{Jiang Fang}'s question is: "Where are you from?"
The corners of his mouth were curved, but his eyes were aimed at Nan Zhou with unparalleled sharpness.
His patience had been worn out for the most part.
As long as Nan Zhou continued to keep his boring silence, or tried to use some stupid lies to challenge his bottom line of patience, {Jiang Fang} didn't mind destroying the box the first time he got it, without checking any contents.
To tell the truth, as a person who has been alone for more than 20 years, facing the only outsider who may have equal qualifications for dialogue with him on the personality level, {Jiang Fang} is not happy.
He only hoped to see stunned, shaken, pained, and other uncontrollable expressions on this calm and unwavering face.
He's used to being in control.
He hates the feeling of being off the rails.
Nan Zhou's answer was beyond his imagination: "I came from the last box."
"…the previous box"
{Jiang Fang} was stunned for a moment, and then he understood the beauty of this answer in seconds.
… Nan Zhou wanted him to be interested in the box, making him think that the "box" would be a door to leave this closed world.
In this way, even if he wants to torture him again, he will not rashly start from the box.
He folded his arms in front of his chest with a toothy smile: "Really? You're not programmed to lie to me, so that I don't dare to touch the box, right?"
Nan Zhou moved his waist, causing the steel shackles on his wrists to rattle.
With this action, a drop of cold sweat dripped from his long eyelashes, making Nan Zhou look particularly fragile and fragile: "Whatever you think."
{Jiang Fang} deliberately observed his weak expression and determined that there was nothing wrong with his face.
This proves that he is either telling the truth or that he is too good at lying.
{Jiang Fang} grabbed his arm with one hand, tapped between his elbows with his fingers, and nodded gracefully: "... um. It's your turn to ask questions."
Nan Zhou lowered his eyes.
He thought of the [Nanzhou] he met in the second box world.
In that world, [Nan Zhou] actually wanted to die a long time ago.
The reason he survived was just because there was a [Jiang Fang] in that world.
This role gave [Nan Zhou] the hope that "maybe he also wants to get rid of the world consciousness, maybe he will be his companion", and created a warm illusion for him that "I am not alone".
But in this third box game, for someone like {Jiang Fang}, who is cold in nature and alert to all things, just being a {Nanzhou} does not constitute the whole reason for him to live.
With his understanding of Brother Fang, unless his sensibility is strong to a certain extent, it is absolutely impossible for the rational building in his mind to be shaken.
So, Nan Zhou speculated according to his own thoughts: "... 'Your parents were killed by monsters, you want to avenge the monsters in this world'... Is this the reason 'this world' gave you to survive? ?"
{Jiang Fang} suddenly heard this question, and the calm and playful mask was directly shattered in an instant.
He looked at Nanzhou and blinked.
{Jiang Fang} has long been aware of the abnormality in this world. The invasion of Nanzhou, an outsider, and what he said about the "box" made {Jiang Fang} more and more certain that there was a vast world beyond this small town of never.
The world he lives in, his own experience, the real pain when his parents died at the hands of monsters, the only {Nanzhou} who would take the initiative to comfort him...
All that, maybe just a book, a video story, a bad, inevitable event.
Then, the emotion he put into the world, whether it be hatred, joy, or hope, is a complete joke.
Before, he was just suspicious.
The arrival of Nan Zhou confirmed his suspicions.
{Jiang Fang} tortured Nan Zhou, although he had the intention of venting his emotions, but he thought he had hidden the shock and pain in his heart well.
... And Nan Zhou actually dismantled his heart in such a grand manner.
His self-defense mechanism was activated instantly, and he sneered: "Did I make you not hurt enough just now?"
Nan Zhou answered honestly, "It hurts."
Nan Zhou: "It's hard for you to live, I know."
{Jiang Fang} retorted unconsciously: "What do you know? If you were me, in such a world, alone, how could you survive?"
As soon as the words came out, he felt something was wrong.
And Nan Zhou also looked at him, and compared two fingers with the bound wounded hand: "You owe me two problems now."
His mood swings were skillfully manipulated and used by Nan Zhou.
{Jiang Fang} looked at his snow-white wrist that was bruised, red and swollen, and couldn't help but smile a little: "Little liar, you really can lie to me."
Saying that, he suddenly opened the curtains further.
The full moon shines more and more dazzlingly into the window.
The moonlight was like agar that made the butterfly unable to move, and it covered Nanzhou perfectly, causing the imprisoned Nanzhou to tremble, as if it was scorched by fire.
Knowing that this person is narrow-minded and that he will retaliate, Nan Zhou did not want to offend him.
After easing the sharp discomfort, he raised his wet eyes weakly, and said lightly, "I didn't lie. These two are questions you want to ask yourself, and there is no need to blame me."
