nightmare exec

The live broadcast of the second dungeon ended.The list of qualified players appeared on the last frame of the freeze frame.

Seeing his profile picture turn gray, Qi Zhengnan gave a disdainful "tss" and looked away from the screen.

The uninvited Mithril had already sat beside him, with her elegant Erlang legs curled up, and the silver buckles on the stiletto heels were shining brightly.

"You..." Qi Zhengnan was just about to ask him what he was doing, when he suddenly realized what the "something was wrong" just now.

Qi Zhengnan is now wearing a projection disguise device. It stands to reason that Mithril would not recognize this face.But judging from Mithril's reaction, this is obviously not the case.

"Don't get entangled, after working together for so long, can I still fail to see your routine?"

The deputy team of Yugutai gave his main team a contemptuous look: "Don't forget, I told you that Song Yin is here."

After he said that, Qi Zhengnan no longer concealed it: "It's midnight, why did you come here?"

Mithril propped her head on one hand, and gently tapped her cheeks with her fingers painted with bright nail polish: "I have visited a lot of amusement parks, and getting on a gambling boat is like going home. Come here when you want, what reason do you need?"

Qi Zhengnan thought about it for a while, and it was indeed the case, so he said "oh", and there was no more to say.The combat preparation room seemed to have been evacuated, and suddenly fell silent.

Although the two are excellent partners at work, there are not many opportunities to face each other alone.Qi Zhengnan's temper, as long as there is no major incident, he will never speak a whole sentence if he can solve it with three words.And Mithril's communication ability is basically used in external business, and it is also a master of few words on weekdays.

During the team meeting, if there were no pikas, Zhen Zhe and others to make the atmosphere lively, the two teams, the team leader and deputy team, could sit face to face and ponder their own problems until dawn.

But the current situation is different - it is Mithril who has come to find Qi Zhengnan on his own initiative, which means that he must have something to say.

Sure enough, when the finger tapping the cheek stopped, Mithril said surprisingly: "Morphobia won't win. This is not a game designed for people like him."

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Song Yin, who also returned to the battle preparation room, was experiencing the same anger as Qi Zhengnan.

It's just that compared to the resentment towards the traitor, he has more distress and self-blame towards his teammates.

This feeling is all too familiar to him, and he even needed psychotherapy for a time to barely dispel this deep sense of guilt.

At the beginning, it was similar emotions that made him almost fail the initial test of entering purgatory.

No way... Song Yin pressed her forehead, reminding herself that she must recycle this garbage emotion as soon as possible.

If only we were in the safe house right now.If Ergou was also present, he may have offered to provide medicine or psychological comfort and counseling.

But now this unfamiliar combat preparation room is empty, and everything must be relied on by himself.

Song Yin took a few deep breaths in a row to adjust his emotions, and the notification that he would enter the final in 15 minutes came from the earphone.

Immediately afterwards, another voice reminded him: "You have a visitor, apply to enter the preparation room."

Anyway, staying alone would only make wild thoughts, so Song Yin simply approved the application to see who Shen Sheng came to the door.

It turned out to be Alexander who "shifted shape and changed shadow" at the critical moment.

"congratulations."

The short young man looked at him with a smile, "There is only one step left before the final victory, come on."

Seeing him, Song Yin's excitement was immediately released.He stared at a pair of innocent eyes: "Didn't you say that when you play the seesaw, you always only press the one on your side? Why do you sacrifice yourself to exchange with me?"

"Why?" Alexander's expression was more innocent than Song Yin's: "Of course it's for victory. Even if I pass the level alone, how much chance do you have of winning the last instance?"

"But what's the difference between winning and losing if you need to betray your teammates?!"

"This is not a betrayal, but a tactic."

Alexander mentioned the match just now: "The follower who has been following us, he cheated Yunshi's trust, but secretly formed an alliance with others. In extreme cases, he can even sell himself to get rid of Yunshi and you, Isn't this an extreme tactic?"

"That's also a despicable tactic!" After saying this, Song Yin felt guilty at first—after all, he knew very well that he was not very upright.

But my own "dishonesty" is only external, not internal. Once facing close friends and friends, the four words "both ribs and knives" are not just decorations.

But think about it the other way around, that follower is a deadly traitor to himself, but to the enemy, isn't he also a hero who put his life undercover?

It's not that she is no longer angry, but Song Yin is indeed dazed by her strange mental journey.

Seeing that he suddenly became quiet, Alexander smiled as always: "If you really want to feel sorry, why don't you sell me a favor to offset some of the debt I owe you."

Speaking of this, he sighed softly again: "...But, Yun Shi is really a pity."

Hearing what Alexander said, Song Yin immediately remembered Yun Shi.While there was still some time, he took out his cell phone.

The other party quickly answered the call, but both parties were a little at a loss as to where to start.

But after all, Song Yin's communication skills are stronger.

"How are you?" He asked Yun Shi, "Where is it?"

"Haven't left the preparation room yet." Qi Zhengnan replied, "I don't want to go out yet."

He felt that he was too gullible to trust others, causing the boat to capsize in the gutter, and he had no face to go out—Song Yin felt the same, but felt a little funny for no reason.

It turns out that powerful people also have times of embarrassment.Just like a tiger also has soft claws and a white belly, which not only does not damage the dignity of the beast king, but also adds a touch of kindness.

If this person is really Qi Zhengnan, on the premise of not tearing off the mask, they can be friends unexpectedly and happily.

Song Yin's mood suddenly improved, and her lips gradually became active: "I said, don't be too entangled. Trust itself is not wrong, it is the person who betrays the trust. The strong who wholeheartedly protect the weak will do nothing wrong. No. What does that sentence mean... meanness is the passport of the mean, and nobleness is the epitaph of the noble."

