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My deal with the photographer ultimately fell through.

From the moment he asked me what I could exchange for badges, I began to think about what could be of interest to the supervisor in the few luggage I brought to the manor.

...it seems not.

This is the first answer I got, and it just made my brain blank for a moment.And before I could recover, I saw Joseph's expression move slightly—it was too late to make any reaction, and the reflected cold light of the knife slashed down on me!

For a moment, I seemed to feel the coolness coming to my face.

A figure rushed to the carnival chair at a speed that was unmatched by ordinary people, and one dodged the blow narrowly and narrowly.The back of the knife slammed hard on the carnival chair, making a clanging sound.The person who came to me quickly tore off the thorns that bound me.

Naib Sabeda saved me and gave me a push: "Run!"

I reacted quickly and ran away.And Mr. Mercenary is one step behind me, standing between the supervisor and me.Even with his speed, he could overtake me in two or three strokes, and he didn't leave me alone to run away. I was immediately moved by Mr. Mercenary's empathy and righteousness.

"Fiona is on the other side of the wooden house, you run there, I will hold him." Neb whispered to me while running.

I remembered and tried to quicken my pace.Naibu stopped, and kept dangling in front of the photographer who was chasing him, attracting his attention.

I still remember the conversation just now in my heart, but unfortunately I was rescued before I could say a few words. In this way, it is probably impossible to get my badge back while living in peace.

After all, no regulator would let survivors stand in front of them without eliminating them.

For a moment, I regretted that I missed the great opportunity, and I couldn't help but look back. I saw Joseph was holding the western knife, and when the knife turned around, a cold light flashed across it.

Raising the eyelids, the jewel-like pupils glanced over.

I took a small step back subconsciously, and then remembered that my task was to run away quickly so as not to cause trouble to Mr. Mercenary who was about to sneak around, so I turned around and ran away without any guilt.

When I ran away, I couldn't help but think of the last game. For no reason, I don't think Joseph will chase me this time.

I got it right.

All the way to the cabin smoothly, in front of the cabin is a dense corn field.I entered the house through the cornfield, and saw a cipher machine in the empty wooden house.

Miss Priest is deciphering the cipher machine, but the process is not very smooth, because when I came in, I could only see the electric light leaking from the cipher machine... The calibration failed, and the cipher machine leaked electricity.

Fiona, who was closest to me, was directly shocked, her arms shook violently, when she saw me, she immediately showed an excited expression: "Beth Fenli, you came just in time, help me! "

I walked over, only to see that the progress on the cipher machine, which was already about to be successfully deciphered, was greatly slowed down due to a power leakage.I reached up and pressed a few times on the keypad to trigger the calibration again.

"Ding……"

With a slight beep, the calibration is successful.Seeing this, Fiona breathed a sigh of relief: "Great, it will be very convenient to decipher it with you here."

"Where's Helena?"

"I don't know, Neb should have saved her and immediately went to save you." Fiona said casually.

I can't help being a little embarrassed, I'm still lagging behind.

I didn't defend myself, saying that I was suddenly recruited, but turned to demonstrate the deciphering of the cipher machine for the priestess.

A cipher machine was deciphered, and Fiona's eyes were full of blankness.I can't help but sigh.

According to Fiona herself, she is from an ancient tribe and has no contact with the outside world.This means that she is not familiar with some very common things in the outside world.Especially for mechanical products, Fiona still can't understand how the power of thunder and lightning is stored and used in the big black iron box of the cipher machine.

Although I memorized the deciphered key sequence by rote, it was still very unfamiliar when I did it myself.

But no matter how unfamiliar you are, you can't help deciphering it. If you keep doing nothing, the crows entrenched in the field will circle above your head and report the location of the survivors to the supervisor.

As Fiona walked ahead, I couldn't help but focus on what looked like a long manhole cover she was clutching tightly in one hand.In fact, it's not a big deal if you can't decipher it. Miss Sacrifice also has her own confidence.According to her own statement, this manhole-like object is called the "key to the door", and it is a sacred object enshrined by her tribe.The priest's tribe believed in a god named "Sothos". Even in the Odiris Manor, the priestess would often perform worship.

I don't believe in any gods.

When I was in England, I was often invited by some noble ladies to attend services in St. Paul's Cathedral.I must remain as respectful as they are, without a trace of negligence.I'm often bored, and sometimes wonder if God really is what the teachings say.If he really looked at this place and saw a person like me among the vast number of believers, what kind of mood would he feel?

Mass is usually chosen on a sunny day.

