Seven Days, Seven Nights

The dark alley has the dark side of the dark alley, where murder and robbery are hard to notice.

The narrow lanes are deep, and louder voices will produce echoes.

It's like now, the word'ugly' in Xiaomu's people is utterly loud, flooding the whole alley for a time.

From the moment the Poison King spoke, the Rose Gentleman knew that Sul was in the loop, and the sensible approach was to expose the location of the culprit now.Now that the Poison King has regained his strength, his strength is at his peak. If he is really matched, those two must be worried about their lives.

The Rose Gentleman looked at the Poison King who looked disdainful in the second phase opposite, and squinted his eyes. Comparing the two, Sur and himself seemed to have a greater grudge.

At this moment, the villain suddenly said intermittently: "Once, many."

To put it simply and concisely, it is impossible for the host to deal with the boss in the dungeon, and to kill the poison king can only rely on the player.

But Sur is different, the landscape meets, and if you really want to let out such a bad breath, there will always be a chance to meet in the future.

The rose gentleman glanced at the villain, and after a few seconds he made a decision. The fingers hidden in his sleeves moved at random twice, and the wind direction in the alley was unknowingly changed.

Poison King frowned, was misled by the smell, and felt as if he had found the wrong place.

Before turning around, she looked at the rose gentleman again and quietly released some hallucinogenic pollen temptations, but it had no effect at all.It is estimated that it is really hands-on, and the possibility of winning is not high. After weighing it, I am going to devour the two bastards who slipped away last night.

About to walk out of the alley, the Poison King's mood was still a little unbalanced, and he turned around and said contemptuously: "Ugly."

The second is not stupid. When the opponent did not make a provocation for the first time, the Poison King guessed that either his strength was not allowed or he was restricted by something.Just like herself, as long as she doesn't die, she will endlessly repeat the endless loop from peak to weakness and then into a deep sleep.

The rose gentleman didn't say a word, squinted at the place where Suer was hiding, sneered and disappeared out of thin air.

The dark alley returned to silence.

Su Er breathed a sigh of relief, and didn't immediately leave the garbage-smelling alley. He tilted his head and said to Ji Heng: "Go out now, it is easy to bring the Poison King back."

It's definitely not a way to stay hidden all the time, who knows how long the host can fool the Poison King with a small action.

Before opening his mouth, he heard a scream in the distance, interrupting what he was about to say next.

Ji Heng whispered: "Don't move."

After climbing to the wall, he jumped off within a few seconds: "It's the poison king."

Sur frowned: "She's killing someone?"

Ji Hengshi only had time to see one arm being swallowed by a huge flower, and made an analogy: "The way the poison king kills is similar to that of a python."

Suernao made up the picture and his face sank.

The atmosphere between the two was a little silent, each leaning against the wall and thinking about countermeasures.

At the same time, Xu He and others appeared in the Management Bureau. After the first batch of staff members died, they are now their subordinates, and there is no evasive speech.

"Poison King has awakened." Xu He closed his eyes: "People who claim to be righteous are looking for opportunities to attack her."

The staff quickly said: "Personal protection can be done."

Xu He was too lazy to talk to stupid people, Wang Sansi was sleek and explained in a good voice: "When the poison king just woke up, he had the instinct of cannibalism."

The staff's first reaction was not to worry about the safety of the townspeople, but whether it would cause a commotion.

"It will take a while to completely digest one person," Wang Sansi didn't want to go around the corner, and directly said the key point: "I want all of you to mobilize and catch those people as soon as possible."

Although there is no way to directly attack the players, it is not difficult to detain them until the end of the game.

The staff chuckled: "If you meet the Poison King..."

Before Wang Sansi spoke, Xiao Cui said impatiently: "Just take one from the detainees. I really met to push it out as a shield."

The staff member slapped his head: "This is a great idea!"

