Forces of Temptation

This search went from the sun in the east to the sunset in the west.

Nanzhou walked in the front of the trio and measured the entire town with his footsteps at a constant speed.

The weather outside was so hot that people's eyes turned white, and few people wandered outside.

Everyone is just crazy, not stupid.

Occasionally, they can catch a few figures wandering outside, all of them are like ghosts in the daytime, trying to blend into the few shadows, walking alone, their figures are not clearly visible from a distance, and the outlines of their bodies are like ghosts. Burning phantom.

The small town is too big, and there is no sense of unevenness among the houses. Li Yinhang has long since lost his sense of direction, and with Nanzhou leading the way, walking through the streets and alleys, it seems that he has already mastered the map by heart. As if, she simply folded the map and played the fan all the way.

At the end of the day, she walked away in a daze, feeling that she had completed the investigation, but it seemed that she hadn't investigated anything.

When it was dark, Li Yinhang, who was numb, didn't know where he was.

With a dull face, she thought, if she had known earlier, she should carry a tent and come out today.

Coincidentally, the senior who was in charge of the area drove a sightseeing car and passed by them, and this ended the one-day roaming that he didn't know how to end.

The speed of the sightseeing car is not fast, and the weather in the evening has cooled down. The cool breeze blowing on the body is very comfortable.

Nan Zhou took off his suit and windbreaker, put it on one arm, and let the other arm hang naturally on the side of the car railing, looking at the various buildings passing by the street.

Li Yinhang peeked at him.

After a whole day in the sun, his skin did not turn red or sweat, and he sat there clean and beautiful, like a dummy made of thin ceramics.

Therefore, when the silent porcelain man spoke suddenly, Li Yinhang was really taken aback.

He turned his face and asked the senior, "Why did you design it like this?"

While watching the road distractedly, the senior turned half of his face to the side: "What design?"

Nan Zhou said in a rather indifferent tone, "This settlement is circular."

Li Yinhang was taken aback, and subconsciously unfolded the crumpled map in her hand.

Yesterday, the regional map given to them by the senior was a rough road map, which only marked the location of 200 patients for them, and the streets on the map were quite regular, with only squares but no circles.

She came here today, and every independent road is also horizontal and vertical.

how is this possible……

Then she heard the senior reply: "Because it has always been like this."

……Grass.

Listening to this tone is really true.

Now Li Yinhang really wanted to see how Nan Zhou built a three-dimensional model from the spider web-like layout in his mind.

Nanzhou: "All the time."

Senior: "Yes."

Nanzhou: "The height of all the houses has not exceeded the third floor?"

Senior: "Yes."

Nan Zhou: "Except for the road we came in that can lead to the outside world, all the roads are dead ends. Has it always been like this?"

Senior: "Yes."

Li Yinhang: "..."

Even though she already knew that the town was abnormal, the more she heard it, the colder her back became.

...and, this day she really turned lonely.

Nan Zhou: "Thank you for telling me this."

"If I don't tell you, you will become more curious, and maybe you will get out over the wall." The senior said politely, "This is not very good."

"Is it not allowed?"

The senior replied: "It's not forbidden. When we pick you up, we will go through a few more steps. If you meet people outside, they will panic. We are all members of the same family, and we still live in peace with each other." The best thing."

Nan Zhou was noncommittal: "Have you seen your 'God'?"

The senior didn't answer immediately, but glanced at the rearview mirror.

Jiang Fang Zhi Yi looked out of the car, his temperament was as calm as water, and the years were peaceful.

But his light-colored pupils shifted to the end of his eyes without a sound, and he glanced at the senior lightly.

The senior looked away and replied, "Not yet."

Nan Zhou: "Who can see Him?"

Senior: "When you see 'God', what are you going to do?"

Nan Zhou: "I don't do anything, I just want to see it."

The senior turned the steering wheel, turned into an alley, and said calmly: "There is always a chance."

Nan Zhou let out an "oh", stopped asking questions, completely quieted down, and returned to the calm porcelain man.

His eyes flicked to the closed shops along the street.

