Chapter 34

Zhao Yicheng and sun Xiaoyan's faces suddenly turned a little bad. They glared at Mo Yi:

"what do you mean?"

Mo Yi didn't answer this question directly. Instead, he took a step forward calmly and looked at them perfectly. He asked:

"when the branch task is opened, only the person who starts the task can see it. Am I right?"

The two men on the opposite side were green and red, and did not answer for a moment.

"Well, who can tell me, how do you know I opened the branch line?"

Sun Xiaoyan, with a gloomy face, opened his mouth and said, "well Of course, it's our game store that exchanges it. It's for fear that a pig's teammate like you, who is not long eyed, accidentally opens a branch line mission and kills all of us -- "

" then shouldn't you exchange something to prevent the task from opening? Why do you want to exchange this kind of prop, like a gun after a horse? " Mo Yi squints his eyes and his tone is a little sharp.

Sun Xiaoyan a Leng, immediately tongue tied, some can not answer.

Mo Yi continued: "do you want to say that when we start a task that we can't accomplish, you can take over and save all of us?"

Sun Xiaoyan's face was blue and white for a while. She took a step forward impulsively and began to shout:

"you..."

However, she has just said a word, but Yu Guang has been silent since Song Qi.

An inexplicable fear surged into her heart, and the words about to blurt out were blocked in her trembling throat.

Song Qi faintly withdrew his eyes and remained silent.

Mo Yi stood beside him with a calm face and could not see his emotions. He said with a smile:

"if I am not wrong, the" new man "who was trying to open the door before is also your person

Before entering the game, Jiang yuanrou once introduced to him that there are three kinds of senior players in this game.

One is that they don't know about the hidden branch line - or they don't want to take the risk even if they know it. They muddle along and live through a copy. This kind of player has a relatively high survival rate, so the number of players accounts for the highest proportion.

The second is a minority. They swim on the edge of danger and open hidden tasks in order to earn higher points. This kind of player has a high casualty rate, so the number is also less.

And the other, it's disgusting.

They use props to swim in low-level copies. After new people and inexperienced senior people open the branch line, they entice the other party to include them in the branch task through coercion. Try every means to seize the opportunity to get points.

At the beginning, Mo Yi had some doubts about them.

Zhao Yicheng is too dominant.

He took the lead to establish himself as a savior, and then in his later words and deeds, he instilled the image of himself as the dominator and leader into the hearts of the people.

He told people to look for clues, but he didn't share any information. He and sun Xiaoyan are always searching for information from other people. They even try to ask the source by singing "red face" and "white face".

What makes Mo Yi really connect Zhao Yicheng and others with the third kind of senior people is when they have dinner.

He noticed that the "new man" who had opened the door to death had not taken a piece of black bread for two days, including this evening - so, where did her food come from?

These little doubts, like scattered beads, accumulate more and more in Mo Yi's mind.

Just now, Zhao Yicheng and sun Xiaoyan acted like a complete silk thread, connecting all the beads.

Zhao Yicheng and sun Xiaoyan have stiff expressions and look at Mo Yi in disbelief.

Zhao Yicheng coughed twice, mechanically pulled up the corners of his lips, and with a reluctant smile on his face, he opened his mouth as if he wanted to explain something.

Mo Yi immediately restrained the smile on his face.

He looks pale and has a strong deterrent when his face is expressionless:

"OK, it's almost time to rest. After all, the difficulty of the copy is going to increase, so it's better to go back as soon as possible."

Zhao Yicheng is shocked by Mo Yi's eyes, and a layer of cold sweat seeps from his back.

A few seconds later, he realized that he was scared by a young man who was a round younger than him.

Zhao Yicheng flushed with indignation, and no longer put on that kind of hypocritical smile. He glared at Mo Yi with hatred, and finally whispered to sun Xiaoyan:

"go."

Sun Xiaoyan turned his mouth reluctantly, and his expression was a little resentful.

Two people go to the front and the back.

Seeing their backs engulfed by the darkness deep in the corridor, Mo Yi lowered his head and looked at his wristwatch:

8:45

there were 15 minutes to turn off the lights.

Mo Yi looks a little preoccupied. He turns his head absentmindedly and looks at Song Qi"Be careful tonight. No one knows what will happen to this copy."