·

For the past half an hour, Su Er and Ji Heng were still nesting in the garbage, and the topics of discussion were a bit shifted. From how they were not found under the nose of the Poison King, they began to transition to Xu He.

"According to the information he heard that night, Xu He was eager to be a coffin carrier." After the mission was clear, Su Er didn't understand this point alone: ​​"He is a player whose mission is to protect the poison king and follow the coffin carrier. What is the relationship?"

There is also the last sentence in the limerick's poem, "The Red Sleeve Dance of Erlang Coffin". The Red Sleeve Dance may represent the Poison King. The Poison King grows from the coffin and can barely fit a progressive relationship, but what the term Erlang represents is still unclear.

The muttering voice reached Ji Heng's ears, who thought for a moment: "Assuming that Erlang represents the coffin carrier, there should be some connection between the three."

The last note did not fall completely, Ji Heng's eyes changed slightly: "The Poison King grew out of the coffin, and there is still a lack of a subject...Who transplanted the Poison King into the coffin?"

Xu He could not have this ability.

Suer swept along his train of thought and couldn't laugh anymore: "So it is the coffin bearer who really stands at the top of the food chain."

Fortunately, the original strategy of grabbing the coffin has not been implemented.However, after thinking about it, Xu He kept praying to the God of Freedom that night, and there might be a God of Freedom standing above the man who carried the coffin.

After pondering for a few seconds, Suer suddenly raised his head, cursing lowly at Shang Ji Heng's smile.

Of course, the curse was not directed at Ji Heng, but at the host.

"Almost pitted again."

On the night of the meeting, Sur was still wondering why the Rose Gentleman hadn't settled the accounts directly, and never thought that he would set off at the beginning.

I couldn't help but laughed at himself: "When he guided us to grab stamps from the trainees, he must have expected that we would look for clues from other sources."

The fact is the same. They successfully found the cemetery, found the most critical black dog stamp, and... of course, ignored the trainees.

Ji Heng didn't have too many emotional ups and downs, and said quite calmly: "No matter who it is, if you can go smoothly without lying, then you should be extra careful."

Suer nodded: "It's okay to buy a lesson."

Because of domestic violence, I was forced to be the victim of informants, undercover policemen, drug dealers, and traitors. Everyone’s identity has a story. All existences work together to promote the development of the copy.

In the uncharacteristically complete story line, there is only one more than one identity... an internship.

The host is responsible for distributing stamps, and there is no need for internships.The dungeon inserted such a role for no reason, and there must be a reason for even letting him hit the host.

Ji Heng glanced at Suer’s waistcoat. Suer knew it, and took out the clay figurines from the temporary pockets in turn, and said: "Go to the trainee receptionist. He likes to wear a black suit. Normal people generally walk freely in the sun."

While talking about a portrait of a person on the dusty ground, but it really doesn't look like it, Ji Heng couldn't stand it, and changed the lines, not to mention the tenth image, at least seven or eight points.

Under special circumstances, quantity can replace quality.For example, at this moment, although the Clay Army is far less intelligent than the villain, it has strong mobility and can quickly launch a latent search in a small town.

An hour later, Sur finally got the news he wanted.

Leaving the dark alley, he was able to breathe fresh air, as if he was living again.

The reincarnation of cause and effect is good. On the first day, Suer posted the missing person notice of the loyal servant of the tomb guard, and now he and Ji Heng's wanted orders can be seen in the streets and alleys.Fortunately, there are villains leading the way, and the walk is fairly smooth, and when they find other people approaching, they will give warning in advance.

The intern recruiter is alone in the daytime. He seems to have little interest in everything, sitting alone in a dark room, waiting for the darkness to come.

When Ji Heng and Suer appeared, the trainees were not very welcome, and they placed their positions on opposite sides.

Sur: "I have no intentions."

The intern trainee said lightly: "You want to grab stamps."

Suer shook his head: "Actually, when I saw you, I knew you were a person with a story."

