After sending five consecutive rounds, everyone adjusted the props they bet to A or B.
This time, the S-class Nanzhou lost his match.
Seeing Nan Zhou's question mark on the World Channel, a twisted pleasure appeared in many people's hearts.
… completely forgot that they were here to encircle Nanzhou.
But before they were happy for a while, another matching message popped up on the World Channel.
-【Cube Ark-Nanzhou】and 【Ping An-Chu Xiaogang】successfully paired.
【Ping An-Chu Xiaogang】… Grass? ! Why is it me again
[Ping An-Chu Xiaogang] I have chosen B-level props! It's my day-
Before he could finish speaking, he was forced into the game.
Then, unsurprisingly, he was kicked out ten seconds later.
The World Channel was suddenly in chaos.
"Fuck!"
"Nan Zhou has bet on a B-level item! He went to the B-level item group!"
After receiving this news, everyone practiced the same cognition with actions.
- Run fast.
As a result, Nan Zhou immediately fled back to the A-level props group, and the pairing was successful again.
A group of people who can't think of a way are angry and anxious.
Not only that, due to the influx of too many people, there is no room for idlers in the "Colosseum", and those who can't match Nanzhou have to fight with other teams desperately.
There were still front-line personnel, who brought back the front-line conversations between Nan Zhou and his irritating teammates.
When he and Nan Zhou appeared in the center of the Colosseum at the same time, the girl named Li Yinhang who was traveling with them was still in the reserve, persuading from a distance, "Slow down a little bit, anyway, give them some hope—"
After noticing her appearance, the girl immediately fell silent.
The young man with silver-haired Russian looks leaned against the cage and stood.
If compared with Nan Zhou, his appearance is more romanticized as a paper man.
He smiled and said: "No. Let them have the opportunity to produce props, but it will be troublesome."
People who come here do not believe in evil.
He had already held an S-rank explosive bomb in his hand.
As soon as the game was announced, without waiting for Nan Zhou to make any moves, he aimed at Nan Zhou and threw out the explosive bomb with positioning function.
This hair, he can be said to be determined to win.
But when he raised his eyes, he saw the explosive bomb rushing in his direction.
He panicked in his heart, and before he could understand what was going on, he put his hands on his neck like a ghost,
When the owner dies, the props have no owner.
The explosive bomb exploded a dozen meters away from him.
Thousands of silver threads are sprinkled down, and in the center of the quaint and splendid Colosseum, the meanings of technology, iron blood and death are intertwined.
- An S-rank item, the ultimate effect of which is equivalent to putting a fireworks on one's own death.
He really realized what it means to "don't let them have the opportunity to use props".
These ordinary players rely too much on foreign objects such as props, no matter what, it is not their own strength.
In the single-player arena of the Colosseum, Nan Zhou could easily crush everyone with his personal attributes and abilities alone.
Everyone clearly realized that if this continued, they would either watch Nan Zhou win, or watch him win while giving him props.
Someone in the World Channel shouted unfairly: "If you have the ability, don't play singles!"
Nan Zhou asked, "Why?"
… good question.
The person asking the question was dumbfounded by these three words, and could only resist weakly: "Do you think this is interesting?"
Nan Zhou: "Yeah. Your props are quite interesting."
The ellipsis in the World Channel come and go.
Nan Zhou played very rhythmically. After getting an A-level item, he went back to the S group to squat for a while, and then ran to the B-level item area for a turn.
It's like shopping on the street.
Players are going to be mad at him.
... you drive sheep here
But in order to avoid their own losses, everyone turned into a group of lambs that bombed the camp, and they were bombarded here and rushed there willingly.
"He went back to A-level!"
"At the B level! At the B level!"
"... He doesn't deserve it, did he go back to S-class?"
"No! He went to C-Class!"
Experienced veteran players are busy placating other anxious players: "'Colosseum' has a protection mechanism! For ordinary-level single-player and team matches, as long as a team has played 20 games in total, within 24 hours It can't be opened again!"
Someone said angrily, "Give him twenty dishes?"
But there seems to be no better way now.
Everyone strongly appealed to let those with powerful long-range props quickly kill the prestige of Nanzhou,
It's a pity that the sound is loud and the rain is small.
Everyone has their own minds.
Some people thought that if they killed Nan Zhou in the single-player competition, they might also be able to get rewards from the system, but in this way, Nan Zhou would not die.
