nightmare exec

In front of the big screen in the combat preparation room, Qi Zhengnan's face shone with a silver-blue cold light.

The indoor temperature is the most suitable 26 degrees Celsius, so comfortable that it even makes people drowsy.

And in the extremely cold copy separated by a screen, the temperature dropped below zero and dropped to minus fourteen, but it was also drowsy—and it was the kind that could not sleep at all.

Before 10 minutes into the game, Song Yin was almost frozen into a "snowman".

Although the silver wig was blown away by the strong wind, his hair, eyebrows and even eyelashes were all dyed white now.

Qi Zhengnan originally thought that the person suffering from the cold should have a pale face and purple lips, but Song Yin's face and lips turned red quickly after a short period of paleness, as rosy as if he had just walked out of a sauna room.

White hair and red face, this is indeed an unrealistically beautiful picture, but it is by no means a good sign.

Flush cheeks are the result of ruptured capillaries in the face due to frostbite.If it is not warmed up in time, this ruddy color will quickly cool down and turn into a bruise like corpse spots.

And that would be a process of disillusionment from angel to zombie.

There was another strong wind blowing from the valley to the south, and the floating snow was overwhelming.In the hazy wind and snow, Song Yin suddenly knelt down on his knees, groaned in pain, and then fell slumped into the thick snow.

Could it be that you can't hold it so soon?

Qi Zhengnan clicked his tongue lightly, and unconsciously sat up straight.

Although more than ten years have passed, he still remembers the winter when Song Yin met the first snow.

That year, Song Yin had just left the southern country and followed the Qi family all the way north.The workers of the Qi family were not yet fully accustomed to the addition of this new member, and Song Yin was not very active at that time, so there were occasional oolongs in which he was "leaked out" in daily life.

On the first snow day, Qi Zhengnan was at home on vacation.It wasn't until breakfast that the live-in nanny suddenly remembered that a "new second brother" was missing.But when she went to look for it again, Song Yin was no longer in her room.Outside the concealed balcony door, there is a winding and circling small footprint, extending out of the private garden.

But it was another 15 minutes before Song Yin was found.

After leaving the garden, the public road sprinkled with snowmelt soon hid small footprints.There are too many corners in the low-density garden community to accommodate a child under ten years old.

While the nanny was asking for help from the passing security, Qi Zhengnan quickly put on his coat and rain boots, walked around various paths with ease, and finally came to the artificial lake in the west of the community.

Perhaps because there is also a beautiful lake in the abandoned resort, Song Yin has always had a soft spot for this place.And at this moment, he was standing on the shore, staring at the lake.

The cooling over the past few days has formed a thin layer of ice on the surface of the lake, but it is far from enough to carry the weight of a human body.Therefore, a yellow cordon was pulled up on the shore to remind residents not to venture into it.

The scene in front of me overlapped with some memories of the abandoned resort.Qi Zhengnan frowned and walked over quickly.

He didn't deliberately hide his whereabouts, so the creaking sound of stepping on the snow immediately attracted Song Yin to turn his head.

By the way... At that time, Song Yin was also dressed in thin clothes, her face was as red as an apple beaten by frost, and even her eyes were red.

"Why...why doesn't Butterfly Lake freeze?"

He asked such a sentence without beginning and end, and then staggered and fell limply on the snow.

To be honest, Qi Zhengnan was a little angry at the time, and even complained in his heart that this kid really loves to cause trouble.But looking at the shivering little head huddled in his arms, he reluctantly took off his coat and wrapped it up.

After that, Song Yin had a fever for two days, which almost turned into pneumonia.Afterwards, when it snowed, the first thing the auntie did was to lock the balcony door of Song Yin's bedroom.And Song Yin never ran to the lake alone again.

Come back to reality.

Today's Song Yin no longer has any strange reactions to the lake.However, his ability to withstand cold has obviously not improved.

Just a few seconds after Song Yin fell, a silver-gray figure on the north slope quickly walked towards him.

That was undoubtedly a competitor, and his face was flushed and his lips were blue from the cold.The terrible cold hadn't had time to freeze his fingers, but it had certainly chilled patience and suspicion.Maybe he just wanted to end this suffering game as quickly as possible -- whatever it was.