What made him suspicious was not just the weird layout here.

How can this ideal production method that is too comfortable and seemingly impossible to maintain for a long time allow this small town to maintain it for a long time?

When he was thinking, Jiang Fang smiled to himself facing the gentle breeze.

He didn't need to look at Nan Zhou, he could roughly guess what was going on in his mind.

He was a slate of people, lost in his own world, but otherwise razor-sharp.

At the end of the day, Nan Zhou was able to make such a discovery in this labyrinthine town, and his insight is already quite outstanding.

And this design was also intentional by Jiang Fang.

If there is no crisis here, and it is a real "Garden of Eden" with freedom to come and go, equality and justice, Nanzhou will be more suspicious and choose to leave directly.

In that case, when he leaves the scope of the "Garden of Eden", the dream world he constructed will be wasted directly.

Getting off at the entrance of the hotel, watching the sightseeing car chug away, Nan Zhou was thoughtful, with long eyelashes drooping down, covering the bottomless dark blue pupils, looking clear and very moving.

Jiang Fang: "What are you thinking about?"

Nan Zhou turned around and said abruptly, "If we kill that 'god', can we leave?"

Jiang Fang: "..."

He was taken aback by Nan Zhou's straightforwardness.

But he quickly lowered his head, hiding a slightly excited smile at the corner of his mouth.

He wasn't afraid of that possibility, but he was looking forward to a real confrontation with Nanzhou.

It will be fun then.

Thinking this way in his heart, Jiang Fang's tone was aggrieved without any trace: "Isn't it good here?"

Nan Zhou was thinking about his own thoughts, but he didn't notice his abnormality: "That's great. It looks like a fake."

Jiang Fang: "That's not necessary to kill 'God', we still have too little information at hand."

Nan Zhou stopped talking.

If he was the only one, he would definitely do it.

But now it's different, he has two humans to protect.

Jiang Fang asked, "Next, what are your plans?"

Nan Zhou: "I'm thinking about it."

"Leave?"

"Not good. Who knows if we will become real madmen if we stay here for a long time."

"Take a risk and find that 'God'?"

"You were right just now. Killing him by hand may cause bad things."

"Then...leave?"

Nan Zhou pondered for a moment: "It's not good either."

"Yes." Jiang Fang agreed, "As you said, there is only one way in and out. If we leave rashly, what impact will it have?"

Li Yinhang interrupted at the right time and made a conclusion: "Then, stay for now? Wait and see what will happen?"

Nan Zhou and Jiang Fang looked at each other and nodded.

The opinions are consistent, and a busy day can be regarded as a rough result.

After a little peace of mind, Jiang Fang went to cook, Li Yinhang helped, and Nan Zhou watched for a while, then returned to the room, intending to take a bath.

With Nanzhou's paper human physique, there is actually no need to clean himself.

But the feeling of water flowing over his skin helped him think.

After some washing, Nan Zhou walked out of the bathroom with bare feet, put on a bath towel, and sat down beside the bed.

Nan Zhou sat there very quietly, his wet black hair was draped softly on his shoulders, making his eyebrows even more colorful.

He grew up in his twenties alone in Neverland, because he has been isolated from the world for a long time, and when he doesn't speak, he still looks like a teenager.

However, after sitting quietly for a while, his train of thought was interrupted by a scent that did not belong to him.

He had smelled this smell last night, and it was from Jiang Fang.

Slightly astringent green tea with a natural woody aroma.

He leaned over the quilt and pillow and sniffed.

After one night, the fragrance has obviously faded.

Nan Zhou followed the scent all the way, and finally located the source of the scent.

...It turned out to be the smell of the wishing paper cranes in the lucky bag.

He took out the hard paper crane, held it in the palm of his hand, looked at it carefully for a while, then stretched out his hand to pull the tail of the paper crane, making its wings flutter slightly.

He was easily pleased with such a gadget and played with it for a long time.

So, after putting the paper crane back into the lucky bag, his fingertips were also covered with the smell of Jiang Fang.

They really lived like that.

