The golden fingers of the death game are all beautiful girls

The background is very rich.

only……

Yimo took the explosion-proof shield...

"There is a high probability that the weapon lottery was manipulated by the system behind the scenes..."

"Hi..." A sigh.

"Standing in the situation where the insider is the dominant game."

"From the point of view of weapons, I, the bard, and the Rain Emperor are the ones with the greatest possibility of the inner ghost."

"And the inner ghost is a disadvantaged situation, then it is the opposite situation."

"Of course, judging from the current intelligence, because of the existence of the voting system, the inner ghost is actually the weaker party, but as the inner ghost finds a way to kill people without deducting points, then there will be a huge reversal."

"If weapons are related to their own points, the Rain Emperor and Bard should have a lot of points to spare, right?"

The Rain Emperor is a fruit knife, and the bard is a flare gun, both of which are very powerful weapons.

According to the default, both of them may be ghosts.

The former Yuhuang started the game with meaningless spoilers.

The bard, on the other hand, wanted to speed up the progress of the game.

In a sense, he wanted to contact the opposing base players in advance!

It doesn't mean that others are not suspicious. After all, it is normal for this kind of guessing game to look like a ghost.

The drunken man with mental problems, the executioner who has been hiding in the dark and doesn't talk much, the female player who seems to have a good personality is quiet.

They are all likely to be ghosts.

It doesn't really make much sense to guess who is the insider now, it's better to look at the voting situation at night.

Within 10 days, the identity of the inner ghost will inevitably be exposed.

Then it's just a question of who dies.

When Yimo was thinking, her gaze stayed on the very big door next to the food storage room.

This door is enough for vehicles to pass through. It is tightly closed and tightly fitted. The access control outside the door is not lit. It is not known whether it is not powered or completely broken.

Yi Mo wanted to find bullets for machine guns and cannons.

The basement floor is obviously a place to store things. If there is, it is most likely to be placed here.

But didn't find it.

In other words, there is a high possibility of weapons and ammunition hidden behind the only door that cannot be opened!

Yimo carefully observed the door, and found that it was the same as the bedroom door, very very thick, probably even a silent grenade would not be able to blow it open.

In other words, there is no way to open it for the time being, and it is impossible to find out.

Yimo touched the door along the crack, feeling very cold, remembering the rules of the game, suddenly remembered a question, and suddenly felt a little cold behind her.

"is it possible……"

"What's possible?" But at this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind, very close, which startled Yimo.

Yimo looked back, and it turned out to be a high school student looking like a death game player Lucky!

欢"'迎"'进;;入"【!'希;儿:的";图!书:馆'.】;7!!4:'6"0??9':4'0'7?:6. .外:群?1:0?9""0"2"5''1:,5!?7'6　　依默看了看他，继续说道：“有没有可能，里面藏着坦克，装甲车，这类杀伤力强的东西，可以直接左右战局。”

Lucky was taken aback for a moment, and his eyes lit up immediately: "Brother Ainz, what you said makes sense!"

"Look at this gate, it is completely possible to drive!"

"If there is an armored vehicle, wouldn't it be a great advantage to drive to the opposite base!"

Yimo grinned, it seemed that she had been fooled.

At the same time, he was carefully observing whether Lucky was as innocent as he appeared on the surface.

As a liar, Yi Mo can tell whether others are lying or deceiving, not to say 100%, but also roughly.

Lucky's appearance is very simple. When he speaks, he always makes small movements with his hands and gestures.

It's not like lying, but to cover up your nervousness and deliberately show liveliness and enthusiasm.

Seeing him like this, Yimo patted him on the shoulder and said, "This is the first time you participated in the death game?"

Lucky was taken aback, rubbed his head and said, "Haha... have you been spotted..."

"the first time."

"Brother, I see that although you don't talk much, you seem to be quite powerful. Take me?"

Yimo lacks teammates now, and he is still very willing to get in touch with players like Lucky who don't seem to have any hostility on the outside.

Yimo: "Let's chat in another place."

The two came to the command hall on the second floor at the beginning of the game, sat at the table and chatted.

Of course, there's a little hiccup here.

In order to please Yi Mo, Lucky brought him a can of canned food.

If this can was given to him by the Rain Emperor, Yimo would definitely want it!

But for a novice to know more about the game of death and please himself, it really made Yimo a little guilty and couldn't take it.

When I played the first death game, the single pusher explained the game screen to me, and Yi Mo still occasionally recalled it.

She still has that little jade pendant on her body, so she feels a little touched in her heart.

In Yimo's view, don't hate newbies who don't oppose you, and help if you can.

Lucky: "Brother, you got this nickname because you watched the Bone King, right?"

