Forces of Temptation

Amid the severe pain and the sudden drop in body temperature due to blood loss, Tang Song struggled to breathe, but his mind became clearer.

It was his mistake not to know the enemy clearly.

Fortunately, under a series of misoperations, he at least saved Yuan Mingqing.

At the same time, he leaked too much information that he should not have known in terms of his current "amnesia" state.

This is a last resort.

But Tang Song did not regret it.

If he doesn't pretend to be a copy character, then he will be identified as an unknown person who does not possess valuable information but is very aggressive.

With Jiang Fang and Nan Zhou's precise calculation of benefits, it is impossible to choose to leave such a hidden danger as themselves.

Although according to the PVP rules, even if they die, as long as Yuan Mingqing kills all the opponents, they can still win, but Tang and Song have observed in a very short period of time from broken windows, to being captured, to being injured. The Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties were in a rather unfavorable position.

To put it bluntly, at least at this time, he must not go offline at the beginning, leaving only Yuan Mingqing to mediate with those two troublesome characters.

Since life-saving is the top priority, the leakage of information is not so serious.

Tang and Song are gambling.

After all, they don't know what perspective the program group will use to broadcast this time.

In some PVP competitions, in order to create suspense, the audience has as limited information as they do. It is only as the plot progresses that they will gradually learn the whole picture of the world.

Then, for the sake of self-protection, my random fabrication based on the meager information I have so far can correspond to the plot of the script one by one. From the perspective of most audiences, not only will they not question it, but they will approve it His own cleverness recognized his cheating as wisdom.

Taking a step back, this time the audience is an omniscient perspective, knowing all the scripts in advance.

I directly stated the essence of this world, which indeed made many viewers doubt.

But his speculation is not without purpose.

He did hear rumors from the guards outside at the beginning, and found valid evidence such as identity cards from the people he killed.

It is not impossible to say that he happened to be a blind cat and met a dead mouse, and guessed that the world was ruled by lunatics.

No matter what, in order to add a layer of insurance to the final victory of the two, now he must linger on and preserve his strength.

Yuan, Ming and Qing tore off their clothes and bandaged them for Tang and Song.

He has already set up his own personality among this group of people. He is kind but useless, so he will simply carry it out to the end.

The eyes of the two did not meet, but their muscles and nerves were tense.

They knew that what they met this time was not an opponent who could be described as "difficult".

Jiang Fang carried the gun and went to the cab to check.

The windows in the driver's cab were wide open, and there was no one there.

Tang Song did it very cleanly. When he climbed out of the window, he had already discarded the body of the guard.

In addition, the man was hanged by his legs, and not even a drop of blood was shed, so there were no traces left.

The parameters of the automatic driving were all set. Although Jiang Fang had extensive experience, he had no experience in driving this kind of automatic tram. The chair sat down.

The two talked softly and exchanged some existing information.

After hearing Nan Zhou's introduction to the people present, Jiang Fang frowned and asked, "Mister, is your name Yuan Mingqing?"

Yuan Mingqing's throat tightened, and he didn't answer, but just put on a straight face and said "hmm" without emotion.

"That's a coincidence, the injured gentleman's surname is Tang."

Jiang Fang said in a joking tone, "Mr. Tang, your name is Tang Song, right?"

Tang Song: "..."

Yuan Mingqing: "..."

The injured Mr. Tang turned his back to the sky, pretending that he had passed out.

When there was no response, Jiang Fang shrugged at Nan Zhou: "Look, I'm always not likable."

Nan Zhou gave him an idea with a cold face: "If you talk less, you will be very cute."

Jiang Fang pursed his lips and smiled: "Is it like you?"

Nan Zhou frowned in confusion: "I'm not cute."

Jiang Fang asked him, "Why are you here?"

The tone is as if the two are old friends who have known each other for a long time.

Nan Zhou: "I don't know."

Jiang Fang: "It's fine if you don't know."

Nanzhou: "Where is it good?"

Jiang Fang leaned back relaxedly, pressed his elbows on the back of the seat behind Nan Zhou, and looked at Nan Zhou's beautiful nose from the side: "...it would be nice to have you in this world."

Nan Zhou rested his hands on his thighs casually, and just wanted to get to the bottom of it, when he suddenly closed his mouth tightly.

Through a thin layer of slightly hard trousers, he gently rubbed a section of skin underneath with a delicate expression.

Jiang Fang sensed his inexplicability: "What's wrong?"

Nan Zhou silently traced the outline of a metal leg ring on his thigh with his fingertips.

It was so perfectly fitted there that even Nan Zhou didn't notice it.

It wasn't until the leg ring, which was as warm as the skin, was slightly sunken by the pressure of the fingertips, that it didn't have a little sense of existence.

After thinking for a while, Nan Zhou replied cautiously: "I don't know. Something seems to be wrong with me."

Why is this happening?

Did he wear such a ring on his leg when he left Neverland?

Do all of them have it?

To confirm, he stretched out his hand and pinched the inner side of Jiang Fang's thigh.

... nothing.

When Jiang Fang's expression became weird, he withdrew his hand and continued to think about the origin of this weird circle.

Suddenly, he felt something strange.

Li Yinhang, who obediently stayed not far from them after introducing himself, seemed to feel something, and looked out the window: "... Has the car slowed down?"

Indeed.

The tram is slowly slowing down.