Li Yinhang has always been skeptical and trusting, since he made a choice, he went straight to the dark.

Nanzhou and the others said to stay first, so she stayed there.

Later things will be discussed later.

After secretly observing, Li Yinhang was finally convinced of one thing by virtue of his IQ.

His new teammate is definitely a green tea, and tried his best to seduce another new teammate of his.

For example, within a day, he will make an appointment with Nan Zhou to do several things.

However, there is always an idle thing that will be missed for various reasons.

For example, he wants to make fruit pies for Nan Zhou, for example, he wants to tell Nan Zhou his own story.

In short, it is something that must be done by the two of them together.

When it was late at night, Jiang Fang would always slap his head with a smile: "Ah, I forgot. Today is too tired, let's do it tomorrow."

…not only whetted the appetite, but also made an appointment quietly about what to do the next day, creating such an "unfinished event", which made Nan Zhou full of expectations for what he would do with him the next day.

The lucky bag that he carried with him kept the smell of green tea on Jiang Fang's body for a long time on Nan Zhou.

Li Yinhang once wondered what kind of fragrance it was, and why it had such a long-lasting effect.

Later, this question was answered.

One day, when Li Yinhang went to Nan Zhou's room to ask about things, she saw with her own eyes that Jiang Fang dignifiedly dug out the lucky bag and sprayed perfume on it while Nan Zhou was taking a bath.

He was not in a hurry when he was hit by Li Yinhang, but just smiled gently at her.

...Laughing out the goosebumps all over her body.

One day after being inseparable from Nan Zhou for a few days, Jiang Fang suddenly disappeared in the hotel.

Nan Zhou really became anxious.

Although his anxiety is also calm.

He didn't just walk around aimlessly, but climbed to the roof, facing the scorching sun, looking around, waiting for Jiang Fang to come back.

Jiang Fang didn't disappear for too long.

An hour later, he returned on time.

Nan Zhou asked, "Why did you suddenly go out alone?"

Jiang Fang smiled and said, "Ah, there are only canned fruits in the hotel, I want to find some fresh fruits for you. Are you in a hurry?"

Since it was for himself, Nan Zhou couldn't say anything.

He gave a low "hmm", thought for a while, and said, "Take me with you next time you go out."

Jiang Fang rubbed his hair and replied, "Okay, no problem."

Li Yinhang watched from the side, and felt that if anyone had the ability to say yes, to say no, no one would be able to take it down.

But she didn't dare to say anything, she could only observe silently, and then stayed alone in the empty room.

...By the way, I put mouse traps and cockroach glue under my bed, hoping to catch the things that scratch the wall every day in the dead of night.

They can wait, but the other side can't.

Five days have passed in the blink of an eye in the small town.

The Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties were unable to obtain any information about the "Cubic Ark", and every day was a monotonous and tedious manual labor, so busy that their brains were numb and their eyes were dazzled.

It is unknown what the result of this tedious waiting will be, but Tang Song's injuries are actually getting worse.

He leaned crookedly on the bed, his long messy hair was tied in a braid at the back of his head, his specially made heroic face was covered with gray air, and his long eyelashes formed two small hairs on his cheeks. A gloomy shadow.

Yuan Mingqing sat beside his bed, lifted the quilt, and changed his dressing.

When the gauze was removed, all that dripped and stuck to it were festering flesh and blood.

Jiang Fang talked about kindness, but the shot was impartial, it hit the bone, and it was aimed at crippling him.

Yuan Mingqing was anxious in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He lightly expressed his relief for Tang and Song: "The weather is not good."

It's so hard to die, it's summer now, the vegetation is lush and the water vapor is abundant.

In the subtropical summer, towels are always not dry, hanging on rusty iron hooks, and within a long time, they will emit an unpleasant damp and rusty smell.

The medicine provided to them in the town was quite perfunctory, and it seemed that they had no intention of curing Tang and Song at all.

Yuan Mingqing had secretly opened the storage compartment countless times during the night when the camera was turned off.

But he knows that because of the setting of "amnesia", he must not use any props.

