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Chapter 179 Chapter 170 Eight · "Fairy Banban"

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The sky dimmed little by little.

At night, when Su Mingan woke up, some people said that they would hold a celebration banquet for him, and some people wanted to bring the whole family to visit him, but he refused.

He didn't have time to accept these thanks, and the more dangerous ones were yet to come.

The odds of survival had been slowly rising, and by late afternoon it had soared to 82%.But he really didn't dare to believe this number. It can be raised rapidly due to some events, and it can also be inexplicably reduced to the lowest.

Su Mingan declined these invitations, and immediately rushed to the tallest building in the town, looking at the north and south gates of the town entrance.

He didn't know which direction Xu Anna would come from, he had to stop her before she started killing her.

This week's play is much better than the previous one. He has mastered a perfect magic circle, so that if he is still discovered by Sheng Qi, he will have some confidence to negotiate.

The key point is that he must let Sheng Qi know that the [value] of keeping him alive is greater than the value of the transaction Sheng Qi made.

Ying has already contacted the Revolutionary Army, as an old friend.

Shan Shuang still seemed to want to find him, but under Ying's persuasion, the revolutionary army finally proceeded according to the original plan, preparing for the final attack on the tenth day.

Now, everything can only depend on himself for the time being.

He stood for a long time on this tallest tower.

He saw an old man coming out of the house below, skillfully sweeping up the thick snow and ice in front of the door.The precocious child picked up his backpack and walked towards the forest step by step, holding a blunt sickle in his hand.

He even saw corpses wrapped in white cloth being carried out. Even though they had awakened their abilities, there were still people who could not be rescued from life and death. The expressions of the people were solemn and dignified. Some women covered their faces and cried bitterly, and children stopped. smiling face.

But life will go on, there is smoke from the kitchen, struggling to float up in the cold air, like countless souls that are unyielding to the wind and snow.

He quietly watched the lives of people in another world, and the cold wind blew until evening.

When the wind and snow were brewing and the cold wind began to blow, he managed to see a purple figure appearing from the north gate of the town.

He immediately moved in space, from a high place to the ground, and rushed towards the door with all his speed.

Xu Anna, who was wearing a cloak, paused, and she also saw Su Mingan who was running towards her, and her tone was full of surprise: "—Teacher!"

[HP-1280! (Fatally wounded!)]

The next moment, Arman's sword cut off her head directly.

Blood splashed on the snow, and Xu Anna's figure fell to the ground like a fallen leaf.

This week, the villagers will no longer be massacred by her.

He dragged Xu Anna's body into an empty house beside him, and covered the fresh snow with the old snow to cover the red marks left by the blood flow. Soon, under the increasing wind and snow, everything seemed like nothing happened Pass.

Su Mingan waited where he was, waiting for Sheng Qi to come.

If he really came, he would like to confront this guy on the snow, and have a good talk with the leader of this continent, what is the [future] about this continent.

But soon, the wind and snow became bigger and bigger, and gradually turned into a blizzard. The sky was dark and covered the ground like ink.

During the polar night mixed with wind and snow, it is difficult to see things.

He searched around and found a very hidden basement.

He entered the basement, avoided the wind and snow, huddled in a corner, and covered his body with some hay, which was better than nothing.

【Brother Ming An is really decisive...】

[Frankly speaking, I apologize for the fact that I thought the mission of the first player was easy.I came from another live broadcast room, the identity assigned to the first player is simply **** (disappears automatically)]

[That's right, I've seen the admiration of other parallel copies, basically ****]

[Indeed, Jukeng, the organizer will call you immortal! 】

[It seems that I really didn't see other players assigned to the status of admiration, did anyone see it?Some dd me. 】

[There are already a lot of forum big hands who have opened analysis posts to analyze the situation of this world... I thought it was the world of Yang Jian, but now it seems that it is not normal. 】

[The end of the world and Minghui, these two underworld worlds are crouching dragons and phoenixes. 】

[Cultural desert please don't use memes indiscriminately. 】

【…】

The waiting time is very difficult, and the physical weakness is also very difficult. Watching the audience talking nonsense is a good way to refresh yourself.

Although this group of spectators entertained to death, and sometimes played tricks in some inexplicable places regardless of the occasion, this group of people did always remind him that he was in a game, and there were many people watching him.

Sometimes, when you are immersed in some emotions of the dungeon and are extremely depressed, looking at these joyful barrages can also change your mood appropriately, just like a flavoring agent.Although there is no nutrition, it will not make his emotions tense all the time.

Sometimes, the audience will also talk about some things about the main god's space.

These people think that he never watches barrage, so they are very good at self-indulgence, and they are good at turning the live broadcast room into a world channel chat room, or an alternative real-time world forum, talking about various hot topics, which can make him In the dungeon world, I also know what the group of human beings who did not end up doing.

And just as he was enduring the cold while watching the barrage, he heard the system prompt from his ear:

[Hidden Line·Bright Future·Perfect clearance progress: 80%]

……what's the situation.

He got up quickly, lifted the hay, and went up to see the situation outside.

There was nothing but the flying snow, and no one came.

He glanced at the system time, it was the night of the ninth day, and there was still an hour before the arrival of the tenth day.

Obviously nothing happened, but the perfect progress increased by itself.

He had no idea, so he went back to the basement and covered it with hay.

Barrage has become an alternative TV at the moment, like an entertainment project.

After discovering that he seemed to be watching the barrage, the group of people instantly exploded like fireworks.But the things that were considered meaningful in the past are gone, and there are only various confessions that are not nutritious.