Some people think that powerful props are too rare, and they will stay in the dungeon to save their lives in the future.
Everyone's heart is not the same.
Not to mention that there are traitors among the people.
In the fifteenth game, Nanzhou met a young man in his early twenties wearing headphones in the stage of the 500-point B-level props.
When he saw Nanzhou, his eyes shone brightly, and he was inexplicably excited.
Nan Zhou greeted him: "Hello."
The earphone youth said enthusiastically: "Hello, hello, hello!"
"I'm your fan, and I grew up reading your books. Although you didn't write it, I just like you!" The young man said enthusiastically, "I'm lucky to match you. Sign me!"
Nan Zhou: "… Huh?"
Nan Zhou: "Ah."
He walked up to the young man, and the young man immediately took out a pen in a hurry, then turned his back, exposing his back frankly.
Nan Zhou opened the pen cap and found that it was just an ordinary pen with no traps.
He turned the pen around to check.
… really a pen.
And the young man really released all his empty doors, without defense, put his hands on his knees, turned his back to him, and was full of youth and happiness.
This feeling of being fully trusted by a stranger is amazing.
He took a step closer: "Just sign my name?"
After getting a positive answer, Nan Zhou signed his name stroke by stroke with an extremely correct attitude.
The young man who got his wish turned around and gestured positively: "I can..."
Seeing that he made a hug, Nan Zhou took a step back: "Wait a minute."
Saying that, he turned to look at Jiang Fang.
When Jiang Fang met his eyes, he was stunned for a moment, and then a warm sweetness came to his heart.
… He was actually asking for his own consent
In Nan Zhou's cognition, hugging is not something that is too intimate.
But when he starts thinking seriously about being friends with someone, there are some special things that can't be done with someone else.
Seeing Jiang Fang, who was holding the cage, nodded indiscernibly, Nan Zhou turned his gaze to the young man and acquiesced to the hug.
The young man who hugged his idol was full of joy, and patted Nan Zhou on the shoulder enthusiastically: "I'll retire now! Nan Zhou, goodbye! I believe in you, if you can win, if we can all go out, if you wish If it's free - I'll treat you to dinner!"
After finishing speaking, the young man withdrew from the competition and automatically gave away a B-level item and 500 points.
Nan Zhou stood in the center of the field, stunned for a moment.
He touched his heart.
It seems that it is because of the existence of certain people that he does not completely hate humans.
In the eighteenth game, when A-level props 500 points, Nan Zhou ushered in a familiar opponent.
… After not seeing him for many days, Chen Sufeng's temperament quickly became stable and settled down.
There was a scar on his brow bone, and a Band-Aid was pasted on the corner of his left eye, which made him tan, and his muscles and bones became much stronger.
I heard from Yi Shuige about Chen Sufeng's blatant protection of him on the World Channel, and Nan Zhou was not afraid of him, and said calmly, "Are you here?"
Chen Sufeng smiled, showing his beautiful teeth: "I earn money to support my family."
... Even the tone of voice began to move closer to that lawyer Yu.
"I didn't come after you." Without waiting for Nan Zhou to ask again, he took the initiative to explain, "Before you came, I had been playing matches in the 'Colosseum'. People rushed in just now. , I played a few more games, the intensity was a bit strong, I was thinking about whether to retire or not, so I was assigned here."
Nan Zhou looked at the iron cage safety zone behind him.
He asked, "Mr. Yu is not here?"
"Well. I'm resting outside." Chen Sufeng smiled, "It's too noisy here and it's not suitable for him."
There was a tenderness in the tone that he himself could not detect.
Nan Zhou was a little tired of twisting so many heads together.
He simply sat down there.
Chen Sufeng also sat down, propped on one knee, took two bottles of orange juice from the prop slot, and generously distributed a bottle to Nan Zhou.
He just took a sip of orange juice and thought about what to say when he heard Nan Zhou curiously ask, "Do you like Mr. Yu very much?"
Chen Sufeng choked on his trachea with a mouthful of orange juice.
Wiping the juice from the corners of his lips, Chen Sufeng stared at the remaining orange-flavored sugar stains on the tiger's mouth: "I said I hated him at first, do you believe it?"
Nan Zhou tilted his head slightly.
"I just found out that my brother is gay, and I just finished high school. I was anxious when I heard that."
"I don't like gays very much. I was harassed by a little gay on the school basketball team before, and there are shadows."
