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After finishing speaking, An Miao raised her hand and announced with a dull face, "I won't play anymore."

Since the beginning of this game, Zhu Wen's question has been circling in her mind-since there is a "last game", why has there never been a player who has cleared the level in the real world?

An Miao has been trying to convince himself that maybe there are very few people who passed the last game, maybe there are indeed players in the real world who have gone back to clear the level, they are just hidden, maybe...

She was really looking for reasons seriously, trying to rationalize the key questions that Zhu Wen and the others raised.

But from the beginning of the game to the present, it has only been more than 30 hours, and the reasons she found for Zhu Wen and the others' questions have become more and more difficult to establish with the passage of time.

The first thing to bear the brunt is the customs clearance requirements of this round.

Although the number of "intruders" is huge, it is not so difficult to deal with.

Her difficulty is so, then every player who has played the end game in the past should have almost this difficulty.

In other words, there is no possibility of "passing customs is extremely difficult, so few people pass customs".

Then there were the corpses of those game players found along the way.

If the first batch of player corpses found were still within the "cleaning range" designated by the game, it could be forcibly understood as some kind of clue.

So what about the player corpses you see now?

They have already left the range specified by the game, even if there are clues, they shouldn't be here.

An Miao just believed in his own judgment, but he was not someone who wouldn't look back if he bumped into the south wall.

All kinds of violations, coupled with this sudden and fast customs clearance task.

An Miao didn't want to play anymore.

She looked at Zhu Wen: "You said before, if I figured it out, I can tell you, you help me stop the game, right?"

Zhu Wen nodded: "Indeed."

An Miao nodded without any hesitation: "I don't want to play now, and I don't want to stay here for a second."

The more violations, the more it shows that the "fairness" the game has maintained so far is just a disguise. If this is not a fair game, she has no real possibility of clearing the level from the beginning. keep playing?

All her cooperation is based on the premise that the game will abide by the rules of Chengruohe. If this premise does not exist, then she has no need to cooperate.

This kind of thinking is considered arrogant when the score is 10, but now, An Miao feels that he can barely claim the high score.

Zhu Wenwenyan's expression suddenly brightened: "I got rich."

An Miao's serious expression immediately broke: "...Huh?"

Zhu Wen stretched out a finger: "I only have one request."

An Miao: "...you say it."

Zhu Wen looked down at her player logo: "I want your points, 60."

An Miao: "??? What?"

The robber is actually by my side? !

043: The game is stupid, no objection? 6K

"Well, that's what someone said, have you figured out a way? Is this a way to send it?!"

"No...what are you scolding at the front? Don't you all know that this is the process?"

"...I didn't expect to say it directly. Don't normal people want to try it first?"

"I really don't understand what some bullet screens are saying (light cigarette.jpg"

"I seem to have a different understanding of the game than these people in the live broadcast room ("

"My personal suggestion is to set it up directly. Can you not go through the process? If you lose, you lose, can't you?"

An Miao glared at Zhu Wen, clutching his player logo and stepping back, "What did you say?!"

Zhu Wen frowned: "I don't think I didn't make it clear."

An Miao scratched her hair: "Is this a question of whether it is clear or not?!"

Zhu Wen: "Isn't it?"

An Miao was numb: "...This is my mental health problem."

It's one thing to want to retreat, but quite another to want points.

Points are really useless when they are useless; but if you don't have points on your body, you will lose half your courage.

This is a habit developed over the years and cannot be changed.

unless.

"Points are impossible," An Miao looked at Zhu Wen with a very serious expression, "Unless you meant to stop the game and send me out and never come back."

Zhu Wen murmured: "I won't have to come back again, I can't guarantee that."

As he said that, he shrugged at An Miao: "After all, I don't know what the game's criteria for attracting people are, but it is certain that people who have never entered the game will not be selected again."

"How do you know?" An Miao was surprised.

Zhu Wen: "If there is such a statement, then there will be no beta testers in the game."

An Miao hesitated for a moment, but he didn't expect that this was purely a brain failure.

Ok?

Wait!

An Miao reacted!

She didn't have much repulsion towards trading with points, but she definitely couldn't just stop this game if she wanted to exchange such a large amount, otherwise it seemed that she would be losing money no matter what.

Although if it is to leave the game completely and promise not to come back to play such a thing, it seems that she cannot afford the conditions.

But why did Zhu Wen respond to her that "there is no way to guarantee that she will never come back"?So... Is it possible to "send her out of the game"?

She stared at Zhu Wen, her pupils trembling.

Just about to ask, I realized that this is not the place to talk, so I let out an impatient "Tsk!"

However, where is the place to speak.

An Miao looked at Zhu Wen, needing an answer.

Zhu Wen probably knew what she meant, and Lin Te had the same expression when he heard similar words before.

