Forces of Temptation

After sending out five rounds in a row, everyone adjusted the props they bet to A-level or B-level.

Now, the S-class Nan Zhou lost his partner.

Seeing the question marks that Nan Zhou posted on the world channel, many people felt a distorted pleasure in their hearts.

... completely forgot that they came to encircle and suppress Nanzhou.

But before they were happy for a while, another pairing message popped up on the world channel.

——[Lifangzhou-Nanzhou] and [Pingan-Chu Xiaogang] were paired successfully.

[Ping An-Chu Xiaogang]... Grass? !Why is it me again?

[Pingan-Chu Xiaogang] I have chosen B-level props!It's old man's day——

Before he finished speaking, he was forced into the game.

Then, as expected, he was kicked out ten seconds later.

The world channel was suddenly in chaos.

"Fuck!"

"Nanzhou, he bet on the B-level props! He ran to the B-level props group!"

After receiving this news, everyone used actions to practice the same cognition.

- run.

As a result, Nanzhou immediately fled back to the A-level item group, and the pairing was successful again.

A group of people who couldn't think of a way were angry and anxious.

Not only that, due to the influx of too many people, there is no room for idlers in the "Colosseum", and those who are not matched with Nanzhou have to fight desperately with other teams to engage in internal friction.

But there were also frontline personnel who brought back the frontline dialogue between Nanzhou and his annoying teammates.

When he and Nan Zhou appeared in the center of the Colosseum at the same time, the girl named Li Yinhang who was traveling with them was still in the protected area, persuading him from a distance: "Slow down a bit, at least give them some hope—— "

After noticing her appearance, the girl immediately fell silent.

A young man with silver hair and Russian appearance stood leaning on the cage.

If compared with Nan Zhou, his face is more romanticized like a paper man.

He smiled at Yan Yan and said, "No need. It would be troublesome to give them a chance to produce props."

People who come here don't believe in evil.

He had already held an S-rank deflagration bomb in his hand.

As soon as the match was declared to start, without waiting for Nan Zhou to make any moves, he aimed at Nan Zhou and threw out the deflagration bomb with positioning function.

This shot, he is determined to win.

But when he raised his eyes, he saw the deflagration bomb rushing towards his direction.

He panicked from the bottom of his heart, before he could figure out what happened, he put his hands on his neck like a ghost,

Once the owner dies, the prop has no owner.

The deflagration bomb exploded ten meters away from him.

Thousands of silver threads were sprinkled down, interweaving the meaning of technology, iron blood and death in the center of the ancient and majestic Colosseum.

——A S-level prop, the effect of the ultimate use is equivalent to setting a firework for one's own death.

He really realized what it means to "not let them have the opportunity to produce props".

Ordinary players like them rely too much on foreign objects such as props, no matter what, it is not their own strength.

And in the solo arena of the Colosseum, Nan Zhou could easily crush everyone with his personal attributes and abilities alone.

Everyone realized very clearly that if things go on like this, they will either watch Nan Zhou win, or give him props while watching him win.

Someone on the World Channel shouted unjustly: "If you have the ability, don't play singles!"

Nan Zhou asked, "Why?"

……good question.

The person who asked the question was speechless by these three words, and could only resist weakly: "Do you think this is interesting?"

Nan Zhou: "Yes. Your props are quite interesting."

The ellipsis on the World Channel kept coming and going.

Nanzhou played very rhythmically here. After getting an A-level prop, he went back to the S group to squat for a while, and then ran to the B-level prop area for a while.

It's like shopping.

Players are going to be mad at him.

... Are you driving sheep here?

But in order to avoid their own losses, everyone turned into a group of lambs who bombed the camp, and were willing to be bombarded here and rushed there.

"He went back to A-level!"

"At B-level! At B-level!"

"... He is not worthy, is he back to S-class?"

"No! He went to C-level!"

Experienced veteran players are busy appeasing other anxious players: "The 'Colosseum' has a protection mechanism! In normal-level single and team competitions, as long as a team has played 24 games in total, within [-] hours It can't be opened anymore!"

Someone said angrily, "Give him twenty dishes?"

But right now there seems to be no better way.

Everyone strongly urged those with powerful long-range props to quickly kill Nanzhou's prestige,

It's a pity that the sound is loud and the raindrops are small.

Everyone has their own thoughts.

Some people thought that if they killed Nan Zhou in the single-player competition, they might also get rewards issued by the system, but in this way, Nan Zhou would not die, and if he retaliated, there would be endless troubles.

