The Easter Egg Game

The night wind is getting colder and colder.

Zhang Sijia shivered, and then glanced at the time——04:47.

Zuo Linyuan stood quietly aside. Although the wound on his shoulder was still hurting, he didn't say a word.

This silence does not make people feel dead, on the contrary, it makes Zhang Sijia feel that she is being silently guarded, so she feels at ease.

"Linyuan." Zhang Sijia called him.

Zuo Linyuan turned his head and looked at him.

"You..." Zhang Sijia originally wanted to ask him if he regretted accompanying him into this death game, but when the words came to his lips, he felt that this question was so boring that it was ridiculous.

Instead of asking Zuo Linyuan, it's better to ask yourself, does he regret it?

When he saw Zhou Yuxiu who disappeared ten years ago in the square, did he know what kind of future he would encounter?

No, he didn't know.

He just rushed over suddenly, took Zhou Yuxiu's hand, and asked her excitedly if she was Zhou Yuxiu.

The young and beautiful girl nodded at him with a faint smile, and handed him a box full of Easter eggs.

At that moment, Zhang Sijia seemed to see a box full of candies, which was slowly opening to him.

He was like a gluttonous child, salivating at the box of candies, and finally couldn't help but put his hand into the box when the coquettish threats were ineffective.

"Is my favorite candy in there?" the child asked expectantly.

"Yes, as long as you stretch out your hand, you can touch it." The person holding the box said.

"Then can I draw my hand back?" the child asked worriedly.

The person holding the box showed a gentle smile: "Okay."

"Because, the monster hiding in the box also wants to come out. So open the box quickly, it can't wait."

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Ever since entering the game, Zhang Sijia has been thinking about who is the "it" that Zhou Yuxiu revealed to him?Or, what exactly is it?Why did she say that "it" was about to leave the game, so they would have a unique chance to return to reality—he even found out during the Corpse Ball that the other two teams didn't know this information at all.

Is it because of his special situation that Zhou Yuxiu specially revealed it?Or...the possibility of returning to reality did not exist before?

Zhang Sijia soon discovered the anomaly in this world, because after the first round of life-and-death trials, the "real world" he returned to had no information about dead players!

Whether it was the players who died in this round, or the players who died ten or twenty years ago, they all disappeared.

At that moment, Zhang Sijia realized that he had not returned to the real real world. Although he had already prepared for this, the false fear in the world as far as he could see still kept him awake at night. Grasping the only real existence around him, and lingering with him to death, is both to vent fear and to prove himself.

The two people who used to keep each other warm in the harsh winter nights got closer in the darker and colder world.

It seems that two stars dotted on the night, exuding a faint cold light, seem to be similar, but they are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, and even the universe.

"Is it cold? You are shaking." Zuo Linyuan asked while shaking Zhang Sijia's cold hand.

"I'm not cold." Zhang Sijia subconsciously withdrew her hand from Zuo Linyuan's, but felt something was wrong after doing this, so she touched Zuo Linyuan's face with her cold hand with a smile, but accidentally Two dirty marks were left on his face, and he wiped his face in a hurry, "When the magma comes over, I will only feel hot."

"...Mmm." Zuo Linyuan responded and continued to remain silent.

It's not that he didn't feel the vague resistance from Zhang Sijia, and he also tossed and turned at night because of this alienation.He is not very good at dealing with people, let alone being in love with a sensitive and thoughtful person like Zhang Sijia, but he still tries hard jerky.Although there was no result, in the end Zuo Linyuan understood that if Zhang Sijia didn't want him to go to his heart, then no matter what he did, he was doomed to be unable to open that heart.

But that's okay, at least they're still together.

together all the time.

The faint pain in the wound continued to wear down Zuo Linyuan's will. Although the arrow wound on his shoulder had been healed by a healing technique, it was impossible for him to return to his prime state. As time passed by, he and Zhang Sijia whispered Discussed the number of nicks on hand of the remaining two people in 2012, although most of the time it was Zhang Sijia who was talking and he was listening.

"...Actually, no matter who is more or less, it doesn't make any sense. In the end, we have to fight with our backs. The only difference is that the disadvantaged side will be more aggressive and proactive." Zhang Sijia thought for a while and said.

Zuo Linyuan nodded: "It's always right to be careful."

At this time, they were under the big theater at the southeast corner of the school. The theater had a low floor, and the risk of collapse was relatively small. So far, it was considered solid.

The magma in the northwest has almost submerged the man-made water system. Looking into the distance, the world as far as the eye can see is almost a scorching hell as bright as day.

Zuo Linyuan felt short of breath, he is the type with keen intuition, this kind of talent has allowed him to escape from death many times, and at this time, he once again felt the atmosphere of the coming rain, as if in the darkness There was a cold gaze stabbing at him, making him feel like a light on his back.

Zhang Sijia pondered: "I'm still not sure who is alive in 2012, I guess..."

"Be careful!" Zuo Linyuan yelled suddenly, pulling Zhang Sijia past him.

