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After hearing the voice that belonged only to Mo Li, Wang Quan's body stiffened and his face changed slightly. He subconsciously wanted to take the pistol from his drawer, but then he smiled bitterly, stood up obediently, turned to look at Mo Li, and said softly.

"I'm sorry, Chief."

"I didn't know it was you."

Mo Li waved his hand gently, as if he didn't care about this matter. He walked slowly to the desk, picked up a book casually, and said lightly.

"I used to love reading. In this world of material scarcity, reading is the easiest form of entertainment."

"But I don't know since when I stopped reading."

Wang Quan did not respond rashly, but just lowered his head, his mind racing, wondering why Mo Li suddenly came to him, but after thinking about it, it didn't seem to be good news.

Mo Li glanced at Wang Quan nonchalantly, seeing his vigilance and alertness, he suddenly felt disappointed, gently placed the book on the table, and spoke slowly.

"At the beginning, I tried my best to protect you and let you survive the riot."

"But now it seems that you don't seem to appreciate me."

Wang Quan frowned, feeling that Mo Li was indescribably strange today. He could only lower his head slightly and spoke softly.

"Not killing is saving lives."

"Of course I am grateful for saving my life."

Mo Li smiled bitterly and shook his head, pressing his right hand lightly on the cover of the book, and said helplessly.

"Why do you say that? You have never been grateful to me. On the contrary, you should have regretted countless times in your heart for your cowardice."

Wang Quan's expression remained unchanged, he just spoke calmly in a normal manner.

"How could that be? That was my own choice. Whether I regret it or not, I will always remember the great favor of saving my life."

"I will always remember you until the day I am buried."

Mo Li seemed not to be listening to Wang Quan's explanation. His fingers lightly brushed over the sunken printed characters on the cover and he spoke in a low voice.

"My idea was actually very simple. I thought that if I let you see the true nature of those people, you would become the same person as Liu Yong."

"But unfortunately, you are even less determined than I thought. The balance in your heart should have already tipped towards the Shield Stronghold."

"How ironic. In your previous life, you died in the Shield Stronghold. You and that stronghold have never been destined to be together."

Wang Quan narrowed his eyes slightly, and finally stopped hiding anything. He looked at Mo Li who had exposed his thoughts, and spoke slowly.

"I am indeed grateful for your saving my life, but I still can't figure out why you saved me."

"I'm not a talented person. Liu Yong is obviously better at managing the base than me. Compared to other people in the base, I don't have any special abilities."

"I once thought that you saved me in order to contain Liu Yong's secret expansion, but now it seems that an immortal like you does not need me to be a pawn to check and balance Liu Yong."

"Why? Why on earth did you save a humiliated and useless person like me in the first place?"

"What good does this do for you?"

Mo Li was stunned when he heard this, and recalled the scene of that day for the first time in a long time. He withdrew his hand and spoke in a slightly low voice.

"In fact, the answer is simpler than you think. I hated Liu Yong back then, and of course I hate him now, too."

"During that riot, I could never consider Liu Yong as one of my own. Every move, every breath, every pore of his body was affected by it."

"They all emit something that makes me feel sick."

Mo Li glanced sideways at Wang Quan standing beside him and spoke softly.

"I need a friend, a friend like you."

"With such naive thoughts, I saved you and let you see what I wanted you to see."

"But now it seems that I have failed. I don't need friends, and you are destined not to be my friend."

Wang Quan clenched his fists slightly. The emotions that had been accumulated in his heart for a long time seemed to be about to explode. He frowned and asked in a low voice.

"Master Chief, what do you want to tell me?"

Mo Li turned slightly and spoke word by word.

"I want to give you a chance to live."

Chapter 192 Friends (Part 2)

"I want to give you a chance to live."

Hearing Mo Li say this suddenly, Wang Quan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, somewhat doubting whether he had heard it wrong. He frowned and asked cautiously.

"What does it mean?"

Mo Li did not show any impatience. He took the initiative to open the drawer of Wang Quan's desk, took out the pistol hidden inside, and loaded the bullets under the pages of the book into the magazine one by one.

Watching Mo Li's actions, Wang Quan instantly became nervous. Hidden in his desk was an extremely nostalgic revolver with exactly six magazines, making it the best choice for playing Russian roulette.

However, Mo Li had no intention of playing Russian roulette. He loaded six bullets, then placed the revolver on the table, looked up at Wang Quan, and spoke softly.

"I want to play one last game with you."

"These six bullets represent the lives of six people. You can use these six bullets to exchange for six people leaving the ancient city stronghold, including yourself, or you can keep no one leaving and use these six bullets to kill six people."

"No matter who you kill, I will help you."

Wang Quan instinctively sensed something strange. Today's Mo Li seemed to be completely different from the Mo Li he had seen in the past. He took a step back warily and said with a frown.

"Master Chief, I don't understand."

"Why do you suddenly have such a strange idea?"

Mo Li's left hand gently pressed on the revolver, his fingers stroked the gun body, and he spoke lightly.

