Yuan Mingqing laughed bitterly: "... 'Win'?"
If he joined the "Ark", "Adam" would cease to exist.
The stakes placed on them will collapse with it.
He still caused irreparable damage, and even if he went out, he still couldn't live.
Jiang Fang changed to a more relaxed posture against the wall, and talked to him in a gentle tone: "If you win, can you make a wish?"
Having said this, Jiang Fang tilted his head, and the braid slipped down his shoulders a little.
He raised his hand to straighten the ends of his hair, and also dyed the pure silver-white hair tail with a blood palm print: "'Wish' is the cornerstone of the entire game, after you join us and help us win, no matter whether you are Make a wish for your own immunity, or make a wish for your friend's resurrection, it should be fine."
Yuan Mingqing stared at Jiang Fang intently, wanting to see how many demagogic words he could say from this poisonous snake's mouth: "...What if I refuse?"
That being said, Yuan Mingqing knew that he had clearly lost miserably.
The resurrection of Tang and Song is not impossible in theory.
This requires rummaging through the "recycle bin" for the destroyed data and reorganizing it.
But the difficulty of this matter is no less than finding and piecing together a piece of toilet paper that was shredded and blown directly downwind in a garbage dump that covers an area of dozens of acres.
"Adam" caused huge losses due to a serious error in personal judgment. The top management has suffered a lot. Why should he spend such a huge amount of resources to find Tang Song's broken corpse
Besides, even if he couldn't save Tang Song, he had to save himself.
After entering the game, the game party has signed contracts of different prices with them according to their performance.
The remuneration stipulated in the "Adam" contract is more generous than that of other colleague players.
Correspondingly, once they lose, the punishment they will face is a hundred times more tragic than other colleagues.
The terms of the contract were extremely strict. Even if Tang Song was dead, his family would have to pay the debt for him.
All the existing lives of their parents and siblings will be destroyed, and they will be exiled to the lowest data factory to be the saddest data scavenger.
Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties can cancel the contract and give up all rewards and punishments by making a wish.
Although it was a waste of time, it would not sink into the mud.
As for Tang Song or his family,
He can't take it anymore.
So, his last wish is to do this multiple-choice question
… No.
In the past, when Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties were bored before going to bed, they analyzed with Tang and Song Dynasties what the wishes of the three people in the "Li Fang Ark" would be.
One of them must be to resurrect all the players who died in the game before.
In any case, Tang Song also belonged to the "player" list.
Only by joining the "Ark Cube", helping them win, letting them make a wish, and the contract of their own wishing "Adam" is invalid, can it barely count...
… both…
When thinking of this step, Yuan Mingqing suddenly froze, and his whole body became cold with convulsions.
… Is he already thinking about how to make a wish after joining the "Cube Ark" to maximize the benefits
Jiang Fang's constant "wish" and "wish" are leading him to slowly step into those beautiful ideas about the future.
Every word and every word of his is a calculation after a hundred times of consideration, and they are all softly forcing him to make the choice that Jiang Fang wants him to make!
The noose around his neck tightened step by step, making Yuan Mingqing lose the strength to even sneer.
Seeing Yuan Mingqing's face was always pale and silent, Jiang Fang's nonsense became more and more exaggerated: "Although one person died in 'Adam', the score is halved, but no matter what, you still have some effect on us. "Don't be so arrogant."
Yuan, Ming and Qing were still speechless.
Jiang Fang added: "I'm a very kind person, and I don't see others being embarrassed, so let me help you think of a few other paths."
Because of the blood loss, he gasped for a moment at the place where these words landed.
In this gap, Yuan Mingqing cast a thoughtful look at him.
After mixing his breath, Jiang Fang really gave him an idea.
"You can commit suicide here. Once you're done, you won't have to go back and face the mess. I'll save you trouble."
"Oh, of course, before that, you can tell us all the secrets about Gravity to the last bit of value."
"Alternatively, I can also end this illusion and let you go back to a safe point. We will fight in pvp again. It's just that you have become one person, and you can no longer participate in the 1v1 team competition. The distribution system has a high probability of killing you. spit it out. our pk ends
, and you will only have half of your points left. "
"Then, you can go the most traditional way, go back and admit your mistakes, and be sincere. After all, so many people watch you being played by us, they should be tolerant and considerate of you for the sake of your cuteness and simplicity... Probably you Just get kicked out of the show for nothing."
At the end, he did not forget to make up for it with a rhetorical question: "… Could it be worse?"
Yuan Mingqing's nostrils fluttered, his face twisted.
Killing intent hit him like the night fog outside the window, obscuring his other thoughts.
Only the killing words are clear and eye-catching.
At this point, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties could not have imagined a worse development.
Instead, he calmed down completely: "Thank you for that."
Jiang Fang nodded gently and gentlemanly: "You're welcome."
Yuan Mingqing: "However, I prefer another option."
Jiang Fang: "Please speak."
Yuan Mingqing did not speak any more.
He opened the item slot that he had opened several times in the past few days but dared not touch it, and slowly pulled out a long knife from it.
The blade was wiping like fresh snow, dazzlingly bright.