In the cold night, the crossbow bolt that pierced through the air was like a silent poisonous snake, biting Zhang Sijia's thigh.

Zhang Sijia staggered and fell headlong into Zuo Linyuan's arms. The severe pain on the left side of his thigh made him realize that he had been shot.

Zuo Linyuan pulled him into a blind spot in the direction of the arrow, using the wall of the Grand Theater to avoid the angle where he would be shot.

Everything was calm, not even the sound of the crossbow being wound up, it was so quiet.

But the two knew that in the deep night, the killer who shot the arrow was staring at them.

Zhang Sijia, who was hit by the arrow, clenched his teeth and remained silent. In the pain, he was still thinking about who the person who shot the arrow was, could it be Gu Fengyi?Looking at the direction in which the arrow shot, it was in the woods outside the Grand Theater. Although it was only a dozen meters away, the lights nearby had been rusted to the point of being unable to light up in the alienated environment. How did she see them clearly? location?Does her snake sense and stealth skills also include enhanced vision?

Zuo Linyuan whispered in Zhang Sijia's ear, "Can your legs still walk?"

Zhang Sijia nodded emphatically, he knew that they had to move their positions as soon as possible, otherwise they would only be firmly watched.

The venue outside the theater is too open. If the enemy is dark and we are clearly visible, staying where you are is waiting for death.But now Zhang Sijia, who was shot in the thigh, can't go far at all. Once they show that they want to leave here, the enemies hiding in the dark will catch up like hyenas smelling blood. If they come head-to-head now If he is unable to move, he will undoubtedly die.

It seems that it can only go to the theater.

but……

Zhang Sijia was worried about the attacker again.If it is really Gu Fengyi, her hand crossbow combined with snake sense and lurking skills makes her the king of assassination in this dark night.

Could it be her?Is she alone?

Zhang Sijia tended to have only one person to ambush them, otherwise, if the arrow hits, the other party would be able to rush up and start a fight.

It seems that his previous judgment was correct, Lu Ren in 2012 is still alive, and he is wandering alone, and another 2012 player who has survived until now, maybe Gu Fengyi, maybe Song Hanzhang or someone else, he (she) It's a man in action.So in a one-on-two situation, he (she) cannot have an absolute advantage, even if Zhang Sijia has a leg injury.

Judging only in a few seconds, Zhang Sijia made up her mind to go to the theater, find an empty room, lock the doors and windows, and treat the wound on her thigh.Although a closed room will block one's retreat, it can also ensure that the other party cannot sneak in.If they were head-to-head, Zhang Sijia didn't think they would lose to Gu Fengyi or Song Hanzhang.

After thinking about what to do next, Zhang Sijia draped Zuo Linyuan's arm, tried not to exert force on her injured leg, and limped into the shadowy theater.

The grand theater engulfed by the darkness, like a monster's bloody mouth, swallowed the two of them just like that.

Zuo Linyuan helped Zhang Sijia to the men's room, and locked the doors and windows.The alienated illusion became more and more weird with the passage of time. The mirror in the bathroom was foggy and could not reflect human faces. There were crack marks and rust on the plastic doors in the room.

Zhang Sijia was sitting on the sink, her injured left leg was still bleeding, Zuo Linyuan tore her clothes into strips, and said to Zhang Sijia, "Be patient."

As he spoke, he pulled out the arrow abruptly. Zhang Sijia's face turned pale from the pain, and a hissing sound came out of her mouth.

The light of the healing technique shone on his hand, allowing the bleeding wound on his thigh to heal quickly. Although the scab hadn't completely healed, at least it didn't continue to bleed.

The light in the bathroom had already been broken, and in the darkness, only the bright moon outside the closed glass window at the other end was emitting a cold light.The silver light fell on Zuo Linyuan's side face. He held the torn cloth and said to Zhang Sijia, "Take off your pants."

Zhang Sijia looked at the surrounding environment with a bit of disgust, but said nothing. She took off her blood-soaked trousers, revealing the wound that had healed quickly under the healing technique.

The hideous wounds were exposed on the white skin, but there was an alternative twisted eroticism.

Zuo Linyuan half-kneeled on the ground, meticulously helping him wrap up the cloth strips.

Zhang Sijia looked down from above, this familiar face brought him endless sense of security in this increasingly crumbling world, and gave his anxious and tormented heart a chance to breathe.

Zuo Linyuan kissed his bandaged wound lightly, as naturally as if he had repeated it countless times, he raised his head and asked, "Does it hurt?"

In the darkness, the cold silver glow illuminated his side face, half of his face was bathed in the moonlight, and half of his face was immersed in the darkness.

The scene in front of him suddenly overlapped with that cold and hot night. At that time, Zuo Linyuan did the same, kissing his skin in the moonlight, letting the unbearable sweat fall from his forehead, and asked in a low voice: "Does it hurt?" ?”

It hurts, the pain of being torn apart overlaps with the pleasure of almost masochistic, what did he say at that time?Zhang Sijia tried hard to recall, but only Zuo Linyuan looked at him fixedly in his mind, cherishing it so deeply that he would never forget it.

