Lost City [Unlimited]

Hu Ling smoothed Yang Chenghao's hair, talked sweetly, acted like a baby, and received countless death rays that looked like mourning.

So when he managed to appease the pretentious NPC, the other one started to get angry again: "You two have such a good relationship, we outsiders are very envious."

Yu Songyuan reread the word "outsider" viciously, like a beast that has bared its fangs.

Hu Ling turned to look at him, with complicated eyes in contrast.He sighed softly: "Don't make trouble."

Yu Songyuan was slightly startled, and returned to his senses without saying anything.But the gaze he fell on Yang Chenghao was too calm and penetrating.

Three NPCs are required to complete quest two.

However, only three are needed.

Hu Ling knew what Yu Songyuan was up to at a glance, and he couldn't help but wonder if the dungeon had set this character up like this, so he dug a hole here too.

If Yu Songyuan and Yang Chenghao meet...

While Hu Ling was thinking, he inadvertently glanced at Yu Songyuan, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he rolled his eyes silently.

Forget it, the elbow should not turn outward.

And Mama Jin's previous question, intentionally or unintentionally, was also consciously ignored by the players collectively. Mrs. Wu even took the initiative to hand it to Hu Ling: "Xiao Hu, go ahead and talk about what do you think about leaving M City."

She used "leave" instead of "escape" mentioned in the mission, which is the same as Jin Yin's previous wording, it seems that changing the word will change the nature of the matter.

Hu Ling took over the conversation: "I agree with Jin Yin's proposal." He did not continue to say some words of advice, but asked: "It sounds like everyone has read the previous news, so do you know how long it takes to develop a new drug?" Time? Do you think you can really wait?"

The scene was silent for a moment, and Grandpa Yu said: "No matter how long it takes, we should trust the country, and the news said that supplies will be airdropped regularly, so we should be prepared for a long-term struggle. As long as we persist, victory will eventually come. advent."

"Airdrop." Hu Ling didn't make any comments on his point of view, but said these two words in a straight voice.

Everyone felt a little inexplicable, but they began to panic again.

Hu Ling continued: "Haven't you ever thought about why airdrops are needed?"

The players didn't quite understand his intentions, but they all had the same goal now, so they pretended to be contemplative and didn't speak casually, so as not to disrupt the youth's layout.

The NPCs thought about it very cooperatively, and finally Grandpa Yu stood up and answered: "Because M City has been closed, in order to avoid the spread of infection, measures should be taken as soon as possible to prohibit the entry and exit of all living things."

This is the content in the news, he refined it a bit.

"Why are the people in City M infected?" Unexpectedly, Hu Ling turned the question in another direction.

Everyone frowned.

Only Yu Songyuan, who may have studied a single object for long enough, even if it was not deep enough, could understand the plan in the youth's conversation after a little thought.

He looked at the young man, his eyes were full of admiration and even an infatuation similar to worship.

Grandpa Yu continued without knowing why: "Because a new type of virus is spreading in M ​​City."

Hu Ling: "So those people are sick, right?"

Everyone thought about it, and felt that although those people were more like mutated monsters, it was not a problem that such sudden mutations could be the outbreak of a major disease.

So they all nodded.

Hu Ling: "But who will heal them?"

Everyone was taken aback, thinking, yes, don't you have to go to the doctor if you are sick?Where is the doctor?

At this time, Xiao Shui said in a soft voice: "We passed by the hospital when we came, and there...there are no medical conditions there anymore."

What she was talking about was the largest and the best hospital in M ​​City, which basically took over half of the patients in the city.

If there is already...

Everyone's heart sank.

Hu Ling glanced around, and continued: "M City has lost medical conditions, so the only hope is rescue outside the city, but what? The first, first, hour, time, the city is closed."

Everyone seemed to understand something under the guidance of the young man. Their eyes were dull, and they felt a chill from their bones.

Hu Ling didn't give them time to convince themselves, and continued in an orderly manner: "Immediately close the city and prohibit all creatures from entering or leaving. Then, will there be rescuers? Of course not."

"Such a large formation not only shows the importance, but also shows that this disaster is extremely terrifying. No one is sure, and even dare not bet on the tiny possibility."

He sneered, as if he had something to say, he swallowed it back, and asked a very famous question: "When the train is driving somewhere, you find that there are two tracks in front of you, one is the track in use, and the other is the track on the track. There is a group of children playing; the other is an abandoned track with only one child on it. Which track do you think the train should go on?"

This is really a classic question, and many people have been asked and given different opinions.But for the answer to this question, no one can say that what he gave is the optimal solution.

