Doll Survival Game [Unlimited]

The time of the discussion was basically passed quietly. After everyone knew that there was a silver thread under their feet, they didn't move much. Only Luo Yiran whispered something to himself on Lin Luo's shoulder.

Lin Luo, the only one who heard Luo Yiran talking to himself, sighed—sure enough, Luo Yiran knew.

Everyone insisted on the arrival of the voting time - as long as they survived this period, they could live on.

Fortunately, their bodies are not in ordinary physical condition, and their physical fitness is better than in reality.

But when it was time to vote, it became difficult for everyone except a few to raise their hands.

Via helped Duan Miaomiao's wound to be treated urgently before, and when it was time to vote, he thought about raising his hand for Duan Miaomiao, but his hand was empty.

He looked sideways - Xia Hong raised Duan Miaomiao's hand.

Via was stunned for a moment, he looked at Xia Lang who seemed about to pass out in the next second, and suddenly felt that Xia Lang might not be as fragile as he looked on the outside.

Tang Bai, who was pointed at by everyone, looked straight at Luo Yiran. Just as Luo Yiran finished talking about himself, he pointed at Tang Bai and raised his head: "...do you hate me so much?" He was really angry.

Tang Bai sneered.

[The vote is correct. 】

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and then waited for the system to notify that the customs clearance was successful.

Luo Yiran raised his head slightly, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, he was waiting for his score.

[Congratulations to player Luo Yiran for successfully clearing "Lin Na's Last Day". This game scored 90, and the average score of all games is 77.5. 】

The puppet smiled contentedly.

The phone vibrated, and the system sound resounded throughout the game space. This time, all players were in the game space, so everyone heard it——

【system notification. 】

[System notification: Congratulations to player Luo Yiran for becoming the first player to score over [-] in this game. 】

[Get rewards, the potion of resurrection from the dead. 】

Everyone present was stunned, but before they had time to ask anything, another voice sounded again.

[Ding dong. ] That was the extremely peculiar voice that Luo Yiran had heard when he first entered the game, as if countless people were whispering together, it rang in everyone's mind again: [Received...wow...update request~]

There was a harshness in the middle, as if someone's name had been erased.Luo Yiran frowned slightly.

[The update request has been passed, the game will be updated on June 21, [-], please stay tuned for players and bosses~]

21st?Today is June [-]th, so the update date will be exactly two weeks later, next Monday.

Luo Yiran twirled his index finger—the game update in reality is nothing more than optimization, but "People of the World" really doesn't know what to do. In other words, has it been updated before...

All the players in the living room were still looking at Luo Yiran, but their dungeon had already ended, and when the system sound fell, all the players left the dungeon.

But Lin Luo and Luo Yiran haven't left yet.

Luo Yiran looked at Tang Bai in surprise.

"He didn't do it. You got a high score, young master. You can stay for a while after the game is over, and it's a safe time." Lin Luo's body began to collapse, and the small wounds that Luo Yiran had seen before began. Enlarged a little bit, blood flowed down.

The magician wiped away the blood that was about to flow to the corner of his eyes indifferently, and said with a smile: "At this time, no one can hurt you, young master."

The surprise that Luo Yiran got a high score faded from Tang Bai's face. He pushed Lin Na away, avoided the messy silver wires under the table and sat on the table, then looked down at the magician slightly: "You deserve it!" Talk too much, it's against the rules."

After he finished speaking, he gave a sharp pause, his face was ugly.

The wound on the magician's body was getting bigger and bigger, and the blood was constantly overflowing, but he asked with a relaxed expression, "Have you been warned?"

Tang Bai snorted.

Luo Yiran didn't care about the bickering between the two, he looked at the World People app on his mobile phone, and saw that the top announcement had changed, the first one was to notify that the game would be updated, and the second one was that Luo Yiran became the number one A player with a score of 90 and getting the resurrection potion.

"Trash game." The puppet cursed abruptly on the magician's shoulder.

The two bosses paused, and then fell silent.

The puppet thought that it would be fine to go out if the phone broke in the game. He stared at the phone for a while, then wrinkled his nose and threw it out.

"Trash game." The puppet cursed again.

Potion of resurrection?Hehe, he can guarantee that this book will be the most harmonious book for him to get along with other players.

Because there is no next one.

After all, the name Resurrection from the Dead is very popular.

For a normal person, a mobile phone that was only the size of a fingernail fell in front of Tang Bai. Tang Bai directly reached out and crushed it forcefully. His tone was full of impatience: "When can you leave?"

Luo Yiran raised his eyes, and he said with a half-smile: "How do I know, anyway, I can't leave now, why don't we chat for a while?"

Tang Bai sneered: "Do you think I will chat with a guy like you who destroyed my copy? If I can't kill you now, do you think you can still live?"

"Your dungeon?" Luo Yiran repeated. Although he had always thought this way, it was a complete affirmation that the dungeon was indeed created by the boss.

Tang Bai: "..." Fortunately, he was not warned.

Luo Yiran blinked innocently: "Then you are really cruel to design such a copy."

The corner of Tang Bai's mouth twitched slightly. He didn't say that he only created this instance, and the purpose of creating it was to prevent the players from getting out, but the survival must be preserved, even if it was only a glimmer of survival.Otherwise the copy will not be accepted.

From Tang Bai's expression, Luo Yiran saw that this dungeon was completely in line with his wishes, so the puppet shrugged slightly, and had nothing to say about it.

He turned to ask a very natural question: "Then who are you in the 'Lin Na' story?"

