before the sun rises.

Fang Xing and Qianqian looked at the actor's body in the bathroom and looked at each other speechlessly.

"Which world did the person die from?"

"I don't know. The actor told me that if I were involved in this matter, there would be more variables, so even I don't know what he did."

"Then, we ourselves don't know whether we are successful or not?"

"Correct."

Fang Xing looked at the body lying in the bathroom, his voice as calm as ever.

“We don’t know if it’s successful now, and we may never know if it’s successful.”

"People who are resurrected in this world have their memories reset. Even if it succeeds, a strange actor will appear in front of us."

According to the rules of [Fate], someone should have heard the next nursery rhyme.

But Qianqian said that she really didn't hear the nursery rhyme that followed.

Fang Xing also shook his head and said that he didn't know.

The two people looked at each other with calm expressions, as if neither of them was hiding anything.

Closing the bathroom door, they each returned to their rooms.

What would happen next was not discussed by either of them, as if they suddenly no longer cared.

The words are divided into two parts.

In another world.

Fang Xing, who was lying down to rest, suddenly turned over and sat up!

In his ears, what came out was the voice of the actor speaking.

[Three friends started arguing again, one looking for himself and the other looking for his enemy]

[Two friends, another person died, now there are nine people, and there is one more person]

[A friend clapped and sang a song, and nine people in total went home together]

Fang Xing initially subconsciously thought that the actor was doing something, but he was not found in the room.

Glancing around, everyone else was sleeping, and it seemed that only he could hear the sounds in his ears.

Fang Xing walked out of the room and stood outside the door, listening carefully to the inexplicable sound.

not far away.

The actor was on his way back to his room. When he saw Fang Xingxing walking out of the room, he opened his mouth and asked:

"Brother Fang, why don't you get up and relieve yourself?"

"Yeah, you got up early and took a shower again?"

"Well, save yourself the trouble of lining up later."

Two identical voices, one far away and one close, appeared in his ears, giving Fang Xing an inexplicable sense of confusion.

The actor went back to the house to catch up on his sleep. Fang Xing continued to stand outside the room, sniffing his nose and looking at the shower room that was not closed tightly.

The nursery rhyme was repeated three times before it ended. Fang Xing did not notice any other abnormality from beginning to end.

Fang Xing looked up to the sky and sighed.

"I knew it."

"No one in the world I've experienced is fucking normal!"

"What is it this time?"

"The plot here jumps directly to three friends?! Why do I feel like I have no sense of participation in this world!"

What Fang Xing hates most is playing games that don't even have any mission hints. He is completely confused and can only run around the map.

It's the same this time.

Although the prompts given by the system always prove that he is by the heroine's side, it feels like he is doing a side plot throughout the whole process, and the main plot is not revealed at all.

Finally, I found some clues based on intuition, and it was inexplicably proved to be just an accident.

It's okay this time.

I don’t know why the main mission is almost over, but I just proved that my guess was right!

and then?

Just gave me a nursery rhyme, and then what!

Now I don’t even know who the so-called three friends are!

"Can the main mission of this world be a little more open and give me more hints?"

"How about guessing riddles!?"

"It's not as secretive as living at home in the last world. At that time, I still knew what the mission goal was."

"It's so mysterious—"

"Give Tiandao a bad review!"

There was a dull thunder in the sky, as if in protest!

Fang Xing curled his lips and decided to take one step at a time.

Anyway, this world is a normal urban world. Except for thermal weapons, there is nothing worthy of being treated with caution.

Just when Fang Xing decided to go back to sleep, the door of the girls' cabin not far away was pushed open with a creak. Qianqian poked her head out and saw Fang Xing at a glance.

"Brother Fang, is it raining?!"

"No, it was just thunder."

"Ow~~~"

"You didn't sleep?"

"I'm sleeping. There was a little bug in the house that woke me up just now. I just woke up."

Looking at Qianqian who yawned a little and turned sleepy, Fang Xing just smiled and didn't ask any more questions.

When I first poked my head in, my eyes were still bright.

It's just that whether he can sleep or not is everyone else's private matter, and Fang Xing doesn't like to ask too much.

A few days ago, Fang Xing noticed that there were constant sudden changes in certain people that he was unaware of. This time, it seemed that everyone except himself had their own little secret.

As for whether this secret was related to the nursery rhyme, Fang Xing felt that he still lacked some confirmation.

Breakfast time.

Everyone has washed up and is sitting at the hand-made dining table enjoying the morning sea breeze.

The island life these days has not made these handsome men and women feel tired. Instead, they are full of energy, and each of them exudes unique personal charm.

After breakfast every day, it is a meeting time for everyone to discuss what to do today. Arranging the day's work will save a lot of unnecessary trouble.

"I feel like there's nothing that needs to be done today. Apart from the desert island food guide that the director team suddenly came up with, there are no other tasks."

As the 'good big brother' to everyone, Fang Xing took the lead in speaking.

"Gourmet food is both simple and troublesome. In fact, luck is a big factor in this food illustration. If you catch a few more fish of different species, the illustration will not be a big deal at all."

"So, how about we find something to play with to pass the time?"

When it comes to playing, other people are very interested.

"I don't think it's interesting to play games or anything like that. Do you still remember the nursery rhyme when you first came to the island?"

"How about we play that nursery rhyme, rank each candidate, and make up a story. Since there are cameras here, we can shoot a short play?"

Seeing that everyone seemed unresponsive, Fang Xing suddenly slammed the table, startling the others.

"Who will die first?"

Everyone present looked at each other and immediately started to protest.

"Don't play this, it's too unlucky!"

"How could anyone get up so early in the morning and arrange someone's death?"

"That's right, Brother Fang is an author. If he were to write plots or something, wouldn't he be in trouble with you?"

"Why don't you dance? I want to see Brother Fang dance!"

Fang Xing cheerfully said that anything would do, anyway, it was just a suggestion to pass the boring time.

Then, everyone began to intensely discuss what would be better to play.

Fang Xing didn't say anything, just looked at it with a smile.

(I just asked who will die first.)

(that moment)

(Out of the eight people, five looked at the popular little flower, two looked at Qianqian, and one looked at me)

(Interesting, really interesting.)

(What happens next?)

Alas, it’s back.

I'm so sorry, readers.

In the past two months, I have really had endless troubles.

I’m really sorry for the friends who read my books, and I’m also grateful to the readers who still remember me.

The book continues to be written without cutting it off.

Just sauce.

(Kowtow to admit your mistake)

(哐哐哐哐哐哐哐哐)

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