"It's not that strange, I just suddenly feel the need to play this last game with you."

"I want to see, after going through so much, what is the difference between you and the original Wang Quan."

Wang Quan lowered his brows and spoke softly.

"What if I refuse?"

Mo Li smiled when he heard this, but there was no smile in his eyes, only helplessness. He withdrew his fingertips and spoke slowly.

"You couldn't refuse. Besides, you were obviously a little excited when I mentioned that you could leave."

"In fact, you have wanted to leave this base for a long time, but you just can't leave."

"I have nothing to be afraid of. Under my rule, people here want to escape. I don't care about these things because from the beginning, I didn't care about what these people thought."

"One more for you is not more, and one for you less is not more."

Wang Quan's throat moved slightly, his eyes wandered, and he forced himself not to look at the revolver on the table.

Mo Li was right. He had long been tired of this hellish stronghold. He would rather die than live in this ancient city.

But on the other hand, he couldn't let go of his sister, and couldn't let go of Gao Lian and Li Yi who had been with him for so many years, so even though he was in pain, he couldn't make himself live happier.

Wang Quan struggled in his heart, but finally answered with a blank expression.

"I reject."

He was afraid, afraid of Mo Li's mood swings, afraid that everything was a test, so he didn't dare to make this decision.

Mo Li had expected this and did not show any surprise. He lowered his eyebrows and spoke calmly.

"I want to tell you something very important."

"In a few days, everyone in this ancient city will die."

"If you miss this opportunity, you, your sister, and your two good friends will have to serve as part of my zombie army."

Wang Quan's breath was choked, and for a moment he was unable to determine whether what Mo Li said was true or false. After witnessing Mo Li's immortality and various strange abilities, he did not doubt whether Mo Li could do such a thing.

But is this true or false?

Mo Li's expression gradually became colder, his eyes were indifferent, and he spoke coldly to Wang Quan.

"I didn't mean to lie to you, and I won't say the same thing a second time."

"This is your only chance. Take this revolver and you'll have your last chance to survive. If you miss it, not even I can save you."

"I will count to three. After three, nothing can be changed."

Hearing this, Wang Quan struggled and was unable to make a decision. A cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Mo Li seemed to have exhausted his patience and began to count down.

"three."

"two."

"one."

When he counted to the last number, Wang Quan suddenly pressed down Mo Li's palm and suppressed the revolver. He lowered his head slightly, his eyes flickering, and asked in a low voice.

"Can you tell me why you would do such a thing?"

Mo Li answered frankly without any hesitation.

"I need a group of zombies that won't consume supplies, won't be hungry, won't be afraid, and won't cry out in pain."

Wang Quan's teeth chattered and he made a sound of inhaling. There was determination in his eyes. He took the revolver resolutely and said coldly.

"I have cursed you countless times in my heart, cursing you to die a miserable death!"

Mo Li nodded lightly and said indifferently.

"I know that you are not the only one who thinks like you."

"But I don't care."

Wang Quan held the revolver, pulled the safety bolt, pointed it at Mo Li from a distance, and asked.

"Can I kill you?"

Mo Li shook his head slightly, not paying attention to Wang Quan's offense, and spoke softly.

"Unfortunately, if you want to kill me, a revolver is not enough."

"Time is of the essence, you better make your decision quickly, but at the same time don't make a stupid decision."

"Don't tell anyone about what I said to you today, otherwise all the conditions will be invalidated."

After saying that, Mo Li seemed to have nothing more to say, so he did not stay any longer and turned to leave. His steps were slow and there was no sound of footsteps.

"Mo Li!"

Just as Mo Li walked to the door, Wang Quan suddenly called him. Mo Li turned around slowly, but the moment he turned around, a fist hit him hard in the face.

However, when the fist was still ten centimeters away from Mo Li's head, it was caught by Mo Li's palm and could not move forward any further.

Mo Li easily blocked Wang Quan's fist, pulled his body aside, and spoke softly.

"I can understand that you are in a state of emotional confusion right now, so you will do some irrational things."

"But the most important thing you should do now is to calm down. The fate of six people is in your hands."

"You can kill people, or you can save people."

"However, in my opinion, there is no need for you to kill anyone, because those people will not live long and will die eventually."

"It's better to exchange it for the chance for six people to survive."

Wang Quan steadied himself and breathed heavily, but he had no intention of taking action again. He seemed to have regained his composure. He straightened his back and asked very seriously.

"Can we have a few more places? Six is ​​still too few."

Mo Li glanced at it and said with some surprise.

"That's strange. I thought there couldn't be more than six people you cared about in the entire ancient city stronghold."

"But unfortunately, I don't have that much extra kindness, so this quota will not be increased."

Chapter 193 Letter

"I will wait for your final decision, but as a friend, I want to warn you."

“What you value may not be that important.”

“Many problems in this world require a long time to be answered.”

After saying this, Mo Li no longer had any attachment and was about to leave. At this moment, Wang Quan's shoulders trembled, and he began to laugh in a suppressed manner. His laughter was desolate and full of mockery.