While the spirit game is in progress

Hearing Ye Dill's third point, the short-haired woman suddenly drooped her shoulders like a deflated ball.

Although the short-haired woman still had an angry look on her face, she no longer had the aura of confronting Ye Dill.

In fact, she knew very well that what Ye Dill said was right.

It's just that she could have had enough food and drink for a year, as well as good teammates, and a defense like a copper wall, so she could have spent at least a whole year comfortably.

But when she turned around, she lost everything. The gap was too great.

Moreover, the five "residents" on the third floor were not the opponents of her and her teammates, but they made her so miserable a few days ago.

Thinking of the embarrassing faces of those men, she felt very aggrieved in her heart.

Seeing that the short-haired woman didn't intend to trouble her anymore, Ye Dill turned her eyes to the book that hadn't said anything since the short-haired woman spoke.

Sensing Ye Dill's gaze, Shu murmured: "At least I'm the boss in this game, why is everyone ignoring me?"

"Hey," Ye Dill walked to the book, "There are already two players, why don't you explain the rules of the game?"

"That can't be done," the book shook its pages vigorously, with a principled look of insisting on its own opinion, "it can't be said until the players are all together."

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"Really?" Ye Dill quickly picked up the book before the book could react. She pinched a few pages of the book and quickly swung her arms to draw circles one after another.

Shu screamed: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Ye Dill was unmoved, and continued to shake the book, as if she wanted to shake the few pages out of her hand before giving up.

The voice of the book was full of anger and fear: "Don't go too far! I am the master of the game! Why are you treating the master like this..."

Before he finished speaking, the book was dropped to the ground by Ye Dill with a loud "crack".

The unfinished part of the book immediately turned into a painful "ah", and then it was stepped on the cover by Ye Dill.

Short-haired woman: "..."

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This is the first time she has seen a player who dares to toss the spirit like this, is it dead?

"You are quite strong." Ye Dill touched her hair, and the moment her hand dropped, a sharp and chilly long sword appeared in her hand, "Why don't you see if you are stronger or me? His sword is stronger."

"Isn't it just the rules of the game? I can tell you whatever you want to know!" The book's tone became docile and flattering, "This beautiful player, such a trivial matter, you don't need to use your sword."

Short-haired woman: "..."

There is still such an operation? !

No, this spiritual artifact is too spineless!

This is completely different from the scene she imagined! Hey!

Ye Dill retracted the [Sword of Cold Darkness], and then let go of the book.

The book stood upright immediately, and several pages quickly slapped itself, and the dust on the cover was wiped off in a short while, but half a footprint could still be vaguely seen on the cover.

"Actually, I should wait until three or more players have arrived," Shu couldn't help emphasizing, "I'm telling you now, it's not fair to the players who will come later."

"In spiritualization games, the rules are always paramount." Ye Diluo said lightly, "Then, in your game, is there a rule that the rules of the game must be discussed only after all the players have arrived?"