The saint said there were more than one reward, and she looked tired.
Heavily polluted, reduced to weirdness, but still remembers his responsibilities.
[Memo] Rule 6.
[The Son and the Saint cannot leave the town.
When you are tired of this, choose a successor from outsiders to carry on your work.
Please remember that your work is great and the Morning Star will always be with you. 】
Su Qingyu suspected that the saint intended to choose an heir in this round of games.
Therefore, victory is not necessarily the optimal solution.
The optimal solution is to end the game.
The danger of team dungeons is that you never know what your teammates are thinking.
Painted painting difficult to draw tiger bone, Clothes make the man.
This is a team that seems to be in harmony with each other but is a team made up of temporary teammates. As long as there is an interest dispute, it will easily fall apart.
Su Qingyu was worried that her words would be polluted, so she sent seven messages in a row in the group:
"Luo Zixuan, don't make a decision in a hurry. Think about the memo I sent to the group this afternoon.
You must have gotten clues from other places that the final reward in this game is the boat ticket.
The boat ticket corresponds to the A-level clearance method, and the hope of leaving the dungeon is indeed high.
But have you noticed?
The saint said that there is more than one reward.
If you win this game, get the ticket, and become the heir chosen by the Saint, then you must stay, because the Son and the Saint can never leave the town.
The ticket is bearer.
When the time comes, will you give the ticket away, or keep it as a beautiful memory? "
Luo Zixuan's face changed unexpectedly when she saw the news.
She replied: I am a slut and cannot enter the church. She will not choose me as her successor.
Su Qingyu continued typing: "Then have you considered that identity determines qualifications from the beginning.
If the saint really has the intention to choose a successor, and one person has to die every round of the game, then in the end, if you win, but it doesn't comply with the rules, what will be the outcome? "
Luo Zixuan breathed a long sigh of relief, put down her phone, and looked at Su Qingyu, whose face was not very good.
If the Saint hadn't said she was tired just now, she would have really been able to try for the final victory prize.
But the saint said she was tired, plus the other rewards in the game and the seventh item in the memo, Luo Zixuan felt that what Su Qingyu said was very likely to happen.
He who knows the current affairs is a hero.
There are no permanent friends and no permanent enemies, only eternal interests.
Luo Zixuan tucked the messy hair on her cheek behind her ears, and found that everyone was looking at her nervously, so she laughed softly: "Well, don't look at me with such serious eyes, I'm just talking to everyone. Just a little joke.
Just in line with everyone, I agree to end this game. "
Zhu Shanhai breathed a long sigh of relief. He was still thinking about how to persuade Luo Zixuan to give up.
After all, as a leader, the last thing he wants is infighting.
The five people were brought in completely, and he also wanted to take them out completely.
The little girl dressed in Lolita giggled. She shook her little feet, tilted her head and said to the saint: "I want to go back to the orphanage to eat lollipops, I don't want to sit here.
Your game has nothing to do with the welfare home. You'd better not call us next time. "
In the welfare home, children under eight years old do not need to drink holy water.
If the elderly are over eighty years old, if the side effects of the holy water have not yet appeared, they can stop taking it and live in a welfare home.
The bearded man immediately expressed his position: "They don't play, and I don't play either. My wife died playing this game, and I don't want to follow in her footsteps.
Every time we play the game, we natives of the town are the casualties.
I don’t want to be a foil to that group of outsiders. "
The saint lowered her eyes and announced that the game was over.
She left here expressionlessly, walked through the long, narrow and deep underground passage, and walked into the unknown darkness.
When the sun rises tomorrow, she will still be a saint and the hope of the residents of this small town.
She would take boxes of the red drink from a white truck and give it as holy water to all the believers.
Standing on the high altar, supporting her empty body, she completed her mission.
Seeing the saint leave, Lily followed her from behind.
After a while, Su Qingyu saw Lily returning with a sad expression. She walked up to Su Qingyu, suddenly hugged Su Qingyu, and said in her ear: "Tonight, come to my house alone, and I will tell you about the town. secret.
Of course, all this is conditional.
You have to help me see the Son. "
Then, Lily let go of Su Qingyu and left the villa.
[Wax Town] Rule 4.
[Try not to move separately at night. 】
The rules use "as much as possible" rather than an absolute prohibition.
Just see if it's worth the risk.
After everyone dispersed, Zhu Shanhai slapped the table: "Tomorrow is the beginning of the month, and trucks with star marks will go to the town to deliver holy water.
We couldn’t leave by boat, so we left by car.
Anyway, we have got the red drink, which is enough for us to take out and rescue people. "
White fire is like ice and snow that never melts: "This red drink has side effects, just like a thirsty person drinking sea water. It does not save people, but harms them."
“I’ve had red drinks and I’ve had blue drinks.
The summary of experience is that red drinks can suppress pollution, but taking too much will cause side effects, leading to memory loss and stiff limbs.
Blue drinks can deepen pollution, and just one drop can cause severe hallucinations and greatly reduce cognition.
Both drinks are very expensive. "
Su Qingyu told his guess, and Zhu Shanhai recorded it in detail, preparing to bring it back to the red organization for his teammates to study.
Zhuang Xiaodie held her face in her hands and said: "The truck with the star logo is for transporting red drinks. So if we sneak into this truck, will it be transported directly to Daystar headquarters?"
"It's very possible." Su Qingyu shuddered when she thought of the lingering Venus Group.
Luo Zixuan crossed her arms: "How about we call the Saint back, discuss with her, let him play a few more games, and then separate us.
That way we don't have to compete with each other.
In the end, winning or losing depends on one's ability. "
Su Qingyu raised her hand: "Come on, you convince the saint, and I will give you a red envelope."
Luo Zixuan muttered: "I can't enter the church. Whoever can enter the church will persuade me."
Bai Huo nodded: "I will give it a try."
Luo Zixuan looked at Bai Huo with some surprise: "You agreed happily and you don't care about the smallest things."
"That's very dangerous, you have to be careful." Zhuang Xiaodie was a little worried.
Bai Huo smiled faintly at her: "Don't worry, I have a sense of discretion."
Because of this game, it's late at night.
The wax figure on the second floor suddenly fell from a height and hit the floor on the first floor with a "snap", waking up everyone who was chatting.