So he felt at ease, because he knew that he was loved by others, and that love was enough to make him feel confident.

"Linyuan..." Zhang Sijia called him in a murmur.

Zuo Linyuan looked at him and asked him with his eyes.

Say something, comfort him or praise him, but Zhang Sijia was stumped and couldn't say a word.

They have never talked much, and there are very few topics other than business, and the jokes and love words between the lovers are almost never spoken. They are as distant as two strangers tied together.He didn't know what kind of people Zuo Linyuan's relatives and friends were, nor did he know what Zuo Linyuan liked or hated. At that time, he was not interested in knowing.

How strange it was, but he hadn't thought it so bad before.

"...It's nothing, the cooldown of my healing technique is almost finished. Although it would be better to heal once more, it's better not to delay." Zhang Sijia put away the wandering thoughts and returned to this dangerous game , "It's so dark in the theater, and the ground has also turned into this appearance. Although there are bloodstains left on the way here, the other party probably won't be able to recognize it—as long as it's not Gu Fengyi."

"Let's sort out the information about the 2012 team from the beginning. There are three pieces of information about the 2012 staff reduction, and the time is very close. Regarding the score transfer, they are '6 score transfer', '0 score transfer', and '0 score transfer'. The transfer of scars'. Among the three people who died first, there is absolutely no Lu Yan. If Lu Ren died in 2012, he must have died in the hands of Lu Ren in 2022. Then all the notches in his hands will be transferred. At the dance, I I have noticed that the number of his nicks is amazing, definitely more than 6. So one of the surviving quotas is removed. The 2012 Judas is probably the Shan Liang who mixed into the 2002 team. Now he is alive or dead, but even if he is still alive, the 2012 people are not. I will trust him, so the possibility of him ambushing us nearby is ruled out. Any one of the remaining four people may be the one who planned the ambush. Unfortunately, it is difficult to judge the dead from the number of transfer marks. Who... can only be sure that the deceased in the 'transfer of six notches' was Lin Jue or Song Hanzhang. Both of them happened to have six notches when they ambush 6. At that time, Liu Qingqing had only four notches. Gu Fengyi has the number of nicks transferred by Mu Qiuning, and they had at least 2002 nicks in their hands when they retreated. It's a pity that it's hard to judge who killed Du Cheng... Otherwise, we can lock who the dead is."

Zhang Sijia frowned, and said, "The one who died was probably Lin Jue. Song Hanzhang shouldn't be easily killed by others... Among the four people, the one who is most likely to be alive is Song Hanzhang."

He also hoped that the one alive was Song Hanzhang. Although he was clever and cunning, he had no advantage in skills.If the person who ambushed them was Gu Fengyi, it would definitely be the worst situation. Her skill advantage is too great, and she is like a fish in water in a dark and complicated environment.

After the cooling of the healing technique ended, Zhang Sijia treated herself again, and the wound was completely scabbed, and it would not open as long as there was no strenuous exercise.He put on his pants, straightened his clothes, and looked at the bathroom door.

No one knows if the enemy has locked their position in the vast theater, maybe the moment the door is opened, a crossbow bolt will be shot at them.

"Now there is no problem with my normal actions. There is no need to stay here. Let's go out. The gate is not safe, so go through the window." Zhang Sijia pointed to the window on the other side of the bathroom.

Zuo Linyuan nodded, stepped on the window sill, opened the glass window and turned out, then looked around the theater.

He has always been keen on five senses, and it is difficult to hide the wind and grass around him from his eyes. After making sure that there is no danger around, Zuo Linyuan stretched out his hand to Zhang Sijia, and pulled him to jump out of the window sill.

Zhang Sijia looked to the west from a distance, and the end of the Moon Lake next to the Grand Theater was being occupied by hot magma. The lava pouring into the water condensed instantly, blasting the lake water in the man-made water system, bursting out with loud noises, and the white smoke transpired instantly. In the moonlight.This doomsday scene made Zhang Sijia feel as if she was in a fiery hell, unable to recover for a long time.

Like a nightmare, like an apocalypse, this collapsing world gave him a sense of tragic fate, as if he was just an insignificant ant in the world, helplessly waiting for the sentence of fate amidst the impact of destroying the world.

It's really too small, too small...

Zuo Linyuan didn't have as many thoughts as Zhang Sijia, he was still observing everything around him, so when there was a slight sound above his head, he immediately raised his head.

At some point, the black shadow sitting straddling the balcony on the second floor of the Grand Theater was illuminated by the moonlight.

It was as if Shura had crawled out of the river of blood, soaked in blood, but he couldn't smell the bloody smell that should have been strong on his body.In the moonlight, the left half of his face was completely disfigured, there was a deep wound on his face, and one ear was missing, but he seemed to feel no pain, and there was no trace of expression on his face, which was neither sad nor happy.

Holding the crossbow with one hand, he pulled the trigger expressionlessly.