After {Jiang Fang} calmed down, the gaze that was cast on him became more interesting.
If it is said that his scrutiny of Nanzhou was only the hunter's appreciation of the prey when he caught it, now, he has really developed a little interest in this person.
He said, "You haven't answered yet, so how can you say there are two questions?"
Nan Zhou fell into a brief contemplation.
If the people in the second and third box worlds are regarded as beings independent of themselves, they are all lonely and want to die, and need a reason to live.
So, what is the difference between Nanzhou and them
In Nanzhou's Never Town, he didn't think much about dying in the past.
Even those around him never gave him hope or responded to his kindness.
In a world controlled by invisible forces, the reason for his survival is to work hard to protect his family.
He knew that his family did not have their own sense of independence, but in most of the plots, they also gave Nan Zhou a false but enough warmth.
Later, the younger sister bit him, and together with him, got out of the direction of the main plot line.
He continued to be alone.
At that time, he didn't have a "Jiang Fang" to wait for, and he didn't know what the future would look like.
He just lives on his own, waiting for nothing, just being himself.
Painting, taking classes, and occasionally knocking on the transparent walls outside the town, hoping to get a response or two.
Nan Zhou briefly explained his thoughts, but what he received was a disbelieving sneer from {Jiang Fang}.
He stared at Nanzhou: "Easy to say."
Nan Zhou thought that without his Mr. Apple Tree, he might die alone in the long wait.
...but I won't tell you.
He simply said: "I also have my hope."
{Jiang Fang} gave a light high-five: "How do you know that your hope wasn't sent to you on purpose?"
This question is extremely embarrassing.
What he meant was that the "hope" Jiang Fang identified by Nan Zhou might have been pushed to him by some kind of force in the dark, just to keep him alive and make it easier for others to play with.
After meeting Mr. Apple Tree, Nan Zhou's world was indeed opened by external forces, and he was hunted to death many times in the game.
Later, he was taken out of the world by Jiang Fang, and he was always trapped in the game, unable to escape, and struggled to this day.
When normal people hear this question, they will inevitably shake their doubts:
Is your experience along the way just a story that someone deliberately made up and made people laugh
Nan Zhou was unmoved: "Is this your fourth question?"
From Nan Zhou's reaction, {Jiang Fang} judged that although the beautiful young man in front of him was fragile and susceptible, his mind was extremely strong.
Just as he was about to say something else, with the call of a stiff "Boss", a man with a puppet-like face held a metal box and pushed in the door.
Nan Zhou, who had already taken the box twice, recognized at a glance that this iron box was what he was looking for.
He moved slightly, {Jiang Fang} has confirmed that his subordinates have found the right thing.
{Jiang Fang} took the box and played with the lock in the palm of his hand, trying to smash it.
Nan Zhou was out of strength, leaning against the head of the bed, not moving, just quietly watching his performance.
{Jiang Fang} just wanted to tease him. Seeing that his expression didn't change, he turned the box in the palm of his hand and slammed it twice, but he couldn't try to find out what was inside: "Hey, this is you. things you want."
Nan Zhou: "Well, thank you for your help."
{Jiang Fang}: "Where's the key?"
Nan Zhou: "The fifth question... You give it to me, and I will unlock it."
{Jiang Fang} seemed to be teasing a pet. He held up the box and swayed it in front of him, and then threw it back into his subordinate's hand: "Why should I give it to you?"
Nan Zhou saw that he was going to play tricks with him to the end, and sighed.
However, just when {Jiang Fang} turned around and made a gesture to his opponent, asking him to take the box and go out of the room with him to study slowly, Nan Zhou stopped him from behind: "Hey."
{Jiang Fang} turned around and raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"
Nan Zhou: "Help me close the curtains, thank you."
{Jiang Fang}, who has always been indifferent to others, pondered for a moment, but actually went back and forth, and walked to the window: "Just take it as a benefit that you and he look alike."
When the full moon disappeared before his eyes, Nan Zhou said again, "Thank you."
{Jiang Fang}'s hand holding the curtain paused slightly.
... This seems to be his third "thank you", right
When this little conflict was born at the top of his heart, {Jiang Fang} turned around like lightning and threw the one-blade scissors on the nearby table in the direction of Nanzhou!
With a thud, the scissors were inserted obliquely into the bed board Nan Zhou was lying on, and the bright red handle was nailed to the board, trembling slightly with the inertia of the collision.
… but Nan Zhou is no longer there.
When {Jiang Fang} stopped focusing on himself, Nan Zhou used his bloody palm to hold the cold and bright handcuffs with his backhand.