If he secretly helped Tang and Song recover, he would not be able to explain how such a serious wound disappeared out of thin air, and he would have to act all the time. If he was not careful, he would be seen through by keen audiences.

With their current attention, it is impossible to block the camera around the clock.

He felt like a thief, sitting on a house full of treasures, but he didn't dare to spend even a cent.

Under various fears, Yuan, Ming and Qing could only watch the situation of Tang and Song get worse day by day.

He was also forced to hamstring and be unable to take any effective action.

Everyone knew that he brought a wounded person here, and he had to go back to the dormitory to take care of him as soon as he got off work, so that after so many days, Yuan Mingqing didn't even step out of the factory gate.

He couldn't help thinking, at the beginning, should he be more decisive, give up Tang and Song Dynasties, and go with Nan Zhou and Jiang Fang?

But no.

That seemed like a dead end.

When Tang Song got the gun and had the opportunity to end the game with one shot, he was like Eve who was tempted by a snake, picked up the apple, and started the fall all the way.

... "Garden of Eden", for their "Adam", is really unlucky.

Yuan Mingqing shook off all kinds of thoughts, applied medicine to Tang Song, twisted a cold towel handle for him, and covered his forehead.

Tang Song continued to have a low-grade fever, and his face had already turned a terrible blue-gray.

Anyone can see that his condition is extremely bad,

When the Yuan, Ming and Qing were busy, Tang and Song always closed their eyes, as if they were immersed in a bad sleep.

But when Yuan Mingqing began to clean up the blood-stained gauze for him, he suddenly said, "I thought of a way."

Yuan Mingqing: "What?"

Tang Song raised his eyelashes with difficulty, but with all his strength, he could only open half of one eye.

He tried his best to keep his words clear: "You report me. Report me... I'm a normal person, I'm pretending to be crazy."

Yuan Mingqing thought it was a joke, so he subconsciously pursed his lips and smiled.

However, after he saw Tang Song's solemn expression clearly, he suppressed the smile from the corner of his mouth.

He rolled the gauze into a ball and held it in his palm.

The flesh and blood of Tang and Song Dynasties on it was extremely hot.

This is characteristic of carbon-based organisms.

Yuan Mingqing held the ball of bloody gauze, as if holding a heart.

He suspected that he had been lodged in this body for too long, and he actually seemed to have grown a little compassion.

It's disgusting.

"I've thought about it." Yuan Mingqing dispelled those unnecessary thoughts and replied in as relaxed a tone as possible.

Tang Song: "Why don't you do it?"

He originally used a persuasive tone, but with the heat from his mouth, his tone was completely softened, the ending was slightly dragged, and he was extremely weak.

Yuan Mingqing: "Because it may not be a good deal. I don't know what I can get in exchange for betraying you."

Tang Song: "Stop making trouble. I'm here, it's your burden. If I go on like this, the wound will be infected and necrotic, and I will die sooner or later. It's better to play a little role. ——You should report something. If it goes well enough, you If you make a request, you might be able to meet the owner of the town, that shitty 'god' they talk about..."

Yuan Mingqing: "But if you die..."

Tang and Song resolutely interrupted Yuan Mingqing: "If you die, you die!"

Yuan Mingqing lowered his head for a long time, clutching the gauze in his palm until it was hot and smelly.

He was right.

Here is a PVP copy.

In a PVP game, as long as they win, even if one person dies, it doesn't matter. After the game is won, they will be resurrected automatically.

only……

Yuan, Ming and Qing were not reconciled.

They clearly had the upper hand and had all the advantages, but watched them all lost and turned into shackles that bound themselves.

The missed opportunity, the failed wooing, the "amnesia" setting that bound them, the stolen spear, the shattered knee...

Just had a face-to-face meeting with the "Cubic Ark" in the speeding train, were they forced to this point?

The Yuan, Ming and Qing refused to betray the Tang and Song Dynasties, and they also subconsciously avoided it.

...to escape the possibility of fighting alone.

"Let me think about it." In the end, Yuan Mingqing replied softly, "...Think about it again."

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