Chapter 1801 Survival Game 52
Continue to drink porridge: "I don't know, maybe I feel it."
In fact, I want to find a reason to keep you. There is a dark system that says teasing you can increase points.
After finishing two bowls of porridge, he leaned back comfortably on the chair. He was also idle. Let’s chat: “He couldn’t control himself and had severe diarrhea. Even if he stopped the diarrhea and felt bad, he just thought about it. Once you get rid of one person, the pressure will be much less in the future. Just focus on dealing with one person.”
"I helped him, but he still chose to kill me." It really feels a bit inhumane, human beings are awesome.
The masked man sat there, also leaning against the back of the chair, with his hands naturally placed on his abdomen: "Do you regret it?"
"Do you regret helping him?" Xining smiled faintly: "There is no regret or no regret. I just helped. My current mood cannot affect the time. At that time, he did not think of killing me. Just like if he knew If you come here to kill me, will you come back?"
It is impossible for people to go back to the beginning and judge what should be done in the past based on the current situation. Of course, she is the main god, and all she does is go back to the past and start over. The body owner in each mission is lucky. I don’t know why. After being selected, the Lord God will help complete and realize the wish.
In other words, their experiences were too tragic, and the people themselves were weak and had not made any big mistakes. They were chosen for the sake of heaven and gave them another chance to be reborn.
While I was thinking about it, I heard the masked man ask: "There are only two people left now, are you sure of winning?"
Win, of course you have to win, and you must win, otherwise you will die! When he died, not only the owner of the body was killed, but she was also wiped out.
Xining said nothing, which was tantamount to acquiescence. There must be information about the Virgin Man. He is the former champion of the army, grappling, fighting, and gun cross-country. He is probably no match for the special forces.
Coupled with the halo of the protagonist, he became the winner in the previous plot and received the full bonus. To be honest, she had no confidence in winning against such a guy.
The masked man thought for a moment before speaking: "There is also a shooting range and a gym here. If necessary, there will be dedicated guidance."
oh? Xining raised an eyebrow, wondering if this was a hint to her that she could learn something to deal with the Virgin Man.
What the masked man said was impeccable. He was just talking about the facilities here. As for how the contestants use them, it is up to the contestants to ask for them.
She couldn't help but smile, and then said: "Thank you, but no matter what you learn now, it's like sharpening your skills in battle. It's just that he has real skills. Even if I study hard for two days, I will see through it at a glance that it is a fake skill. He knows , but if you are on guard, you might as well stop learning.”
If the holy man is really consistent, he will be embarrassed to attack a weak and defenseless woman.
After hearing this, the masked man pondered for a while, then stood up and cleared the table: "If you need anything, call the service desk. If there is nothing else, I will leave first."
"Okay." The handsome guy doesn't have to be tied to him all the time. He is also the person in charge of this game after all, and there are many things to do.
Seeing the masked man clearing the table and leaving with the tray, she quickly said: "When you come, bring me toothpaste, toothbrush, and a change of clothes, so I can save myself one more phone call."
These words let the masked man know that she already knew his identity. Even if there is surveillance here, the masked man already knows that she has seen everything and still wants to say something. It was too tiring to cover up. Originally, she just wanted her to know, so she just opened the window paper.
The masked man looked at the closet: "I will free up the closet later."
"No need." She said indifferently: "It doesn't have to be so troublesome. If you don't care, just hang it next to me. Anyway, I only have two days here."
The next game was in two days, and whether she lived or died, she would never need to share a wardrobe again.
The masked man stood there and looked at her, seemingly in a trance for a moment, but he quickly came back to his senses, turned his head slightly, and left. She stretched, walked to the bed and lay down. The bed is neither soft nor hard. When you lie on it, the mattress completely fits your body, lumbar spine and back, making it quite comfortable. Everything here is very simple, but it feels so lazy.
The masked man should also be living here temporarily. After this game is over, it should take a while before the next one comes. After all, the continuous disappearance of so many people will cause unnecessary trouble.
I don’t know what kind of life he usually leads.
Mo Ming: "You can ask him about this."
Well, I'll ask when I get a chance.
The sea breeze blew into the room, and seagulls chirped outside from time to time, making me feel sleepy.
When I woke up, there was an extra thin quilt on my body. Although she was still alone in the room, she remembered clearly that she did not cover herself with a quilt before falling asleep.
Looking at the clock on the wall, it's already dinner time. I don’t know where this place is, but the time is calculated according to the owner’s local time.
She got out of bed, put on her slippers, and walked to the main building to eat.
The Virgin Man was sitting there eating steak, just like yesterday, but the atmosphere at the scene always felt a bit weird. He must have learned that No. 51 was dead.
Xining went to the Teppanyaki chef and ordered a steak set meal that was the same as last night's meal, then sat there and waited.
She asked as if making small talk: "Do you know what happened at midnight last night?"
"What are you talking about?" The chef kept turning the various ingredients on the iron plate with his hands, allowing the fat from the beef to penetrate into each ingredient.
"Someone ran into my room while I was sleeping and was beaten to death."
The atmosphere was too depressing, and it didn't matter whether the Virgin Man knew it or not, he just said it anyway.
"Oh, that's the thing~" The chef flipped the steak skillfully: "He only ate two bowls of white porridge for dinner and drank a glass of vodka. This made him feel better, but it's still a little bit."
After all, you still know what to say and what not to say. Talking about diarrhea at this time may turn you off.
"Maybe you think I'm easier to deal with, so let's deal with it first." Xining deliberately said slowly and clearly: "What a coward, I helped him before. But the service here is really good, and the rules are also upheld. Okay. I’m going to hire a bodyguard tonight, and I still want to get a good night’s sleep.”
The chef was wearing a mask, and although he couldn't tell much about his expression, judging from his slightly crooked eyes, he was smiling: You must have had a good night's sleep. You can ask the person in charge here to be a bodyguard and guard you all night, and even beat one to death.
After making her words clear, she said nothing more. When the steak was ready, she took the plate to the table next to her and sat down to eat. She also ordered a small half glass of Ramondo and a glass of apple juice.
At this time, the Virgin Man looked at her with a look that was no longer sharp and hostile. After all, it was not her who killed the person, but No. 51 who ran over to her. Who was to blame for being beaten to death?
I also reminded the virgin male not to come here without any trouble, or he might be shot to death by the "bodyguard"!
(End of chapter)