Yan Qingwen never does business at a loss.
Now join the evaluation team, surrounded by familiar games, with organized strategies in hand, small risks can be exchanged for big rewards, and you can also get Professor Song's map.
But once the base is moved to another place, there are all unfamiliar games nearby, and there is no strategy, and bringing a companion into the game is a life-and-death situation, and the gains outweigh the losses.
Bai Youwei thought for a while, then turned to look at Shen Mo: "How about we go to your dad's side first?"
Shen Mo pondered for a moment and said, "Let's go back first."
"Ah?" She was stunned, "Aren't you going to see Uncle Shen?"
"Let's go another day." Shen Mo said, "I'll inform him in advance the other day, so many people suddenly go there, lest he be unprepared."
"Oh..." Bai Youwei responded.
I don't know why I care a little bit, I always feel that Shen Mo seems to have something unclear.
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On a hot afternoon, the two men were leisurely smoking a cigarette under a tree, occasionally glancing at the tall buildings behind them.
Their clothes were not clean, and their bodies were dusty, except for a pair of white gloves on their hands, which were dazzlingly white.
After smoking a cigarette, I finally waited for the people inside to come out.
The two immediately approached and asked, "Why so long? Those guys embarrassed you?"
The man who came out of the headquarters raised the corners of his lips, "So many people died, always ask carefully, don't worry, even if they suspect me, they have no evidence."
"Those idiots, I don't think I can think of how they died!" His companion laughed smugly and wildly, and couldn't wait to ask, "How is the harvest this time? I heard that all the elites who went to the base had their bodies on them. There must be a lot of props and puzzles, right?"
Another companion was also enthusiastic, "Since you have the courage to enter the game, you must have something to save your life!"
The man frowned, his face sullen.
He took out two things from his pocket, one was the head of chalk and the other was the colored string, both of which were props.
"Only these?" His companion couldn't believe it, picked up the props in his hand, and said angrily, "These two props are useless at all! You use up a piece of our puzzle and take back these garbage?!"
The man's face became cold when he heard the words, and his expression instantly became gloomy.
Seeing that his face was wrong, another companion hurriedly gave his companion a wink and persuaded: "He didn't know it would be like this. Besides, don't you agree to go to the No. 21 game, what's the use of talking about it now!"
These two seem to be quite afraid of men, and even if they are dissatisfied, they dare not show it easily.
"I'm not in a hurry... I don't mean to blame anyone... "
"Let's go, go back first, even if we are unlucky this time... Those people are stupid! With so few props in their hands, they dare to enter the game! Are you stupid?!"
The corners of the man's lips were slightly upturned, and he said softly, "Stupid? I don't think so."
He spread out his other hand, and there were three puzzle pieces in the palm of his hand.
"Isn't this a jigsaw puzzle?!" The companion exclaimed, "Why didn't you take it out just now! It made us think you really went to waste this time!"
"Look carefully." The man picked up one of the pieces, and with a little force with his two fingers, the metal puzzle piece cracked in half.
"These puzzles are fake." He tossed the pieces and clapped his hands, white gloves spotless.
His two companions looked at each other, confused.
"What's the matter?... Why do you bring fake puzzles into the game?"
"Black, eat, black." The man glanced at them lightly, "Before we started, the puzzle pieces on these people were already discarded."
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