Doll Survival Game [Unlimited]

The magician took off his coat and hat. He pulled out a red ribbon from the bandage around his wrist, and then raised his hand to tie his long gray hair casually.

"In such a hurry to drive me away?"

Yi Diya gently smoothed his golden curly hair, and he kicked the building blocks under his feet casually: "I'm still in a hurry to build a new copy..."

"And without manipulating your puppet, you can't move freely outside for a long time."

The magician didn't make a sound. He bent down and picked up a building block under his feet, intending to take it back for collection, but when he picked it up, the magician thought of something, and he smiled and said, "You told him too much."

Yi Diya narrowed his eyes: "I just want to see his expression knowing how he scored... Don't you think it's cute? There are doubts written in his eyes."

"He will guess it." The magician was very sure.

"Hmm..." Yi Diya smiled lightly: "It's not difficult in itself, he only needs to associate, extract, and supplement... as long as he realizes the essence."

"However, guessing it doesn't affect anything." Idia looked at the magician: "Isn't it?"

"That's true." The sun floated in the air, and the magician unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt neatly. He raised his head and looked directly at the sun.

There was movement from the building blocks behind him, and Yi Diya turned his head.

The staff wearing a mask struggled from below. He dragged an old man with a wood in his hand: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly

The staff saw the magician, he was about to say something, and then watched the magician disappear on the spot, he pouted: "... rude."

Yi Diya looked back, not caring that the magician left suddenly, he stepped on the building blocks and walked towards the staff.

The staff left the old man behind: "Do you have any ideas for the new copy?"

"A little bit." Yi Diya knelt down, grabbed the old man's hair, tilted his head and smiled in the old man's numb eyes: "Don't be sad, you can rest for a long time."

Pulled back to this quiet, retro street in the blink of an eye, the magician shrugged helplessly: "Unfortunately, I haven't told Yi Diya that his dungeon design is bad."

The magician did not open the door to go back, he walked along the street for a while, and then stopped at a window.

He looked through the glass at the empty red velvet bench inside, and for a while the magician let out a strange laugh——

If you never appear during the day, is there no need to exist during the day?

on the bus.

"How many points did you score?"

The puppet's voice sounded softly in Xia Lang's ear, Xia Lang was agitated, and then he answered in the same low voice: "21 points...but, do you have a high score?"

"65." Luo Yiran hasn't figured out why he only scored 65 in this story.

He sorted out basically everything.

Xia Lang's eyes widened: "It's very high! I heard from Brother Guan Cheng that no one has scored more than 70."

Could it be that the full score is not 100?

Luo frowned.

"Thank you."

Guan Cheng came over suddenly, he looked at the puppet on Xia Lang's shoulder and said seriously, and then said to Xia Lang: "I'm sorry, I didn't save you that night."

Xia Lang quickly waved her hand: "It's okay! It's so dangerous! It's good that Brother Guan Cheng can protect himself."

The puppet glanced at Li Qifeng and Weiya, who were lying with their eyes closed and meditating at the end, and then at Fang Jincheng, who was looking out of the window in a daze.

Guan Cheng sighed, too many people died in the dungeon this time: "Xia Lang, let's cancel the relationship between teammates."

Xia Lang was stunned: "Ah? Why?"

Guan Cheng glanced at the puppet: "Your plans for the future may be different from mine... But if you need it in the future, you can come to me again."

Luo Yiran withdrew his gaze: "You helped Xia Lang a lot before, and you can come to me if you need it in the future."

Guan Cheng nodded, his face was full of sincerity and joy: "Thank you...Thank you very much."

The car stopped sharply, and Guan Cheng almost fell down.The tour guide at the door turned his head, his face was indifferent: "Get out of the car."

Just in case there is such a so-called order, Via opened her eyes and was the first to go towards the car door.

Then the second one is Li Qifeng. When he walked to the door, he suddenly looked back at the puppet: "Shall we exchange contact information?"

At this time, Li Qifeng already knew that the puppet might know that killing the mermaid would not be considered a complete mission, but... the puppet didn't count as cheating them.

And what I told them about the live broadcast is true.

The puppet easily spoke out its ID number, then waved its hand: "I hope to have a chance to see you again."

What did Li Qifeng think of: "Don't see you in the next dungeon, we are a punishment dungeon, and the death rate is very high."

After all, Li Qifeng got out of the car.

The moment he got off the car, he disappeared, and Guan Cheng went to call Fang Jincheng.

When passing by, Xia Lang hesitated for a moment, then looked at Fang Jincheng: "Are you okay..."

Fang Jincheng paused, he raised his head, the flowered shirt was still wet and sticking to his body, he pulled out an ugly smile: "I'm fine."

"Anyway... I'm still alive, right?"

After speaking, he got out of the car, followed by Guan Cheng.

Xia Lang sat without moving, he was a little at a loss.

"Xia Lang." The puppet said: "Tomorrow, let's go home and have a look."

Xia Lang froze for a moment, then nodded, he seemed to have recovered, got up and put the doll beside the car: "Of course, see you in the dormitory."

"See you in the dormitory."

Xia Lang also disappeared at the car door.

The tour guide kicked the car door: "You are the only one left, hurry up."

