The Survival Game

Chapter 59 When the Night of Peace Gone

Huhu.

My body is falling, the same experience as bungee jumping, slowly falling from a very high position, it is also like going from the identity of the captain to the road of despair.

Under the shining light, everyone held their breath subconsciously. There was no gas of any color, but they were exposed to the harmonious sunlight.

If they could still leave here, everyone should be in a state of enjoying the sun comfortably, but now they are extremely cautious even when speaking.

"Last words? I think you're doomed, so talk less, um..."

Qian Duoduo's speech probably represents the position of some people.

The inhalation of the gas made us realize the shortness of time, about 10 minutes, and when we noticed that the dizziness effect intensified, it meant that the factor of that gas really started to play a role.

Strictly speaking, before realizing the problem and completely falling asleep, the superimposed time of completely calm thinking is the golden 5 minutes without being disturbed, which is now.

"The last words I said are just in case. If possible, I certainly hope to live to the end. Everyone of you is like this, whether it's lying or pretending to be identities, what's the matter?" Right and wrong."

It seems that because of the influence of the gas, my character has also become a little sad.

Swipe, and the look in Shang Zhiyuan's eyes also made me completely unable to continue thinking and talking. I know that everything I said will become a loophole for attacks and attacks, but my point of view remains unchanged.

The Howler is not necessarily evil, he is just like us, he just took a plane as an ordinary person and came to this damn flight.

And this thinking will also be the key to open a new door for me!

"You said the Howlers weren't evil, but why...why would they kill us?"

Liu Nian subconsciously put on the glasses, which seemed to be the limit of emotional changes. Schizophrenia also has a characteristic. Every patient will face it or escape in his own way.

It all depends on which personality they rely on more.

"justice."

I uttered such shocking words, and when everyone was less than a minute away from falling asleep, I also had great feelings in my heart.

"Of course it is a kind of justice. If it is from the perspective of forcing the game, they should die here if they didn't make a deliberate decision. They should be treated as aliens, and even a little bit eaten away by those so-called good identities."

I smiled. People who know how to laugh at themselves are equivalent to accepting their own sad side.

"So, killing people is just a forced act, isn't it the same for us, old man, when you kill people, you are far less honest than Wang Qiang, at least he can face his fate as an executioner, but you can't .”

The words full of deep meaning are nonsense on the other side, or they may have discovered something, I understand, when everyone’s head is in a daze, what can be recalled, is it right? What about that weak answer?

"Amen……"

rumble!During my drowsiness, I saw the white shadows shuttling, which seemed to be mixed with colorful symbols, like a fairy tale full of interesting scenes, whether those represent our lives, I don’t know why there is such a guess.

Heck, it was falling heavily. In the rain of blood, I saw people falling down. Those black symbols were so monotonous, but they penetrated so deep into the enemy that they killed angels who didn't look like demons. do.

Passing by is just for me to accept in this form, but it is understandable. The legion under the command of God is divided into two, logged on this plane in the form of human beings, and started a crazy battle with each other.

There are no bullets and gunpowder smoke, but full of cruel battles.

Suddenly, at that moment, I saw a strong dazzling light, jumping to my eyes, it was not black, let alone white, but a figure full of incomparable brilliance and gray breath.

Such a familiar curve, a familiar face, if it was not clearly in the dream, I would almost call out her name.

But that figure seemed unwilling to leave any good memories in his dreams.

"It's a pity, I just look like my sister..."

what! !

Smiling, piercing the last of my consciousness in sleep.

If dreams are considered reality and reality is just a dream, is the world I wake up in real or fake?

It's really an intriguing question, and I also feel that Xia Ling's sister may not really exist in the game, it is a kind of prophecy for the future time period.

Maybe I can really win this game alive and meet her on another stage.

But I still don't understand, what does this have to do with this game?Still a meaningless dream...

"It's okay, you, every time you wake up, you have such a big reaction. Fortunately, you are the captain, and you are the first to know our identities."

That guy Liu Nian, with a hint of sneer on his face, just gave me a friendly whipping.

"What, I just... happened to have a nightmare."

Fortunately, I am still alive. This is the first good news I have faced. In various senses, I have carried the halo of the captain to the present. It is indeed gratifying.

Unfortunately, other people didn't think the same as Liu Nian.

"Now, you lack an explanation, Captain."

This kind of unfriendly tone was not only in Qian Duoduo's mouth, including the two children, they all looked at my face, every breath and movement of me, showing a reaction called panic.

why?

You must give me a satisfactory answer. Of course I know that I am full of suspicions, but that is my self-deprecating analysis. If the captain may be the murderer, then every other identity on the plane is also possible.

I didn't fight back angrily and naively just because I was accused, but this situation is completely based on the fact that most players are not very good at expressing their opinions and choosing voters.

"I think you're in some trouble this time."

Wang Qiang also showed a regretful expression, as if he was telling me, brother, I really want to help you, but that's all.

He definitely won't vote for me, probably not, now that he has entered a really intense stage, and the final decisive round is not far away.

"Of course it's troublesome. The one who died was the person who contradicted you, kid. The person you called a devil, and the person who killed your beloved female forensic doctor, you can't wait to send them all to hell now."

Shang Zhiyuan looked at me with interest.

Looking at all the people who found the blood on my arm, following their gazes, I discovered that some unknown clues had appeared on the ground.

Those dazzling spots, the bloody traces, including the clues on my body and the old man's body, if I hadn't personally participated in the obliteration, no one would have believed that I would still have a good positive identity.

That’s right, it’s just so helpless, the gray figure I’ve always been less optimistic about, the priest who used to stand between black and white, unexpectedly left us like this.

The old man died.

There is not much expression, eyes are wide open, surprised, but at the same time seems to be very stable, there is a smile on the corner of the mouth.

A suspect left, but I couldn't be happier.

"So, you're right to suspect me. Just because of the previous round of speeches, just because Xia Ling died, and also stood on the PK stage, so you think I must hold resentment?"

Hate?

Ha ha, this is an eternal and endless topic.