After hearing Xie Yuanyuan's purpose, Chi Qingliu was quiet for a while.
He carried a heavy bundle of steel bars, the muscles on his shoulders undulating like mountains, and walked towards his destination. Seeing that he seemed to be thinking, Xie Yuanyuan did not dare to interrupt, so he waited behind him.
The head prisoner, armed with a whip and a long stick, stood aside and watched vigilantly, like a group of guard dogs that would pounce on and bite the prisoners at any time if something didn't go their way, looking for trouble.
He unloaded one bundle and went back to carry another bundle. Xie Yuanyuan could see that he was thinking, so he just followed him patiently, lending a hand from time to time.
Er Qing, Chi Qingliu finally spoke.
"Where are the members of your group scattered?"
He closed his lips tightly, and a wooden cricket that climbed onto Xie Yuanyuan's shoulder flapped its wings, and a sound came from the little insect's body.
Xie Yuanyuan was startled and immediately realized that this was Yan Shi's ability.
I don't know which one is more powerful, Chi Qingliu or Hua Ying... He was thinking absentmindedly while replying: "The Du Zijun I told you is with the female prisoners, and Wen Di is an officer. He can have access to the experimental progress of the concentration camp. , you can also see the Holy Sister, as for Brother He... "
He hesitated for a moment, but he didn't want to expose Chi Qingliu too clearly now, so he said: "He is also in the concentration camp now, but his status is somewhat special and he is restricted."
"He is a major criminal." Chi Qingliu unceremoniously exposed the part he had concealed. "Little brother, let me teach you a truth. The more you hide something, the more you have to highlight it. People will naturally think about it. The implication of your hidden words. If you want to conceal his identity as a prisoner, you should first emphasize that he is a prisoner. In this case, I will definitely make a wild guess. In addition to being a prisoner, he should have a more important identity worthy of attention. ,understand?"
Xie Yuanyuan was a little embarrassed. He said "Oh" and replied: "...I understand. I understand."
"A female prisoner, an officer, a felon..." The wooden cricket's wings fluttered, and it used its forelimbs to comb its slender tentacles back and forth. It was vivid and lifelike. Except for the texture and color of the wood, it was no different from a real cricket. " Coupled with the fact that you are a transparent person... Okay, your starting field is already stronger than most teams."
Xie Yuanyuan said: "Then are you willing to cooperate with us?"
Sweat beads slid down the outline of Chi Qingliu's resolute facial features and spread on the prison uniform. He smiled, and the cricket also jumped twice on Xie Yuanyuan's shoulders.
"Invitations from teams ranked No. 1 in the world and No. 2 in the world will be treated with caution no matter which team. However, Jiang Shanxiao is a top-notch team in both the Nova City and the Uncanny Valley. Why should I listen to you? command?"
Xie Yuanyuan's heart tightened. He followed Chi Qingliu closely and watched as he vigorously lifted the third bundle of steel bars and pressed it firmly on his shoulders: "This is not a command, I'm just asking you to cooperate with our plan. Of the three main tasks, we currently have the most intelligence and information, and the overall plan is definitely the most detailed. If you are willing to cooperate with us, what’s wrong with a win-win situation?"
"-A win-win situation together." Chi Qingliu laughed deeply, "It's so well-deserved that no one can sleep."
Xie Yuanyuan was surprised: "...Huh?"
"You are indeed famous," Chi Qingliu breathed, letting the sweat drip down like a stream. "The miracle created by four people, the savior of novice players, the uncrowned king of the Uncanny Valley... You have held several worlds in your hands. Are there super bosses, two or three?”
Xie Yuanyuan continued: "Uh..."
"At the transfer station of the fifth world, some good people initiated a vote on which big group they are willing to compete with as a team." The wooden cricket seemed to be tired. It flapped its wings and quietly slid off Xie Yuanyuan. Another butterfly spread its wings as pure as magnolia, and fluttered on Xie Yuanyuan's clothes. "Only you, no one can sleep and lead with high votes."
Xie Yuanyuan laughed twice in surprise: "Haha, really? We don't even know."
"You are busy trying to get through levels, rarely paying attention to players' leisure activities, and not going to auctions. Naturally, you don't know the rumors about you." Chi Qingliu said, "For middle and low-level teams, as well as individual players, only If you join a team with you, you will definitely be brought into the top 100 in the perfect team escape mode and win honors that you have never thought of before. There are many people who specialize in opening the underground black market and tracking your battlefield trends. You can do this Never heard of it, Gua Wa'er?"
