The five Yin Kuang people safely met with Wei Ming and others in Lincoln Square. There was no joy of reunion, instead, after silently looking at each other, there was only a deep sigh.
In Lincoln Square, where it was pouring rain, more than a dozen teenagers stood silently, letting the rain hit their bodies.
The shadow of death hangs over the hearts of every surviving student in Class 1204, infinitely amplifying all negative emotions.
Deep despair, deep helplessness, and deep fear... occupy the hearts of every surviving student.
Only 38 hours had passed, and already nearly half of the students were dead. Wang Ning's whereabouts are unknown again, and the situation is likely to be in danger. The tragic sight of every classmate's death is still vivid in my mind.
Even Li Shuangmu, Yin Kuang and others who are determined can hardly squeeze out the slightest sense of security in their hearts.
Especially for Yin Kuang, the "three times" death design was like a sharp sword suspended by his hair, hanging above his head, as if it might fall at any time. But the longer he didn't come, the more he became worried about everything he did. Just like before, if he fought hard to catch up, he would definitely be able to keep Tang Zhaotian behind. However, he was afraid that the God of Death would suddenly attack him, so he could only watch Tang Zhaotian escape bitterly.
Yin Kuang felt that if he were any more vulnerable, he might even be driven crazy!
"This won't work! If we all lose the courage to live, then we are really dead. What do you think?" Tang Rouyu stood up, broke the silence, and said: "We can't go on like this. Otherwise, we won't be able to wait for death. If you kill us, we will be responsible for our own death. Let's go find a hotel, take a good bath, eat a full meal, and have a good sleep. Only in this way will we have the energy to cope with it. Death's design. Go."
With that said, she pulled Ouyang Mu and waved to everyone.
Wei Ming also patted his belly and said loudly: "Anyway, I'm starving to death. I don't care about the God of Death. Now I just want to have a full meal. Damn the God of Death!"
When he yelled, he seemed to have the aura of drinking guillotine.
Bai Lu also said: "That is to say, what do you think a bunch of people look like standing here? Do you think they are the Young and Dangerous? Let's go, let's go! Take a shower, eat and sleep. Damn God of Death! The sky is huge, the earth is huge, Eat and sleep the most! Besides, for a bunch of grown men, it’s not the time to be decadent in the rain. How dare you let seven delicate beauties accompany us in the rain? If you don’t feel sorry for me, I feel sorry for you. Haha!”
After hearing what Wei Ming and Bai Lu said, the others barely managed to squeeze out a smile.
Ouyang Mu also spat at Bai Lu: "Do you want to feel sorry for me?"
A coquettish sentence made everyone chuckle.
Just when everyone was about to leave, Yin Kuang suddenly said: "I won't go with you."
"Why?" Wei Ming asked.
Everyone also looked at Yin Kuang curiously.
Yin Kuang said: "My situation is different from yours. You are just the target of death, and I am the object of death's hatred. If I follow you, I will only hurt you. Similarly, if I face it alone With Death’s design, the chance of survival will be greater.”
Everyone looked at each other speechlessly. Frankly speaking, although they are helpless, most people are still not willing to be with Yin Kuang if Yin Kuang really may attract death and implicate them.
"Haha, since I was able to escape Death's design once, I can escape the second and third time." Yin Kuang waved his hand and said, "Obviously, in this examination scene, we cannot escape at all. The only way to not want to die is to face it bravely. If you give up and your heart is dead, you will definitely die. If you face it bravely and fight bravely, there may be hope of living. Even if you really die, there will be no trace of death. Regret. In the face of death, a god, no matter how powerless we are to resist, it is still better than giving up cowardly."
Li Shuangmu breathed out and said, "Then, be careful."
"Yes. So do you." Yin Kuang said to Li Shuangmu: "Not only should you be careful of the God of Death, but also Tang Zhaotian and 'that person'."
"Same."
The two shook hands and then said goodbye to the others.
"When will we see you again?" Bai Lu asked.