The puppet raised its head, and the form of the mermaid monster disappeared after they got into the car, so the puppet stood firmly by the car at this time, looking at the tour guide: "I have something very curious."

The guide frowned.

"Your bus isn't a dungeon, is it?"

The guide's expression darkened. He looked down at the doll from a high position, but suddenly he bent over sharply, his eyes curled up: "Why, do you want to come and play?"

Luo Yiran didn't answer, he just smiled and left the bus.

"...What an unlovable doll."

……

The lights in the dormitory were already turned off, and when Luo Yiran opened his eyes, Xia Lang was calling him in a low voice: "Of course... are you back?"

I want to correct it and call it brother, but think about it or forget it.

Luo Yiran sat up: "Let's rest. There will be classes tomorrow during the day." After class in the afternoon, I have to go home again.

Xia Lang was silent for a while, and then he said, "I can't sleep."

Luo Yiran turned on the small desk lamp beside the bed: "Is there anything you want to say?"

"..."

Xia Lang was quiet for a long time, Luo Yiran was not in a hurry, he also waited quietly.

After a while, Xia Hong broke the silence and said, "Yes, yes..."

He was stuck, as if he was struggling to speak: "Will you be discovered? The fact that I killed that... person..."

Luo Yiran smiled, facing Xia Lang's direction, and raised his index finger: "Shhh—"

"Never... Besides, didn't I tell you? It was just an accident. In this world, there are too many accidents."

There was no sound from Xia Lang.

So Luo Yiran said again: "If you can't bear it, forget it."

His voice was neither high nor low, with a strong sense of comfort: "Anyway, no one will know."

The uneasiness faded away slowly, and when Xia Hong lay down and closed her eyes, her heart was unexpectedly filled with peace.

The summer vacation is coming soon, and after the summer vacation, both Luo Yiran and Xia Lang will be promoted to the third year of high school, and by that time, they will only have one day off a week.

Fortunately, at present, they will have two days off on weekends, and next Monday will be the time for the college entrance examination for senior high school students, and the holiday time will last for five days.

After school on Friday afternoon, the two went back to the dormitory to pack up briefly, then put on their schoolbags and prepared to go home.

It takes more than two hours to get home from school, the subway transfers to the bus, then the bus transfers to the bus, and finally walks for more than ten minutes to the town where my home is - Youshun Town.

The two grew up in the town. Many people in the town knew Luo Yiran and Xia Lang, and many people also liked these two children.

After all, it is not common for children who are not skinny since childhood and are more obedient and sensible than ordinary people.

After greeting the neighbor with a smile, Luo Yiran pushed open the door.

They live on the edge of the town, across the road from their nearest neighbors.

The two hadn't been back for a while, but there was only a thin layer of dust in the room, probably because my aunt came to clean it.

Xia Hong came to this house when he was seven years old. He was full of affection for this house. He touched the table and said, "Of course, let's clean it!"

"En." Luo Yiran replied, and then he saw the photo pasted on the red-brown counter next to the living room.

On the top, an old man bent slightly, and beside him, two teenagers were smiling at the camera, one with a gentle smile and the other a bit shy.

In the photo below, there are a younger old man and two younger children.

Xia Lang took the red plastic basin from the kitchen to catch the water. The water flow was very slow here, and it took Xia Lang a long time to take up half of the basin.

When he came out, he took two rags and threw them into the water.

Xia Lang put down the basin, and he also looked at the photo: "Grandpa Luo will be very relieved in the sky now! When he left, he was most worried about you."

Luo Yiran hummed casually. He took a rag and wiped off the photos on the counter bit by bit.

The two cleaned to the innermost bedroom, which was Grandpa's room.

Xia Lang looked at the wide and thick wooden bed for a while: "Should we also clean the bottom of the bed? We seem to have never cleaned the bottom of Grandpa Luo's bed."

In fact, after Luo Jun passed away, they seldom even came into this room, and when they came in, they simply cleaned up, basically keeping everything in place.

Luo Yiran wanted to agree, but he paused when he opened his mouth, and he said, "Then go change the water, and I'll move the mattress first."

Xia Lang quickly picked up the pot: "Okay, but of course you wait for me, let's push it together."

Luo didn't listen at all. After Xia Lang left, he directly reached out to lift the mattress, and then looked at the bottom of the mattress for the first time.

Under the mattress, there is a small brown paper bag.

Luo Yiran stared at it for three or four seconds, then he reached out and picked it up.

He opened it and poured out a few black and white photos from the paper bag.

Luo Yiran's face was so calm that it was almost indifferent. He flipped through the photos lightly, and then his fingers stopped on one of them.

On the somewhat blurred black photo was a group photo of Luo Jun, who was probably in his thirties, and another friend of the same age.

Luo Yiran's eyelashes drooped, and he saw Luo Jun in the photo hooking another person's shoulder with a bright smile, and the smile on that other person's face was very shallow, but fortunately his facial features were very soft and non-aggressive, so It seems very friendly.

But the soft facial features are very familiar, if Xia Lang can see this photo, he can recognize it at a glance, the smiling person in the photo, the facial features are clearly [-]-[-]% similar to Luo Yiran.

It's like what Luo Yiran looks like when he grows up.