Some people think that powerful props are too rare, and they will keep them in the dungeon to save their lives in the future.

Everyone's hearts are not in harmony.

Not to mention that there are traitors among the people.

In the 15th game, Nanzhou met a young man in his early 500s wearing headphones in the 20 points + B-level props stage.

When he saw Nan Zhou, his eyes shone brightly, and he was inexplicably excited.

Nanzhou greeted him: "Hello."

The youth with earphones said enthusiastically: "Hello, hello, hello!"

"I'm your fan. I grew up reading your books. Although you didn't write it, I just like you!" The young man said enthusiastically, "I'm lucky to be matched with you. Sign me up!"

Nan Zhou: "...Huh?"

Nan Zhou: "Ah."

When he walked up to the young man, the young man hurriedly took out his pen, and then turned his back, showing his back frankly.

Nan Zhou opened the cap of the pen and found that it was just an ordinary pen without traps.

He turned the pen around to check it.

...really a pen.

And the young man really let out all his empty doors, undefended, put his hands on his knees, and turned his back to him, his whole body was full of youth and happiness.

This feeling of being fully trusted by strangers is amazing.

He took a step closer: "Just sign my name?"

After getting an affirmative answer, Nanzhou signed his name stroke by stroke with an extremely upright attitude.

The young man who got his wish turned around and gestured positively: "I can..."

Seeing him making a hug, Nan Zhou took a step back: "Wait a minute."

With that said, he turned his head to look at Jiang Fang.

When Jiang Fang met his eyes, he was stunned for a moment, and then a warm sweetness came to his heart belatedly.

...He was actually asking for his consent?

In Nanzhou's cognition, hugging is not something too intimate.

But when he starts to seriously think about being friends with someone, there are special things he can't do with others.

Seeing Jiang Fang, who was supporting the cage, nodded imperceptibly, Nan Zhou turned his eyes on the young man and acquiesced to the hug.

The young man who hugged his idol was full of joy, and patted Nanzhou on the shoulder enthusiastically: "I'm leaving now! Nanzhou, goodbye! I believe in you, if you can win, if we can all go out, if your wish If it’s freedom—I’ll treat you to dinner!”

After finishing speaking, the young man withdrew from the competition and automatically sold a B-level item and 500 points.

Nan Zhou stood in the center of the venue, momentarily stunned.

He touched his heart.

It seems that it is because of the existence of some people that he does not completely hate humans.

In the No.18 game, when the A-level props + 500 points, Nanzhou ushered in a familiar opponent.

... After not seeing each other for a few days, Chen Sufeng's demeanor quickly calmed down.

A scar was added to his brow bone, and a band-aid was put on the corner of his left eye. He was tanned a little, and his muscles and bones became stronger.

Hearing from Yi Shuige that Chen Sufeng blatantly defended him on the World Channel, Nan Zhou was not afraid of him, and greeted him frankly, "Are you here?"

Chen Sufeng smiled, showing his beautiful teeth: "I'm earning money to support my family."

... Even his tone of voice began to approach that Lawyer Yu.

"I didn't come chasing you." Without waiting for Nan Zhou to ask again, he explained, "Before you came, I had been playing matches in the 'Colosseum'. Just now people rushed in , I played a few more games, the intensity was a bit high, and I was thinking about whether to retire, so I was assigned here."

Nan Zhou looked at the safety zone of the iron cage behind him.

He asked, "Is Mr. Yu here?"

"Yeah. Resting outside." Chen Sufeng smiled, "It's too noisy here, it's not suitable for him."

There was a tenderness in his tone that he couldn't even detect.

Nan Zhou was a little tired of twisting so many heads in a row.

He simply sat down on the spot.

Chen Sufeng also sat down with one knee on the ground, took out two bottles of orange juice from the item slot, and generously distributed one bottle to Nan Zhou.

He had just taken a sip of orange juice, thinking about what to say, when Nan Zhou asked curiously, "Do you like Mr. Yu very much?"

Chen Sufeng choked his trachea with a mouthful of orange juice.

Wiping off the juice from the corner of his lips, Chen Sufeng stared at the remaining orange-flavored candy on the tiger's mouth: "I said I hated him very much at first, do you believe me?"

Nan Zhou tilted his head slightly.

"I just found out that my brother is gay, and I just started high school. When I heard about it, I was anxious."

"I don't like homosexuality very much. I was harassed by a little gay on the school basketball team before. It has shadows."

