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"...The group has been wiped out." Su Wei murmured, his eyes were blank for a moment, as if he couldn't believe that the five people who were fine just now died like this.

However, the train under the feet has already started, and the slightly shaking body and the gradually receding scenery outside the window explain everything.

No one will come back.

"Let's all go back and rest." Miao Ying brushed her hair wearily, "I will explain to others when I have dinner tonight. A total of thirteen people died in this round, half of them are old players. There are a lot of newcomers It will be filled in, and the next copy may not be easy."

Fu Qitang nodded approvingly. The number of old players suddenly decreased, but the influx of new players took time to grow. It was really stressful for those who led the team behind.

It can be said that whoever is selected as the MVP in this round and becomes the leader of the next round of dungeons will have inexplicably more responsibilities than usual on their shoulders.

Fu Qitang sighed in his heart for the semi-permanent MVP Gong Zijun. It seems that this wolf is also quite difficult, and he still has to grow and become stronger faster.

During dinner at night, Miao Ying told everyone the news that a team had been wiped out.

The originally relaxed atmosphere in the dining car froze, but returned to normal after a while.

No one talked about what might have happened to Wang Yi's team, because it would be futile to say anything. It would be better to eat and drink more. If death is really imminent, it would not be a pity.

Fu Qitang did not find Gong Zijun in the hustle and bustle, and suspected that he did not come out for dinner, but saw He Zhizhou and Lin Fang instead.

The two of them were sitting next to a small square table. He Zhizhou was talking about something. Lin Fang laughed, completely missing the gloomy silence in the copy.

Taking some food casually and walking over, Fu Qitang smiled and asked, "Can I sit here?"

He Zhizhou moved to the side to make room, and looked behind Fu Qitang twice, surprised, "Crazy Wolf is not with you?"

"Should we two be together?"

"It should be," He Zhizhou said with a smile, and blinked his eyes, "Aren't you two like that?"

"Are you gay like this?" Fu Qitang said.

"Don't, don't, I'm not!" He Zhizhou waved his hands again and again, almost knocking over the wine glass at the table, "I have a girlfriend, and I'm still waiting for me to marry—"

"Shut up, don't flag yourself up if you have nothing to do." Lin Fang interrupted him.

He Zhizhou choked suddenly.

"Why are you standing there, eating vegetables?!" Lin Fang said.

Fu Qitang looked at Lin Fang in surprise.

"Do you think I've changed a bit?" Noticing Fu Qitang's gaze, Lin Fang smiled embarrassedly.

Fu Qitang nodded, "I feel more cheerful now."

"Thanks to him." Lin Fang glanced at He Zhizhou and said, "Yongnian and I got on the bus at the same time. He adapted quickly and always helped me. I am alone in the real world, so I always treat Yongnian as a Dear, last time he died to protect me, I really don't want to live."

There was nostalgia and relief in his expression, "At first I wanted to just die in the dungeon, but I was moved by this guy in the end. He would give everyone a hand. He is simply a nice guy. I think I'm going to die anyway, Why not help others, if you die to save others in the end, it will be more meaningful.”

He Zhizhou smiled, pretending to be dissatisfied, and said, "I'll help everyone I see, and I've said that I'm just handy. I'm different from you, I don't want to die, so if I can't help, I definitely won't help."

"I know, I know, don't need to keep emphasizing." Lin Fang said, raised his glass and turned to Fu Qitang, and said seriously, "Anyway, I was really good at paddling in the old castle, and I caused trouble for everyone ,sorry."

Fu Qitang also picked up the cup and touched him, and said with a smile, "Just think about it."

"I have to trouble you to convey my apology to Crazy Wolf on my behalf."

"Uh, maybe it's better for you to talk about this kind of thing yourself?"

Lin Fang shook his head, raised two fingers and said, "First, I don't think Mad Wolf cares. If I go, I might not even be able to knock on the door."

"And the second?"