Yin Kuang smiled and said, "I don't know either. Maybe soon, maybe... Haha."
As everyone watched, Yin Kuang's back gradually disappeared into the dense rain curtain.
"Oh, let's go too."
Tang Rouyu sighed and said: "He is right, the only thing we can do is to face it bravely. Even if it means death!"
…
The sound of wind, rain, thunder, and trumpets filled my ears.
Yin Kuang walked alone on the empty street, letting the heavy raindrops hit him, ignoring the weird looks of the pedestrians on the left and right, thinking about his own problem as he walked, "Wang Ning... Tang Zhaotian... If I guessed it right? Wrong, these two people must be getting together. So, what is their purpose? If I had known, I would have left something on Tang Zhaotian."
In fact, rather than thinking about the problem, it is better to say that Yin Kuang doesn't know where he should go.
Originally, Yin Kuang was unwilling to walk on the street. Because this is the most vulnerable place to death’s designs—but where is the safe haven? No! Moreover, Yin Kuang is really fed up with the oppression of the ever-present crisis, which is driving him crazy!
Therefore, Yin Kuang simply gritted his teeth, walked onto the street, and entered the high-risk minefield! It would be the same death to die early or late, so it would be better to die simply and save the torture. Besides, who said that he would not be able to escape the design of death
Just as Yin Kuang was carefully observing his surroundings, a bag was suddenly handed to Yin Kuang, "Maybe you need a raincoat, young man."
The speaker was an old man with wrinkles on his face and pale hair, holding an umbrella and smiling very kindly.
Yin Kuang looked at it and was stunned. His cold heart couldn't help but feel warm, and he said, "Thank you."
"You're welcome." The old man said, "No matter why you feel confused, don't lose hope in life. No matter how heavy the rain is, it will stop when it rains. Isn't it?"
Yin Kuang nodded.
Everyone understands the truth, but how many people can actually do it
"Excuse me, can I ask you a question?" Yin Kuang said, "A very presumptuous question."
"Really? Haha. I'm very happy to answer your questions." The old American man said.
Yin Kuang hesitated for a moment and said, "So, are you afraid of death?"
"Death?" The old American man looked at Yin Kuang strangely, but he was not angry, and then said: "Son, this is not a question you should consider at your age. However, since you asked, maybe I can talk about my feelings. Just mine."
"Um."
"To be honest, after living for more than 60 years, I still feel that I have not lived enough." The old American man said with a happy smile: "I still want to take a walk in the park with my wife. My youngest grandson can already speak. He called me grandpa. The lovely Bai Xue is a puppy in our family. He is very cute. He likes me to hold him and watch the sunrise. Life is so beautiful. So to be honest, I don’t want to die."
Yin Kuang didn't know why. He just asked the old man if he was afraid of death, but he didn't expect the old man to say a lot of things.
"However, if you really want to talk about whether I'm afraid of death or not, to be honest, I'm not actually afraid. There's nothing to be afraid of."
"Not afraid?"
"Why should you be afraid?" the old American man asked, "Well, people are always going to die. Life will end. This is a... law of nature. Do you understand the law? It's like a cup, it can hold With so much water, the excess water will naturally overflow. And the dead people are the overflowing water. Of course, from an individual sense, death is indeed a very sad thing. But that is It is necessary. Human beings cannot resist the power of nature. If there is a god, maybe it can. But I believe that even if there is a god, there must be rules that act on the god. This is an objective fact. Also, as a lover of philosophy, I am actually an atheist.”
"I hope my words are useful to you, little boy. At your age, you should enjoy your wonderful youth."
After saying that, the old American man smiled and left.
"Death...nature's law? Overflowing water...the rules that limit the gods..."
Yin Kuang felt like he had caught something. However, in fact, his mind was completely blank, and he even lost the ability to think. It is unknown whether he really cannot understand the things that are like a mirror, or whether his consciousness has touched some restricted areas and was forcibly cut off. But his whole body was stuck there like a piece of wood.