He looked away, narrowed his eyes slightly, and felt sleepy again.

This kind of drowsiness mixed with cold... He didn't know how familiar he was. He remembered that when he was in high school, every winter when the air conditioner was not turned on, he would get through math class with this drowsiness.

The feeling of wanting to sleep but not being able to sleep is extremely painful.

He stared at the ground in front of him, and his thoughts couldn't be farther away. Gradually, gradually, the ground he was staring at seemed to begin to blur. Then, feeling his eyelids a little sore, he closed them gently.

……

[Perfect clearance progress: 90%]

……

The cool wind came in along the cracks in the wooden boards, and Su Mingan opened his eyes.

The sky light slowly leaked in, and there was a circle of firefly-like light spots around him. He shook off the dry grass on his body, stood up, and glanced at the time.

Tenth day, noon.

"..."

Sleep a little long.

The progress of the perfect customs clearance has somehow risen to 90%, and the survival rate is 95%.

It seems that [Away from Zhengjun Square] in the perfect customs clearance route is very effective.

Just a day of hiding in the basement safe and sound, the data has become very gratifying.

He took this opportunity to fuse the Gem of Prophecy with the Eye of Inspection, and then got a new skill description:
[(Purple Level) Eye of Surveillance (evolvable): You can plant a Eye of Surveillance anywhere, and the Eye of Surveillance can provide you with a 50m*50m field of vision for three consecutive days (surveillance field of view cannot pass through obstacles). After the eye is implanted, it is automatically invisible, and it cannot be detected by detection skills of the same level.Each copy is limited to three.

Due to the fusion of rare props (prediction gems), the Eye of Sight has its own (prediction) effect, which can give an opportunity (blue)/danger (red) reminder in advance. 】

……

Su Mingan put one last eye on the spot.

Like an eye socket in a game, a gemstone glowing purple appeared on the ground, and a long stick protruded from below, hitting the ground with a "squeaky" sound, and then the entire eye gradually disappeared.

At the same time, he also saw the light gradually appearing in his eyes.

The red light, in the shape of an arrow, pointed firmly to the south.

Red means danger.

Judging by the level of light, it looks like a big crisis.

……south.

He remembered that he was at the gate of the town, the entrance of the town in the north.

Does the south mean...

He suddenly realized that it seemed too quiet outside during the day.

He went up to the ground and looked into the town. Sure enough, he couldn't see anyone, not even a new car mark. The light snow was floating in the sky, and it was eerily quiet.

He opened the door and walked towards the town. The bungalows on both sides were very quiet, not even the coughing sound that should have been there, and there was no smoke on the chimney.

But soon, he saw a group of patrolling soldiers. They were covered in iron armor and fully armed. It seemed that they should not appear in the town.

They seemed to be looking for someone, opened the doors and windows roughly, and threw all kinds of things out.

Su Mingan quickly clung to the wall, hid himself, and groped out of the town.

But soon, he also discovered that there was a circle of soldiers around the town, not many in number, but they formed a line and completely sealed off the town.

...Did you come to find yourself?

He touched the wall, and then moved closer to the square bit by bit.

He gradually saw many people.

These townspeople were all surrounded in the square.

Soldiers in heavy armor covered their faces under helmets, like silent dead soldiers.

Their size is extremely intimidating, like small giants, surrounding the yellow and thin townspeople in the middle of the square, holding spears, forming a circle, and pointing their pointed ends at them.

On the other side of the soil slope, lay several corpses, including young and middle-aged, old, and even the corpse of a baby. They all had a neat hole in their body, which was obviously pierced by a spear, and the blood It dripped all over the ground, completely dyeing the snow red.

...The townspeople had obviously resisted, and they were very proud of having just awakened, thinking that they would have a chance to change their destiny and fight against a real capable person... But obviously, the time was still too short, and the result was not satisfactory.

Those corpses that were pierced by a single shot and died in a miserable state are obviously the result of this group of iron-armored men killing others.

Blood exploded on the ground like fireworks.

Surrounded by a hundred or so townspeople, they were trembling. The women hugged the children, the old man covered his face and sighed, and the young and middle-aged men glared at the men in iron armor, but no one dared to step forward.

Beside the man in iron armor stood a tall figure who looked like a small commander. His face was not covered by a helmet, and even a bright red feather was inserted into the helmet.

He leaned against the spear and yawned.

A soldier walked in from the encirclement, and the surrounded townspeople immediately squeezed back like boiled dumplings, shouting in panic.

The soldier then stretched out his hand, like fishing for a fish, he randomly picked someone out from inside, and pulled out a young man.

It's just that this young man doesn't look like a man at all. When he was pulled out, his whole body shook like a sieve.

"My lord, my lord, please forgive me. I really don't know where the person you are looking for is. He was still in the square yesterday afternoon, but he disappeared this morning..." The five-year-old boy was like a chopping board in the hands of the soldiers. The fish, no matter how they flop, they don't move, they only care about begging for mercy.

"I don't know? I don't know, okay."

The soldier smiled, slowly raised the spear in his hand, and aimed it at his chest:

"It's still the old rule. Every half an hour, kill one person—kill all of you, maybe that person will come out?"

"My lord, please forgive me! I really don't know, I didn't catch up with the awakening ceremony yesterday afternoon... ah!"

A blood hole appeared on his chest, and blood spurted out.

His scream was shrill and short, and the ending quickly dissipated in the wind.

Life is as fragile as paper under the soldiers' spears.

Su Mingan's footsteps stopped.

(End of this chapter)