"Second... I guess Crazy Wolf wants to see you more now! Haven't you two seen each other all afternoon?" Lin Fang smiled, stood up and said, "I'll go get some food, does anyone want wine?"

"He's quite lively."

After Lin Fang left, Fu Qitang looked at his back and said.

"Too lively, if I knew he was like this, I wouldn't have pulled him that way." He Zhizhou joked.

"Hey, you didn't know each other before?"

"Of course not. We only collaborated once in the dungeon, and we have nothing else to do." He Zhizhou took it for granted, "After all, the death rate in the car is too high. If you don't know each other well, you won't be so sad, otherwise you will be easily overwhelmed by emotions. It's broken, just like Lin Fang did before. Everyone thinks so."

"That's true. As long as you keep it harmless and cooperate at critical moments."

"That's right. There are only a few people who are inseparable at first sight like you and Gong Zijun."

"...Why are you talking about me again?" Fu Qitang looked helpless.

"Am I right?"

The two looked at each other and smiled in unison.

"By the way, the last dungeon you went to was the one in Puppet Town. I heard it was thrilling?"

"Indeed, I'm about to have PTSD with a plush toy." He Zhizhou had a look of unbearable recollection of the past. Obviously, that experience had left a serious shadow on him. He picked the key points and sighed again and again at the end, " I was chased by a two-meter-high teddy bear for a day and a night, and I didn’t even go to the toilet, and the chainsaw wiped my face several times, which scared my father to death.”

"I've heard of this. You and Su Wei were hunted down together?" Fu Qitang asked casually.

"Yes, I remember that you two got into the car at the same time? By the way, what kind of monsters are you guys this time? You are amazing, and that guy is not bad. He was cut by a bear on the ground, and he survived until the end after being injured like that. It's amazing. .”

"It's too bloody..." Fu Qitang showed a look of unbearable expression on his face, but secretly noticed that He Zhizhou's expression and tone were very natural when he spoke.

"Isn't that bear chasing you two? Why did you give up on you?"

"My brother, what do you mean by chasing, that's called chasing and killing!" He Zhizhou corrected, "Then we encountered a fork in the road, and we ran separately, and Xiong went after him."

Is that so?

As far as getting along these few days, Fu Qitang felt that He Zhizhou didn't seem like the kind of person who would plot against his teammates, and Su Wei had an opinion on He Zhizhou, perhaps because under the circumstances at that time, Su Wei felt that Xiong should not have chased him. For me, what method did He Zhizhou use to bring about such a result.

But Fu Qitang thought about it again, and shook his head again, Su Wei didn't look like this kind of person either.

Having no idea for a while, Fu Qitang didn't hesitate, and sat for a while before saying goodbye and leaving.

Coming to the front of the store port again, Fu Qitang has experienced the test of two dungeons, and now Fu Qitang already knows what kind of weapon he needs.

a gun.

In the castle, he used the demon hunter's miniature crossbow and Lin Fang's shoulder-mounted RPG successively. He vaguely felt that this kind of long-range attack weapon seemed to be more powerful than the dagger, which required more skill and could only be used in close combat. Be suitable for yourself.

At least when using RPG, he doesn't have to think too much about how the body should cooperate, how to aim, how to find the angle, and when to shoot. He seems to have a sense of familiarity with these things from the depths of his soul, without deliberate thinking. Naturally it has done that.

This is very important.

Once the fight starts in the dungeon, the rhythm of the fight is very fast, there is no room for thinking at all, and they can only rely on physical instinct.

Therefore, Fu Qitang wanted to change to a gun as his main weapon, and use the dagger that Gong Zijun gave him as his secondary weapon.

Guns and bullets are not cheap, especially the bullets used as consumables. A bullet of normal quality costs 7 points per round, while a bullet with special lethality against ghosts costs up to 15 points per round.

Fu Qitang currently has 1156 survival points, and there is not much room for choice, so he quickly picked a pistol that sells for 720 points.

From the appearance, this gun is very similar to the Glock 18 in the real world, but the gun body has changed from black to luminous silver, which looks very futuristic.