Jiang Fang blew a whistle: "Ah, if you want to get rid of us, you need to make up for it. It's also a way."
Yuan Mingqing: "..." Do I need you to comment on me
He now has the only remaining advantage.
Jiang Fang's subtle breath just now was his chance.
He is now traumatized, has lost a lot of blood, and is alone again.
Even if he is evenly matched with Jiang Fang's force value setting, theoretically, it is difficult to distinguish for a while, and if he simply fights props with him, he still has a chance of winning.
The only uncontrollable variable in this hotel is now being controlled by the tides of the moon.
Kill them all in one go!
Even if you wait for yourself to go out and lose half of your points, there is always a chance to save it!
However, Jiang Fang's next action was once again far beyond Yuan, Ming and Qing's expectations.
He raised his hand, but did not take out any props.
With his movements, a large swath of poppy and poppy-like blood rushed out from his palm, but he was unusually calm, so calm that it brought out a bit of a ghostly smell.
He wiped blood on the corner of his left cheek and lip.
Bright red bloodstains bloomed brightly on both sides of his lips and cheeks, like the happy smile of a clown.
right
Because of his crazy behavior, Yuan Mingqing's heart was full of doubts, and the hand holding the knife also added a hesitation.
"…I have one last question."
Jiang Fang leaned weakly against the wall, a pitiful figure who was soft and boneless, but his words were provocative.
"I can hear the footsteps of the people I like. Can you?"
Before he finished speaking, Yuan Mingqing's ears clearly caught the sound of two footsteps coming from outside the restaurant.
wait, the two...
... Could it be? !
Yuan Mingqing's thoughts turned sharply, he stopped the blade abruptly, took a few steps backwards, held the window frame of the restaurant, and looked out—
He repeatedly confirmed in the evening that the moon wheel in the sky was complete and flawless.
Even though the sky was dark and the full moon was hidden in the clouds and mists, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties were still full of confidence.
At this moment, all the dark clouds covering the moon dissipated, and the misty fog that continued to set off around them disappeared.
Against the backdrop of the clear blue, a wisp of silver arrow-like light, like an arrow piercing the bullseye, shot directly on the moon wheel.
The weird silver light coming out of this line successfully modified the shape of the full moon.
… In the middle of the month, the full moon that should have appeared on the horizon was shot down by Jiang Fang alone, like a heart shot by Cupid’s sword.
Here... is a world under his sole control.
In his world, Nanzhou would not be affected by the moon at all!
Jiang Fang raised the tip of his right finger, made a Zhang Xian hook gesture in the air, aimed at the back of Yuan Mingqing's head, and showed a gentle smile.
He released his fingers and simulated the sound of arrows shooting out: "Crack."
... it's over.
When Yuan, Ming and Qing resigned and closed his eyes slightly, Nan Zhou appeared at the door of the restaurant.
His steps were light and swift, and he was not impatient. His complexion was porcelain white as always. His hair, which had just been washed and had not been wiped off, was wetly draped over his shoulders, and his white shirt was smudged into a thin, dark color.
Li Yinhang, on the other hand, was obediently at the door of the restaurant, not even taking a head off, and never making a fuel bottle.
She felt that the inexplicable appearance of Yuan, Ming and Qing must be deceitful.
How did he get here? How did they know they were here
She had no idea of her own, so she left Jiang Fang to take care of it, and ran to Nan Zhou for help.
When Li Yinhang walked upstairs quietly, Nan Zhou was taking a bath.
Wait until Nanzhou understands what happened
What, simply get dressed, and spend some more time.
Nan Zhou stopped for a moment in front of the restaurant.
Before he saw Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, he first saw the blood dripping down Jiang Fang's fingertips.
Jiang Fang's body swayed just right, and it seemed that he could no longer stand.
Seeing that the situation was not right, Nan Zhou hurried to greet him.
Seeing Nan Zhou coming, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and then, the whole person fell forward, half fainted, and his forehead accurately fell on Nan Zhou's shoulder.
He breathed slightly, sweat hung on his face, his lips that had lost excessive blood were no longer rosy, and a thin layer of light naturally floated under his eyes, as if he could easily blink and tears would fall.
With endless grievances in his words, he skillfully showed weakness and acted like a spoiled child: "...It hurts."
Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties: "..."
He was stunned by Jiang Fang's superb ability to change his face.
Nan Zhou stroked Jiang Fang's hair, which was soaked in cold sweat and blood, as a gesture of comfort.
Immediately, he quietly cast his emotionless gaze towards Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties and asked two death questions:
"Why are you here?"
"what have you done?"
At the same time, Jiang Fang, who was leaning softly on Nanzhou's shoulder, turned his head to Yuan Mingqing quietly.
... How I want to say about the origin of this wound depends on your attitude.
Do you choose to die and let go, or do you choose obediently, and I choose the "best of both worlds" path for you
Soon, Yuan Mingqing gave the answer.
His left hand resting on the edge of the window sill slowly dropped.
In his other hand, he was carrying a medicine box taken from the storage slot.
There was a sullen calm in his voice.
“…I… come to join you.”
The author has something to say: Brother Fang: Thank you for stabbing me
Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties: ￥￥