Chapter 212: He went dark for 30 years in the survival game

However, the girl was able to restrain the murderous intention in her heart.

It surprised him a little.

If you have such strong self-control, how could you be selected into this game?

Yu held his forehead with his slender fingers, looking slightly dazed, trying to recall information about Wen Yao.

But after a few seconds, the young man's calm and relaxed face gradually became distorted.

Head hurts.

It was as if there was a pros and cons, two carriages running in opposite directions, constantly being pulled in his mind.

One moment this one has the upper hand and the left side of the brain is in severe pain, the other moment the other one has the upper hand and the right side of the brain is in severe pain.

One ebbs and flows, and the only one who feels the pain is his head.

Yu was forced to give up thinking.

Tsk.

The side effects are so serious.

I can't remember it and can't help it.

No matter who Wen Yao was before or why she was selected into this game, it would be best if she could control her desire to kill.

I just know how boring toys are to kill people.

And... No. 16 and her followers.

How interesting.

People who have always lived cautiously by clinging to others suddenly have the ability to attack.

The person who has always been bossing around and having the absolute initiative has become the one being attacked.

Keeping those two people for the time being... might allow him to see more exciting scenes.

Wen Yao's willingness to let the two go was very much in line with his wishes.

But...the look that that good-for-nothing man gave Wen Yao before leaving...

It's really frustrating.

Rather than appreciating the man and No. 16 killing each other, he seemed to hate seeing him staring at the girl.

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"So, where did Tang Li go?"

What just happened was like a farce.

After going around in a big circle, going through the small twists and turns on the 16th, I finally came back around.

Wen Yao came to the corridor to find Tang Li.

The young man let out an exaggerated "ha".

All I know is that it's no fun asking that idiot for his toy.

Isn't she quite smart?

At this time, you should find a way to make him reveal the pattern on his hand.

If it were really forty cats hunting ten rats, there would definitely be cat players whose target was the same rat.

There is also a competitive relationship between cats.

Wen Yao should now determine whether he is really a cat, and if so, whether he is the same as her prey.

Before she could figure out his identity, she asked about Tang Li again?

What’s so good about Tang Li?

"Him? Didn't I say that? He's dead." The young man kicked the door frame.

The black walnut wooden door was dented by Wen Yao's punch just now. Now the young man kicked it lightly, seemingly without any force, but it fell down completely.

The system weakly interjected: "Host, the blackening value of the fragments is +5!"

Wen Yao listened to Xiao Tong's blackening value report dozens if not hundreds of times.

She immediately discovered something was wrong in Xiao Tong's words.

"Xiao Tong, what is the current total blackening value of the fragments?"

The system will tell you the overall value every time, but not this time.

"It seems...it seems...90?"

really.

If the system has a weak heart, the mechanical sound will produce particularly obvious abnormalities.

Not only can it not detect who the fragment is now, but it can't even detect the total blackening value of the fragment?

Finding that its host had not spoken for a long time, the system went from a little nervous at the beginning to a little aggrieved: "Host, I don't know why, the total blackening value of the fragments has been fluctuating recently."

"One moment it looks like 70, and the next moment it looks like 100. It's very unstable. If it changes a few times, I won't be able to display a fixed value here..."