Xie Yuanyuan was completely shocked: "Wow, I've never heard of it!"
"So now that you are telling me about win-win cooperation, I feel, oh, you are worthy of it," Chi Qingliu said with a smile, "a battlefield philanthropist."
Xie Yuanyuan also became quiet. He didn't know how to explain this beautiful misunderstanding to others. If they didn't want the troublemakers in Muspelheim to benefit, how could they tolerate it again and again and pass the level in escape mode every time? ah? He and Brother Liu still have this possibility, but if it were replaced by two other ruthless people, their skin would be torn clean...
He hesitated for a long time, and finally gave up the idea of explaining and muttered: "So, do you want to cooperate with us or not?"
Chi Qingliu said: "To cooperate, don't you need to show some sincerity? For example, every player is extremely curious about the current situation of the Holy Nun, or..."
Xie Yuanyuan was confused by the previous conversation. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly remembered Wen Zheliu's instructions and hurriedly shouted that it was dangerous and almost lifted the bottom.
"This... well, I'm really not good at lying, and I'm not suitable for negotiating, so I'll tell you the terms." Xie Yuanyuan said helplessly, "I can tell you about the current situation of the Holy Sister, but, Only after you agree to cooperate."
Seeing Chi Qingliu pondering, Xie Yuanyuan continued: "There is also an escape route, the distribution location of the laboratory and the specific map... I can tell you all, as long as you agree to cooperate."
Chi Qingliu went back to move the fifth batch of steel bars and said with a smile, "What do I need these road maps for?"
Xie Yuanyuan said: "Hey, if you want to save these Jews, you must have a map of the concentration camp, otherwise there would be so many people."
"The mission talks about the salvation of the Jews, do we have to rescue them all?" Chi Qingliu wiped the sweat from his eyelashes and eyebrows, "You still don't mind the trouble."
"..." Hearing what he said, Xie Yuanyuan suddenly felt an ominous premonition in his heart, "What if...how are you going to save me?"
The butterfly swayed, but Chi Qingliu's voice was steady: "Have you ever understood the background of the times, and do you know the current situation of the Jews? They were encircled and suppressed by the Nazis, rejected by people from neighboring countries, and transported here, destined to enter the country again. Laboratory, gas chamber, and incinerator. The second mission is followed immediately by the third command to 'destroy everything'. Do you think it's all a coincidence?"
Xie Yuanyuan was stunned: "Why, you, you want to..."
"Sometimes, death is also salvation in another sense," Chi Qingliu said, "We just need to rescue the Holy Sister and let this place be wiped out with smoke."
"Yuanyuan, don't be led astray by him." Wen Zheliu said suddenly.
"Impossible." Du Zijun's voice came over the earphones, "Then I have to take action personally to make him give up this lazy plan."
Wen Zheliu continued: "You still have time, get it done before the commander comes out for inspection, don't be anxious."
Xie Yuanyuan calmed down and shook his head: "We can't do this. We have decided to take out all the prisoners here. If you don't agree..."
"What if I don't agree?" Chi Qingliu smiled, looking quite careless.
"Then I'll go find Gu Xi!" Xie Yuanyuan said loudly, "He knows acupuncture and his medical skills seem to be pretty good. In order to repay my kindness, he will definitely agree to my request. Then I won't need you anymore!"
Chi Qingliu's feet slipped and he almost fell to the ground on his back.
"No, no, no, no!" The butterfly flapped its wings fiercely, "Don't we need to think about it again, alas, little brother, don't go!"
Xie Yuanyuan said: "I'm not leaving."
Chi Qingliu hurriedly said: "Cheng Chengcheng, just tell me what you want me to do! Revolution or uprising, filling the city with golden armor or killing millions of soldiers in Jiangnan? The key point is that I can't contact my teammates now... "
"Tell him," Wen Zheliu interrupted at the right time, "players who serve as SS soldiers will distribute communication props to their teammates."
"Who are you lying to?" Xie Yuanyuan exposed him mercilessly, "Didn't Miss Qin Ying send you the communication earphones?"
Chi Qingliu: "..."
Wen Zheliu suppressed laughter and said softly: "We require channel sharing."
"We require channel sharing," Xie Yuanyuan parroted, "When the deal is concluded, I will give you the news about the Holy Nun!"
