Su Mingan raised his head hesitantly.

He's in really bad shape right now.

Sitting on the chair, his arms were still full of undried blood, and he even grabbed the blood bottle in his right hand, not even pulling out his weapon.

He felt a needle-like sharpness as he was completely locked.

Lin Jiang is not stupid either.

When she saw his situation during the day, she knew that he must be in the worst condition now, so she started early.

"I don't seem to have a conflict of interest with you." Su Ming'an said slowly.

"Who said no." Lin Jiang smiled: "You are a doctor."

"..."

"Tonight's file target is still me." Lin Jiang said.

Su Mingan was a little surprised.

He found that he still underestimated these top players.

He didn't even know where Lin Jiang got the news, obviously only he could see the panel.

"Why didn't you come during the day?" Su Mingan asked casually.

"[She] doesn't dare to come, you are a coward, and you still have to replace me." Lin Jiang sneered: "It should be very clear on my file, you should read my privacy clearly. ."

"Indeed." Su Ming'an did not deny it.

This file is really terrible, almost the most unbearable part of the privacy that people don't want to face, is clearly written on the panel, and everyone who is a doctor can see it all.

He is also glad that his identity is not a student, otherwise, if his own past is written down into a file and shown to any doctor... that is really something he doesn't want to see.

"Don't do it yet, wait for the CD?" Su Mingan watched Lin Jiang stand still, and even thought about chatting with him.

"Make a deal, Su Mingan." Lin Jiang said.

"Do, you say."

"It's really simple." Lin Jiang smiled: "Work with me."

"...?"

"I didn't come to chat with you either." Lin Jiang said: "As an assassin, if I really want to kill you, you will die the moment you enter the door, and you don't have to stand here and chat with you for a long time."

"Not necessarily." Su Mingan said.

"Yes, not necessarily." Lin Jiang said, "I'm also afraid of your backhand. Frankly speaking, the number one player, Su Ming'an, I'm afraid of you. I don't want to be your enemy, let alone kill you in front of the whole world. ."

"..."

"I know that my attack has a probability of success, but I don't want to bet on the possibility of failure." Lin Jiang said: "I'm afraid that you are in a state of high health now, so I'm tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg. "

As she spoke, she was still paying attention to Su Ming'an's expression.

Su Mingan knew what she was observing.

As long as he shows a little bit of fear now, and reveals the fact that he is actually in a shadow state, she may not hesitate to take action.

After all, he looks really good now, not even wearing a doctor's clothing, and is not protected by any night action.

They are still in a life-and-death situation.

Lin Jiang was still testing him.

But obviously, she didn't test out the result she wanted.

"If I'm in a state of high health now, you're already dead." Su Ming'an ignored her temptation and even played anti-psychology with her.

"Ha." Lin Jiang smiled and didn't take it seriously: "It doesn't matter, since I'm standing here, I've given up the idea of ​​starting a fight with you. I just... want to seek a better result. Su Ming'an, I think, You're a good talker, unlike Edward's idiots who are completely difficult to communicate."

Su Mingan looked at her.

Lin Jiang continued: "So, I think, instead of waiting in the room until you break in and kill me, I might as well find an opportunity to chat with you now."

"You can say it directly."

"I'll be your teammate, let's kill all the remaining students." Lin Jiang smiled, approached him, and in a very flat tone, spit out an extremely murderous plan: "Just tonight."

Her voice was very low, she kept it very low, and deliberately did not spread it out.

Su Mingan was a little surprised.

Lin Jiang wanted to exclude everyone except the two of them.

The rest are still alive, in addition to the two of them, there are nineteen people, including players and NPCs.

She is going to kill the remaining nineteen people with him this night.

This is to dye the floors of both floors red.

"It's a very good idea." Su Mingan had long expected that her method would be direct, but did not expect it to be so direct.

"Su Ming'an, when I learned that I would meet you, and that the target of your execution tonight was me, frankly, at that moment, I was very desperate." Lin Jiang admitted frankly.

Facing Su Mingan, who was still sitting on the chair, looking pale and in extremely poor condition, she still straightened her back, as if she was facing a great enemy, and did not let down any vigilance.

She was desperate, but she still thought of a way.

"So, I racked my brains, thinking if there is a way to avoid confronting you directly." Lin Jiang said, "If you can convince me of my method, I think my goal has been achieved— A doctor’s dereliction of duty will only be punished when a student reports it, and once everyone else is dead, no student will [report] you—only in this way, there will be no conflict of interest between us.”

Lin Jiang is a smart man.

She knew there was no chance of winning by waiting in the room.

As long as Su Mingan puts on the doctor's uniform and starts to act, then at night, she will not have any resistance. She must be facing Su Ming'an whose state has been adjusted, and she can't beat it.

She has only two options.

One was to kill Su Mingan before he started to act.

One is to work with him.

But no matter what, she has to come to this room.

Generally speaking, Lin Jiang can do it in the daytime, but unfortunately Xia Luoyang is a stumbling block and has been protecting Su Mingan.

She can only grab the first line of time before his action at night, grab such a little time, and arrive early.

This opportunity is fleeting.

She caught.

smart people.

"Then why do I believe that you won't report me during the day?" Su Ming'an said, "Or, why do you trust me and won't suddenly shoot at you at night? Night is my home game."

Lin Jiang stretched out his hand and clicked on him:

"Just because you are the first player."

She said: "If you were such a treacherous person, I wouldn't offer to cooperate with you. Of course, for me, too, I don't bother to report my companions to win. I don't like internal friction."

"Well..." Su Ming'an was noncommittal about her righteous and awe-inspiring words.

