Today, I Have Yet to Become a Doll

Chapter 851: Manicure

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After Du finished speaking, he hurried away.

Although he didn't say which three died, it was not a secret. After dinner time, Bai Youwei heard rumors that Fu Miaoxue brought Du Lai, Leonid, Chen Hui, and four subjects recruited from the rest hall. Into the maze.

Eight people go in and five people come out.

HQ has spread all over the place.

During the qualifiers, many kings were eliminated and turned into subjects. Because they could not directly participate in the battle, they had been wandering in the rest hall, expecting to be recruited.

Such players, although they have certain strength, are not their teammates after all, they are no different from strangers. When cooperating, they need to consider tacit understanding and worry about whether the other party will betray them at any time.

For all these reasons, such players are rarely recruited.

Fu Miaoxue recruited subjects in the rest hall, obviously looking for a scapegoat.

Chu Huaijin appreciates her behavior like this, because she is ruthless and decisive enough that as long as she is not one of her own, she will sacrifice without even blinking an eye.

It's a pity that Fu Miaoxue didn't want to fight for the king, she just wanted to break through the maze.

For her, winning the final victory and becoming the master of the world—these are the moon in the water and the flower in the mirror, which are unrealistic. Only by entering the labyrinth and evolving the body are the real benefits.

Two days later, Bai Youwei heard that Fu Miaoxue and Du Lai entered the maze again.

Everyone in the headquarters thought it was incredible, because less than two weeks before the next battle, Bai Youwei's people were recharging their batteries, but Fu Miaoxue couldn't even take a rest and entered the maze again!

Everyone was talking.

Bai Youwei was surprised that they went in such a hurry at first, but after thinking about it, she understood.

Playing games depends on a thorough understanding of the rules, while entering a maze depends on experience and feeling—

Maintain a certain sense of tension and avoid slack for too long. Entering the maze in such a state will have a higher clearance rate.

but…

If Fu Miaoxue enters the maze again, what number will it be

Bai Youwei silently calculated in her heart, if it was No. 2, No. 3, No. 6, No. 7... Fu Miaoxue and Du Lai should know what to do. During the last meeting, everyone had already exchanged information about the maze.

Only maze No. 1, so far there is no clue.

I don't know how intelligent the system is. If the system can read the player's brain information and know that the player has mastered some maze moves, will it send Fu Miaoxue to the No. 1 maze that no one knows about

... Forget it, worry about what she does? That kind of selfish and arrogant guy deserves to be trapped in the maze.

Bai Youwei stopped thinking about these things, took the nail polish, and slowly painted the nails on the broken hand.

Bright red background, and then draw a small white snowflake, there will be a New Year's feeling.

It was a good idea, but when she actually painted it, the colors turned into a mess.

After thinking about it, she simply changed the snowflakes into white bread.

Then there are dumplings, dumplings, rice cakes…

She gently blew the nails on her broken hand, appreciating the fruits of her labor, and sighed: "These nails are good-looking or good-looking, but they are a little longer. Are you sure you don't need me to shorten them for you?"

He shook his "head" and stepped back.

Fearing that Bai Youwei would regret giving it a manicure, it hurriedly looked in the mirror with the crystal nails, and the five fingers walked like stepping on stilts, making a rattling sound.

Bai Youwei was too lazy to care about it, let it go.

Shen Mo came in from the outside and saw the broken hand with carefully decorated nails, he couldn't help laughing, and asked Bai Youwei: "Why don't you paint your own nails too?"

Bai Youwei's nails are clean and puffed.

"I didn't paint my fingernails, but I painted my feet," she said.

Saying that, lift up a pair of white little jio~