Neverland

The vertical clock on the jogging platform was still diligently moving one frame at a time, and the hour hand had quietly turned several times, and it seemed that it was about to overlap with the minute and second hands.

In the classroom of class two of the first year, Du Qingqing was confronting the father and daughter of the Lin family.She moved a bench and sat on the podium, holding the silver pistol, not daring to relax for a moment.

Xu Muzhou patted his butt, and went to finish his work in a cool manner, but left a ticking time bomb for them before leaving.Du Qingqing is no longer that silly girl who just entered the system and knows nothing. Even if she doesn't know the actual meaning of high-level player, she also understands that it is not a good word.

But it's a foregone conclusion that it's a foregone conclusion. Du Qingqing has no advantage in a one-on-two match.She even felt that if she didn't have a gun in her hand, she might have been dismantled and eaten by the Lin family's father and daughter.She didn't dare to make trouble first, and she didn't dare to relax her vigilance, so she could only maintain this kind of confrontation in vain, hoping that the sky outside would soon light up.

Maybe the NPC will be wiped out by the sun at dawn, Du Qingqing tried to comfort herself over and over again.

But it's a pity that her Ah Q spirit didn't help her tense nerves at all. As time passed, the sweat on her palms became wet and dry.The darkness continuously elongated the anxiety and panic in people's hearts. Du Qingqing's eyelashes trembled, and she blinked off a drop of cold sweat from her eyelashes. She felt that this game was more difficult than the previous times combined.

In the previous few games, she was exhausted all the time and couldn't stop for a second.Death followed her footprints up her back like a shadow, and she had to be extremely focused to be one of the survivors against the clock.

But in this game, apart from the NPC in a berserk state, it seems that there is no crisis that can threaten her at all.Du Qingqing felt that her nerves had been relaxed in the long-term silence and waiting. She intuitively felt that this was a very dangerous thing, but she tried to concentrate several times, but failed.

Lin Xiang and the middle-aged man no longer deliberately concealed the relationship between the two of them. Lin Xiang was sitting on a desk bored, her sandals were taken off and put aside, her feet were dangling in mid-air. Du Qingqing was dizzy.

The middle-aged man was sitting on a wooden chair beside her, holding a small transparent medicine bottle in his hand, and was applying medicine to Lin Xiang's calf and arm injured by catkins.

It may be that the mask that required a lot of energy to maintain has been peeled off, but Lin Xiang looks much more at ease than Du Qingqing. She shook her calf once and for all to let the potion on her body dry quickly.

Du Qingqing swallowed her saliva. Due to her long-term focus on the darkness, a thin halo appeared in her eyes. The darkness seemed to ripple out layer after layer of silent ripples, blurring the outlines of the originally visible objects. .

She had to look away every once in a while to refocus her eyes.But every time Du Qingqing was forced to look away, she felt that the sword of Damoris was hanging above her head, precariously falling, and she didn't know when it would fall down.

Du Qingqing was afraid that if one of her trances occurred, the father and daughter opposite would suddenly attack her. She would tense and relax several times, and she would be drenched in cold sweat.

"Du..." After an unknown amount of time, the middle-aged man finally spoke. Du Qingqing was taken aback by surprise, and almost jumped off the chair.

The middle-aged man got stuck as soon as he started. He dug through the barren memories in his mind, trying to remember Du Qingqing's name.

"Du Qingqing." Lin Xiang answered in a low voice.

"Oh, Du Qingqing." The middle-aged man screwed up the medicine bottle and put it back in his pocket. He looked at the gun in Du Qingqing's hand and softened his voice: "It's not a problem for us to sit here all the time. Sister, let's talk and discuss, how about it?"

Du Qingqing tightened her gun vigilantly, and asked, "...What are you discussing?"

"Discuss what to do with this game." The middle-aged man smiled: "We can't just sit here and wait for the dawn. It is said in the game mission that if you want to live until dawn, you have to kill the NPC to pass the level. Those two The kid is not a player, so he certainly won't care about our life or death. Now they have held up the NPC, but after their business is over, can they still care about our life and death."

Du Qingqing hesitated for a moment, but did not speak.It is undeniable that the words of the middle-aged man really spoke to her heart.From the high-speed rail station, Du Qingqing knew that neither Xu Muzhou nor Yan Cen were warm-hearted and good citizens who did what was right.

As the saying goes, people don't kill for themselves, and Du Qingqing didn't even figure out who Xu Muzhou was. It would be nonsense to say that trust was established in a short period of time.

But it is impossible for her to believe the father and daughter with a criminal record in front of her in a few words. Du Qingqing still remembers the death of the boy in school uniform. My lips are dead and my teeth are cold, and I feel cold all over when I think about it.

"What do you mean?" Du Qingqing asked.

