"The current game has failed, there are 5 surviving players, and now it's the ninth round of 'Frog's Golden Ball', please prepare yourself, the one-minute countdown starts, 59, 5..."
Everyone looked at Bai Youwei.
Under the pressure of everyone's eyes, Bai Youwei raised her head. She was neither guilty nor ashamed, she said with a somewhat proud tone, "Turn the snail next to Teacher Cheng upside down."
Tan Xiao was stunned for a while, "... Just, it's that simple?"
"Yeah, how simple." Bai Youwei gave him a sarcastic look, "Calculate the necessary points in the trajectory of the sphere from one hundred and sixty-three snails. Why can't you be so simple?"
Chatting and laughing, he twitched the corners of his mouth awkwardly.
What trajectory, what must be passed, he was a little puzzled.
And Teacher Cheng suddenly realized: "So it is! The ball bounces too many times, so the calculation of the landing point is too large, but the necessary point can be calculated!"
Talking and laughing excitedly: "Old man! Can you count?"
Cheng Wei just covered his lips: "Cough, I teach Chinese..."
Chatting and laughing: "… "
The monkey walked up to the snail, still with that unnatural smile on his face, and his eyes were frighteningly bright.
"Let's try." He couldn't wait to reach out and grab the snail.
After chatting and laughing hesitating for a moment, he also went over to help with a constipated look.
It is difficult to push the snail stuck in the mud, but it is not too troublesome if it just falls on the spot and a few people work together.
Shen Mo looked down at Bai Youwei beside him and asked, "How sure are you?"
Bai Youwei didn't look at him, her eyes flatly looked at the chatter and the monkey in front of her, her tone was emotionless: "Seven or eighty percent."
Shen Mo's heart was a little blocked.
He was bored for a while and warned her, "Don't do this next time."
Bai Youwei raised her eyebrows to look at him, "Don't do it?"
Shen Mo: "..."
He found that her evil spirit came out again, not only evil, but also very rude.
"For that kind of person, there's no need to risk your own life." Shen Mo said solemnly.
Bai Youwei raised the corner of her mouth and smiled silently, "It's not me, it's Zhang Hua. I have you to protect me, and Teacher Cheng to talk and look after me. Those two gangsters look like brothers, but they are all mercenaries. Things may turn against each other at any time. Zhang Hua saw this, so he kept staring at them, thinking that at least one of them would die to fill the frog's stomach. Unfortunately, encountering an inspector who changed the rules at will, tadpoles for frogs, Zhang Hua died early."
Shen Mo felt a sudden pain in his brain, and his brows wrinkled deeper, "If it wasn't because the rules changed, you wouldn't tell the customs clearance method at all, would you?"
"Yes." Bai Youwei nodded calmly, with a look of indifference, "I'm not interested in being a savior, besides, this game has been trying to get people to die, if I save them, I'm blatantly going against the game, what's in it for me? "
Shen Mo's heart was on fire, and he endured not to speak.
Bai Youwei looked up at him, with a provocative sneer at the corner of her mouth: "What's the matter? Do you think I'm selfish, or do you think I'm vicious? Shen Mo, let me teach you one sentence - poverty makes people humble, suffering makes people mean, and I This kind of rich lady who just happened to be unfortunate is not only mean, but also cold-blooded. The greatest pleasure is to see others more unfortunate than me! Do you understand?"
Shen Mo took a deep breath, "Understood."
After a few seconds of pause, he said, "You just have a mental illness."
Bai Youwei was stunned, her face changed, "You scold me?!"
Shen Moxin said yes, scolding you is considered light, and if it is someone under my command, a beating is not too heavy.
But the countdown of the golden ball interrupted the conversation between the two—
"… 3… 2… 1, game, start!"
boom!