You don't decrypt at all do you?

As she said that, she recalled it for a while, and said with a smile: "The chair of No. 00 is really pretty."

District 10 administrator: "...you didn't say that when the original No. 1 executive officer was still there."

Sister: "Be stricter with others than self-discipline, have you heard of it?"

District 10 administrator: "..."

After everyone had gone out, he turned his head and looked at Su Zhan: "You have a good relationship with her, tell me."

Su Zhan: "Huh?"

District 10 administrator: "Why is she talking like that now?"

Su Zhan: "..."

She was silent for a while, and hesitated: "Perhaps, this is due to a player named Zhu Wen."

District 10 Administrator: "...?" Who?

...

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Scene No. D32781

After Su Zhan left, Zhu Wen and Ji Shuang went back to the river to search for a while, and after making sure that there were no other clues in the vicinity, they returned to the cabin.

The "mob" had all left the log cabin, and only Stephen and Tom were left squatting beside the small stove and laying down seriously.

Seeing Zhu Wen came back, Stephen smiled and waved to him, and said cheerfully, "What are you doing? You scared them."

Zhu Wen: "It's nothing."

Stephen: "They're missing two people."

"Oh."

Say this.

Zhu Wen waved his hand: "One died, and one left."

Stephen: "One left?"

Ji Shuang: "You can also understand that Chengdu is dead."

Zhu Wen glanced at her, threw the backpack containing the props on the ground, sat cross-legged on the floor and began to organize things.

There are no particularly powerful props, but there are many healing props of different levels, which are good in terms of practicality.

Zhu Wen poked around in the bag for a while, then raised his head: "Where's the box girl?"

Stephen was taken aback, and looked at Tom: "Yes, where is the box girl?"

Tom was taken aback, and looked at Ji Shuang: "..." Forget it, I can't ask.

Zhu Wen didn't ask, they didn't notice the box girl, after all, the box girl didn't talk, and she kept huddling in the corner playing with herself last night.If you don't pay special attention, it's more like there are more puppets in the house, which is not easy to notice.

The two of them didn't do anything, and they thought that these 10 days would definitely be exhausted.

But I wish Wen Jishuang went out for a night, and when he came back, the "mob" camp lost two players. This is good news!According to this progress, they only need to stay in this ghost place for another 3 days at most before it can be over.

Victory is just around the corner, and both Stephen and Tom are in a good mood.

Guessing that it was almost dawn, they even made breakfast on their own initiative, waiting for Zhu Wen Jishuang to come back.

Seeing that Zhu Wen put away the backpack they brought back, none of them asked any more questions, and greeted Zhu Wen with a smile to have breakfast.

……

"there is none left?"

The short man asked with a pale face, "Are you sure?"

Mob A: "I'm sure of what, I'm sure!"

He sat down covering his face, and rubbed his face vigorously through the glove: "The things were originally placed here, and they must have been taken away by Zhu Wen!"

"I just said that things can't be put here!" Mob B has gone through last night, and his mentality is already a little bit wrong.

They've been avoiding the lingering yeti all night, but luckily the game is still in its infancy and the snowman isn't too difficult to deal with.

But the snowman has become more and more human, and one day, it will become difficult to deal with.

They have to clear the level before then!

Mob B thought of this, and said with red eyes: "I should have put the things on my body if I knew it earlier!"

"What are you shouting for?"

The short man was also in a bad mood. After searching for clues for a day, he said nothing, especially if there was a key inside, which was very annoying.

He forced himself to calm down, and said in a deep voice: "It's useless to say this, even if we carry things with us, that Su Zhan...will still tell Zhu Wen and them?"

This is true.

Mob A wiped his face and raised his head: "Then what should we do now? We can't find 'relatives', and it's useless for us to go up the mountain. And I don't know if there are any other monsters on the way up the mountain."

"Calm down first, let's stroke back and forth."

The short man stood up: "If there is a key, there must be a lock. Let's sort out all the existing clues and see if we can find the clue with the lock."

"If not,"

He paused for a moment, and said: "Then go back and find the NPCs, and get away from them. I don't believe that they don't have any clues. Just avoid it at night. In short, there are still 8 days. Don't mess yourself up."

The method is not a good method, but now that his eyes are smeared, this is the only way to go.

The "mob" collectively fell silent for a while, and then nodded in response.

009: Are these two sick? 6K

The sky here changes as it says, it starts to snow around 9:[-] in the morning, then the wind and snow get stronger, and it becomes dark and close to the sky at two or three in the afternoon.In the evening, it is difficult to walk normally outside.

There was a fire burning in the cabin, and the 4 players in the BOSS group seemed to be on vacation, leisurely doing their own things with hot soup in their hands.

Not far from the cabin, the remaining 5 mobs were wrapped up like a ball, and they had been staring here for a while.

"Haven't come out all day? Can't you?" The short man frowned and looked at the cabin.

Mob A: "Bring your head to guarantee it! I'll put it on hold for a day, unless they will escape!"