The difference is that Lint's mentality is poor, so he appears to be broken.

And An Miao may have become numb from playing, just wondering and seeking knowledge.

Zhu Wen shrugged: "Actually, there is no need for a special explanation."

He turned his head and looked around. It was backlit and the sky was not good today.

But in the end it was daytime.

Zhu Wen was not sure what distance and angle of view those so-called observers were watching the live broadcast.

Since we are not sure, and there is no way to be sure, then wait until night, when the light is the worst.

"Let's talk about it tonight." Zhu Wen stopped the topic and suddenly remembered: "How long has it been?"

He roughly estimated the time that Shu Shu and the others would spend in the warehouse, and considering the "quick customs clearance task" that An Miao had received, it seemed that rushing was not so urgent.

Thinking of this, Zhu Wen looked at Ruan Dongxu: "Stop here for a while? Talk to Shu Shu and the others about the current situation."

"can."

Ruan Dongxu agrees not to worry.

He knew that Zhu Wen probably had a direction, but the others didn't.After all, there are so many strange things and many things that I can't figure out. It is still unknown when they will be able to sort out these questions and come up with definite answers.

If Shu Shu and the others were required by any unexpected accident, they couldn't just pick him up without a second thought when they didn't know anything about it.

"I went over there with Xiao Gu just now." Ruan Dongxu pointed to the low house behind him: "It's okay there, go over there. It's just a matter of time for everyone to take a rest, don't look back and wait for another two days to be like refugees .”

Zhu Wen: "OK."

...

After the game. Taiwan / crisis response department

"You mean, No. 6 still hasn't come back?" My sister stared at the control panel in front of her, speaking to the No. 38 executive standing opposite her.

Executive Officer No. 38: "Indeed..."

Before he finished speaking, his sister gave him a sideways look: "Huh?"

Executive Officer No. 38: "..." What? Don't you say "really"?

He twitched the corner of his mouth, and changed his words: "That's right, I have searched all the places that Executive Officer No. 6 could go before, inside and outside."

"According to what you mean, I checked his personal belongings." Executive Officer No. 38 continued, "There is no indication that he wants to leave for a long time, and judging from the validity period of his check-in, it is impossible for him not to update his check-in." Leave for so long under the validity period."

Executive No. 38 said he was confused.

Although these are all things he has personally checked and confirmed, Executive Officer No. 6 is not a willful person. In fact, it can be seen from the fact that he was very close to the former Executive Officer No. 1. He was also a staid, status-conscious man at heart.

He cherishes his title of No. 6 executive officer very much and should not leave without saying goodbye.

My sister said "hmm" and didn't answer immediately, but looked down at the executive sign-in interface on the control panel.

I won't mention the unlucky thing on the 0th, if you take a second look at the sign-in validity period, my sister will feel hot.

Thinking about it, my sister unconsciously glanced at the sign-in validity period of executive officer No. 0, and said "tsk!"

Afterwards, she looked at the column of No. 6 executive officer——[There is still time before the check-in expires: 0 days, 00 hours, and 09 minutes]

This kind of thing can't be playing the speed of life and death, right?

The elder sister tapped on the armrest of the chair, propped her chin and stared at the sign-in validity period display interface, she had to watch the number cleared and the name of No. 6 executive officer disappear from the list of executive officers.

Ok.

Only 5 minutes left.

Executive Officer No. 38 stood opposite his sister, almost numb.

He's not mentally handicapped, of course it can be seen that their great Miss Executive No. 1 doesn't want Executive No. 6 to come back at all.

If someone finds the body of Executive Officer No. 6 at this moment, I am afraid that Executive Officer No. 1 will not find it troublesome, and will immediately ask someone to settle the remaining points of Executive Officer No. 6, and bring in an old acquaintance by the way. hapiness.

The crisis response department is old-fashioned, and Executive No. 38 knows it well.But the number is the number, and this kind of thing is rare.

Executive No. 38 tried to figure out the look on his sister's face with restrained eyes. Seeing people staring at the control panel, he wished to poke a hole out of the control panel, and even drew a knife from the warehouse. Executive No. 38 realized it.

——If Executive Officer No. 6 dares to come back at this juncture, Executive Officer No. 1 may kill people immediately.

Thinking about it, Executive Officer No. 38 realized that it was too dangerous for him to stay here, so he retreated to the door slowly.

Then, he said softly: "Well, if it's okay..."

"You wait first."

My sister interrupted Executive Officer No. 38, still staring at the countdown of the sign-in validity period on the control panel.

3 minutes left.

My sister stroked the handle of the knife.

2 minutes……

58 seconds.

My sister lowered her eyes, staring at the last beating number.

30 seconds.

10 seconds.