Tang Bai froze, but Luo Yiran had a smile on his face, and his voice was quite gentle, but his words became more aggressive: "The bully? The bullied? Or a bystander?"

Tang Bai lowered his eyes, although he knew he should speak as little as possible, but—"The only thing you haven't figured out is my identity in this story."

His tone was a little smug.

"Yes." The puppet admitted very readily.

Tang Bai raised his eyebrows slightly, and he put on his glasses again. The change in temperament made him no longer feel weak even with glasses on: "Tell me first, how did you get the high score."

The puppet laughed: "Of course I know most of the background."

Lin Luo stretched out his blood-stained hand and tapped lightly on the table, and the blood flowed down his fingers onto the table: "Master, he is confirming whether you really know all of this—it comes from the truth."

The body of the puppet moved forward slightly and then turned its head. He looked at Lin Luo, who had numerous wounds all over his body and blood flowing across his body, which seemed very terrifying.The blood had already soaked the magician's pajamas and stuck to his slender body: "Look, it proves that he hasn't become more serious."

If what Lin Luo said was something he didn't know, then Lin Luo violated the rules again.

"Tsk." Tang Bai frowned: "How did you think of it?"

"Intuition." Luo Yiran lied with a relaxed expression: "Other players also have a little guess, but they may not be sure."

"Because if you are sure that the backgrounds of these dungeons are real, then you will think of more things. For example, the relationship between the game and reality... Will it never come out of the game, and eventually become the same existence as you."

"Humans can really escape from reality." Tang Bai stroked the hair on his forehead back, his eyes were cold: "But now you have no chance to become an existence like us."

"why?"

Tang Bai looked at Lin Luo, and he said coldly: "If we continue, I will be like him."

Luo Yiran turned his head.

Lin Luo smiled: "After all, they don't heal as fast as I do."

"But the pain is the same... Thank you." Luo Yiran rarely expressed his sincere thanks. Just when he was about to say something more, he felt a pulling sensation in his body.

The puppet was startled by that thank you, he clenched his hands unconsciously, but his face remained unchanged: "Young Master, don't do this, I can't help but soften my heart..."

The faint weight on his shoulders disappeared, and the magician stopped talking for an instant.

"You hurry up too." After Luo Yiran left, Tang Bai spoke a lot more easily, and Lin Na beside him instantly turned into a human figure built with building blocks, and with Lin Na as the origin, the whole house also turned into building blocks.

The magician looked at him: "You tell me your identity in this story first, and I have to tell the young master."

Tang Bai realized something after being silent for a while, he looked at the magician in disbelief: "So you came to my copy to make trouble, just for him?!"

"No." The magician directly denied that he didn't make large movements, because excessive movements would make his already damaged body worse.There was no emotion in the magician's tone: "I can only follow him to get out of the place that traps me."

"It's a rare opportunity, I just want to come out and play more."

The magician raised his eyes, and a little impatience rose in his dark eyes: "You better tell me quickly, you are too uncomfortable staying here."

Tang Bai: "..." If you can't beat...

He reluctantly spoke up.

The magician lowered his eyes slightly, he listened absent-mindedly, and his gaze fell out of the window - it will be at night before we can see the young master again.

Luo Yiran opened his eyes and was startled.

Xia Lang was lying on the side of his bed and staring at him.

Luo Yiran: "?"

As soon as Xia Lang came over, his eyes were full of water and a deep sense of depression, and his voice trembled: "Of course, I..." He paused, swallowed 'I'm so hurt', and said instead: "I can't sleep anymore .”

Luo Yiran temporarily put down the matter of "People of the World" in his mind, and sat up: "Have you thought about the past again?"

Xia Lang hesitated, then nodded.

Luo Yiran thought for a moment: "It just so happens that tomorrow... we don't have to go to class today, let's go do good deeds and relax." Senior high school students are facing the college entrance examination, and their school is also the examination room, so they have holidays from Monday to Wednesday.

Xia Lang: "...?"

"By the way, make some money." Luo Yiran thought of the amount of money under the general arrest warrant: "After all, we can't always make ends meet." Now they are basically living on the inheritance left by their grandfather.

Xia Lang was even more at a loss—what makes money...

Luo Yiran patted him on the head: "So go to sleep, tomorrow will be busy for a while."

Xia Lang went back to her bed behind the curtain in a daze. He didn't understand what Luo Yiran was going to do, but he trusted him very much, so let him do whatever he wanted.

……right.

Just be obedient.

Xia Lang looked at the ceiling, and his eyes unconsciously traced the strange traces on the ceiling, which seemed to be the traces left by sticking balloons on his birthday when he was a child...

"..." Accidentally thought of the past again, Xia Lang tried hard to forget the things that came to her mind—it would be fine if she fell asleep, and she would forget everything after sleeping...

He glanced at Luo Yiran's direction for the last time, then Xia Hong closed his eyes and forced himself to fall asleep.

But what he didn't know was that not long after he closed his eyes, Luo Yiran sat up quietly and looked at him.

It won't work like this.Luo Yiran didn't have the slightest expression on his face, but there was a little worry in his dark eyes - if he continued to participate in "People of the World", the possibility of Xia Lang's collapse was very high.

The last time Xia Lang looked like this was quite a few years ago...

……

After a long absence, Luo Yiran also thought of the past.He held his chin up and fell into deep thought—speaking of which, he must have encountered something strange at that time.

Thanks to Lin Ye's special appearance, he remembered a strange crow with a serial number on his body that he had encountered around the time he met Xia Lang.

Luo Yiran recalled the number - it seems to be... 6... 7?

"2657..." Luo Yiran murmured as he recalled.