Douluo's strategy goddess

There is no right or wrong in this person's eyes, only a crazy obsession with interesting objects.

This kind of person is unreasonable. As long as his interest is aroused, his heart cannot be shaken.

"I'm curious, you are also a dead person, but why do you seem to have normal senses?"

"You even had your head cut off, but you are still conscious. This is much more advanced than us."

Come on baby.

Go home with dad.

Tang Yuan walked gently to Wang Quangui's body, took off his clothes, dug into his pockets, and took out half a pack of cigarettes.

Yes, Not Bad.

He put half a pack of cigarettes into his pocket and put his clothes on his shoulders.

"You are so thorough in your replacement. This body must be that poor player." Tang Yuan turned to look at Wang Quangui.

Wang Quangui has given up on this game and is preparing to escape from this body when Tang Yuan executes him.

Then, Tang Yuan swung the sickle and chopped his body to pieces.

"Ahhhh!!" Wang Quangui's head screamed, and he could feel the pain of his body being cut into several sections.

Tang Yuan is back; "Oh, by the way, I owed you a favor before."

Favor?What favor?

"Can't you think about it?" Tang Yuan stretched out his hand and made a gesture of holding a cigarette. "Tsk, why is my memory so bad? Brother, smoke."

Oh.

"So you are lucky. Although the cigarette belongs to that player, you gave it to me."

Wait, stop making trouble, kill me!Only fear remained in the head of the powerful king. He felt that it would not be a good thing to fall into the hands of this person.

Then Tang Yuan pulled off the clothes on his shoulders, put the clothes around Wang Quangui's head, and tied a beautiful bow on it.

Take it back and study it to see how the evil spirits in this mission world are different from players like them.

"Student girl! It's okay, come out. We can leave after we finish the last thing!"

Liu Conghui ran out, glancing at the baggage in Tang Yuan's hand from time to time.

"Oh, by the way, I have to go pick some mushrooms, just wait." Tang Yuan suddenly turned around. "You're miserable enough. It seems you can't pick mushrooms anymore."

"It's okay! I can help you with my mouth!" Liu Conghui didn't want Tang Yuan to think that he was useless because he was missing two arms!

"Ah?!" Tang Yuan was stunned and picked mushrooms with his mouth. How could this be so embarrassing? "Here... you'd better rest."

"Oh."

However, Liu Conghui still felt that Tang Yuan was really powerful as an E-level player.

Tang Yuan noticed that Liu Conghui's attitude towards him suddenly changed, and he was very respectful and envious?

What is she envious of?Tang Yuan didn't quite understand.

【2: 30】

There was still half an hour until dawn.

Time rewinds to an hour ago.

【1: 30】

Coast, beach.

The butcher handed his sickle to Tang Yuan.

[You obtain the weapon "Dad's Sickle". ]

[Dad’s Sickle: A weapon that kills people when blocked, and kills Buddha when blocked. It has a natural strong suppression effect on the character’s “son” and is a sharp tool for cutting grass.It cannot be taken out of this world. 】

Tang Yuan cheered up and was moved by the fact that he was finally given a weapon.

[Equipment of "Dad's Scythe" is detected, and your hidden identity changes from "Survivor" to "Butcher". ]

[You can now view other people's locations. ]

[You can now view the hidden identities of the powerful kings. ]

……

……

【2: 30】

Liu Conghui trotted behind Tang Yuan, watching him pick mushrooms.

"What happened to your arm?"

Tang Yuan looked at his arm with bones exposed, and shook his head: "I encountered some trouble before, can I recover now?"

"Yes, any injuries can be restored after returning to the City of the Dead. However, we cannot do this by ourselves. The skin of the dead cannot heal itself."

Liu Conghui shook her body, and both of her arms were gone.

Being a dead person is a bit troublesome. In other words, any injuries suffered during the mission cannot be healed. Although there will not be too much blood, the wounds cannot generate new cells to repair them.

"Tangyuan, when did you suspect the powerful king?"

"I've been suspicious since the gold-collar elite man died."

"Hey, how did you get your scythe?"

"If you crack the voice diary, you can get it naturally."

"Where are we going now?"

"By the way, what is the relationship between the owner of the voice diary and the powerful king?"

"Shut up and just follow me."

Tang Yuan returned to the beach where the old man's body was found, and now there was only one last thing left.

The invisible butcher still maintained the posture of handing over the butcher knife, motionless.However, Tang Yuan felt that he had become a lot more rickety. He had lost the evil aura of a butcher and now looked more like a wizened old man.

Seeing that Tang Yuan was back, the old man nodded imperceptibly.

He is satisfied.

Tang Yuan actually felt the old man's emotions this time.

【thanks……】

Thank you for stopping him.

I'm ashamed of him.

Tang Yuan returned the sickle to him with both hands.

When the sickle touched the old man's body, his whole body began to weather, turning into sand and dust, which piled up into a hill on the ground.

The sickle also fell with a clang.

[Electronic equipment detected. 】

Tang Yuan squatted down, pushed away the dust with his hands, and found a very old radio inside.

Different from the ones found before, the paint on the surface of this radio has completely peeled off. Even the texture on the shaft has been smoothed away. The glass on the front has long been broken, exposing the metal rod below.

This is the most original one, the radio that the old man used.

Tang Yuan adjusted the channel.

"Dad, come back with me."

"Shall we go home?"

"No, go back to the nursing home. Look how nice that place is and there are people taking care of you."

"I ran all over the mountain to find you. Don't cause any trouble to me."

"Little bastard, I won't go back. I won't go back to a place like that. If you want to take me home, I'll leave. Otherwise, I'd rather die on the mountain than go back!"

"Dad, why are you disobedient?"

"That's not a good place. I want to go home. I want to go home. I don't want to go."

"Dad, don't be so messy. It's a good place. Come back with me."

"I never had enough to eat in that shitty place."

"How is that possible? I went to see it. The food is pretty good."

"Little bastard, don't you dare believe me!"

"Dad, actually I know it's definitely not as good as home."

"Then why don't you send me there!"

"Do you know the situation in that nursing home? Let's go to the media to expose it! As a witness, I can't let those poor old people suffer."

"Dad, we can't take care of you at home. That place also helped us people solve our problems, so this matter cannot be exposed. You either go back or die on the mountain. My son can't control it."

"Is this how you want to be a filial son? Damn, you are not a filial son. I will teach you a lesson today!"

"Dad, do you think you can still hit me like you did when you were a kid?"

"What are you going to do?"

"Happy birthday, Dad. I'm sorry, you can't go home."

……

After the radio finished playing, Tang Yuan and Liu Conghui looked at each other without speaking.

They silently collected the dust left by the butcher, placed it with his bones, and then began to dig a hole for burial.

Tang Yuan found a stone and erected it as a tombstone.

Then he took out the newspaper he kept and unfolded it for Liu Conghui to read.

"...According to the information provided by Li who did not want to be named, we came to the Qingshan Nursing Home located on the mountainside... During the unannounced visit, we learned that the staff of this home often abused the elderly and withheld food, and some frail elderly people became more... Weak and unable to ask for help from the outside world..."

[Congratulations on completing this mission, the scores are being settled——]