- The item warehouse cannot store dungeon creatures, but there is no problem with dungeon items.
The handcuffs disappeared from his palm.
{Jiang Fang}'s reflexes were first-rate, and when he realized that he was out of trouble, he immediately retreated to protect the box.
In his vision, once Nan Zhou escaped, he would definitely find the box as the first priority.
But he overlooked one point.
Don't turn your back to the monster.
Even a debilitated monster.
He suddenly felt a heavy weight on his shoulders.
Nan Zhou took him as his target and jumped vertically, wrapping one leg around his neck.
His flexible and slender legs trembled slightly because the strength could not be maintained, but after repeating the muscle memory thousands of times, he still successfully hooked {Jiang Fang}'s neck.
But he was still too weak.
{Jiang Fang} shook out a slender steel thorn from the depths of his sleeve, inserted his backhand into his calf neatly, and followed the strength of his shoulder to lift him straight out of his body!
However, just as he exerted his strength, {Jiang Fang} realized that something was wrong.
… It's too late.
Nan Zhou deliberately let him catch the flaw!
Taking advantage of his move, Nan Zhou borrowed strength from him, and went straight to the subordinate who was standing in the corner of the room like a clay sculpture and holding a box. With a flick of his wrist, he snatched the box from his hand. , Immediately after he landed on the ground, he rolled, and his injured foot fell on the ground, causing him to stumble in pain, and he stumbled out of the half-closed door!
Nan Zhou has experienced too many desperate situations, and he knows what kind of consciousness he must make when he wants to survive from death.
He resisted the pain in his body, and every time he took a step forward, his pierced calf hurt like a knife, and warm blood flowed down his ankle all the way.
He went straight to the window at the end of the hallway and slammed into it without delay!
He completely relied on the force of gravity and his strong muscles and bones, and threw himself directly onto the concrete floor of the street.
The moment he landed with the glass, his five internal organs turned upside down, and he choked a mouthful of blood.
However, his movements did not stop at all. As soon as he turned around, he raised his hand, caught a dagger that was rushing towards the back of his head, and responded with the greatest strength!
Unfortunately, his fingers and wrists were weak, and his eyes were blurred. The sharp blade of the dagger he threw hit the outer wall of the house half a meter away from the window, and it bounced off with a bang.
{Jiang Fang} watched him holding the box, dragging his injured leg and disappearing into the moonlight.
He had no intention of chasing, but leaned against the window and looked at his back.
He knew that his life might be different from tonight.
Fortunately, he didn't particularly care.
He just looked at where Nan Zhou disappeared and guessed where he was going.
He said to himself with a smile: "Running so fast... I still owe you six questions."
…
As Nan Zhou ran, he reached out to pull the lock of the iron box.
It's just that he really lacks strength right now. At this time, it is even more difficult for him to manually tear off the ordinary lock.
He had to endure the pain, dragged the dripping blood on the ground, and rushed forward blindly, until he broke into an alley according to his past memory, Nan Zhou barely stopped his pace, leaned against the wall, shaking his hands, Take out a piece of iron wire from the warehouse, twist it into one strand, and prepare to unlock it.
Nan Zhou's eyes were blurred, and after several attempts, he failed to align the wire with the keyhole.
After this long run, his energy was like a string full of strength, and suddenly slackened, there was a danger of it breaking.
Nan Zhou raised his hand and slapped himself, trying to regain his mind that was about to collapse.
He must not faint!
Fortunately, Nan Zhou also comes with a B-level passive skill, [Nightingale's Proverbs]. Although the treatment level is at the level of a school doctor at most, it cannot treat the bone injuries brought from the previous box, but the flesh wounds are still there. curable.
He squatted down, pulled out the steel thorn, covered the bleeding wound, and provided himself with at least some healing energy.
For the current Nan Zhou, if he wants to successfully unlock the lock, he must at least be clear-headed.
But when he was hiding in the shadows, shaking his hands and trying to open the box, the faint movement around him made the blood flow around him congeal.
When the moon is full, the light and charm of Never Town is a hundred times weaker than usual, so it becomes more and more disturbing and will hide quietly to avoid being plotted against.
Nan Zhou was originally a luminous charm, but when he encountered danger, he instinctively rushed all the way according to his memory, and he broke into an alley far away from the core area of the town.
Originally, this was a safe area where Guangmei lived.
But now, the light charm hidden here is no longer under his command.
To them, "Nanzhou" was an unusual intruder.
If you raise the angle of view, you can see that on the roofs around the alley where Nan Zhou is hiding, dozens of human-shaped cold lights are coming from all directions, blocking every way for Nan Zhou to retreat.
… to preempt and defend their own safe zone.
... also to kill this intruder.
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