"My brother is not a lover, a hobby of racing cars, and his main business is geological research. Their research institute is a bunch of old pedants, very old-fashioned. If it is discovered that it is a gift, I am afraid that the future will have to be explained to this person. "
"I thought his target was the flower butterfly, that kind of little saucy 0. My brother said he was going to bring someone back, so I made preparations in advance and tried my best to embarrass him."
Speaking of which, Chen Sufeng paused, as if mocking at his misjudgment: "When I see Brother Yu, people are stupid."
"I think, fuck, how can I do this, my brother is obviously serious about living with people."
Nan Zhou: "But you still don't like him."
"How could he like it? I'm a bear, so I like to make things difficult for him." Chen Sufeng shook his head, "He has a good temper, no matter how I tease him, no matter how yin and yang anger him, he is not angry. Not only is he not angry, but he is also lighthearted. Choking me, every time he made me jump up and down with anger, he would just sit there indifferently, raise his eyes and look at me through the pair of golden glasses. Very annoying."
With just a few words, Nan Zhou made up the picture of Yu Tuisi's progress and retreat, making the sixteen or seventeen-year-old Chen Sufeng jump with anger.
"But I don't know anything."
When Chen Sufeng said this, his voice dropped.
"... If it wasn't for my brother to improve my relationship with him, he would not have planned that trip."
Nan Zhou seemed to realize something: "... Yu Tuisi's legs?"
Chen Sufeng answered somewhat difficultly: "Yes."
The fatigued driver encountered on that trip took the life of Chen Suye and the leg of Yu Tuisi.
But just like fate, Chen Sufeng in the back seat can be said to be safe and sound except for a slight concussion and soft tissue contusion.
"Brother Yu and I have no relatives, so I will take care of him. But in fact, neither he nor I are relatives."
Chen Sufeng raised his head and smiled bitterly:
"We're such a strange community of life, aren't we?"
"After the accident, Brother Yu rarely spoke."
"So, I'm very grateful for this fucking game. With "Gravity", Brother Yu's whole talent has been added a little bit of life."
These words, Chen Sufeng suppressed for too long, there is nowhere to say, no one to say.
He also did not expect that on this special occasion, in front of this special listener, he would spit out the dirt that was pressing in his heart.
Chen Sufeng grinned and smiled brightly: "I know that Brother Yu's wish is reserved for my brother."
"My dream has always been kept, it is intended for Brother Yu's legs."
"But I know that even if I die in the Colosseum and fight to death, the chances of us winning the championship are very small. No matter how smart Brother Yu is, his physical condition is also placed here, and he can't always place a copy."
"—So, I have a request."
As he said that, he looked at Nan Zhou: "This time, I will admit defeat and quit. If you can win the championship of the team leaderboard in the future, can you let Brother Yu and me join your team?"
He looked at the other two people in the safe area again: "You still have two seats, right?"
Nan Zhou's feeling was not wrong.
Sure enough, Chen Sufeng's cautious and meticulous look now resembles Yu Tuishi.
He took the initiative to explain his heart to himself, and spent another 500 points for an A-level item. In fact, he wanted to book the remaining two seats in the Xia Nanzhou team and buy himself a double insurance.
Nan Zhou thought about it and said, "I want to discuss it with my teammates."
Chen Sufeng was not in a hurry.
He stood up abruptly, patted the ash behind him, and nodded poisedly: "Anyway, I thank you in advance."
After saying that, after he bowed deeply, his figure dimmed in the Colosseum.
Before exiting, he kindly reminded: "You have to be careful about one thing."
"You have been playing PVE, and you may not have seen the high-level curse items that some people hold. They are definitely reluctant to use them now, and whether they will use them in future team competitions or even 99-player competitions is very important. Hard to say."
Chen Sufeng still lost.
However, in the eyes of outsiders, Chen Sufeng was a strong man who stood in front of Nan Zhou for five minutes, and could be called a hero.
As soon as he came out, there was a lot of talk in the World Channel.
"I'm so fucked up, man, how long did it take you?"
"Tell me, how to deal with him?"
But soon a player said sourly: "He was in the team with Nanzhou, and he also helped him talk. They are old acquaintances, don't want to save face and catch up?"
Chen Sufeng smiled lightly, and after leaving a sentence "Envy?", Shi Shiran turned and left, exiting the "Colosseum".
The world channel listened to the scolding.
But after the remaining two cabbages are sent out, they can finally play the team game!
I can finally stop being so bored! :,