It's quite realistic, you can say a few last words after being killed, but the poison in reality, hehe, it's not the poison attack in the game that makes your body turn green and lose blood, and it's over, it just kills you Without a message.
"I have to take back what I just said, Yu Chen, just now I suspected that you might not be the one to break the genetic argument..."
At the last moment, the little spray touched his chin and said meaningfully, I think this is a kind of halo plot of the protagonist that only appears in the plot of a novel. Next, should I praise how different I am
"You pay too much attention to the surface of things, like you use those poisonous gases as power, but forget that the way to get in touch with genetic restrictions is in your body. Einstein is remembered because his brain development reached a limit It is, that is, what I said is close to the state of opening the door, but it is still not enough."
Swipe, I felt like I had suffered an electric shock, and I felt a little bit blinded standing there, because I found that the other party seemed to be negating me, and to be precise, put me back in the position of a normal person.
"I still know the general meaning of those foreign words, but you still don't know the best, you are just a normal person Yu Chen, let's face it, if you are a genius, will you think the same way as a normal person? You are too deliberately trying to be brave I'm too afraid of messing things up, so you should save yourself if you are so low."
His words caused dissatisfaction among those around him.
I gradually fell into a deep slumber, and I felt that Xiao Gao, Gu Fei, and even Xia Lei beside me were more deliberately alienating the little troll.
But this is unreasonable in itself. I don't believe that a bottle of potion can turn people into superpowers, or the so-called existence beyond the limits of human beings. After all, some theory is unscientific.
But is there really something wrong with what he said? Although I still don't know the information left by Xia Ling, where did the mysterious little girl learn Nepali and this theoretical term? There are still many, many mysteries about how they are connected. , but vaguely feel that my body is indeed gradually changing.
I saw a smile, many people have different smiles before falling asleep, but it seems that the howler's boiling heart is hidden in it, little troll, I really don't know whether to say you are the savior of our passengers, or howl An accomplice sent by the Weepers
Because I am sure that the Howler also realized that it can be proved in this way. Instead of letting everyone guess who is the one who is secretly acting, it is more intuitive to directly present the power of the potion.
Woo...
I heard the whistle, and the train was in the air, heading towards the center of the lake. I even saw a barren desert interspersed outside. What a strange picture, but I seemed to be lying in the middle, I was bound by the inexplicable railroad tracks.
It seems that there is no room for it, like the true portrayal of my heart, I shouted in my dream, I pretended that I could still act in reality, just like the delay of playing games, it made people helpless and even crazy.
No! ! ! It wasn't until I woke up that I started shouting, and fell into that long-argued issue again.
I made a panic cry in my dream and then woke up, so in theory, was I awakened by the sound in the dream or by myself
"Zzz..."
Of course, in comparison, I seem to be more concerned about my current situation. I pay too much attention to the temptation brought by the mysterious theory, and I rely too much on the infinite possibilities brought by the medicine itself, but my body and brain have indeed grown. At the same time, I am already standing in danger.
"Yes, it's her!"
The coolness swept across the skin, and before it even spread, I saw a big red mark on the fat girl's head.
There is no green potion to extend my life, and no yellow shield icon to protect me. In short, it is a dead end. The woman who dressed me as a scientist died.
The scary thing is that I don't seem to have argued with her, or that there was a debate between us and it seems to have died down inexplicably.
What's even more frightening is that after the woman disappeared, it seemed that I was the biggest beneficiary, so pale that I couldn't refute.
"Fuck, I know it can't be used, there's no need to remind me once!"
Beep, of course, what makes me lose control of my emotions more than the weird unfolding is the sound of the antidote app, the black hand is ruthlessly laughing at my stupidity, even though he has endowed us with various identities and abilities, orderly under the rules and a seemingly fair game, Use your wit and patience to get a chance to survive.
But after all, we can’t change our fate like marionettes. It’s the greatest irony to dance with shackles and think that we are free, and I really fell into the entanglement of their speculation.
Of course Xiuxiu is an idiot, she said she shouldn't let me use poison on her, but I even want to bet on the tiny chance of her, at least 10 to 20 percent.
After all, the person who seems to be hiding serious suspicions and who seems to have insufficient motivation and IQ to support the identity of the howler may indeed be a boring wolf. I have been playing werewolf killing for so many years and I am familiar with various routines.
But here is the terrible thing. If I really choose her, poisoning this female anchor will prove that I have completely lost my direction. I doubt that I would rather choose a person who may be poisoned wrong but will definitely get support, and it is almost impossible. Dare to make more fuss about the uncertain situation.
Didi.
Time itself is cruel, it will not go backwards and will not pass quickly, so it reminds me that the restraint on my arm is about to reach a critical point. In fact, I have a feeling of eagerly watching it explode in time, and at the same time want to explode The selection operation was performed one second ago.
Stimulate! That feeling stimulates my body like heroin. Although I have never smoked that thing and don't know how those addicts feel, there must be a reason for so many people addicted to it.
What's more, in reality, there are many things that have a sinking effect far better than drugs.
"She, or him, or her..."
The scary thing is that I even started to doubt the people closest to me. Although Gu Fei is a bit far-fetched, I have already clicked on Xia Lei's profile picture twice.
I believe that many suspicious people will feel this way, fantasizing about the most reliable and trustworthy people around them betraying themselves. Of course, most of the time it is just a symptom of persecution paranoia, but I really saw the train in a trance in my dream. , Xia Lei's cold face.
This is the scariest thing. I suddenly remembered something that was not concrete in the dream after waking up, but I couldn't tell whether it was the illusion of reality, the reality of the dream, or the illusion of reality
Snapped.
I was under a lot of pressure, and my anger was close to the critical point. I crazily dropped my phone and regretted it instantly, just like when I quarreled with Xia Lei many times in the past, I threw my phone like crazy, as if That is the only object in the world who can vent oppression.
Peng.
But the consequences of impulsiveness are often huge. Things done under such a posture are 100% impulsive and unwise, so in fact, the breakup between us is also like this. The scary thing is that I don’t feel much guilt.
wrong!
I believe that although I am sometimes inexplicably cold-blooded, I am definitely not so scumbag. It is impossible to face a girl who I have hurt and separated for a long time and has feelings for. I can even have feelings for her in my impression. Feel guilty, but when I think of Xia Lei on the plane, I subconsciously suppress it, not even because of the emotion itself.
She is, she is not.
There is such a voice in my heart, crazy like schizophrenia, if I speak now, I can't even organize my words, I will go crazy in place like an idiot.
But I feel that the voice seems to be more rational, calm and calm than myself, and even the two sentences are equally affirmative.
who is she? And not who
The best kind of imagination is that I misunderstood Xia Lei, of course she is me, and there must be no problem.
But the most terrifying conjecture may be that this woman is not the little wild cat I know, but another person, a person who does not exist in reality...