Because of this problem, human nature, morality, rules, etc. are mixed together, which can be interpreted, but difficult to judge.

The young man's voice was soft and pleasant, and he slowly said, everyone unconsciously began to think about it, if it was him, how would he choose.

This is when Hu Ling said again: "But the problem we are facing now is simpler."

Everyone looked at him blankly, like a sunflower chasing the sun, they all agreed.

He said: "Everyone is not on track, maybe the meaning of life will be more important."

Everyone thought dumbly for a while and understood.

That's right, there are no active tracks and no abandoned tracks, so what's right or wrong among these "children"?And if everyone stands on the same plane, there is really no advantage in the sporadic fires of a city.

It's not that no one wants to be rescued, but...it can't be done.

They can't even blame it.

At this moment, as if to see through their inner thoughts, the young man said in a young voice: "A city and the whole world, in a certain angle, are they comparable? It's just bad luck, who is to blame?"

"Besides, they are not ruthless. At least they will drop supplies by air, and they will live every day. If they struggle to the end."

At this moment, there was a sense of despair and sadness in everyone's hearts, and it spread in an instant, as if they had been poured with something, they were weak and heavy.

Hu Ling suddenly said back to the original question: "How long do you think it will take to develop a new drug that can cure this strange disease?"

"You guys, can you wait?"

For the same two questions, there is a subtle difference in wording and sentence making, and it is this difference that makes everyone feel depressed.

At this moment, everyone subconsciously gave a negative answer in their hearts.

Suddenly pointing out the word "airdrop", with the unexpected reaction of everyone, he found another way, using softness to overcome rigidity, and successfully occupied the right to speak.Then use the purposeful and related questions to induce everyone to think, and people will always be impressed and convinced by the results of their own thinking.Then exaggerate the atmosphere, let everyone face the initial question with a negative attitude, and easily let everyone get an answer that is beneficial to themselves.

The chains are interlocking, not advanced, but the rhythm is controlled very well, and the highest income is achieved at the lowest cost.

Yu Songyuan analyzed silently, and suddenly wanted to guess the young man's next move.

'The next step should be to arouse everyone's desire to survive. '

After all, those people, including individual players, were wrapped in the hopeless despair deliberately created by the youth, looking as if they could draw their swords and kill themselves in the next moment.

Hu Ling glanced at Yang Chenghao and Yu Songyuan indiscriminately, and the corner of his mouth rose for a moment. "However, have you ever thought about it? There is no way to criticize it, and it can also be said to be - nothing wrong with it."

"This kind of abandonment and determination is understandable. Those of us who have not been infected will be buried with the city. There is nothing wrong with it."

"We may be forced to sacrifice in desperation, but no one will remember our names."

Everyone felt a sudden sore nose, as if they were wronged, but the strength of their clenched hands seemed to be expressing some kind of unwillingness.

Life is not very hopeful, but death is not very willing to die.

My heart became a mess, extremely tangled, and extremely confused.

Nothing wrong with that.

Yu Songyuan hooked his lips, this angle framed him really well.

And he noticed that in the cautious and precise words used by the young people, apart from other things, he will not do in-depth research now, but the gradual change of "they, you, and us" is really good.

"So I agree with Jin Yin's proposal." Hu Ling suddenly began to summarize his statement: "After all, I am still very afraid that others will forget me."

Everyone was following his train of thought well, but he suddenly stopped talking, which was really uncomfortable.

But it also gives them a lot of room to continue thinking along these lines.But at the beginning, the path led by the young man was biased, and in the end he made this path narrower and narrower, so no matter how divergent and tangled, everyone can only come to the conclusion he wants.

Yu Songyuan was also thinking, but his thinking was different from others.

——What does it mean to be afraid that others will forget?

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In the end, everyone discussed for a while, and decided to get up at six o'clock tomorrow morning to pack up and leave, and no one objected.

As for tonight's rest, everyone took a brief wash with cold water in the bathroom, each found a place, put them on the thin blankets they found in the central supermarket, and then fell asleep.

During this period, Mother Jin kept complaining in a low voice, and combined with her previous performance, Hu Ling judged that she might have a slight cleanliness.

Cleanliness ah, just treat it.

He thought of the horribly ugly zombies outside, and his smile became brighter.

After all, it is an extraordinary period, and the term night vigil, which everyone has never touched before, comes in handy now.

The arrangement is for a group to guard a time period, that is, a player and an NPC partner.

Because there are seven groups in total, and one group lasts two hours, there are three groups with byes, and these three groups will go first the next night.

Hu Ling and Yang Chenghao were in these three groups.

Before falling asleep, Hu Ling glanced at Wu Xin's direction, thoughtful.

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