Lucky is not handsome, with short hair, not the type that is particularly conspicuous in school.

But he is more talkative and sensible. He should be in the class and belong to the kind of person who can have a good relationship with most people.

Yimo: "Have you watched it? I don't think you are the type who knows how to watch anime, and you are still a student, so you probably don't have that much time?"

Lucky: "My friend recommended me to watch it, it's quite interesting, hahaha!"

"There will always be such things as time."

"By the way, brother, how did you get into the death game?"

Yimo: "I thought it was a mobile game and wanted to play it, but I got tricked into it. What about you?"

Lucky: "Hi, I like a girl from our school."

"It's the third year of high school, and I finally made up my mind, regardless of success or failure, I will give it a go!"

"As a result... an APP suddenly appeared on the phone, and the icon was still the girl I like..."

"I was a little curious, so I clicked in. I didn't expect to come here."

When Lucky said it, he seemed a little cold and rubbed his hands vigorously: "To be honest, I was quite happy at first."

"I used to read novels, and this kind of thing happened..."

"I also thought that this is a great opportunity for me, and my life is going to the peak..."

"In novels, it doesn't always happen that the protagonist suddenly gains some ability, and then lives an ordinary life, suddenly becomes very powerful?"

"After coming in..." Lucky smiled awkwardly, "I looked at that Big Mac and that drunk man, and felt a little scared..."

"Ha... haha... I feel that if we really fight, I will definitely not be able to beat them..."

"The gun is no match, and even now I'm not sure how to use it."

Yimo was enthusiastic and told Lucky how to use it.

There is a small episode here, Yimo can hold the gun of the lucky guy, but points will be deducted once she touches it, and she even has a feeling that she will never be able to shoot.

He hurriedly put it down, gave Lucky a verbal command, and at the same time was still wary of him, planning to take out the explosion-proof shield at any time.

Anyone, be on guard!

Lucky, on the other hand, didn't do anything dangerous. He fiddled with the gun in a novel way, obviously very happy: "By the way, Brother Anz, who do you think is the insider!"

Yimo: "Are you?"

Lucky shook his head quickly: "I'm a good guy from the green camp, not an insider!"

"Brother, this is the truth, it is definitely not a lie!"

"I swear!"

Seeing Lucky raised his hand seriously, Yi Mo laughed: "In the game of death, no one believes in oaths!"

Lucky: "I think so, hahaha..."

"However, Brother Anz, have you... ever killed anyone?"

Yimo nodded after hearing the words: "I killed it."

Lucky: "Will... be afraid? Is there any shadow in your heart?"

Yimo rubbed her head and recalled that the first person she killed was Crusu. At that time, she hated him very much. Not afraid of..."

Hearing the words, the lucky one was thoughtful, and said hesitantly, "Is it necessary to kill people in this kind of death game?"

Yimo: "If you want to live, no one has clean hands..."

"I saw that you were very close to the bard before."

"Suppose, you are from the green camp, and he is the insider, from the red camp."

"If there is a chance to kill you without deducting points, the troubadour, as a veteran player, will definitely not be relentless."

"So, if you want to survive, you must be mentally prepared. At that time, you must shoot and kill him first."

Lucky pursed his lips; "It's really cruel, but thank you Brother Anz."

"But I don't think bards are like ghosts, and neither are you!"

Yimo was amused: "Silly boy, the ghost is not written on his face, the better the person looks, the more likely he is the ghost."

"Are you an insider?"

Lucky: "I said, I'm not!"

Yimo nodded when she heard the words: "Yes, but I have been thinking about whether you are an inner ghost, deliberately pretending to be a newcomer, showing weakness and deceiving me."

"So, don't be fooled by appearances."

"When it's time to strike, don't be soft!"

Lucky: "As expected of Brother Anz, he's better than me!"

"You've been taught, don't worry, when it's time to strike, I will never be soft!"

"By the way, the meaning of the game of death, do you know what it is?"

Yimo turned her head and looked out of the window, a world of ice and snow, deathly silence.

In the game of death, life seems to be so worthless that even seeking meaning becomes a luxury.

"I, how would I know..."

"Just think about how to live."

Chapter 31. Isolation

Lucky is very talkative, and keeps chatting with Yi Mo.

Yimo's expression remained the same, she analyzed some unimportant information about this game, and secretly thought about it.

Lucky's enthusiasm for chatting with him is already too much.

I'm afraid it was sent by the troubadours to restrain him.

The lucky one may not be malicious towards him, and he does have the intention of making friends with him.

But before the bard and himself, he undoubtedly cared more about the bard.

In this game, the troubadour has the right to speak than himself, and seems to be more trustworthy, which is completely understandable.

Yimo does what she can and has other thoughts.