He pushed the short man and said hesitantly: "It will be night soon, why don't we evacuate first? We have to find a suitable place to set up the tents. Everyone will let the wind blow for a day, and we won't rest. The little girl still needs to rest!"

Mob A refers to the two female players in their group.

Normally he would not say this, but the external conditions of this level are really bad.They worked continuously for more than 20 hours. Although it was basically useless work, they did not lose their energy at all.

It's useless to hold on. There are still 7 or 8 days left in the game. Even the gods can't not rest in the next 8 days, and keep a clear mind and quick response. Resting at the moment is a must.

The short man also knew in his heart that not to mention the two female players who were traveling with him, even he himself was almost unconscious after such a long time.

He waved his hand: "Let's go down the mountain for a while, away from the place where the 'snowman' melted last night. Tonight..."

The short man didn't finish his sentence, he withdrew his gaze and turned his head: "Let's go."

Mob A: "Okay."

He patted his teammates beside him, and just wanted to say "then let's go first", but he didn't expect the people beside him to be so careless.He slapped lightly and the person shook, then grabbed the person beside him and knelt down.

"What, what's the matter?" Mob A froze for a moment, and squatted down.

The fallen mob C waved his hand.

As they got closer, Mob A heard her obviously heavy but extremely weak and unsteady breathing.

He said "Fuck!", and only after he took off the scarf covering most of her face did she see her chapped and white lips.He took off his gloves and touched her neck with the back of his hand, wiping the cold sweat off the back of his hand.

The wind and snow were too heavy, and everyone was covered tightly.Coupled with the darkness, heavy snow and strong wind, the short man walked two meters under the interference of several parties, only to realize that he had not followed.

He turned his head and saw that someone had fallen, so he knew it was troublesome.

Quickly wading through the snow, the short man asked, "What's wrong?"

Seeing that no one answered, he lifted his big hood that was in the way and looked intently: "Hey! This sweaty head..."

Mob A panicked, and turned to look at the short man: "Why..."

The short man: "Do any of you have healing items?"

"It's useless."

It was useless, and mob A panicked: "Those are used to treat trauma, this thing...is not a trauma."

"Try it!"

The short man scolded: "The props are useless because they are useless? What's the use of sitting here if you don't try it?!"

"But..." Mob A hesitated, glanced at him and opened and closed his lips several times, unable to speak for a while.

"...If you use it and it's useless, then it's a waste." Someone whispered at this juncture.

The short man looked up at the speaker and fell silent.

"I, I'm fine..." Mob C slowed down, shaking his heavy head and trying to stand up: "I'm just a little tired, just sleep at night, at night."

The short man let out a "scratch" under his throat, and with a look of irritability, he dug out his healing props from the warehouse, "Please don't move, I'll try. If it doesn't work, you can ask for blessings."

He swung mob A away and used the prop on mob C, who was already delirious.

After waiting patiently for a long while, the short man shook his head: "...I can't."

He doesn't feel bad about the healing items, but there are more troublesome things than the useless healing items right now.

The short man raised his hand to help mob C up, "Can you still go?"

Mob C nodded, afraid of being thrown on the snow: "Yes, it's just, I'm a little tired after a day..."

The short man muttered in his heart, "I'm lying to a ghost", and said irritably, "We'll see after tonight, if the situation gets worse..."

He didn't say much, anyway, everyone present must understand what he meant.

The more the game time goes to the mid-term, the stronger the execution ability of the game boss.If she has been bad, they can't drag a seriously ill player to play, getting in the way.

Mob C nodded.

The short man beckoned another person to help the patient with him, sighed and said, "Let's go."

The road is difficult to walk, and it is even more difficult to walk with such a patient.

The group of people walked very slowly. When passing the cabin, someone glanced inside, longing for the fire inside, but forced himself to look away.

With a "squeak", the door of the cabin opened.

At first, the mob couldn't catch this faint sound in the howling wind and snow, but out of the corner of their eyes, they still saw the warm light coming from the wide open door of the cabin after a few beats of delay.

The short man froze for a moment, then turned his head to look at the door of the cabin.

Stephen raised his chin at him with a cigarette in his mouth, with a half-smile.

The short man's face turned blue on the spot.

Stephen chuckled, and suddenly felt that Tom wasn't that perverted anymore, and it was quite refreshing to scare the players if he had nothing to do!

He turned his head and shouted into the house: "People are all outside!"

Shouting, Stephen lowered his head and glanced at his watch: "It will be night in two minutes."

The short man couldn't understand what Stephen was talking about, and he couldn't say anything good anyway, so he hurriedly lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Let's go!", and hurried away.

But this weather, coupled with the snow, can't go anywhere anytime soon.

Zhu Wen came out of the house, was blown by the wind, and touched his neck.

In the next second, the scarf was wrapped up from behind.

Ji Shuang pulled the scarf vigorously, and said "Tsk", "Do you want to be sick?"

Zhu Wen pulled the scarf: "You want to strangle me?"

Ji Shuang: "Tsk."

Zhu Wen: "Thank you."

Ji Shuang: "Little things~"

Stephen stood beside Zhu Wen and Ji Shuang, wondering why he suddenly had no room to speak.