Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 439 Fourth Mission

  Wen Ling is still carrying the basket, and Xiaolan is holding the parcel.

Xiaolan had no chance to know what happened when she lost consciousness. She was not going to reluctantly ask Ling to describe the whole incident in two words. After all, the communication with Wen Ling is the main reliance no matter what. Make up your own brain.

  The two most critical points are the ability of Wen Ling, of course she wouldn’t say it, and the second is the black mist, which Wen Ling obviously doesn’t understand, so Xiaolan can only try to digest it internally.

  The two walked out of the studio holding each other's hand, and finally turned their heads and glanced at them.

  A mess, one place is bright red.

  The paintings are flying and scattered everywhere.

  The strokes are outlined, one by one, and the two characters are portrayed, painful.

   are shouting, hurry up and end.

  The two walked to the other door, took a deep breath, and pushed.

  The door is unlocked.

  It is the dull smell of warehouse.

  This is a utility room.

  There are piles of dusty debris in the small room. When the dust was carried by the wind, the dust rose into the air. The two raised their hands and waved and walked in.

  Behind the big cardboard box in the corner, a pair of snow-white feet were exposed.

   Xiaolan looked down at the head of the person in the basket.

   "Let's go." Wen Ling stared at Xiaolan deeply.

  The two approached those feet.

  A pale headless corpse was lying behind the cardboard box. The corpse was wearing a thin home furnishing skirt with her fists clenched. Only then did Xiao Lan see the blood stains on the floor covered by dust.

  The two put the basket and package next to the body.

"rest in peace."

  A slight golden light began to radiate, and the corpses of the mother and child slowly turned into countless spots of light, floating in the air, and disappeared.

  Xiaolan and Wenling knelt on the ground and glanced at each other.

  The surrounding scenes disappeared, turning into darkness.

The    announcement screen appeared, and the numbers began to scroll.

  "Player name, questioning spirit, third task, player score, 92 points, special task extra points, 10 points, total score, 102 points, approved and qualified, enter the fourth task."

  The female mechanical voice was broadcast immediately.

  "Player name, Liao Yilan, third mission, player score, 92 points, special mission extra points, 10 points, total score, 102 points, approved and qualified, enter the fourth mission."

  The results of the two are the same.

  The two looked at each other and smiled.

  The announcement screen vibrated, and the mechanical female voice sounded again, "Congratulations to the player for obtaining the special item-Wuhua Pen."

  The voice fell, and two very ordinary pencils appeared in the air, which were presented in front of Xiaolan and Wenling respectively.

  "Props?" Wenling obviously hadn't seen this scene before, tilted his head, his eyes seemed to be scanning, from the beginning to the end, and from the end to the head.

   Xiaolan grabbed the pencil in front of him, and at the same time handed Wen Ling a positive look, "This should be a game item."

  Wen Ling nodded suddenly, reaching out his hand to grab the pen, but the action suddenly stopped.

  She turned her head and looked at Xiaolan.

   "Goodbye?"

  Xiaolan knew that according to Wen Ling’s expression, this should not be a farewell, but an agreement.

   "Well, let's go out to see you," Xiaolan grinned, "Anyway, we are all in Area F. We went out first and waited at the door. I can introduce my friends to you, okay?"

  Grey eyes glowed with silver light, and asked Ling to close her eyes and nod her head heavily.

   "Hmm!"

  She grabbed the pencil.

   disappears instantly.

   Xiaolan suddenly felt tired, although the smile was still on her face.

   Xiaolan was startled, and put her pencil into her pants pocket.

  Continuously, the fourth mission is about to start again.

  This time, a large number of vacancies appeared on the announcement screen.

  Is a different mode again.

  Several letter positions began to scroll at the same time. Taking advantage of the change of numbers, Xiaolan counted it. There are ten letter positions in total.

  Are ten players competing together this time?

  The letter is settled.

  Ten letter positions are determined. In addition to its own F, there are two F, two A, three T, one E and one I.

  The relationship bit begins to scroll.

   settled.

  A string of optional symbols.

This……

   Two or three people are okay. These ten people have to coordinate the type of relationship, which is the tenth power of the difficulty of the prisoner’s dilemma.

  Xiaolan subconsciously hid the pencil in his pocket a bit deeper.

  This time is estimated to be a bad battle.

  Close your eyes and open them again.

  I was sitting on a dark purple velvet sofa, the surrounding light was dim.

  This is like a living room.

Next to   , sat a few men and women who just opened their eyes just like her.

Sitting on the same big sofa with Xiaolan are two girls. The girl in the middle is in her early twenties, with delicate matte makeup on her face, wearing a knee-length pink and white cake dress, looking innocent. With big eyes flashing, Xiaolan was sitting on the girl’s left hand. The **** the girl’s right was wearing a simple T-shirt and jeans. The bangs were very long, covering her eyes. From Xiaolan, she could only see her slightly sunken and thin cheeks. And tightly pressed thin lips.

  The two girls seem to be both young.

  A glass coffee table is placed in front of the big sofa, and there is a person on each of the small sofas. On the left is a handsome young boy, and on the right is a middle-aged woman who looks about forty years old.

  There is also a wooden round table in the middle of the living room. The other five people are sitting around the round table. Among the five, there is only one girl. The girl frowns and looks at the people around her. She looks very shrewd.

   "Wow! It's my little sister!"

   Before Xiaolan could see the growth of the remaining four men, she stroked her head with white tender hands.

  The girl in the cake skirt next to herself looked at Xiaolan in surprise, and rubbed Xiaolan’s hair with a smile, "Why is there such a little sister to compete, ah so cute! Let her hug..."

   Seeing that the girl in the cake skirt even had such a perfect arc of smile, Xiao Lan was obediently held in her arms and rubbed it.

  The thin girl didn't react at all, she just coughed softly to show her presence.

"Does anyone know the rules of this level?" A boy with glasses at the round table stood up and asked first, "I first admit that I am a second-swipe player, but I failed in the third level last time. I didn’t see this level. Anyway, we can choose to advance the relationship. I think anyone who knows the rules of this level can tell us all. After all, this is a behavior that promotes success. In theory, it is. Can add points."

  After finishing speaking, he helped his glasses and glanced at the others.

  No one speaks.

   "Huh." A cold hum sounded from the side of the man with glasses.

   Next to him sat a man in his early thirties. The man’s two slender arms lay lazily on the handrails. He raised his chin and looked at the man with glasses contemptuously.

   "Child, naive," the man smiled wickedly and shook his head, "I know the rules here, but do I really need to tell you?"

  (End of this chapter)