"Sister, I know you are also on guard against me, it's quite normal. There are not many normal people who have played this game for a long time." The middle-aged man looked very frank, and he spread his hands towards Du Qingqing, sincerely Said: "If you are lucky enough to survive, you will understand me sooner or later."

The corners of Du Qingqing's lips were tightly pursed, she was afraid of showing her flaws, so she simply refused to speak.

"Sister." The middle-aged man turned around and said lightly, "Let's open the skylight and tell the truth, your gun won't kill anyone, right?"

Du Qingqing was taken aback by what he said, and she was shocked: "You—"

Just after she was born, a chill suddenly rushed up her back - she didn't hold her breath, but she still showed her flaws.

"You don't have to look at me like this." The middle-aged man waved his hand at her: "I admit that I am an advanced player, and I have been in this game much earlier than you. This kind of weapon can only be fooled Look at that kid... Although the game encourages players to kill each other, it has always done a good job of balancing the force between players. It is impossible to give players such high-lethal weapons. I think this gun is more like Control props."

Du Qingqing's hand holding the trigger was a little stiff, her fingertips felt cold, and she asked coldly, "...What exactly do you want to say?"

"Although the boy in the school uniform is not popular, he has a very correct sentence." The middle-aged man lowered his voice: "We are the players, whether we want to stab the knife in the back or not, at least our goal is to get out of here , get out alive."

Du Qingqing fell silent again, she was shaken, and the middle-aged man could see clearly.Du Qingqing looks about the same age as Lin Xiang, a middle-aged man is rich enough to be her father, no matter in terms of life experience or game experience, Du Qingqing is too young, it is very difficult for him to lead her astray normal thing.

"You haven't experienced the game once or twice. You can think of some things without me." The middle-aged man said: "...When have you ever seen a non-player in a game?"

He was right, Du Qingqing thought.

Ever since she inexplicably stepped into the game system, every time she escaped, she was lingering in the game world set by the system. Those NPCs and the world were nothing but cold data that formed the world view.Everyone she sees, and all humans she comes into contact with, are only players.

But Xu Muzhou was obviously not.

Xu Muzhou himself admitted that he is not a player, but he is really a human being.He can run and jump, he will bleed when he is injured by catkins, and his reaction quality is not as good as that of Du Qingqing. If it wasn't for Yan Cen's protection, he wouldn't know how many times he died on this night of death and horror.

Du Qingqing couldn't hold back, and asked following his words: "...then who do you think he is?"

"Enemy." The middle-aged man was prepared and said while the iron was hot: "I have been in the game for so long, and I have never seen a non-player in the game. Besides, from the looks of the two of them, it is obvious that they came here with a purpose... Just now Obviously there is a way to kill the NPC and let us pass the level, but that kid not only refused, but also took away our key props, which is enough to show that our goals are contrary to theirs."

Du Qingqing's thinking mode was unknowingly brought into the realm of middle-aged men. She hesitated for a moment, and then asked: "Then what do you think should be done?"

"Of course it is to find a way to survive." The middle-aged man said.

"You want to attack Xu Muzhou and the others?" Du Qingqing asked.

"Of course not." The middle-aged man answered quickly.

The middle-aged man said the truth, this game is too strange no matter how you look at it, he is not going to do more useless work here, and the business is to get out as soon as possible.Whether it's points or anything else, there will be opportunities in the future.He has already killed one person this time, which is enough.

What's more, he could tell that Du Qingqing had only been in the game for a short time, at least she hadn't killed anyone by herself. If she pushed too hard, she would lose this great helper.

"We don't need to provoke them, but if different camps have conflicting goals, it depends on who is more capable." The middle-aged man said: "They are all players, so there is no need to shout those fake slogans."

Du Qingqing already vaguely understood what he meant: "You want to talk about cooperation, don't you?"

"Yes." The middle-aged man nodded: "This is the best way now, isn't it."

"I can't trust you." Du Qingqing groped for the warm handle of the gun in her hand, and said softly, "I need protection."

The middle-aged man frowned slightly.

He didn't expect that at this point, Du Qingqing hadn't forgotten to negotiate terms with him.

It's a pity to give up at this point in the negotiation, the middle-aged man gritted his teeth slightly: "... Tell me, what kind of protection do you want?"

Du Qingqing raised the gun in her hand, the muzzle of the gun paused for a moment on the middle-aged man, then slowly moved a little sideways, facing Shang Linxiang.

"This gun can make control attacks according to the owner's wishes." Du Qingqing said: "I will shoot your daughter once. If you go back on your promises later, I will kill her with the bullets in her body."

"What——" Lin Xiang suddenly became unhappy, turned his head and shouted: "Dad!"

The middle-aged man ignored her, but looked at Du Qingqing with gloomy eyes for a long while, and then took a step sideways after a long while.

"A deal," he said.