"My brother is not a brain lover, he likes racing cars as a hobby, and his main business is geological research. Their research institute is full of old scholars, very rigid. If it is found out that he is a man, I am afraid that the future will have to be accounted for by this person. "

"I thought his target was a butterfly somewhere, the kind of little coquettish flamboyant. My brother said that he was going to bring him back, so I made preparations in advance and tried my best to embarrass him."

Speaking of this, Chen Sufeng paused, as if mocking his own misjudgment: "When I see Brother Yu, I'm stupid."

"I thought, damn it, how can this be done, my brother is obviously serious about living with people."

Nan Zhou: "But you still don't like him."

"How could I like it? I'm so angry, I just love to make things difficult for him." Chen Sufeng shook his head, "He has a good temper, no matter how I tease him, how I get angry with him, he won't get angry. As for me, every time I get angry, he just sits there and looks up at me through those gold-rimmed glasses. It's very annoying."

With just a few words, Nan Zhou imagined the picture of Yu Tuisi advancing and retreating freely, making sixteen or seventeen-year-old Chen Sufeng jump in anger.

"But I don't understand anything."

When Chen Sufeng said this, his voice became low.

"...If my brother didn't want to improve my relationship with him, he wouldn't have planned that trip."

Nan Zhou seemed to realize something: "... Yu Tuisi's leg?"

Chen Sufeng answered with some difficulty: "Yes."

The fatigued driver encountered during that trip cost Chen Suye's life and Yu Tuisi's leg.

But just like fate, Chen Sufeng in the back seat was safe and sound except for a slight concussion and soft tissue contusion.

"Brother Yu and I have no relatives, so I will take care of him. But in fact, he and I are not relatives."

Chen Sufeng raised his head and smiled wryly:

"We are such a strange life community, aren't we?"

"After the accident, Brother Yu seldom spoke."

"So, I'm quite grateful for this fucking game. With "Gravity", Brother Yu has a little more energy."

Chen Sufeng suppressed these words for too long, there was nowhere to say them, no one to say them.

He also didn't expect that on this special occasion and in front of this special listener, he could spit out all the dirt that was pressed down in his heart.

Chen Sufeng grinned brightly, "I know, brother Yu's wish is for my brother."

"My dream has always been kept, and it is intended to be used by Brother Yu's legs."

"But I know that even if I die in the Colosseum, the chances of us winning the championship are very small. No matter how smart Brother Yu is, his physical condition is also placed here, so we can't always play dungeons."

"—So, I have a request."

As he said that, he looked at Nan Zhou: "This time I admit defeat and quit. If in the future, you can win the championship of the team leaderboard, can you let brother Yu and me join your team?"

He looked at the other two people in the safe area: "You still have two seats, don't you?"

Nan Zhou felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

Sure enough, Chen Sufeng's cautious and meticulous appearance now resembles Yu Tuisi very much.

He took the initiative to confess his heart to himself, and then spent an A-level item + 500 points. In fact, he wanted to reserve the remaining two seats in the South Boat team and buy himself a double insurance.

Nan Zhou thought for a while and said, "I want to discuss it with my teammates."

Chen Sufeng was not in a hurry either.

He stood up neatly, patted the ashes behind him, and nodded steadily: "Anyway, I thank you in advance."

After saying that, after he bowed deeply, his figure dimmed in the Colosseum.

Before exiting, he kindly reminded: "You have to be careful about one thing."

"You have been playing PVE all the time. You may not have seen the high-level curse props held by some people. They are definitely not willing to use them now. Whether they will use them in the future team competitions or even 99-player competitions is very important. It's hard to say."

Chen Sufeng was still defeated.

However, in the eyes of outsiders, Chen Sufeng was a strong man who stood up in front of Nanzhou for 5 minutes, and he could be called a hero.

As soon as he came out, there was a lot of chatter on the world channel.

"I'm so fucking awesome, buddy, how long has it lasted?"

"Tell me, how to deal with him?"

But soon a player said sourly: "He has formed a team with Nan Zhou, and even helped him talk, he is an old acquaintance, why don't you save face and catch up?"

Chen Sufeng smiled lightly, and after saying "Are you envious", Shi Shiran turned and left, exiting the "Colosseum".

There was a lot of scolding on the World Channel.

But after giving away the remaining two cabbages, they can finally play the team competition!

Finally, I can stop being so frustrated!

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Nanzhou: Change the game, change the game