In the severe pain and blood loss, Tang Song struggled to breathe, but his mind became clearer.
It was his mistake to not know the enemy clearly.
Fortunately, under a series of misoperations, he at least kept Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties.
At the same time, he leaked too much information that he should not have known in terms of his current "amnesia" state.
This is a last resort.
But Tang Song did not regret it.
If he does not pretend to be the identity of the copy character, then he will be identified as an unknown character who does not possess valuable information, but has strong aggressiveness.
Given how well Jiang Fang and Nan Zhou calculated their interests, it was impossible for them to choose to leave such a hidden danger behind.
Although according to the rules of pvp, even if they die, as long as the Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties kill all the opponents, they can still win, but Tang and Song have been observed in a very short time from breaking the window, to being captured, to being injured. The Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties were in a rather unfavorable position.
To put it bluntly, at least at this time, he must not go offline at the beginning, leaving only Yuan Mingqing to mediate with the two troublesome people.
Since life-saving is the first priority, the leakage of information is not so serious.
Tang Song is gambling.
After all, they don't know what perspective the program group will use to broadcast this time.
In some pvp games, in order to create suspense, the audience has the same limited information as they do. As the plot progresses, they will gradually learn the whole picture of the world.
Then, for the sake of self-preservation, based on the meager information currently in hand, this random fabrication can actually correspond to the plot of the script one by one. From the perspective of most audiences, not only will they not question them, but they will praise them. His own cleverness identified his cheating as wisdom.
Stepping back 10,000 steps, the audience this time is an omniscient perspective, and they know all the script in advance.
The fact that he directly stated the nature of the world will indeed make many viewers doubt.
But his conjectures were not without aim.
He did hear the rumors of the guards outside at first, and also found valid evidence such as identity cards from the people he killed.
It is not impossible to say that he is a blind cat and a dead mouse, and it is not impossible to guess that the world is dominated by lunatics.
In any case, in order to add a layer of insurance to the final victory of the two, now he must survive and preserve his strength.
Yuan Mingqing tore off his clothes and bandaged Tang Song.
He has already established his own character in this group of people, and he is kind and useless, so he simply implements it to the end.
The eyes of the two did not meet, but their muscles and nerves were tense.
They knew that what they had met this time was not an opponent that could be described as "tough".
Jiang Fang carried the gun and went to the cab to confirm.
The windows in the cab were wide open and empty, with no one in sight.
Tang Song did it very cleanly. When he climbed out of the window, he had already discarded the body of the guard.
In addition, the man was hanged by his legs, and there was not even a drop of blood, so no trace was left.
The parameters of automatic driving are all set. Although Jiang Fang has extensive knowledge, he has no experience in driving such an automatic tram. After some observations to no avail, he turned back and went back to Nan Zhou. Sit down on the chair.
The two talked softly and exchanged some existing information.
After hearing Nan Zhou's introduction to the people present, Jiang Fang raised his brows and asked, "That gentleman, is your name Yuan Mingqing?"
Yuan Mingqing's throat tightened, and he didn't answer, but with a straight face, he said "um" without emotion.
"That's a coincidence. The injured gentleman's surname is Tang."
Jiang Fang jokingly said, "Mr. Tang, your name is Tang Song, right?"
Tang Song: "..."
Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties: "..."
The injured Mr. Tang turned his back to the sky, and Quan Dang himself fainted.
When he got no response, Jiang Fang shrugged at Nan Zhou: "Look, I'm always unlikable."
Nan Zhou gave him an idea with a cold face: "If your words were less, it would be very cute."
Jiang Fang pursed his lips and smiled: "Like you?"
Nan Zhou frowned in confusion: "I'm not cute."
Jiang Fang asked him, "Why are you here?"
The tone was as if the two were old friends who had known each other for a long time.
Nan Zhou: "I don't know."
Jiang Fang: "It's fine if you don't know."
Nan Zhou: "Where is it?"
Jiang Fang leaned back relaxedly, pressing his elbows on the back of the seat behind Nan Zhou, and looked at Nan Zhou's beautiful nose from the side: "...It would be great to have you in this world."
Nan Zhou put his hand on his thigh at will, and just wanted to get to the bottom of it, he suddenly closed his mouth.
Through a thin layer of slightly hard pants, he gently rubbed the skin underneath with a subtle expression.
Jiang Fang noticed his inexplicability: "What's wrong?"
Nan Zhou silently traced the outline of a metal leg ring on his thigh with his fingertips.
It fit snugly there, and even Nan Zhou didn't notice it.
It wasn't until the leg ring, which was warm to the skin, was slightly sunk by the pressure of the fingertips, that it had a little sense of existence.
After thinking for a while, Nan Zhou answered cautiously, "I don't know. Something seems to be wrong with me."
Why is this happening
Did he wear a ring like this on his leg when he left Nevertown
Do all of them have it
In order to confirm, he reached out and pinched the inner side of Jiang Fang's thigh.
... nothing.
When Jiang Fang's expression became weird, he withdrew his hand and continued to think about the origin of this weird circle.
Suddenly, he felt a trace of abnormality.
Li Yinhang, who was obediently staying not far from them after his self-introduction, seemed to have a feeling, and looked out the window: "...Did the car slow down?"
Indeed it is.
The tram is slowly reducing its speed.