Chi Qingliu tried to trick the children's circle but failed. Instead, he was pulled out and beaten. He was defeated step by step. He had no choice but to say: "Okay! Sharing a channel means sharing, and cooperation means cooperation. But we are just cooperation, not a subordinate relationship. !”
"Yes," Xie Yuanyuan nodded solemnly, "I'll leave the male prisoner's side to you. Do your best and start a prairie fire of revolution!"
Chi Qingliu: "Hey, I just said it's not a subordinate relationship. Why are you waving your paw here... Hello, hello?"
Xie Yuanyuan retired after his victory, picked up the butterfly, put it on Chi Qingliu, and ran away quickly.
Wen Zheliu: "Calculate the time, the commander will soon be patrolling about ten meters away from the prisoner's work site for about twenty minutes. Yuanyuan, please pay attention to concealment."
Xie Yuanyuan: "Received."
Du Zijun: "Marcel is going back soon, so be careful."
Wen Zheliu: "OK, I understand."
Seeing that the time was almost up, Wen Zheliu pretended to adjust the armed belt around his waist, walked out of the toilet, and greeted the guard who seemed to be waiting at the door, but was actually watching.
If the use of the enchantment spell hadn't been too conspicuous and made too much noise, Wen Zheliu wouldn't have used the excuse of going to the toilet to reinforce Xie Yuanyuan.
"You've been gone for a long time," Dr. Fabian glanced at him while burying his head, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Wen Zheliu smiled calmly and said, "Yes, I really shouldn't eat sweets. Expired chocolate makes me upset."
The doctor put down the scalpel, stood up straight, and looked at the monster's body carefully for a while. From the angle of Wenzheliu, you can see it lying flat on the dissecting table, its stiff and bruised leg bones with deformed and diseased spiny fins.
"Where did you eat the candy?" he asked absently. "During the war, food is always very, very scarce."
"I'm ashamed to say it," Wen Zheliu's smile was a little embarrassed, "It's the candy from the major. As a friend who can provide valuable information on the Fountain of Eternal Life project, he greeted me warmly, but I couldn't refuse the kindness, so I just Picked one up and ate it.”
"...Poor man," the doctor murmured, "The candies we give to prisoners of war are naturally not perfect... Have you taken your medicine?"
Wen Zheliu asked: "Medicine? Not yet. It's just a piece of candy. Let my body digest it. A stomach that can handle a bullet won't be able to handle a piece of chocolate."
The doctor looked at the monster's body for a long time. He nodded thoughtfully, took off his rubber gloves, walked to the medical table nearby, rolled up his sleeves, and quickly injected himself with a serum-like liquid.
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"With all due respect," Wen Zheliu asked, "Excuse me, are you sick too?"
"No, Sergeant," Fabian replied, "It's just that I forgot that the corpse of this monster will also volatilize the mermaid blood component in the air... Taking an injection of serum on time is a necessary preventive measure."
Wen Zheliu asked nervously: "Oh, then do I also need an injection..."
"No, no need." The doctor lightly rejected his request, "Only researchers like us who deal with living bodies and living corpses every day need to be so cautious. You are just staying here until the end of a process of experiments... It’s only seven days, so there’s no need to panic.”
"Okay," Wen Zheliu breathed a sigh of relief, "Then I'll feel relieved."
After the injection, the doctor wore a mask and nodded to him: "Excuse me for being with you for a moment, sergeant. I think Marcel needs me, and she hasn't received her preventive serum today. Guard! Please come over and watch. Sergeant, don't let the sharp instruments in the lab hit him."
After saying this, two guards immediately stood at the door, and he strode out.
Staring silently at the hideous-looking corpse on the autopsy table with its limbs cut into pieces, Wen Zheliu sat on the cold chair, his expression unchanged, but a sly smile gradually gathered in the depths of his eyes.
He reached out his hand and tapped the earphone twice.
"Here." Du Zijun said, "Are you sure?"
"Yes," Wen Zheliu whistled casually, "The hot coffee is ready. The sweetness of a piece of chocolate will be more suitable than a sugar cube."
Du Zijun smiled: "It seems that you are already familiar with the leader's work and rest time?"
The corners of his lips curled up when he heard the broken willow.
"After seeing the satisfying sight of thousands of prisoners working hard, what could be more pleasant than standing on the terrace in the afternoon and drinking a cup of fresh coffee?" He said to himself, "The eyes have become machines. , but the throat is not. To enjoy life, you have to leave one of the senses, right?"