"Or, you can tell me where your doctor companion is, and I will kill him." Lin Jiang said: "As long as I also become a doctor, we will have the same interests in the true sense - this white sand paradise, only the rest will be left. Our two doctors."

"Okay." Su Mingan sold the young man's information without hesitation.

He really didn't like this kind of existence that suddenly came up to tell him stories.

"One person is responsible for one floor, there is no problem." Lin Jiang said.

"I'm fine, as long as you don't go wrong."

"Hmph..." Lin Jiang seemed very confident about this.

"Right." Su Mingan turned his head and glanced at the broken door:

"If you were more calm, you shouldn't have broken the door with such a big fanfare... it will cost me days of good sleep."

"I knocked, but you didn't respond." Lin Jiang said.

Su Mingan was stunned.

Is he in such a bad state that he can't even hear the knock on the door?

"You're really in a bad state, No. 1 player." Lin Jiang suddenly laughed: "It's so bad that even I, who are so cautious, have the desire to attack."

Su Mingan started walking, passed her, and smiled:

"It's okay to kill you."

...

[Main God Space·12 Zone Server]

"Click."

A "cluster" of blue flames burst out at once, dancing faintly between the intertwined fingers.

The white-haired man frowned as he looked at the gray sky, and the slender cigarette smoked out between his fingers.

"It's raining..." He breathed out smoke rings, looking a little tired.

Beside him, someone ducked and hid under the eaves, and outside the eaves was an overwhelming rain.

"—I don't know which **** it is, and he started playing with that shit-like weather structure system again." He slapped the gown on his body and shook off the raindrops: "shit—! I really don't know how long the brain circuits of these people are. Every day, they like to simulate rain, snow, and hail—that's how they like it. All this bad weather?"

"Don't say that, maybe he was born in a country with continuous rainy seasons." The white-haired man said with a smile.

"Are you saying, are these idiots homesick?"

"probably is."

"...I really don't know what that rabbit is doing like this, virtual architecture system? It's absurd, they're here to see our jokes? To see how we miss our homeland in embarrassment?"

"Maybe this thing works too."

"--what?"

"When Fulton invented the steamboat, scoffs didn't know it would usher in a new era."

"Can this be the same? Fulton is just that. If these things that that rabbit brought about are a change, I would rather this new era be dead. Humanity is long overdue, starting with the world wars of the last century. From the moment! Can you imagine? Such absurd, absurd things appear in this day and age - many people, like toys, like actors, are watched by their compatriots, and even so many people are amused, until now Not awake yet!"

"...Then what can we do." The white-haired man gently exhaled a smoke ring: "...Are we even sober?"

"What do you mean."

"Standing here, watching this illusory heavy rain made by people like shit, smoking a familiar cigarette, scolding our compatriots, and scolding us in reality..." the white-haired man said His eyes were slightly stagnant: "...It can't be considered sober."

He looked at the unstoppable heavy rain in front of him, and pulled a few strands of his hair wet in the rain behind his head: "At most, he will complain."

"I..." The man behind his back choked for a while.

"Don't be stubborn. Just a moment ago, your brief moment paused, and you answered me in your place."

"I just choked on your cigarette. Damn, can't you smoke less?"

"...Ha. If I can't do what I like to do here, it's no different from being a prisoner. It's not a no-smoking area by the street."

Although he said that, the white-haired man turned slightly sideways, not letting the smoke ring float past.

The two seemed to fall into a brief silence, leaning against the wall, looking at the pouring rain in front of them.

In the majestic rain, the fountains scattered with colorful colors are mixed with the fog-like rainwater.

In the dim sky, a red and green light flashed like a traffic light. Through the thin misty clear light, you can see people holding umbrella handles, walking through a damp, sparsely populated street.

According to the system time, it is night time.

But the changing weather makes day and night possible all the time. People's concept of time gradually blurred, and eventually time became only the timing numbers of copies.

The screens on the street were still showing the live broadcasts of the top players, but despair shone through every screen.

The sixth world, known as "the most difficult copy", "the most dangerous copy", and "the death copy" by people on the World Forum, has given people enormous mental pressure.

Even if you just look at it through the screen, you can feel the panic and despair conveyed in that picture.

And all of this, after some players really died, some players became madmen who lost their senses, and went crazy in the square, people's fears were amplified.

The reason why people dare to end, dare to participate in these underworld dungeons, and dare to experience pain and death, in fact, most of the reasons are because they "will not really die."

And now, this premise is showing signs of being broken.

Not really dead.

But it would be crazy.

...no one wants to be a lunatic.

Even the traffic in the main **** space is much less now, and many people don't even dare to stop at the kind of teahouse where people gather to watch the live broadcast, because they will be afraid after watching it for a long time.

Panic is like an ocean of tides, which can spread easily among people.

It seems that there is an invisible air pressure among people, and various kinds of posts expressing negative emotions and pessimism emerge in an endless stream.

People who were originally motivated by the progress bar of all human beings and inspired by the human self-rescue meeting of the United Group, who resolutely wanted to end the game, were splashed with cold water on their heads.

People are in a trough~lightnovelpub.net~ Huh..." The white-haired man exhaled a smoke ring and looked up at the gray sky.

Time passed in silence, and people came and went.

During the time they were standing still, several hurried figures passed by in the heavy rain.

Between them, carrying a man tied to a white stretcher. The man opened his mindless eyes and muttered to himself, as if he had become a demented child.

"...No one can escape, no one can escape, we're all going to face hell..."

"I can't escape, it's already... it's too late..."

In his mouth, he murmured words, the voice wandered in the rain, and swayed to this side.

People were carrying stretchers, their faces solemn, and they passed quickly, heading towards a tall building, and soon disappeared into the rain.

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