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[Holy shit, No. 9’s acuity is so high, it’s so scary! ]
[Isn’t there no barrage for newcomers? How does she know that No. 6 is watching the barrage? ]
[You're just blind, maybe it's just to see the host's reaction. Host, don't fall into the trap! ]
[Don’t expose us! If this newcomer fails to make it through his first show, wouldn’t it be a waste of emotion...]
[I remember there seems to be a rule that you can’t expose barrages in front of newcomers. At best, newcomers know about live broadcasting, but they don’t know how it works. ]
[Yes, after all, barrage may bring some "benefits" to newcomers. ]
[No. 9 cannot be a relative of any adult! This is the first newcomer I have ever seen who discovered Danmaku. ]
Seeing No. 6 lowering his head and remaining silent, Song Qiao became even more convinced that what she had just casually asked was right.
The game said at the beginning that her live broadcast permission was not turned on, and the familiar look on her personal homepage... Although her page was blank except for her personal attributes, she still felt that it was a bit strange that her avatar occupied the top middle of the screen. .
I just don’t know who the live broadcast in this game is for. Is it realistic? still……
Song Qiao lowered her gaze. With her No. 6 personality, she could tell everything she knew in order to save her life. Based on the current observed situation, No. 6 is probably a scumbag, otherwise, how could he rely on Song Qiao to save his life? Since she didn't dare to say it, it seemed that the game had some rules that newcomers didn't know about that restricted her.
These are small things. Knowing the rules of the game is the most important thing. Song Qiao has got what she wants.
She didn't make things difficult for No. 6 anymore. She waved her hand and said, "Okay, just pretend I didn't ask. Can you still walk? Get up and I'll help you get the medicine together."
No. 6 cannot be left alone here. Song Qiao must ensure that No. 6 is always in her sight before the end of the day. The conversation that takes place here must not be known to a third person.
They have their own interests and paths, but they still unite at this moment.
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[Current time: 21:30 at night, the first focused discussion will be held in the living room at 22:00, players please arrive on time. 】
A male voice asked: "Did you all hear that?"
"I heard it." Song Qiao rubbed her swollen forehead. A few hours of running around had made her a little depressed. As a college student who often stayed in the dormitory or spent time in the library, the distance from the dormitory to the library every day was Even taking the school bus, I didn't get any good exercise at all, and my body scores were barely above the line.
After running up and down with No. 6 for a whole circle without finding the medicine, Song Qiao not only had to walk by herself, but also carried half of No. 6's weight, which made her wonder whether it was right or wrong to take No. 6 with her.
Fortunately, I finally found a few old wooden boards and dusty hemp rope in the utility room, so I could do some simple work on the legs.
The utility room is on the first floor. When Song Qiao took the wooden board and went out, a figure much taller than her blocked her way.
"I'm number 8." The other party got straight to the point and greeted Song Qiao with a smile, "What's your number? Do you need help?"
Without waiting for Song Qiao to answer, the other party looked down at the things in her hands as if she were familiar with it, then looked at No. 6 who was resting not far away, and said, "Is she injured? I happen to be a student of the Department of Medicine at X University , today is my first time here, do you know where this place is? I'm helping her treat her, can you take me with you?"
After hearing the identity of the other party as a medical student, Song Qiao swallowed the rejection that was about to blurt out. For the sake of No. 6 and her health, she decisively agreed to No. 8: "I am also a newcomer. If you can help, please bring it on."
No. 8 enthusiastically took the wooden board from Song Qiao's hand, and the two walked in the direction of No. 6, casually asking: "Have you always been together?"
Song Qiao and No. 6 looked at each other, and Song Qiao finally replied: "Well, we just met, and we left together when we met."
"Then her legs..." No. 8 asked, his hands kept moving. He pinched No. 6's ankle skillfully and looked around: "It's not a big problem. The effect of cold compress will be better first. This The injury... doesn't look like it was caused by a fall, was it injured by something?"
"I didn't say he fell." No. 6 retracted his legs and said nothing with a cold face.
Song Qiao didn't allow No. 6 to act petty like this. She was the one who injured No. 6's leg. Song Qiao squeezed her shoulders slightly to relieve the pressure and said to No. 8: "It was just the fall. She was cheating on you. Treat her quickly."
Listening to what Song Qiao said, No. 8 expertly applied cold compresses to No. 6's legs under the cold gaze of No. 6. He skillfully placed wooden boards on both sides of the calf, and then fixed them with thin hemp ropes. As expected, No. 6's legs were healed. Quite a few.
No. 8 was very satisfied with his work and couldn't help but show it off. The big white teeth he showed were very strange and dazzling: "Okay! How about it? My skills are good, right?"
It's just that he forgot where can these rotten wooden boards and broken hemp ropes go? Naturally, this made No. 6, who was already dissatisfied, even more dissatisfied.
No. 6 rolled his eyes slightly and said in a gentle, but sinister tone: "The technique is very good, don't do it next time."
No. 8 rubbed his nose angrily and glanced at Song Qiao with some embarrassment, indicating with his eyes that the other party should speak for him.
Song Qiao achieved her goal and was happy to treat No. 6's wounds without having to do it herself. He received No. 8's gaze and refused to answer, acting like a scumbag who just throws it away after use.
She doesn't care so much. The relationship between her and No. 6 is mutually beneficial. No matter what, as long as her own interests are not touched, she will definitely be willing to side with No. 6, who is "closer" to her~
Time returned to the present, and the time reminder suddenly sounded in the mind, which shocked the three silent people. Song Qiao responded to No. 8's question, got up and helped No. 6, who was still repairing.
"Let's go, the time is almost up."
In view of the fact that No. 8 was indeed of great help, even if the other party came out of nowhere, it should not be too obvious. Song Qiao turned around and added: "Thank you No. 8 for your enthusiastic assistance. Let's leave first."
No. 6 sneered in a low voice, his eyes full of defense against No. 8: "Pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger, pretending to be a newcomer in front of me, you are still very young."
Song Qiao rarely agreed with No. 6's point of view: "Indeed, your attainments are higher than his."
There are traps everywhere in this game, and Song Qiao couldn't help but recall the phrase "Faction Confrontation" mentioned in the very beginning of the game. Everyone knows their own identity well, but there is no way to know everyone else. Even if they are in the same camp, if they want to get more information without getting exact clues, they can only rely on deception, robbery, or robbery. kill.
She is a complete newcomer. She has a huge information gap with the others, but she is burdened with the dangerous ending of zero points for failing the game.
If she wants to win the game, she must do whatever it takes and do it step by step.