Not far away, there was a gray platform inlaid with a circle of sunlight and white edges.
... coming to the station soon
As the body leaned forward slightly, Li Yinhang's muscles gradually tightened from bottom to top, and the tension spread all the way to the throat, causing a certain block of breathing just right.
Nan Zhou lowered his eyebrows and pondered quietly.
They are located in the middle of the carriage.
The front and rear of the carriage are transparent and clear at a glance. There is no absolute blind spot that can perfectly hide people.
Jiang Fang came from the front of the car, Yuan Ming and Qing Dynasties came from the rear.
Along the way, the two of them have never met anyone else, and they have never had verbal or physical conflict. It can be confirmed that, not counting the mentally ill patient who was killed by Jiang Fang, and Mr. Tang hiding in the cab, the total Only five people.
Their destination has long been determined.
So, what is waiting for them at the end
But they don't have much time to think.
The vehicle has entered the station.
The body and the rails rubbed together to make a high-pitched sound that seemed to slide past the human heart:
squeak-
The car finally stopped.
The door of the carriage never opened.
Li Yinhang boldly looked out through the transparent door and window glass.
There seemed to be nothing but the snow-white sunlight that fell all over the place.
It was about noon, and the dazzling white sunlight with a soft and heavy silver texture scorched the thin layer of dust covering the ground to create a slightly fishy heat, which rolled in through the broken window.
Li Yinhang narrowed his eyes and looked towards the periphery of the platform, only to feel that there was someone in the light.
Even if it was just a hallucination, it made her scalp tingle.
However, after a few seconds, the goose bumps that had spread all over her body suddenly exploded.
- Not a hallucination.
There are real people around the platform.
Seven in total.
They moved slowly and sluggishly, and came out of No. 13 carriage together.
The seven people lined up, standing quietly in the light, with pale faces, like sunflowers, all facing the stopped carriage.
They stood arm in arm in the light, a dozen meters away from them, staring at them naked, straightforward, and full of desire.
Nan Zhou raised his arm subconsciously and used the gun body as an extension, protecting him in front of Jiang Fang and Li Yinhang.
Li Yinhang feels extremely bad now.
She felt like a sardine in a can with an automatic corkscrew screwed in.
If she could, she hoped that she would not have to get out of the car for the rest of her life.
However, the door still opened uncontrollably.
The doors of all carriages opened neatly and slowly, like a group of well-trained beasts, teeth of steel open, waiting to spit out or swallow something.
In the suffocating silence, a tall middle-aged man walked out from behind the seven people.
He walked to the front of the No. 13 carriage and bowed politely to everyone in the car: "Welcome."
Except for his unusual clothes, he looks like a normal person, with a lively expression and no mental disorder.
But according to the intelligence of Mr. Tang whose leg was broken by them, he came from an organization full of abnormal humans.
The fact that the vehicle can stop here is inherently ominous.
Seeing that none of the five responded, the man smiled with a good temper: "This is our welcome team, are you scared?"
Li Yinhang: "..."
Is this the welcome team
It seems to be a professional send-off team for the whole village to eat.
The man probed and asked, "Where is the person in charge of escorting you?"
Jiang Fang stood behind Nan Zhou and lied without changing his face: "One fell ill and jumped, the other—"
He pointed to Tang Song who was lying on the ground: "I was injured by that sick person."
Tang Song buried his head extremely low, and tried to cover his face with a mess of blood-stained hair, not even daring to breathe.
Fortunately, the man didn't seem to recognize him, just glanced at him casually, and shook his head regretfully: "Oh. Sorry, we also specially selected people with relatively stable conditions for the search mission."
Li Yinhang: "..." God's condition is relatively stable.
Nan Zhou asked: "Search? What are you searching for?"
"We unconditionally shelter and care for all people with special diseases. This is the Garden of Eden. There will be no such unorganized, undisciplined, and mutually attacking things outside."
The man smiled and said Yan Yan: "You are safe here. We are a big family here. When you come here, it's like going home."
Treat them as someone with a mental illness...
Li Yinhang didn't dare to speak, and subconsciously glanced at Nan Zhou.
Nan Zhou really lived up to expectations, and his words were astonishing, and Li Yinhang shivered: "We are not sick."
He was not afraid at all.
Eight people, twisting their necks, it takes about a minute in total.
He has even silently planned a path of action.
"Oops." The man understood quite well, "In our town of Eden, you don't have to be so nervous and defensive. We are all intimate. As long as we don't break the rules, we can be happy with each other. Live on."
His hand pointed back and pointed to the group of seven lined up: "This is the person in charge of the seven disease symptom divisions in our town. There are strong aggression, weak aggression, inner phobia, outer Animal phobias, functional disorders, psychosexual disorders, and other special disorders, we have classified them according to their symptoms, so don’t take it as a surprise.”
Li Yinhang: "..." Got it.
The group of people who co-authored gathered together on the platform, similar to the freshmen who were registered by the seniors of various departments of the university.
Nan Zhou had no choice but to give up his head-breaking strategy and asked, "What are the rules?"
"Just learn slowly." The man smiled and said, "For example, the first and most basic rule, once we capture normal humans, we will kill them immediately and dissect them. This is important research material."
… Five important research materials do not speak.
The man looked around at them and asked earnestly, "So, what's wrong with you?"