Today, I Have Yet to Become a Doll

Chapter 32: where is the frog

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Golden Ball was puzzled and muttered to himself, "What did I miss?... No, that's all the rules of the game."

"Where's the frog?" Bai Youwei looked at it with a sneer, "The theme of the game is 'the golden ball of the frog', where is the 'frog'?"

As soon as she finished speaking, panic appeared on the faces of the others, and they turned to look around them, lest countless frogs suddenly pop out of those dark corners.

The golden ball fell silent.

After a while, it let out a sly laugh: "Frog...you'll find out later."

After all, it floated to the highest point of the cave, just below the circular gap, letting the sun shine on the sphere more and more golden.

"The game is about to start, the player is ready for one minute, now the countdown starts, 59, 5, 57..."

Everyone panicked!

Almost immediately, someone panicked and asked, "Mr. Zhang! What should we do now?!"

People habitually seek help from the leader, but Zhang Hua at this time is no longer the gentle, polite and thoughtful man with glasses outside. He turned around indifferently, walked to the middle of the two snails, stood still, and ignored him. anyone.

Brother Hui sarcastically said: "Have you seen it all? Your President Zhang can't protect himself, who can take care of your life and death?! That's your President Zhang, not your dad! A bunch of idiots!"

Bai Youwei pondered for a moment, then turned her head to chat and waved.

Talking and laughing was stunned, seeing Bai Youwei looking for him, she came over.

Bai Youwei said, "Mr. Cheng is not in good health. You can help him stand over there. The golden ball is ejected with the help of stone walls and snails. A place without snails is relatively safer."

Talking and laughing aside, he immediately stepped forward to help Cheng Weicai.

When the others heard it, they hurried to find a suitable place.

Only then did they discover that the place where Zhang's main station was located happened to be the "relatively safe location" that Bai Youwei said, that is to say, Zhang Huaming knew how to avoid the golden ball, but he didn't plan to tell them!

There was resentment on everyone's face.

"How can there be such a selfish person, what good is it for him if we die!" a middle-aged aunt muttered in a low voice.

There is no righteous indignation to question or condemn because the countdown is drawing to a close.

Shen Mo placed Bai Youwei in a corner of the cave, with a stone wall behind her, a large field snail on the right, and empty mud on the left and in front of her.

This is the perfect place to hide or escape.

But Shen Mo didn't plan to stay here, because this place was too remote to observe the trajectory of the golden ball. He is someone who likes to take the initiative.

He took off his military boots, rolled up his trousers, stood barefoot in the mud, his dark eyes stared silently at the ball in the distance, just waiting for it to find a tee position before taking action.

“7… 6… 5… 4… 3… 2… ”

The golden ball moved.

"… 1."

It stopped, the sphere wobbled, floated to a place, and filled the cave with a nasty childish sound—

"Games start."

boom!

The shock happened again!

Bump! catapult! echo! The whole cave is shaking!

There was a large muddy soup splashing in front of Bai Youwei's eyes, so that she couldn't see where the others were at all, only screaming and crying one after another! Deafening!

"Shen Mo!!!" she shouted at the top of her voice.

She was uneasy when she couldn't see his figure.

It's fine to say she's hypocritical or selfish, in short, she can't live without Shen Mo now! Shen Mo is her leg! It's her life!

A man covered in mud crawled and rolled over, stunned for a moment when he saw Bai Youwei, and then rushed over! He shouted vaguely: "Get out of the way! This position is mine!"

Bai Youwei opened her eyes.

A shadow mixed with golden light suddenly appeared behind the man, and in the next instant, he even smashed the ball against the stone wall!

The golden ball missile disappeared, but people stayed...

Fragmented.

Slipping into the mud and merging together.

Only a touch of red and white tofu brain-like remains on the stone wall.