This sentence seems familiar. Ji Heng remembers that when he was in the rookie field, Su Er treated a ghost with a story by hanging the opponent with a string into the flush toilet and washing back and forth several times.

"I admire people with stories the most." Sur tried to win a favor.

The intern student shook his head: "I don't even have a full memory of where the story comes from."

"..."

"But I often have a dream, in which I long to give everyone freedom... I helped people escape the cycle of life and death, but they said that their souls are not free, so I found a flower that can affect people's minds and give it Strength, hope to bring spiritual freedom to the confused."

"But later, they all betrayed me, and I exhausted my strength to let the immortal carry the coffin that he should have stepped into to atone for his sins, and let the flowers regain their sleep and then continue to sleep.

Su Er looked down: "What you bring to people is escape, not freedom."

There is no fluctuation in the internship recruiter, even if the full value is denied.

Sur asked: "Why are there still people eager to be a coffin bearer?"

Intern Attendant: "They only saw eternal life, not the pain in it."

Sighing, he began to talk about his views on freedom.

It doesn't make sense to waste time talking about values ​​with people with different perspectives. Suer chooses to interrupt and then gets straight to the point: "I want to eliminate the poison king completely."

The trainee receptionist suddenly smiled grimly: "Okay, but you have to be a coffin carrier."

Su Er lowered his face, Ji Heng calmly stepped forward and gave him a look...go.

Just one second before Ji Heng was about to throw out the talisman, the trainee receptionist slowly said, "It's 9:30. Not long ago, I gave the children in town a little money and asked him to inform the police at 9:30. Those in charge, come to this private house to catch the fugitive."

Lifted his eyes and looked out the window: "Counting them they will have a quarter of an hour at most."

The trainee transferor retracted his gaze and stared at Ji Heng: "You can't end a battle in a quarter of an hour, even if you may be able to defeat me, who is now broken in strength."

Ji Heng said coldly: "What is your purpose?"

The intern trainee stood up, pointed at Suer and said: "I can see his disdain and disgust for the coffin carrier. The man named Xu He has always dreamed of becoming a coffin carrier. When he came, he found that he was struggling to pursue it. Isn’t it fun to get everything from others easily?"

"Furthermore, it is interesting to see that you two have a good relationship. In order to survive, it is also very interesting to let your companions become coffins."

Faced with undisguised malice, Sur's fingers closed slightly.

"Promise him." Ji Heng said suddenly.

"Ok?"

Ji Heng: "There is no better way right now."

The intern attendant watched with interest the screen of his friend about to turn back.

Sur was not angry, and he pondered for a moment: "Sacrificing a preservation of the overall situation is the way out."

Ji Heng nodded and asked, "The God of Freedom has been betrayed and blackened. You are now being treated unfairly. What should you do after becoming a coffin bearer?"

Sur thought for a while: "Get revenge on society."

Ji Heng smiled with satisfaction: "How to get revenge?"

Sur slowly uttered four words: "Unlimited copy."

Ji Heng then looked at the trainee transfer: "Since you want him to stay in the game forever, hurry up and start."

Speaking generously, he stepped aside and let Sur stand alone.

The trainee receptionist stretched out his hand, his ambition smile was not yet fully outlined, his entire arm was suddenly swept by blue flames, and even though he rolled on the ground in pain, the fire didn't mean to go out at all.

At first, the intern trainee thought it was Ji Heng who was playing a ghost, until he felt the threat of death, he realized that it was the will of the game.

why?

Why does the game treat him in a way that punishes a traitor, clearly that he hasn’t violated any rules?!

There were only more than ten minutes left until the people from the Management Bureau arrived, but Ji Heng spent five minutes talking about Suer's performance in Tianji City, focusing on the zombie ending.

"If you are a game, what is your first reaction when you see subordinates trying to keep such players in the game forever?"

The intern trainee put himself in and thought about it, and reluctantly spit out a sentence: "There are always sluts who want to hurt me!"