Not far away, a gray platform inlaid with a white border of sunlight appeared.

... Arrive soon?

As the body leaned slightly forward, Li Yinhang's muscles gradually tightened from bottom to top, and the tension spread all the way to the throat, which properly blocked breathing.

Nan Zhou lowered his eyebrows, thinking quietly.

They are located in the middle of the compartment.

The front and rear of the carriage are transparent and clear at a glance, and there is no absolute blind spot where people can be perfectly hidden.

Jiang Fang comes from the front of the car, and Yuan, Ming and Qing come from the rear of the car.

These two people have never met other people along the way, nor have they had any verbal or physical conflicts. It can be basically confirmed that, not counting the mentally ill person killed by Jiang Fang, Mr. Tang who was hiding in the cab in the car, the total There are only five people.

Their destination has long been determined.

So, what is waiting for them at the end?

But there is not much time left for them to think.

The vehicle has pulled in.

The car body rubbed against the rails, making a sharp sound that seemed to slide close to a person's heart:

squeak--

The car finally stopped.

The carriage door has not been opened yet.

Li Yinhang was bold enough to look out through the transparent car door and window glass.

There seemed to be nothing but the snow-white sunlight falling on the ground.

It was probably from day to noon, and the shining white sunlight had a soft and heavy silvery texture, baking the thin layer of dust covering the ground into a slightly fishy heat, which rolled in through the broken windows.

Li Yinhang narrowed his eyes and looked around the platform, feeling that there seemed to be someone in the light.

Even if it was just a hallucination, she couldn't help but feel her scalp tingle.

However, a few seconds later, the goose bumps all over her body suddenly exploded.

- not a hallucination.

There were real people on the perimeter of the platform.

There are seven in total.

They moved slowly and sluggishly, and they came to the outside of the No. 13 carriage together.

Seven people lined up, standing quietly in the light, with pale faces, like sunflowers, all facing the stopped carriage.

They stood arm in arm in the light, at a distance of more than ten meters from them, staring at them naked, frankly, and full of desire.

Nan Zhou subconsciously raised his arm, using the body of the gun as an extension, to protect Jiang Fang and Li Yinhang.

Li Yinhang feels extremely bad now.

She felt as if she were a sardine inside a can with an automatic corkscrew screwed on.

If possible, she hopes that she will not have to get out of the car for the rest of her life.

However, the door opened uncontrollably.

The doors of all the carriages opened neatly and slowly, like a group of well-trained beasts, opening their steel teeth, waiting to spit out something or swallow something.

In the suffocating silence, a tall middle-aged man walked out from behind the seven people.

He walked to the No. 13 carriage and bowed politely to everyone in the car: "Welcome."

Except for the unusual clothing, he looks like a completely normal person, with a lively expression and no mental disorders.

But according to the intelligence of Mr. Tang whose leg was broken by them, he came from an organization full of abnormal humans.

The fact that the vehicle can stop here is in itself an ominous sign.

Seeing that none of the five people responded, the man smiled kindly: "This is our welcome team, are you scared?"

Li Yinhang: "..."

Is this the welcome line?

It looks like a professional food delivery team for the whole village.

The man probed and asked, "Where is the person in charge who escorted you?"

Jiang Fang stood behind Nan Zhou and lied without changing his face: "One got sick and jumped out of the car, and the other—"

He pointed to Tang Song who was lying on the ground: "I was injured by that sick person."

Tang Song buried his head extremely low, and tried to cover his face with his messy blood-stained hair, not even daring to breathe.

Fortunately, the man didn't seem to recognize him, just glanced at him casually, then shook his head regretfully: "Oh, I'm sorry, we also specially selected people with relatively stable conditions for the search mission."

Li Yinhang: "..." God's condition is relatively stable.

Nan Zhou asked: "Search? What are you searching for us for?"

"We unconditionally shelter and care for all people suffering from special diseases. This is the Garden of Eden. There will be no unorganized, undisciplined, and mutual attacks like outside."

The man smiled at Yan Yan: "You will be safe when you get here. We are a big family here. When you get here, it's like going home."

Think of them as people with mental illness...?

Li Yinhang dared not speak, and subconsciously glanced at Nanzhou.

As expected, Nanzhou lived up to expectations, and his words were astonishing, which made Li Yinhang shudder: "We are not sick."

He wasn't afraid in the first place.

It takes about 1 minute for eight people to break their necks.

He has even silently planned the course of action.

"Oh." The man said quite understandingly, "In our small town of Eden, you don't have to be so nervous and defensive. We are all intimate. As long as we don't violate the rules, we can live happily ever after. live on."

He pointed his hand back, pointing to the group of seven lined up: "This is the person in charge of the seven disease symptom divisions in our town. There are strong aggression, weak aggression, inner phobia, and outer phobia. Animal phobias, functional disorders, sexual psychosis, and other special diseases, we have divided them roughly according to the symptoms, don't be surprised."

Li Yinhang: "..." Got it.

This group of people gathered together on the platform, similar to the seniors of various departments of the university who came to claim the registration of freshmen.

Nan Zhou had no choice but to give up his head breaking strategy and asked, "What rules?"

"Just learn slowly." The man said with a smile, "For example, the most basic first, once we capture normal humans, we will kill them immediately and dissect them. This is important research material."

... five important research materials do not speak.

The man looked around at them and asked earnestly, "So, what's wrong with you?"