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After confirming that the other party is a trustworthy person, the atmosphere between the two became much more harmonious.

"How did you get on this ship?"

Ji He's voice sounded from the dark place in front of him—in order to "protect" the boy, he volunteered to go ahead, but because he couldn't persuade him, Lan Qiaoyi also let him go.

"..."

The man who answered the boy was silent. Seeing this, he quickly reacted and laughed a few times:

"It's okay—who doesn't have a secret!"

Lan Qiaoyi was taken aback, realizing that this was a good opportunity to find out why these passengers came here.

"you too?"

"Ham, if you don't ask, I really don't plan to talk about it."

Some people are like this: they clearly have made a decision in their own hearts, but before they really plan to say it, they still have to make an excuse to hide it.

Lan Qiaoyi didn't answer, but just muffled "Huh?" This word was like opening a boy's chatterbox, and the next words gushed out like waves about to overwhelm.

"I didn't want to at first, but..." Jihe's voice suddenly dropped, and he paused before continuing:

"You know, right? As long as you successfully clear the game on this ship, you can get a promise from the owner of the cruise ship when you disembark."

"……promise?"

Because they couldn't see each other's faces in the dark, Lan Qiaoyi only raised his voice slightly, making a suspicious tone, but his expression didn't change at all.

"Yes—didn't you know that?"

The sound of footsteps in front of him suddenly stopped, and while the cloth was rubbing, he quickly realized: Jihe turned around.

The radar in the brain moved, and the warning sound blared wildly. Between the beating of the heart, Lan Qiaoyi heard his own calm voice:

"How did I hear that as long as you get on this cruise ship and stay safely on board until the end of the route, you can get wealth that you can't enjoy in your life?"

The ending of this sentence fluttered and gradually disappeared in the air, and finally annihilated in the thick darkness.

After a long time, a boy's erratic voice came from the front:

"I thought—" he smiled dryly, "you don't know."

Lan Qiaoyi also smiled at the right time, and all of a sudden, the two of them seemed to have restored their previous harmony.

"Actually, it's almost the same." The footsteps sounded again, and the boy's tone was a little brisk:

"It depends on what kind of wish you want to achieve. Some people want to be rich, some people want to have power..."

--"And you?"

Ji He froze for a moment, stopped talking hesitantly, and heard the clear and gentle voice of the young man behind him again.

"What about you? What do you want?"

"..."

In the not-so-long silence, the boy's voice swayed through the stagnant darkness and reached his ears.

"My wish?" "I want to..."

"Alive."

An icy feeling enveloped Lan Qiaoyi's heart from top to bottom in an instant, a chill rose from the soles of his feet in an instant, and an unstoppable blockage hit his brain dully.

"……yes."

The boy opened his mouth, but he could only spit out a dry sentence unsmoothly.

"—Hmm!" The voice of the boy in front sounded extremely happy.

The two continued to walk forward at a constant speed, one behind the other, Ji He was talking the whole time, and Lan Qiaoyi only responded from time to time, and it didn't sound like he was in high spirits.

"We..." The boy's voice sounded with a hint of other emotions, which made the boy following him concentrate.

"what happened?"

However, Lan Qiaoyi soon understood why Ji He was confused.

— They came to a corner.

A deserted corner.

"what happened?"

The empty corner of the wall was like a basin of cold water, and it was poured down on the heads of the two in an instant, completely extinguishing their previous plans and plans.

"Where did everyone else... go?"

No one answered their question.

Because those who know may have already encountered misfortune.

Different from the boy's sudden discouragement, Lan Qiaoyi had a feeling of unreality. This feeling started to appear when he met Jihe before, and now he found a corner where there was no one, and it became more and more intense.

Until now, that inexplicable feeling flashed clearly in his mind as if it were real.

...There must, must be something that he overlooked.

With such thoughts in mind, Lan Qiaoyi's nerves became more and more tense, and he desperately wanted to find the place he had neglected.

"What's wrong with you? Why don't you talk? I can't feel you anymore..."

Ji He's voice was like a white lightning that suddenly appeared, like a sharp knife, slashing across the chaotic darkness in front of Lan Qiaoyi's eyes, illuminating his still doubtful eyes.

—he knows!

The sudden discovery of the truth made the boy visibly excited. Even if he couldn't see it, the slightly rapid breathing in the air revealed his mood.

"what happened to you?"

Why are you so...happy?

Ji He didn't say the second sentence, because even if this thought flashed through his mind, the boy felt a little weird.

