Shen Mo is just a place to stay. To drink hot tea and eat, he has to enter the doll's house.
The last time Yan Qingwen and Zhu Shu entered the doll's house, they were still fighting with monsters in spring, summer and autumn, but now they have become veritable guests. Please come into the living room, sit in front of the warm fireplace, drink black tea and eat snacks.
Zhu Shu said with emotion: "It's changed a lot here."
Without those spooky dolls, planting flowers in the front yard and vegetables in the back yard, this place becomes warm and comfortable, full of the feeling of home.
A chicken walked past the window shaking its neck, making Zhu Shu laugh. She asked, "Weiwei, how did you do it? It's like a farmhouse. I think there are fish in the pond?"
While talking, Bai Youwei looked at how much meat the chicken had, "... It's all thanks to Teacher Cheng. In order to get those vegetables and chickens, he specially asked us to bring back a bunch of books on planting and breeding, and read them every day. ."
Zhu Shu smiled and nodded: "Mr. Cheng must be very careful when doing things."
The door to the backyard opened, Pan Xiaoxin ran back panting, his round face was full of sweat, he greeted everyone: "Hello brother Yan, hello sister Zhu, I'll take a shower and change clothes."
Zhu Shu teased him: "Xiaoxin really works hard, runs like this every day, isn't she tired?"
"Not tired!" Pan Xiaoxin replied simply, although most of his clothes were wet with sweat, his expression was very relaxed, "Mexico said that as long as I insist on running ten laps a day, my physical fitness is not worse than adults. Now we are short of people, maybe I'm about to play the next game!"
There was a peculiar excitement of a child on his face, and there was no fear at all.
Teacher Cheng, who was busy in the kitchen, also stretched out half of his body, holding a spatula and said: "As the saying goes, if people are united, the mountains will move. A single thread can't make a thread, and a single tree can't make a forest. As long as we all participate, we will definitely win. of!"
"Will Teacher Cheng also participate?" Yan Qingwen in the living room was slightly surprised.
Shen Mo nodded calmly, "Mr. Cheng has the will to participate in the war, although he is a little old, but after the improvement of the maze, I believe that there will be no major disadvantage in physical fitness. If you happen to encounter knowledge points in the professional field, it will be more Advantage."
Yan Qingwen was silent, picked up the teacup and took a slow sip.
Although Shen Mo said this, he understood that if it wasn't for the lack of people, Shen Mo and Bai Youwei would never let an old man and a child take risks.
Yan Qingwen pondered for a while, and finally said what he meant: "Do you think why did Song Mingchuan organize the group to move north after giving up the king? With his physical condition... it is very likely that he will die on the way."
Bai Youwei glanced at Shen Mo and said indifferently, "What else could it be for? Probably think that we can't win. Instead of continuing to invest, it is better to give up as soon as possible and save the remaining resources and manpower."
"Li Li got some documents in the research room." Yan Qingwen said, "The huge diamond floating in the air, after each round of battle, the radiation value it emits will increase, and the current value has far exceeded the human body. The limit, if there were no puzzles to keep the territory, maybe we would have disappeared."
Bai Youwei frowned slightly and asked him, "What do you want to say?"
Yan Qingwen looked at her, looked at Shen Mo, and said solemnly: "The battle is so difficult, Song Mingchuan always insists on supporting you, no matter how bad his health is, he always breathes a sigh of relief, because he wants to avenge his son. He suddenly changed his attitude. , he must have discovered something else, so he is completely desperate."
"You mean... in the final match, we will die?" Shen Mo asked.
"I can only speculate that there may not be a winner in the final match." Yan Qingwen paused for a while, then continued, "The accurate statement is... No matter before or now, the final match has never been won by a king."
The people in the living room fell silent, the chickens outside the window cooed, the kitchen was chopping vegetables, and upstairs, there was the sound of rushing water...
Zhu Shu looked at everyone and asked hesitantly, "And... how many kings?"