In short, he took advantage of the downhill terrain to walk towards Song Yin, and walked faster and faster, and finally almost rolled to Song Yin's side.

And just when he stretched out his hand with red eyes, trying to take off the pitifully thin combat uniform from Song Yin's body as soon as possible, the opponent who was "conscious" just now opened his eyes suddenly.

It was followed by a good smack of fists and kicks, and ended with the slender sound of a zipper opening and closing.

Song Yin's ten fingers were all frozen into swollen carrots, unable to bend or feel.But he still tried his best to take off the opponent's battle suit as quickly as possible, and put it on himself.

Now it was the turn of the unlucky guy, stripped to his underwear, lying in the snow red as a snapper.

"You should kill me immediately," said the hapless man feebly.

"Actually, I don't really like killing people with my own hands." Song Yin, who was wearing clothes, took the time to answer, "If you feel cold, you can just abstain and leave this instance."

The man didn't answer his words, but instead weakly asked a new question: "Do you know what talent I have?"

"I don't know, your composition in elementary school is very good?" Song Yin, who had already put on her clothes, barely felt warmer, and began to pay attention to the situation around her again.

A series of muffled laughter came from the snow at his feet: "You are finished... My talent is that as long as you do this, you will definitely not be able to escape."

As he said that, the man let out a muffled grunt, turned his head up to the sky, pinched his own nose, and blew his nose very hard.

An incredible scene happened - one of the man's eyeballs flew out of the eye socket easily, and flew higher and higher, and exploded with a "bang" in mid-air, turning into a huge bomb. Green eyes, reflecting the entire snow field into a strange green!

After completing this almost absurd performance art, the man giggled and exited the dungeon.

"This is really a useless talent." Song Yin smiled wryly, and actually felt a little sympathetic to the other party.

But his smile quickly turned into vigilance again.

The "eyeball flash bomb" continued to shine in midair.Affected by the explosive airflow, a large sheet of snow slid down from the nearest snow peak, slid a few hundred meters along the gentle north slope, and barely stopped at the foot of the mountain.

And just below this miniature avalanche, there is a silver-gray team rushing forward under the guidance of huge eyes.

This group of clique-forming bastards finally came to their door.

It was obviously useless to pretend to be dead, Song Yin took a few steps forward and took the initiative to meet him.

"Before I start, I want to ask a question first."

Although it was cold, he still tried his best to calmly scan the seven people in front of him.

"Why are you targeting me and my teammates?!"

Logically speaking, most of these groups that gather together to bully the few have a heartless and villainous temperament.However, what caught Song Yin's eyes at this moment was a group of unlucky people who were also so cold that their faces turned red, their noses were sucking, and they huddled together.

A man who barely looked like a wolf walked out of this group of unlucky people, with a hoarse voice: "No one specifically targets you, this is the rule."

Song Yin sneered, and sprayed a cloud of white mist from his mouth: "Rule? What rule? The rule that no one is allowed to be more handsome than you?"

No one gave him this ridicule.Everyone's faces were frozen stiff, as if a layer of ice could be peeled off by just moving.

The same wolf-headed man answered him: "We are all old gamblers, but you are newcomers. The rule here is that newcomers can't win the first game, and if they want to win, they will be targeted."

"What kind of rules is this?" Song Yin laughed dumbfoundedly: "Isn't the competition the one who is stronger and the one who is the first, and whoever is weaker gets the fuck out? Where did this shitty rule come from?"

This time, someone behind the wolf muttered: "You force you to go back to be an executive officer, catch your stowaway, what kind of virtual damage are you playing with us here?"

"none of your business!"

Song Yin's teeth were shaking, and he didn't know if it was because he was angry or because he was cold: "Why didn't I know that this is the loser's paradise? You gang up and pretend to be a house party, what's the point of this game? I'm sorry Those spectators who bet outside?!"

As he said that, he raised his arm and wanted to point in a direction, but the cold wind immediately came under his armpit, causing him to retract his hand immediately due to the pain.

The face of the wolf-headed man had already turned from red to purple.It made him look like he might turn into a zombie at any moment.

"What do you know? There are rules in the arena, and there are rules in the casino. Newcomers who come in without knowing the rules are pigs to be slaughtered. That's right, we are a group of losers who have no guts to gamble their lives. They form gangs and do whatever they can. , but so what? Each of us has a lot of family behind us. No matter what, we want to go back safely to reunite with our wives, children, parents and brothers as soon as possible. Qualification denied!"