It's cool, but it doesn't really have much face, because it's called "ordinary pistol" on the store page, and the note is a pistol that can shoot, and the bullets need to be purchased separately.

Fu Qitang has a friend who owns a private shooting range. He has played Glock 18 before, and he knows that it is reliable, has a fast rate of fire, and can shoot continuously in a very short time. The most important thing is that the ammunition capacity is large enough. A magazine can hold 17 rounds of bullets, and it is basically impossible to run out of bullets halfway through.

In addition, it is specially marked in the product details that in order to ensure that passengers can get started as soon as possible, this gun has been optimized by the train, which greatly reduces the recoil, and Fu Qitang's last worry has been dispelled.

Then he bought 10 rounds of psionic bullets and 30 rounds of normal bullets, and his points immediately bottomed out.

Only then did Fu Qitang know why few veteran players choose guns as weapons. The reason is that it is too expensive.

Most players can only get about 300 points in one instance, and few get more than 500 points. Even if they saved enough points to buy a gun in the early stage, the consumption of bullets afterwards is endless.

Just like he bought 40 rounds of ammunition, which seems like a lot, but he still needs to test fire and practice, and get familiar with the data of this gun as soon as possible. It is already very good to bring half of the bullets left into the dungeon.

With 76 points left, Fu Qitang spent 50 points to buy a bottle of ordinary hemostatic spray. The bottle of first aid spray that Gong Zijun gave him last time was really effective, but it was really expensive. He could only comfort himself next time Well, next time for sure.

After replenishing the equipment, Fu Qitang left in high spirits.

His character is like this, points, whether you bring them in life or not, since you have spent all the flowers, don't worry about it anymore, because he has the confidence to earn more back.

He must live to see where the end of this train is.

dong dong dong-

At the door of carriage No. 01, there were three knocks on the door in an unhurried manner.

No one responded.

When I was young, it was three times.

Still silent.

Fu Qitang cleared his throat: "Hi, room service."

After a few seconds, the door was finally opened.

Gong Zijun appeared behind the door wearing a set of dark blue striped pajamas, with disheveled hair, as if he had just woken up.

"Why do you wear this kind of clothes?" Fu Qitang glanced at him from top to bottom, surprised.

Gong Zijun was taken aback by his question, but he looked down at his clothes blankly, and didn't think there was anything wrong.

"What kind of clothes?"

"That's it," Fu Qitang smiled maliciously, "It turns out that the porn anchor is so serious after it is broadcast."

Gong Zijun glanced at him, "Come in."

Fu Qitang was a little hesitant, because only passengers were allowed to enter the compartment, which was undoubtedly the last private space for a person.

"Can you?" He confirmed again.

Gong Zijun had already walked back to the depths of the carriage on his own. Hearing this, he turned around and smiled, "Others can't do it, but you can. Come in."

"Although it's not very appropriate, there is always a feeling of a sheep entering a tiger's mouth." Fu Qitang muttered softly as he closed the door behind him.

Theoretically speaking, everyone's compartment is the most reliable and safest place in their memory, so most people's compartments are their own bedrooms, but the space in front of them is completely different.

This is a typical residential house converted from an American garage.

The old and mottled concrete floor, only half of the wall is graffiti, and half of the wall is nailed with wooden boards to serve as a cabinet. Various tools are neatly placed on it, and a round target filled with darts hangs beside it. Stacked several cardboard boxes.

In the middle of the room is a huge black petrol barrel, with a bottle of wine and two clean cups on it, and two high stools beside it, obviously the owner here uses it as a coffee table, which is very individual.

Further inside is the sleeping space. There are two beds, one large and one small, next to each other. The shelf at the foot of the bed is full of books, densely arranged, and it seems that the weak shelf may be crushed at any time.

Another corner of the room turned out to be a fan-shaped sandpit, some toys were scattered in it, and a swing made of huge black tires hung above it.

The entire room has no functional partitions at all. It looks like a temporary scene in an American disaster movie. It is messy and random, but surprisingly clean.

