[Comprehensive] Open your mouth and take medicine!

He didn't talk to me at all along the way, which is not good for him, he will be too nervous and the pressure will rise, but he can't talk to me.

I asked for it.

I'm asking him to play a scene with me, I need someone who's eavesdropping or looking at the whole picture right now to think his trap is working, but that person isn't an idiot, he can think of anything I can think of.

It's not so much a strategy as it is a struggle to stand against the wall.People make mistakes because of their ego, I am an egotistical person, and so is he.I don't know what kind of method he wants to use to kill Ginoza, in short, as long as I can save Ginoza's life, I win - when I thought of this, I suddenly couldn't help but want to smile bitterly, keeping his life counts as my win up?

What a ridiculous game, when did I start taking this game as a game?This guy is like a bargaining chip for both sides - when did I start thinking about it?Maybe it was like that a long time ago.Just like what I said to him, after passing the rampage level, we went to the sloth, and I asked him to pretend to be exhausted in the rampage.Then he took a red pill out of his pocket and stuffed it into my mouth.

It was the blue pill that he gave me on the Pride level.

I have to say that his acting skills are actually pretty... pretty good.At least I can't tell whether he is really angry or fake physical exhaustion, or is he actually exhausted?I have no idea.

Calculating the time, there is still an hour and a half before the explosion of the explosive device. In fact, my body has already recovered its mobility, but the skills are still unusable. If I can feel the tendency to move, I will calculate the time, and I can control the pharmacological effects of the drug—grab Ginoza by the collar and drag him forward.He seemed really exhausted, as if he had fallen asleep.

Uh, since I just took the medicine to restore my mobility, I shouldn't be able to carry him on my back. It's more reasonable to drag him. I don't have any intention to bully him, really.

And I don't know if it's because of the two medicines I took, but now I feel my head hurts so much that it's about to explode, as if someone's red-hot iron tongs are hitting my brain.But I still have to bear it.

But boy Ginoza can really bear it, he closed his eyes calmly when I dragged him like this... So he was actually exhausted and passed out?Fu forehead—forget it, that’s fine too.

It's very convenient for him to fall asleep peacefully like this. When I reached the last level, the puzzle was very familiar to me, "An animal has four legs in the morning, two legs in the noon, and three legs in the evening. One leads to existence." Hanging from the console are two keys, one with a man engraved on it, and the other with cuneiform writing.

This is not right, this is not a real riddle, if the seven deadly sins are used as a reminder, none of this riddle is the last lust, the answer cannot be human... wait... human?I remembered the words that Ginoza found on me, "Gifts brought by good wine and beauty"-sex and desire were originally used here.

Legend has it that Ishtar is the patron saint of Uruk. She used her supreme beauty to seduce Anqi, the supreme god. Under her temptation, the latter gave her a hundred treasures, including the continuation of human beings. What is necessary for civilization, because of the existence of such things, human beings can write and pass on wisdom intact.

Cuneiform.

I took off the key, there was this cuneiform script on it, but I couldn't understand what it meant, I knew it could open the explosive device on me and Ginoza-but...

If he wanted to kill Ginoza, what would he do?What means will he use?What would he... do to do the most damage to my psyche?My head still hurts, and cold sweat is starting to break out on my face—the answer is, let me do it myself.

How can I kill Ginoza?I looked at the key in my hand, then at the explosive device on my wrist—my hand, Ginoza's life.This is the last option, if I save this NPC, I will lose my right hand - I am right-handed.If I lost my right hand, I might be immobilized again with a lot of blood loss, and at that time if he appeared again...

There are only 3 minutes left in the countdown of the blaster, and the time passed by every minute and every second. I looked at the key in my hand, my clothes were soaked in cold sweat, and I bit my lip hard, and the salty smell of rust filled my mouth. --what do I do?

2 minutes.

Ginoza passed out, if...

1 minutes.

Maybe I can't save anyone.

30 seconds.

It was the same at that time.

ten seconds.

what do I do.

nine seconds.

I……

eight seconds.

His vision was blurred, and something trickled down his cheeks.

seven seconds.

His hands kept shaking.

six seconds.

His life is in my hands.

Five seconds.

Is it right or wrong to do so?does it worth?

Four seconds.

……

three seconds.

……

Two seconds

……

The counter stopped at the last second.At the same time, there was an indescribable pain in my right hand, which almost took away all my thinking power. I saw my hand fall to the ground. His wrist and right hand were bleeding profusely.

The face was splashed with warm red liquid with an unpleasant fishy smell.

I took the explosive device off Ginoza's neck and threw it far away. I sat down next to him, and then vomited. The bitter bile mixed with stomach acid made my throat twitch, but I just Can't stop vomiting.

It's disgusting, it's disgusting...it's disgusting, it's disgusting, it's disgusting! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

My vision quickly became blurred, my body felt cold and my head ached, as if it was about to explode, I saw something...not a person, it should be something like a worker bee, the sharp object seemed to want to pierce something... what is itCan't see clearly...but...don't, can't, don't, Li Zhao, Li Zhao, run quickly.

Li Zhao, run quickly.

"Run!"

At that moment, the person who was still lying on the ground suddenly jumped up and grabbed an iron bar and slammed the dog-like worker bee to the ground, one after another, almost madly venting at the worker bee The head went back and forth until it was smashed, until it could no longer get up.

He dropped the deformed iron rod in his hand and staggered over.

Is there something... a hand?It rests on my shoulder, "How are you...?"

"You bastard, scared me to death, scared me to death, and thought you really passed out."

Darkness descends like an avalanche.