Yun Shi on the opposite side seemed a little distracted, and after a while he hummed: "I'm not dead yet."

There was a soft cough behind him.Yun Shi seemed to have been reminded, and turned the conversation to the main business: "In the next finals, you will definitely encounter great resistance, and you will even be targeted by those eight people at the beginning. Even if you continue to persist, you may not have good results. Appropriately consider quitting."

Knowing that Yunshi is thinking of himself, but Song Yin does not agree with this suggestion.

"At this point, I don't just care about winning or losing."

Through the mobile phone, he revealed his heart more bluntly: "I just can't understand the crooked tendencies of this game. Even if I am targeted, I will use my fists to teach those people a solid lesson!"

Having said that, he took a deep breath, and when he spoke again, his tone became brisk again: "It's almost dawn. Whether you win or lose, I will treat you to breakfast later. Now, it's done, but Don't go first!"

Before Qi Zhengnan had time to respond, the phone was hung up, and the big screen on the opposite wall also showed a reminder that there were only 3 minutes left before the final. All audiences, please buy and leave, and adjust the game plan in time.

"It seems that the persuasion has failed." Mithril stood up from the sofa, brushed his long hair a few times, "I'm going back to catch up on sleep, don't call me for the mission tomorrow."

Qi Zhengnan nodded, then raised his hand and pointed in a different direction: "Take that Shaffley next door away too, and tell him to stop attacking Morpho in the future. Also, don't reveal my vest."

"I know." Mithril responded, waved his hand and disappeared without a trace.

So Qi Zhengnan sat back on the sofa again and began to wait for the final decisive battle.

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"...This is the copy of the final battle?"

In another preparation room, Song Yin stared at the completely blank screen with wide eyes, and shivered suddenly.

It wasn't that the display screen was faulty. The final dungeon waiting for him was completely white—it was the real value of "thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting". The wind whizzed past, raising waves of ruthless storms.

As if worried that the audience and players would not understand the horror of this dungeon, the real-time temperature of the scene was "intimately" marked on the corner of the screen.

"Fifteen degrees below zero?!" Song Yin shuddered again, "This has already caught up with the freezer of the refrigerator!"

Seeing his neck shrinking and his face turning blue, Alexander couldn't help asking, "Have you never been to the north?"

"My hometown is in the south, and I have never seen real snow before I was eight years old."

Song Yin curled her lips, and suddenly recalled something interesting: "In the snowy winter when I was eight years old, I ran out early in the morning wearing single clothes and shorts, but I was too cold to walk, and I was still... The partner carried it back."

"That little friend's surname is Qi?" Alexander's ears were pointed, "This surname is quite rare."

"Ah... well. But it's a common surname in the local area."

Not wanting to overemphasize the relationship between himself and Qi Zhengnan, Song Yinxu responded briefly: "Actually, I have also been to the north. During the years of studying in the United States, I have seen the winter in Canada... But no matter how you look at it, it is The copy in front of me is rather exaggerated."

Having said that, he tugged at his silver-white battle suit, which was a thin layer and had no heat preservation function at all.

"Maybe the system will issue cold-proof equipment?" Alexander put forward a consoling hypothesis, "Why don't you find something that can keep you warm first?"

Since the inside of the dungeon is too cold, the steps of introducing the rules of the game are arranged in the battle preparation room.But in fact, there is nothing to explain - the rule of this final battle is to kill as many opponents as possible before being frozen "dead", and the person who survives to the end is the big winner.

"Snow Mountain Battle Royale..." Song Yin felt a little regretful while doing warm-up exercises.

This is simply a copy tailored for "Yunshi".

If "Yunshi" is really Qi Zhengnan, codenamed "Fehn", then he will definitely use his fire talent to keep warm, and by the way, another blizzard will wipe out everyone else.

The short competition rules have been introduced.For the sake of fairness, the system notified all ten contestants that they must enter the dungeon at the same time within three seconds of the door opening, and those who violated the rules will be considered as abstentions.

Song Yin didn't dare to neglect, he said goodbye to Alexander briefly, then stepped up and walked towards the door of the copy.

The moment he passed through the gate of the dungeon, Song Yin wisely covered his face with his hands.Unsurprisingly, a frenzied and bitter cold wind hit directly, mixed with ice slag as hard as gravel.

He was staggered by the strong wind, and at the same time felt a sudden loosening of his forehead, and then a gust of cold air exploded close to his scalp.

The wig he was wearing before was gone, blown out of the blue with the hairnet.

The only piece of personal equipment that could barely "keep warm" was also banned. Song Yin couldn't help but let out a wry smile, but just opened a gap in his mouth, and immediately there was a steady stream of snowballs pouring in.

If you don't hurry up and heat yourself up, you may be frozen into a popsicle before you meet your opponent.

Even though she had warmed up before, Song Yin still shivered involuntarily.He hugged his body with both hands, and looked around while walking in place.

Different from the previously envisioned "Linhaixueyuan", this dungeon is a rolling snow-capped mountain.Song Yin's location happened to be a narrow valley surrounded by mountains.

The ground is full of huge snow blocks in the east and west, carved into various strange patterns by the north wind.

He looked up the creamy slopes, the snow-capped peaks drooping with thick tongues of snow.In such an environment, the silver-gray combat uniforms of the players are undoubtedly an excellent protective color.

But even the most cunning quarry will meet a more cunning hunter.

Breathing a sigh of relief into his palm, Song Yin's gaze suddenly focused on the northern slope of the snow-capped mountain.

"Come on, brother, let's start to calculate the general account."

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