After Shi Cheng came down, someone asked, and sure enough, the answer he got was the same as what Bai Huai said. The small prompt on the screen was that if he told the truth and helped the player survive, he would be able to clear all debts and get points as rewards.
Shi Cheng ignored everyone's looks and hurried to the canteen. He was very hungry.
He thought he would starve to death, but he didn't expect to survive. At this moment, he didn't even hate the game.
If the other party hadn't given him a way to survive, he wouldn't have survived.
In the next month, the R-size players staged various betrayal dramas. If it weren't for the infrequent draws, most of the R-sized players might have died.
Even so, there are still many familiar faces missing.
Fortunately, the game targeting period has passed, and now when people from the Qianyan team play the game, there are almost no penalty reminders.
Everyone slowly paid back the points they owed, and there was still a small amount left. You may not be able to live a life of luxury and luxury, but you still have no problem maintaining basic food, drink, and shelter.
However, they could only live in the dormitory-like room at the beginning, with the worst food and drink. They even had to think about the next accident, stocking up a lot of food and water in the room, and using points to renew for a long time. Time room charges.
Living one by one is like a person from a small place going to a big city to find a job. He has to live in poverty. In short, it is not easy.
On the other hand, those players who had betrayed their teammates still squandered a lot of points and lived very comfortably.
Even if there is a great crisis, even if everyone around them is wary of each other, they are still living well.
Jing Xiyuan knew that the current situation was very dangerous.
There are currently only eleven people left in the team, and it is likely to fall apart at any time.
"Your companion is anxious every day and looks for people to ask for information. Aren't you worried?" Bai Huai couldn't help it anymore. When he met Qian Yan alone, he came over to talk.
When not playing games, Jing Xiyuan will not be with Qian Yan all the time.
Now he is more anxious about how to survive here, and he no longer pays much attention to her.
"Actually, even if you are sick, you don't have to give up." Bai Huai said with encouragement, "No matter what, it is better to live."
Qian Yan: "Which of your eyes noticed that I wanted to die?"
Bai Huai: "..."
She looked unconcerned, sitting on a chair and basking in the sun when she had nothing to do. Her style was completely different from other people's. I didn't see anyone more relaxed than her.
Besides looking down on life and death, what else could it be?
"Next time if you can't find someone to make up the number, I can help you. At least I can eliminate a cage situation for you."
Qian Yan: "Thank you."
"You're welcome. When we were young, our teachers always taught us to respect the elderly, love the young, and take care of the sick and weak." Bai Huai grinned, "This is the basis of being a good citizen."
Qian Yan: "You are probably the only one who can still feel like a good citizen here."
Bai Huai wanted to say something else. The number plate on Qianyan's arm was flashing red. His expression was not good. Why did he hit her again?
"Game Island is not very humane. Patients like you don't know if there is compassion in caring for them."
Qian Yan was amused by Bai Huai's thoughts. Will there be sympathy on the Death Game Island?
Qian Yan: "I'm going over."
"Hey, let's come together. I'll go and have a look. If you get an 11... Bah, bah, bah!" Bai Huai slapped himself quickly, which is something that even experienced five-star difficulty players rarely encounter. "I always say what I said. It doesn’t work.”
But two minutes later, Qian Yan drew 11 cages, and Bai Huai wanted to give himself a slap in the face.
