The golden fingers of the death game are all beautiful girls

Apocalypse: "It's a deal."

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At the entrance of the green base, Yimo saw that the road to the base had been covered with a layer of snow.

Go up and step on a few footprints.

"Let's step on a few more tonight and try..."

Yimo's idea is very simple, he wants to test how long it will take for the traces left in the snow to be buried by the snow.

Just then, quietly walked out.

The white Hanfu matched the ice and snow outside very well.

There is a little more fairy air, and there is a feeling of a fairy living in seclusion.

The only thing that spoils the scenery is the cotton jacket outside.

According to the tacit opinion, it would be the most suitable if you change to a lady's thick cloak.

Quietly put her legs together slightly inward, pulled the padded jacket with her hands, and smiled faintly at Yimo: "It's really cold outside."

"It's colder than I thought."

Yimo: "Then you put on your padded jacket and button it up."

"The skirts of Hanfu are not cold at all, and the trousers will be warmer."

Quietly shook her head, stretched out her hand to catch the snowflakes, watched the snowflakes slowly melt in the palm of her hand, her eyes were a little more excited: "It's the first time I've seen snowfall with my own eyes when I grow up."

"It's so beautiful, it makes my heart very peaceful."

"The game of death is amazing. You can experience so many things that cannot be experienced outside."

"By the way, brother Ainz, how old do you think I am?"

Yimo: "I'm 20, you call me brother."

"Then I guess you're 21."

Jing Jing heard the words "puchi" and laughed: "Thank you for comforting me so much!"

"Actually, I'm already 27 years old."

Yimo: "It doesn't matter if it's a game of death, anyway, you can pinch people, and it's not impossible to keep your face forever."

"Look, isn't there a legal loli in this game?"

Quietly shook her head: "I like to seek the real thing."

"I have put a lot of effort into maintaining my skin."

"If I use the points so casually to change my appearance, wouldn't it negate all my previous efforts?"

"At least I think that I don't need to use points to make myself younger."

Jing Jing finished speaking, hesitated for a moment, and buttoned the jacket anyway: "Actually, I really want to take off the jacket and dance on the snow outside."

"Unfortunately, I am 27 years old."

"Even if it doesn't look that old, it's still 27 years old."

"After all, I don't have the impulse I had when I was young."

"Sense is suppressing my sensibility, tell me."

"This kind of thing doesn't make sense."

"You have to be in a safe place and do the most prudent thing."

Yi Mo looked back at Jing Jing.

Although she is a full-time painter, she belongs to the profession of staying at home every day.

But after seeing it, she still cares about her image, her skin has been carefully maintained, even if it is a game of death, she has also dressed up, using hairpins for her hair, and the hairpins made a very good-looking hairstyle, ancient style It is full of breath and has worked hard.

And these efforts may disappear with the failure of the game at any time.

Yimo: "You are doing the right thing. This way you have a better chance of surviving."

"After all, this is the game of death."

"I didn't ask yesterday."

"Are you an insider?"

Quietly shook her head: "No, brother Ainz, right?"

Yimo: "No."

In fact, this kind of question is simply nonsense.

No one will admit that they are the inner ghost.

But both of them answered seriously.

Yimo: "I still want to ask a question."

"If I'm a good person and you're an insider."

"If you have a chance to kill me, will you show mercy?"

Looking at the gray sky quietly, he said, "Of course I won't show mercy."

"However, I am a good person, and I think you are a good person."

"So, at least for now, we have no conflict."

"By the way, I saw the bard and the drunken contact in private."

"The latest information I have seen."

"Tonight, who are you voting for?"

"Tell me and let me refer to it."

Yimo felt a little cold and didn't want to stay outside any longer, so she turned around and walked towards the base: "The Bard."

"I think he's an insider."

After speaking, he just walked into the base.

Because there is no window at the place connecting the door on the first floor, and the surrounding walls are also made of cold metal, on the contrary, the space becomes darker than the outside.

"The votes of the death game are the hearts of the people."

"I, can't control it."

Whisper, leave.

Chapter 45. Being cheated

This game gets the most votes, it won't die directly, and it can even put good people in a relatively safe position.

So Yimo didn't try his best to canvass votes like the werewolf killer did before.

Last night I had a nightmare and didn't sleep well. In the morning, I took the lead in rushing to the bard. It was a lie to say that I was not tired, so I went back to the room directly to sleep.

Compared with waking up from a nightmare in the morning and being unable to fall asleep anyway, this time I fell asleep as soon as I touched the pillow.

I was so dazed that I didn't know how long I slept.

After waking up, Yimo subconsciously turned on the system and glanced at the time.

It's past six o'clock in the afternoon.

『Number of remaining players in the red base: 10 players. 』

The daytime at the opposite base seemed peaceful.

Yimo cat was under the quilt, with messy hair.

Sleep time is not short.

But sleeping during the day didn't relieve fatigue, but made Yimo's face look more haggard, and the dark circles under his eyes were not small at all.

Because there is air conditioning in the room, the environment is comfortable, and it is not impossible to be inseparable from the bed.

"Sister village chief... have you entered the game..."

Yimo is still struggling with this problem.

It's okay if they are in the same camp, but if they are not in the same camp, Yimo thinks that her threat is too great and she has to be taken into consideration.

"If she is playing the game, then she must have discovered the problem of this game..."

"What will she do?"

"It will definitely, speed up the progress of the game!"

What is Yimo thinking now?

In this game, we must speed up the progress!

He believes that if this game is dragged on, it will become more and more dangerous.

It's just a pity that he has no way to speed up the progress of the game now. He still has to find the ghost in a proper manner and vote every day.

After thinking for a while, Yimo felt that it was time to find a chance to test the Rain Emperor again.

According to her reaction to chatting with her on the first day, Yimo thinks that she is very likely to be his girlfriend!

And as Yimo discovered that there was a problem with this game, she wanted to speed up the progress of the game.

Yimo is very eager to increase her hole cards.

If his girlfriend's card is liberated, his room for manipulation will become larger.

but……

"fruit knife……"

"The possibility that the Rain Emperor is the inner ghost is not small..."

"If she is a girlfriend, the card is liberated."

"It will keep her from hurting herself in this game."

For this alone, Yimo thinks that even if she puts in a little effort, she will still be able to make money.

In fact, the biggest advantage of the card boyfriend privilege is that it can directly let the other party reveal their identity, and if they are more ruthless, they can kill people with a knife.

However, Emerald believes that the situation has not yet arrived.

And Yuhuang didn't make Yi Mo feel particularly disgusted, there was no need to really screw her to death.

Cuckoo——!

Just when Yimo was about to tidy up and get up, his stomach resisted.

He hasn't eaten anything today!

Yimo clutched her stomach in protest, climbed out of bed with difficulty, took out compressed biscuits and mineral water, and began to choke dryly.

There are 4 pieces of compressed biscuits in a bag. They don't look big, but they are very hungry.

After drinking a whole bottle of mineral water, Yimo was completely full.

The disadvantage is that the first few bites taste good, but after eating too much, it becomes very greasy!

But Yimo is completely acceptable.

Raising noodles every day and eating convenience food made him more receptive to food.

I don't know if it is a good thing or a bad thing.

Although Yimo still had 14 compressed biscuits, she didn't dare to eat more.

He believes that if this game survives to the later stage, food may be a big problem, so now we can save as much as we can.

After eating, the preparations are almost the same, and the time is more than 7 o'clock in the evening.

Yimo went out to the command hall on the second floor.

Through the particularly large window, it can be seen that the snow outside is getting bigger.

Yimo sat in her previous seat and counted the number of people present.