It's like you suddenly discovered a "remarkable thing" one day, and it is difficult to calm down the sudden waves.

——So that half a minute after the end of the words beside him, Lan Qiaoyi realized that Jihe was just asking himself.

"What happened to you."

This time, the boy did not use the question mark.

The originally calm voice was also set off a little bit mysteriously in the silent darkness, Lan Qiaoyi forcibly calmed himself down.

"Jihe, I just figured out something."

While speaking, his hand touched the cold and smooth wall, and he walked a few steps along the wall before continuing to speak:

"Have you ever thought about one thing, maybe, I mean maybe..." Lan Qiaoyi took a deep breath before saying:

"It's not them who disappeared?"

Maybe, from start to finish, disappearing into the room, it was the two of us.

Thinking about it this way, it explained why it was clearly a four-person four-corner game, and six players entered the game. The commentator, who has always strictly followed the rules of the game, did not speak to stop it.

Because, the players who are playing the four-corner game did not violate the rules.

"what are you talking about……"

It took Jihe less than ten seconds to go from unbelievable surprise to hesitation that gradually died down.

"But, but," he still wanted to struggle a little bit, "do you have any evidence?"

"..." These words touched Lan Qiaoyi's dead end.

——Because he really has no evidence, everything is just his guess.

But right now, it seems that this is the only way to explain the situation of the two of them.

Because he couldn't explain to Jihe that among the players participating in the game this time, there was a foreign man named Rang, who was very powerful—he was "stamped and identified" by the [Small Waste System] himself.

So... If there must be a player who loses in this game, it is absolutely impossible to be him.

However, according to Lan Qiaoyi's previous conjecture, if the order of the players in the room is: Jihe → He → Rang, then the corner where they are now, that is, the corner in front of the boy, is where the man should stand .

But Rang is not here.

But he couldn't explain the above conjecture to Jihe.

How could the other party believe such a ridiculous statement?Put all reality on a stranger who has never met?

It's so weird.

As for the more outrageous things, Lan Qiaoyi didn't intend to hide them.

"Even if the truth is what you said, what should we do next?"

After a long silence, it seemed that he couldn't bear the dead silence in the dark, Jihe finally couldn't help it, and asked with some frustration:

"As the 'lucky ones', what should we do now?"

The boy coughed lightly, was silent for a while, and then whispered:

"Wait."

"--what?!"

Ji He suspected that there was something wrong with his hearing, otherwise he would have heard the "breath of death" desperately radiating towards him in just two words.

"You may not believe it, but we can just wait now."

Even in the dark, knowing that the other party couldn't see him, Lan Qiaoyi still lowered his eyelashes slightly in embarrassment, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

How should he explain that, as a person who has a promise on his body and "does not pay back his debts", his creditors will not give up on him easily.

Since Jean specifically told himself to "wait for him" before leaving, what Lan Qiaoyi is doing now is much clearer:

Obediently here, waiting for the man.

"So are we really stopping here?"

Ji He scratched his hair a little irritably, and hammered the wall hard, a little puzzled and powerless, until the pain woke him up.

What answered him was Lan Qiaoyi's calm answering voice:

"Well, just stay here."

He rubbed back a few times, until his back was against the wall, and then he squatted down slowly.

"You also take a rest, don't worry, even if you want to use us to do something in this game, you have to wait until their side is completely over."

After deciding to stay where he was and wait, Lan Qiaoyi began to think about why they were the only two people who were excluded from the official game.

Is there something special about the two of them, or is this game trying to catch two "unlucky guys" for what?

After thinking about it, countless thoughts crossed his mind, and were rejected by Lan Qiaoyi one by one, so he chose to ask because he was puzzled.

"Tell me, why are we here?" Why the two of us?

To his surprise, Jihe's answer was decisive and clear, without any sign of entanglement.

The boy's voice is a little lazy, and the tone is always procrastinating:

"What else could it be? We two are unlucky—"

After speaking, he laughed first.

Lan Qiaoyi was taken aback for a moment, before the smile on his lips could really rise, he suddenly heard the voice of 039 in his mind:

[It is detected that the transaction object is getting closer and closer to the host, and the [Pygmalion Effect] is ready to activate. ]

All of a sudden, Lan Qiaoyi didn't know whether he was right to boast that his previous conjecture that he had completed a transaction was correct, or whether he was surprised by the sudden appearance of 039 who had been "disconnected" for a while, or whether he realized it later The joy in my heart:

He did come.

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