After a long time, Yin Kuang shook his head and said: "Forget it, if you don't understand, don't think about it. If you desert now, you are simply courting death."
Looking at the raincoat given by the old American man, Yin Kuang thought about it and finally put it on. Although my body was already wet, I couldn't bear to live up to the kindness of others.
"God of Death, what method will he use to deal with me?"
Crack!
A dazzling bolt of lightning struck from the sky, bringing brief light to the dark night.
But for Yin Kuang, it brought darkness.
Because lightning happened to be draped on the street lamp pole next to Yin Kuang, the street lamp was struck by lightning, and the light bulb exploded instantly. The broken glass from the explosion hit Yin Kuang under the street lamp, forcing Yin Kuang to close his eyes, otherwise he would be killed by the god of death. The broken glass manipulated was enough to scare his eyes.
As Yin Kuang avoided it, Yin Kuang suddenly heard a whistling sound of breaking wind.
It turns out that the dazzling lightning just now affected not only Yin Kuang, but also a crane driver. Because the crane driver's eyes were irritated by lightning, he had to slam on the brakes. The brakes were applied, but the car didn't stop in time, and it barely came to a stop after it swerved. But the hook on the boom did not stop. Due to inertia or some kind of force, the hook swept towards Yin Kuang's location!
Although Yin Kuang closed his eyes, his 13-point perception was not empty. Although he could not identify the position by hearing the sound, he could still tell the general position, so he fell down and lay on the ground.
He almost felt the hook brushing against the back of his head.
Yin Kuang did not stand up immediately, but continued to roll a few times until he was far enough away from the crane.
And the moment he stood up, two more dazzling light beams shot into his eyes, forcing Yin Kuang to instinctively close his eyes. What followed was the screeching sound of tires rubbing against the ground.
"Oops..." Yin Kuang sighed secretly, "I'm afraid I'm going to be knocked away this time..."
However, the collision that Yin Kuang was waiting for did not happen. Instead, there was an angry voice, "Hey! Are you looking for death, pig?! Get out of here!"
“…”
Yin Kuang was stunned and found a truck parked in front of him, less than two meters away from him.
"Didn't hit..." Yin Kuang couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and said with a cold face: "I'm sorry."
The truck driver spat hard on the ground, stepped on the accelerator, almost wiping Yin Kuang's body, and hit the road again. It seemed that the hot-tempered driver was very dissatisfied with Yin Kuang.
However, just when Yin Kuang turned around and was about to leave, he suddenly heard the sound of a series of objects rolling down.
Looking back, I saw that the door behind the container truck suddenly opened, and the blue barrels piled up inside one after another rolled down like dumplings, rolling directly towards Yin Kuang's location.
When Yin Kuang saw the logo on the blue barrel, he was immediately frightened, "It's actually an oil barrel!?"
It’s not just the oil drum, it’s the oil drum with the lid open. The pungent oil flowed all over the ground as the oil drum rolled, and was washed away by the rain, spreading everywhere.
Yin Kuang quickly turned around and ran away.
Maybe the road was too slippery, or maybe he stepped on something. Before he could take two steps, he suddenly slipped and fell to the ground. Almost as soon as he slipped, an oil drum rolled over him.
Then the oil poured all over him.
Yin Kuang suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, "It's over..."
Although Yin Kuang didn't know where the God of Death would borrow fire from, he knew that the God of Death must have a way to get fire, otherwise it would never get oil all over itself.
Sure enough, the huge neon sign of a shop on the roadside suddenly collapsed and hit an oil drum. The sharp steel directly pierced the oil drum, and at the same time, a cloud of sparks burst out due to the broken wires. , before the heavy rain could extinguish it, it fell on the oil on the ground.
The fire was burning in the heavy rain. In the blink of an eye, a large area of oil-covered ground burst into flames.
And Yin Kuang, because of the oil all over the ground, could not even get a foothold, let alone escape, as the ruthless fire swallowed him up.
The erected recruitment tool was pulled by some unknown force and smashed straight towards Yin Kuang.
Bang!