In the crisis survival game, relying on space to win numbness

【00: 30】

In everyone's sight, there is an extra countdown to the rollback.

Li Yang and Liu Guodong, who held weapons in their hands, looked at each other for a second.

But neither of them intended to take a step back.

The atmosphere has been heightened to this point, and the two of them obviously don't want to be dubbed the counselors who ran away.

"You two, do you still want to fight?"

Linglie's cold voice, with a trace of disdain, came out from Mo Tianze's thin lips.

Everyone's eyes flicked and stopped on him.

He spoke very slowly.

But five words, but there is a sense of oppression that makes people feel chills.

Bai Yu couldn't help it either, and glanced at him again.

Mo Tianze sat on the wooden bench from the beginning to the end.

Bandages were wrapped around the palms like neuropathy in the front.

Now it is the cold white index finger that is gently clasping the wooden table, as if it is brewing something.

With a straight body, his back was facing Li Yang and Liu Guodong.

The peaked cap has a long brim and is pressed down very low, revealing only half of the face.

The complexion is cold and fair, the jaw line is beautiful, and the bridge of the nose looks tall.

He looked like a capable player with handsome features.

He couldn't see his eyes, even though Bai Yu had a delicate mind, he couldn't figure out what kind of person he was.

On the contrary, he felt that the aura of his whole body was a bit cold, cruel, and mysterious.

The others looked at Mo Tianze, and then at the two red-eyed men who were eager to try with their weapons in hand. Without saying a word, they walked to the wooden table silently and sat down.

"No more fights! No more fights!" Li Yang smiled shyly when he heard the words, and glanced at Liu Guodong after speaking, and said in an unforgiving tone:
"Since the boss has spoken, I don't want to be as knowledgeable as you! But you'd better be careful in the next few days!"

After speaking, he walked quickly to Mo Tianze and sat down next to him.

"you--"

Liu Guodong over there glanced at everyone, his lips twitched, and finally he clenched his fists and put away the hatchet.

Luo Qingzhu, who had never spoken much, suggested at this time:

"Since Brother Tianze has contributed the recovery props, everyone should try to be more restrained in the future, and act more resemblingly. Before the plot is unlocked, don't reveal your identity in advance."

Everyone recognized her words and nodded in unison.

【00: 39】

【00: 05】

Two countdowns appeared in everyone's view.

Looking at the time, there are less than 5 seconds left before resetting.

Seeing this, Bai Yu and Lu Yuxi had no choice but to go back to the wooden table and sit down like everyone else.

【00: 01】

【00: 00】

With the end of the countdown to the rollback props, the surrounding environment has changed.

Ripples of water appeared in front of my eyes.

The players only felt that their eyes were dark.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that they had been rearranged and sat on both sides of the wooden table according to the previous seats.

But this time, everyone didn't have any weapons in their hands.

The picture is static.

They seemed to be having an enthusiastic conversation with the kind-hearted Ayin's parents.

As for Ah Yin, his face was calm and he was not in a coma.

She was sitting next to her brother Ah Leng who was full of anger, carefully burying her head in eating a piece of barbecue.

Fortunately, the cups with snakeberry juice in front of everyone were already empty without following the "back file".

Seok Sung Gum and Kim Min Sook were not seen.

The players' seats are obviously much looser.

In addition, this time the meals were all held by hand, and no bowls and chopsticks were placed, so there was no change in the number of people.

It seems that in the beginning, there were only eight of Ah Yin's classmates.

Ayin's parents had benevolent smiles on their faces, showing no sign of turning their backs. (end of this chapter)