God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

Yang Jingshu, who had quit the game, stood in the center of the "Miracle" hall and slowly opened her eyes. Immediately, a servant came out from behind the bed and brought a glass of warm water to her.

"Ms. Yang, drink a glass of water and relax."

Yang Jingshu reached out to take it and said thank you.

The servant smiled and shook his head, silently retreating.

Unlike Yang Jingshu who has a separate room, most anchors will only appear in the center of the "Miracle" hall after the instance ends.

At this time, dozens of anchors were lying on the floor in the center of the hall. Some of them were missing arms and legs and were lying on the ground screaming. Miraculously, as long as the anchors were still breathing, their lost limbs were slowly disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye. recover.

In addition to these, there were naturally broken flesh and blood stumps all over the floor. The body parts and internal organs were fused together, staining the white and smooth marble floor tiles with layers of scarlet.

The expressionless cleaning staff pushed the cart, bent down with tongs and began to pick up the minced meat on the ground, and then threw it into small boxes one after another, with skillful and numb movements.

Yang Jingshu stood by the door, watching the cleaners cleaning up the blood and minced meat on the floor, her brows filled with indifference.

Just when she was about to leave, the sound of violent retching sounded in her ears. Yang Jingshu raised her head briefly, just in time to see the woman leaning on the pillar next to her, covering her mouth and nose and retching.

Fang Ran was in good condition. Except for a pair of severely burned hands, he was still in good spirits.

Yang Jingshu remembered this novice anchor who performed surprisingly well, and handed her the water in her hand: "You have to get used to it."

Fang Ran's stomach was churning with nausea. Hearing this, he took the water handed over by Yang Jingshu and took a big sip before his heart slowly calmed down: "Thank you."

She turned her head again and looked at the scene of the cleaners cleaning the floor, her face pale: "Where will their bodies go?"

Yang Jingshu: "Those who have family members will be taken away by their families, and those who do not have family members will be arranged to be burned together in the funeral home."

After getting the answer, Fang Ran was stunned for several seconds before murmuring: "Can you really identify the corpses mixed together like this?"

Yang Jingshu didn't answer her immediately.

The cleaner was still scrubbing the floor tiles vigorously. There was a broken bone that seemed to be stuck in the gap between the floor tiles. The cleaner tried it several times but couldn't pick it up. Finally, she bent down and took a vise from the car and forcefully cut the bone. Pull it out from the crack and throw it into a box.

Yang Jingshu looked at the cleaner's skillful movements and moved her cheeks slightly: "At least I have something to think about."

Fang Ran was stunned.

It’s painful enough for the family of the dead anchor to look at a box of minced meat and scraps, let alone check to see if it’s their son, daughter, or parents...

Just like Yang Jingshu said, it's just a thought.

Yang Jingshu looked away, she lowered her eyes and glanced at Fang Ran next to her, and said, "I hope I can see you next time."

Fang Ran groaned, and when he looked up, he saw the figure of the other party walking away with his back to him.

……

Fengze College.

Unlike the previous college, which was barely considered "unique scenery", the entire college was now pitch black, filled with flame-scorched black dust and broken wood, and a strong smell of fire smoke.

He Ziyun walked in front, followed by Zhou Zeng, who looked at the dormitory building nervously from time to time.

The dormitory building not far away was still blazing with flames, and the screams of the students dying could be heard from afar, which was particularly harsh and sharp in the ears of the living.

Zhou Zeng was scared and wanted to see, until he saw the sound of "bang", "bang" and "bang" coming from the dormitory building, he retracted his head and asked: "What's the sound over there?"

He Ziyun did not look back: "The voice leading to freedom."

Zhou Zeng: "...?"

But he didn't dare to ask, so he followed He Ziyun towards the entrance of the college.

The surroundings were so quiet that when the two of them walked to the gate of the college, they only saw the plaque with the words "Fengze College" still leaning against the door, stained with rust.

Half an hour has passed since the two hours Zhou Zengyi mentioned at the beginning, and there is still no one outside the college.

Zhou Zeng couldn't help but ask: "Will Zhou Zeng really come?"

He Ziyun: "He will definitely come."

"why?"

He Ziyun was in a good mood now, so he was happy to explain: "A person who has escaped from hell, and has even changed from a perpetrator to a victim, will not allow any stain to destroy him."

"What's more," He Ziyun looked at Zhou Zeng: "Your current identity is the 'cousin' who was deceived by Zhou Zeng, and you used it as an excuse to fool a fool. What do you think Zhou Zeng wants to use 'you' for? "

"Idiot" Zhou Zeng: "...a scapegoat?"

He Ziyun was surprised: "You can actually think of this? It's not easy."

Zhou Zeng: "..."

"Zhou Zeng" in the dungeon is a fool, but that doesn't mean he is mentally ill! With such an obvious lie right in front of you, everyone can spot it!

The young man who finished sarcastic about the alpha felt relaxed and leaned lazily by the door, waiting for Zhou Zeng.

At this time, He Ziyun heard the sound of a car engine. It was not far away, and Fengze College was located in a remote location, so it was easy to hear it.

A black van with high-beam headlights was driving towards the entrance of the college at a very fast speed.

"he came."

Zhou Zeng beside him whispered.

He Ziyun looked at the van with interest, which had no intention of slowing down: "Do you think he will stop?"

Zhou Zeng was stunned: "What? Why stop?"

Before he finished speaking, his pupils narrowed and he saw the black van speeding towards them with no intention of slowing down. The owner of the van also saw them and crashed straight into the direction of the two of them!

Before Zhou Zeng could even cry out, the black van hit the college plaque next to them with a loud bang, making a harsh impact.

He Ziyun raised his eyebrows and looked around.

The iron plaque and the front of the van were both recessed, and it could be seen that the other party still left a little room.

Zhou Zeng, who looked more mature, pulled down the window and looked a little ferocious under the dim light: "What video?"

Next to him, Zhou Zeng was so frightened that his legs were weak. He leaned on the iron railing next to him to hold himself up, covered in cold sweat.

He was almost dead! He was almost gone!

He Ziyun looked at Zhou Zeng sitting in the car and smiled: "Did Mr. Zhou just want to hit us to death?"

The air was dead.

Zhou Zeng's face trembled, he smiled, and replied in a hoarse voice: "How could it happen? The brakes suddenly failed. Didn't I turn the front of the car around in the end?"

He Ziyun nodded when he heard this, not knowing whether he believed it or not, "The brakes failed..."

He smiled at Zhou Zeng in the car: "But since we want to discuss cooperation, shouldn't Mr. Zhou get out of the car?"

Just as Zhou Zeng was about to refuse, he heard the other party continue to speak.

"I don't want Mr. Zhou's brakes to accidentally 'fail' again in the middle of the conversation."