He thought about it for a while and then added, "and you have to be careful with these two people. They are not likely to give up."

After that, Mo Yi turned and walked into the corridor.

He had just taken two steps when he felt his arm caught.

Mo Yi turns his head in surprise and looks at Song Qi.

His face was still calm, and there was no blood color in his face. His lips were tight and tight, as if carved from marble.

His face seemed more pale, and his eyebrows were slightly twisted.

Song Qi closed his mouth, took a deep breath, hesitated and said:

"don't take what they said just now."

Mo Yi was stunned for a few seconds and then realized that Song Qi was referring to sun Xiaoyan's remarks just now.

"Every mechanism of the game is forcing players to compete. But it doesn't put the intention on the table. Instead, it lets players follow their intentions for the sake of freedom and life, or for the huge interests of the point store

No matter what the players are struggling for, in the end, everyone will join the game voluntarily or involuntarily.

After all, no one wants to be trapped forever in endless horror copies.

Mo Yi raised his eyes and looked at Song Qi.

His eyes are very dark, and he is close to the abyss in the light. At this time, he looks calm and almost cruel:

"and for those who don't accept the rules of the game, death is only a matter of time."

Song Qi let go of the palm of his hand holding Mo Yi's arm.

Looking at Mo Yi's straight back, he stepped into the dark corridor without hesitation, and was swallowed up by the deep darkness.

Song Qi's face was soft and tender. The next second, his whole figure was hidden in the dark, and then disappeared completely.

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Mo Yi walked alone along the narrow and deep corridor, and the wooden floor creaked under his feet.

He held his breath and listened to the movement behind him.

Song Qi didn't follow.

Mo Yi does not know whether to relax or tensely take a deep breath. Under his long eyelashes, his eyes are somewhat complicated.

When he was underground, he noticed that Song Qi's name was no longer listed when the branch line mission was opened.

There is only one explanation for this.

Song Qi is not a player.

In order not to make a fuss, Mo Yi has been hiding his own defense, trying to pretend that everything is as usual on the surface, but at the bottom of his heart, it seems that there are waves.

The previous clues are almost completely linked.

Song Qi, the "man", has all the doubts and his unexpected persistence in himself.

Perhaps, plus, at the end of the last copy, a sudden madness made him drink the misty blood.

So Mo Yi has reason to suspect that this "Song Qi" is the fog at the end of the last copy.

For the first time in the game, he hesitated.

As if it was an error code beyond his expectation, so clearly and abruptly across his plan, it represented danger and uncertainty.

The other party did not show malice to him before today, but how can he believe that the other party will never show malice? This is equivalent to trusting one's own trust and life to an unknown number out of control, dangerous as derailment.

The most rational way is to stay away from it as far as possible, or to find a way to "remove".

It's like deleting the messy and messy mistakes in the orderly and elegant code line, and returning the world to elegance and smoothness.

However, Mo Yi is wavering now.

Just now, before asking him questions, "Song Qi" obviously wanted to tell him something, but it seemed to be blocked by the whole game - just as it prevented Jiang yuanrou from disclosing his relevant information to the outside world.

It seems that it was after he saved himself that "Song Qi" gradually turned pale.

Mo Yi guesses that the whole game framework has restrictions on him. I'm afraid that he, who exists outside the copy, is not allowed to participate in the whole copy, let alone interfere in the operation of players in the copy.

Mo Yi unconsciously rubbed the joints of his thumb, frowning tightly, looking worried.

What's more, the reason why "Song Qi" is so kind to him has not been clarified by Mo Yi.

After all, he's pretty sure he hasn't dealt with a similar creature for 20 years.

The dark corridor was coming to an end, and the door to his own room was in front of him.

Mo Yi takes a long breath and dispels the chaotic thoughts in his heart and clarifies his own thinking.

Then he reached for the door frame, turned and walked in.His steps stopped.

There was one more person in the empty room.

A short little girl, with her back to him, stood in front of the wooden window, looking out of the window in a trance.

Thin little hands on the window.

Mo Yi could not help holding his breath.

As if aware of Mo Yi's arrival, the little girl slowly turned her head.

Half of her cheek was dimly sunken. She could almost see the broken skull and the overflowing brain. There was blood on her long blond hair. She turned a pair of incomplete blue eyes and looked at Mo Yi.

"Have you seen my bunny?"

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