eyes, Zhe Ping is not an opponent of stragglers. He is very aware of his own strength, so he never had the daydream of "the hero debuts and defeats the villain".

Zheping just picked up the injured companions one by one, one after another, and sent them to a safe place as quickly as possible.

"Oh?"

The stragglers also noticed Zhe Ping. His ability to carry two wounded at the same time, his athleticism to dodge lightning strikes, and his extremely fast speed to and fro across the battlefield were obviously not the strength a logistics soldier should have.

"Hahaha! So that's it, this guy has used his evil eyes!"

The stragglers who learned the truth were very happy, just like a playful child who found a very interesting toy.

He told his men to continue chasing the logistics soldiers, while he ran to attack Zheping.

"Wow!"

Zhe Ping, who was moving at high speed with the wounded, suddenly stopped suddenly. If his reaction was a little slower, he would have been sliced ​​across by the lightning blade from the skirmishers.

"Little mouse, let's play a game~~"

142. The dignity of man begins at the moment when he ceases to pray to the gods

"Run! Run quickly! Hahahaha!"

The stragglers used thunderbolts instead of hammers, and successively lowered sanctions on Zheping, the "gopher".

The reality is different from the game. Before the thunder falls, there is no circle on the ground to remind, so Zhe Ping can only run around in a panic, not daring to stop for a moment.

"The difficulty of going on like this is a bit low, so let me interact in person."

Although the thunderbolt is powerful, it still takes too long to guide, but the main reason is that the stragglers suddenly feel that it is better to beat the "gopher" with their own hands than to control the "hammer" from the air with elemental force. There is a sense of refreshment.

"Ah ah!"

As soon as Zheping put down a companion, he saw skirmishers rushing towards him. He was so frightened that he ran away, but the skirmishers moved one step faster and sent Zheping flying with a wave of his hand.

"Wow!"

Zhe Ping, who fell into the ruins, felt a dull pain, but at the same time he also found that he was not seriously injured, except for the strength provided by Xieyan, and the reason was that the stragglers did not use their full strength.

He knew very well that after using the evil eye, the toy would break by itself in a short time, so the straggler didn't show too much desire to destroy, he just wanted the toy to last for a while.

"Oh? Why didn't you move? Hurry up and save someone? As long as you're faster than me, you can keep a companion. It's a good deal, right?"

The skirmishers didn't continue to chase, he was enjoying the game, the whack-a-mole just now became an "Arkanoid", Zhe Ping was the small ball, and the skirmishers played the moving board to hit the ball back.

If the "small ball" is allowed to slip through, Zheping can save one person, and the stragglers will lose one point, it's as simple as that.

"Ha ha……"

Zhe Ping panted heavily, he only wanted to save people, he never thought that he would be targeted, let alone how to save people under the nose of the enemy.

But now that he has used the evil eye, he has no room to retreat.

"Yahahahah!!"

Since he had been discovered, Zhe Ping no longer needed to hide. In order to strengthen himself, he only heard him yell loudly, very hoarsely.

After being strengthened by Xieyan's legs and feet, Zheping ran as fast as the wind, but just when he was about to feel the side of his injured companion, skirmishers appeared in front of him first.

"Cough! Karma!"

The strengthened arms easily grabbed Zheping's neck, but the stragglers didn't kill him, but threw him out heavily, and said happily:

"Go on! I've already won a point!"

"This guy...is he playing with me?"

Even if Zhe Ping's brain is not bright enough, when he hears the phrase "win one point", he understands that the other party is playing with him.

At that moment, his heart was also full of anger, and he also wanted to rush up and fight the stragglers, wanting to prove his dignity.

But Zheping held back, because he knew that he was not a great hero, and because Zheping knew that he was not being watched by the gods, so at this moment, he put the matter of saving his companions as the highest priority.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

It was another charge, but Zheping's target was not the enemy, he only had his companions in his eyes, but this time the skirmishers were a step faster, grabbed Zheping again and threw him back.

"Damn it! You can't go on like this!"

Zhe Ping has already realized that the power Xieyan gave him is not enough, he still needs faster speed and more sensitive body skills.

"Give me some more...give me a little more strength! I'm already overdrawn anyway! Don't save me!"

Although the evil eye is evil, it has one good thing, that is, it is fair and just, innocent and innocent. If you give me vitality, I will give you strength.

It's like the sentence in "Supernatural Power": We are demons, not Wall Street, we have to talk about credibility.

Therefore, Zhe Ping, who gained more strength, launched a rescue operation again. He ran towards the direction closer to the stragglers, as if he wanted to lose this point on purpose.

However, just when the stragglers thought they had the chance to win, Zhe Ping suddenly stopped and jumped deep into the valley in the opposite direction, rescued his companion who was hanging on a tree, and sent him to a relatively safe place.

"There are 10 more people..."

When Zhe Ping reappeared, his hair had turned gray and his skin was wrinkled, making him look decades older.

This game of life and death is still going on, and Zheping seems to have mastered some tricks. Every time he chooses a target, he will first use fake moves to confuse the skirmishers.

The most extreme time, he almost walked around the side of the skirmishers, made a big circle backwards, ran several times the distance, and successfully rescued his companions.

Of course, in this process, the winning rate of the stragglers is not low. Zheping was thrown out three times, kicked away once, and kicked into Zheping's face that time, directly smashing two teeth in his mouth. out.

"Ha ha……"

To be honest, Zhe Ping was about to be stunned at this moment, not to mention the injuries on his body, the overdrawn vitality of Xieyan was also manifested at this moment.

In addition to aging, Zheping also felt that his eyes would go blind from time to time, and there was always a buzzing sound next to his ears.

The good news is that there is only one teammate left, and Zheping gritted his teeth, preparing for the last fight in his life.

"The game is almost over, let's upgrade the rules of the game."

The skirmishers seemed to be tired of playing, only to hear him say in a mocking tone:

"The last person is in my hands. As long as you can save him, you will win, how about it?"

As he said that, the straggler pinched a soldier's head and pretended to say:

"Don't worry, I won't kill him, otherwise the game will be boring. I promise you, as long as you can take him away from me, he must be alive."

"!!!"

Zhe Ping, who had lost his teeth and had a swollen mouth, was speechless. He could only hear him whimpering, and then rushed forward without hesitation.

However, the rules of stragglers determine that Zhe Ping must confront stragglers head-on. He is no match for stragglers. .

"God, I know you've never looked at me."

Zhe Ping, who had fallen down countless times, launched a charge countless times, and then repeated the result just now countless times.

"But those companions of mine were made strong by myself, and the ones they made friends with were also not favored by the gods."

His mind was no longer clear, he was just trying to save people mechanically, and sometimes he didn't even know what he was doing.

"So... don't try to take them away, and don't try to stop me."