As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Anan grabbed his neck, pulled out the whistle from his mouth, and threw him to the ground.
Fu Anan did not show mercy just because he was a child. He held him down with his left hand and put the sharp blade of the kitchen knife on his neck.
The boy struggled on the shore like a trapped fish. Finding that he couldn't get away, he hugged Fu An'an's arm with pleading eyes.
"Teacher, please don't kill me!"
He was extremely vicious one second and pitiful and weak the next.
He is very good at judging the situation and being able to bend and stretch.
Fu Anan covered the child's eyes with his hands as the cold blade touched his skin.
The boy froze suddenly. He clearly felt that the adult behind him was really going to kill him. The boy burst into tears and begged for mercy in his duck-like voice.
"Teacher, I was wrong, please don't kill me!"
"Do you know you're wrong?"
Fu Anan paused with the knife in her hand, she was a little surprised.
"I, I shouldn't kill people. I shouldn't hurt the teacher and those aunts."
The boy answered quickly, there was no regret in his pleading eyes, it was just a compromise he made to save his life.
He is sensible, but he is evil by nature.
Fu Anan felt very sorry and reached out to touch his head gently.
"Be good. In your next life, you can be a good child."
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On the ninth night of the game, there were 240 NPCs left and 16 players.
On the evening of the tenth day of the game, there were 107 NPCs left and 15 players.
On the evening of the eleventh day of the game, there were 57 NPCs left and 15 players.
…
At night, after a day of fighting, Fu Anan returned to the utility room. After eating something quickly, he began to treat his wounds.
She took off her coat, and her body was covered with bruises and bumps. Fortunately, although there were many minor injuries, there were almost no major ones.
She took out the salt and sprinkled it carefully on the deeper parts of the wound.
The stinging sensation was unbearable, but without medicine, and to prevent infection and inflammation, she had no choice but to do this.
In just a short while, the number of NPCs decreased by two. Seeing this effect, Fu Anan was very satisfied.
There are three days left, and there are only about fifty NPCs left. If everything goes well, at this speed, maybe they can be finished the day after tomorrow.
This round of the game didn't seem too difficult. It reminded her of the scene in her dream when she saw Fu Yizhi passing the level - countless monsters rushed towards him like an overwhelming force.
Compared to him, am I a little too simple
Fu Anan took another look at the number of NPCs before going to bed—yes, 55.
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There is a crescent moon hanging in the sky.
The originally bustling earthen building was now quiet.
There were corpses everywhere in the yard, corridors, and rooms. Blood dyed the earth and wood of the earth building red, and the smell of blood in the air became thicker and thicker.
Where hundreds of people lived, there are now only dozens of people left. The current situation has been reversed, and the remaining dozens of villagers are hiding from the pursuit of these players.
The pre-dealer players have stopped chasing these villagers, they are more waiting.
It was almost dawn, and no matter where the dealers were, none of them were asleep. All of them held their weapons and kept their eyes open in the darkness, like wolves about to hunt.
Game Day 12, 00:00
A cold mechanical voice sounded in the ears of all the pre-dealers and players on time—
(End of this chapter)