Behind him, the remaining seven accomplices were almost all huddled together.The extreme cold froze them into a huge, misshapen mass of white monstrosity.Only the seven stiff heads and the white steam slowly spitting out from their mouths can prove that they are still living human beings.

Song Yin stared at this group of creatures that seemed human but not human, and then took a deep breath of the cold air that hurt the alveoli, feeling a sweet smell of blood in his mouth.

"...Are you kidding me!"

He suddenly amplified his voice: "You said you didn't have the guts to go out and fight for your life, and you said you would go back alive to meet your family. How many people are alive in the family?! How do you know that those people you targeted, they walked into the gambling boat? Not for their family? Just because I have no ability, so I exclude outsiders——Why can’t this bullshit reason be denied?!”

His loud and clear voice spread along the smooth snow slope, and was quickly absorbed by the thick snow and ice, leaving no trace.

"You'd better be sober!" The wolf man took another step forward, "Not only here, no faction in this world would welcome an uninvited guest who breaks the internal balance. You are not welcome here."

"Who doesn't welcome me? Do you have the final say?!"

Song Yin shouted at the top of his voice again: "I don't believe that no one can cure your unhealthy tendencies!! Today, let me represent all the newcomers who have been targeted to defeat you!! Let you see my life !Save! Of! Dao!!”

For some reason, he yelled louder and louder than the last, and finally reached a strange state of exhaustion, echoing non-stop in the snow peak.

"This kid...is he completely mad?" Qi Zhengnan frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

However, the wolf-headed man has already seen through Song Yin's intentions.

"It's useless. Don't waste your time. You won't have an avalanche even if your throat is broken and your tongue is frozen. It's better to read less novels and movies. It's all a fucking lie."

"Hey... what, can't you?"

Song Yin's voice was already hoarse, and he turned his head to look around in a daze - the nearby snow-capped mountains were indeed peaceful and stable, with no movement at all.

The trick of "God's Punishment" that he finally came up with turned out to be pseudoscience, and things suddenly became embarrassing.

Fortunately, the other party didn't leave too much embarrassing time for Song Yin.

Hearing the command of the wolf, the seven men who were almost frozen to death swarmed forward.The excitement is comparable to going to the Lama Temple on the night of the New Year's Eve to grab the first incense.

Although he resisted hard for a while, Song Yin was pushed into the thick snow by eight people.

Some of the righteous and weak people held his head down, some rode on his crotch, and some even took off his combat uniform and stuffed snowballs into his neck.

Who can stand this?

Song Yin is probably going crazy.

After a series of hysterical yelling and cursing, he still couldn't bear the piercing cold, and at the moment when he was about to be completely stripped off, he gritted his teeth and abstained.

Qi Zhengnan, who witnessed the whole process through the screen, was a little at a loss as to where to start.

This time, the little lunatic was really bullied miserably.But I have to say, it's kind of funny.

Should I send him a blanket?

Or give him a little comfort as Yun Shi...

Or simply give him tens of thousands of dollars, anyway, he came to the casino for equipment.

…………

Various thoughts came and went in his head, Qi Zhengnan thought for a while, picked up his mobile phone and dialed Song Yin's number.

But Song Yin did not answer.

The author has something to say: "Nomos" in the summary of this chapter means law and norms, and the opposite is Physis, which means natural nature.

The ancient Greek philosopher Callicles believed in "the theory of natural power", and he advocated that "might is right".And disdain the moral ethics of "the weak oppress the strong by enacting laws or customs".

After all these years, the debate on this issue continues.Even when reading the text, I occasionally encounter such problems.Should the protagonist be unscrupulous?

Whether you agree or disagree, everyone has actually entered the world of philosophy, hahahaha

Philosophy is really beautiful.

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Read some popular science.Talking loudly near a snow mountain is unlikely to trigger an avalanche. When the distance is close enough to trigger an avalanche, the vibration of your footsteps should have triggered an avalanche long ago.

Of course, don't try it casually.

About this popular science, you can Baidu "China Disaster Reduction: Talking loudly will cause an avalanche, do you believe it?"