I often peek at the sky pretending to be praying.London is in fog all year round, and it is a well-deserved "fog capital".The fog and the old buildings constitute the unique ancient style of London.But the sky was clear and the clouds cleared, and the mist disappeared under the sunlight, revealing the bright sky, blue as washing, not stained with dust.The children's chants echoed in the square, and white pigeons flew into the air in large numbers, dropping a white feather in the bright sky.

The scenery was so beautiful that people couldn't help but bend their eyes, and couldn't bear to look away for a long time.

However, my thoughts came back to reality from the memory, and I saw the "key to the door" carried by the priest lady, and I still couldn't stop my complicated emotions.

It is said that the lady priest can use the "key of the door" to create a magical passage that can lead to anywhere except the escape door of the game.This is undoubtedly a mysterious power, but it's a pity that only the priestess can control it.

Probably in the eyes of the Catholic Church, Fiona and I are the same "evil heretics".

I looked away and looked not far away.There was a tall, blinking antenna, indicating that an undeciphered cipher machine was there.

He was about to run, but suddenly stopped.I looked at Fiona, she had already received the same reminder as me - Neb fell to the ground.

Being able to hold on for so long is already amazing.

Fiona and I looked at each other, and Fiona said decisively: "I'll go see if I can save Neb, you hurry up and decipher."

No one expected me or the blind woman to save people.Because we all belong to the "weak" group of people, it's fine if we don't put ourselves in it.

Fiona and I separated, walked to the cipher machine in two or three steps, and was about to decipher it, when another prompt came suddenly——Helena fell to the ground.

I vaguely remembered that when I was deciphering with Fiona, I seemed to have heard the sound of a camera taking pictures.

Numbly, I deciphered the cipher machine, praying that Fiona would succeed in saving people, but when the deciphering progress was a third of the way, a scream shattered my fantasy.

My hand trembled, the calibration failed, the cipher machine suddenly made a bumping sound, and a flash of lightning suddenly shot out from the cipher machine, hitting my hand hard without warning, and my arm went numb from the electricity.

But I didn't care about my arm at all, because the speed of the blood collapse in this round was far beyond my expectation.

How to do?

I stared blankly at the three red silhouettes in my field of vision, it can be said that I was shocked and desperate.

At the beginning, I repaired a half-cipher machine.

Fiona repaired one.

I worked with Fiona to build one.

Helena repaired one after being rescued.

So now the best case is that there are still half of the cipher machines, and the worst is that there is still one.

Unfortunately, I blew up the plane just now.

Panicked emotions rose from my mind, and I stood there at a loss, not knowing what to do.

run.

Run quickly before the regulators come after you.

I stood there stiffly, but my footsteps were disobedient, as if there was a voice screaming in my heart: it's too late, you can't run away at all!

I didn't run very far, and the sense of crisis rose, and my heart was beating wildly to warn me.Familiar footsteps chased after me, and they seemed to knock on the tip of my heart.I just ran around desperately, and was soon blocked in a corner.

I'm desperate, I don't want to get lost, and I don't want to think about the damn badge anymore-no supervisor will negotiate terms with prey that has already been basically obtained.

Joseph stood in front of me with a knife in his hand, probably wondering why I stopped struggling suddenly and didn't knock me down immediately.

I didn't dare to expect that he would let me go, so I moved back secretly, and a cold light suddenly stopped on my neck.

"Don't run around."

He said lightly, his voice was cold and impersonal.

When I met those blue cloud-like eyes, I couldn't help being in a daze.Under the twilight of the aurora above his head, there was some darkness in the blue depths, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.

"What do you want?"

I asked.Better to let me go or kill me than this unsettling silence.

He ignored me and turned his face slightly to look in one direction.

I followed his gaze, only to see that two red outlines that were still in sight suddenly disappeared.

Someone save themselves?who is it?

As soon as this question came to my mind, I suddenly heard the photographer ask coldly: "Your name?"

"Beth Fenley... Beth Fenley Yeager." I answered subconsciously.

He took a deep look at me, and suddenly withdrew his knife: "Just make a note this time, we will meet again, Miss Yeager."

Before he had time to react, he turned around calmly and left just like that.

I couldn't believe what I heard. I finally found the cipher machine that I had deciphered half of it before. After I stumbled and deciphered it, the siren sounded.

Then open the gate and run out.It wasn't until I returned to the manor and saw Marta and the others coming up to meet me that I truly felt that I was really let go.

why?

The author has something to say: Joseph: I don't beat my wife.