"Surprised?" Gong Zijun sat on the big bed, stretching her long legs lazily forward.

"Fortunately," Fu Qitang walked around, patted the tire swing, and found that it was also very clean, obviously cleaned with care, "It actually fits my aesthetics quite well. When I was young, I dreamed of owning one. Such a garage, especially after being beaten by my dad."

Gong Zijun smiled, a trace of nostalgia flashed in his eyes, but when he looked at it again, it turned into a sincere smile, "I believe this."

Fu Qitang walked to the side of Gong Zijun and sat down on the small bed.

The sheets were black with an unidentified superhero printed on them.

"Is this a children's bed?" Fu Qitang raised his eyebrows, "Gong Zijun, don't you already have a child?"

"..."

"Where is my eldest nephew hiding, come out and let me see." Fu Qitang joked, "I'll give you a red envelope."

Seeing his smug face, and even the strands of his hair exuding the vigor of "I won this time, let's see what else you have to say", Gong Zijun suddenly raised the corners of his lips and smiled.

Fu Qitang immediately became nervous.

"Children..." Gong Zijun whispered, his voice seemed to be coated with a thin layer of powdered sugar, "It depends on your service attitude."

"?"

"Aren't you here for room service? If you have a good attitude, how many children do you want?"

"..."

As expected of an old driver, the car at midnight drove as soon as it said it would.

Fu Qitang blushed, stared at him and said: "I can't give birth, you come?"

Gong Zijun looked at him directly, with a playful smile, "There is an item under the 'Other' category at the store port is 'Life Embryo', as long as it is implanted in the body and injected with genetic information, the implanted person will Symptoms of pregnancy appear, a few months later..."

"Okay, let's stop here," Fu Qitang interrupted quickly, with a look of horror, "It doesn't have to be like this!"

Gong Zijun laughed immediately, a low but clear smile flowed from his throat like spring water, he stretched out his hand and rubbed Fu Qitang's head, "I'm not stupid, I lied to you."

Fu Qitang: "..."

Racing with the old driver, I really can't drive it.

"Are you in a better mood now? Are you upset this afternoon because of the team that was wiped out?" Fu Qitang asked after gathering his thoughts, "Are there any friends of yours?"

"Not a friend." There was a short silence, Gong Zijun shook his head, "It's just someone who can still say a few words."

"That's it."

Fu Qitang knew that he was just stubborn, and with his character, it was considered a good relationship if he could speak a few words.

Fu Qitang didn't ask the man's name, nor did he ask Gong Zijun if he wanted to talk to someone, because he knew that Gong Zijun was not such a person.

As the longest surviving person in the car, Gong Zijun has a deeper understanding of death and parting than anyone else.

He is always ready to receive, whether it is his own or someone else's.

"Someone should have told you that the best thing to do here is not to maintain too close a relationship with other people." Gong Zijun said.

"Well," Fu Qitang nodded, but then smiled, "But you are different."

His smile is bright, like a small sun, countless rays of light trekking in the dark and cold universe, finally piercing through the clouds and falling on the vast land.

"You are so powerful, you will definitely not die casually. And I sincerely suggest that you consider maintaining a relatively close relationship with me, because I will definitely live to the end."

Gong Zijun stared at him fixedly, his eyes seemed to caress his forehead, brow bone and bridge of nose, gentle and full of strength.

He let out a "huh" and leaned over.

Fu Qitang only felt a sudden pain in one ear, and then felt a burst of damp heat.

"Is this level of intimacy okay?" Gong Zijun's breath was hot, but his tone was as light as a dream.

It took a while to realize what happened. Fu Qitang raised his hands to cover his ears, and shrank back a bit. His expression was both shocked and incredulous. He half turned his head and looked at Gong Zijun in a daze, and murmured , "Although I'm not talking about this kind of intimate relationship, but you are too gay..."

Who can bear this! ! !

"Isn't it like this?" Gong Zijun smiled lowly, "Then I also sincerely suggest that you consider this."