Why are they all turned into safe and sound supplies?

In this way, won’t we be able to waste our lives?

Yang Ming could not accept this fact, and even suspected that this was the result of An Wujiu's cheating. But when he questioned the system, Shengyin told him that none of this violated the regulations.

Despite this, he was still furious and stepped forward to grab An Wujiu's collar, "What the hell are you doing!"

An Wujiu calmly took his hand away, his tone was faint, and he no longer pretended to be a villain.

"Nothing is good surprise."

"He is already an ally of mine. Don't you think so?"

When the state changes, An Wujiu's expression changes significantly less, and even appears a little cold. Apart from those simple eyes, he will always unknowingly impart a layer of "he is very kind" subconsciousness to people.

But at this moment, the calmness and peace in these eyes were like a joke, harshly stinging Yang Ming's heart.

"Sure! It's indeed that note!" Yang Ming said angrily.

"No, it has nothing to do with that note." An Wujiu took away a loaf of bread, and glanced at the column where Wu You stored the supplies, and there was indeed nothing left.

He turned around and wanted to leave the storage room, then turned his head and said to Yang Ming, "You have never trusted anyone."

The notes Yang Ming saw were just props for discord, and they were also tricks.

At that time, at the door of the duel room, what An Wujiu really gave to Liu Chengwei was another note.

[Didn't you find that Yang Ming's red line is Ueno? He doesn't believe you so much and sacrifices you to duel with others. You are already his abandoned son. When you die, the remaining supplies will be divided up completely.

I can help you get revenge and get rid of these two people who betrayed you. The conditions are also very simple. If you live, I only need 1/4 of the bottle of water. If you die, you will transfer the supplies to my name. At least I will always be Yang Ming's enemy.

They will continue to fight you soon, wait.

——An Wujiu]

At that time, he was very sure that even though Liu Chengwei could turn a blind eye when he saw the note, Ueno fought against him again and again, and that everyone would collapse and be swallowed up by hatred little by little.

A person as sloppy, reckless, competitive, and inadequate as him, like a wild dog that has been taken away from food will definitely retaliate.

Without even An Wujiu's instructions, Liu Chengwei took the initiative to plunder Ueno's supplies.

So, when An Wujiu learned about this from Wu You, he knew that the plan had been successful.

Liu Chengwei hated them so much that the materials after death will definitely become his knot in his heart. In his heart, if the materials are not transferred to An Wujiu, the materials will become public materials without labels, and they will inevitably be swallowed up, and it is very likely that they will be occupied by Yang Ming and Ueno.

Nothing is easier to manipulate than hatred.

Thinking of this, An Wujiu couldn't help but feel frightened by his own heart-killing plan.

Although this is a plan you made under abnormal circumstances.

He used a note that was only half written to distract Liu Chengwei and Yang Ming. The words "Ueno has already been done" made Yang Ming infinitely suspicious of Ueno, guiding him to make a strategy of killing each other and finding another chess piece. At the same time, he brainwashed Ueno, which made him panic about the fate of abandoning his son and headed towards the first step of mental collapse.

But even though Ueno was afraid, he did not dare to resist Yang Ming's decision at will. So he would definitely go to duel with Liu Chengwei, and he had to do so.

As long as the duel continues, Liu Chengwei will completely fall into An Wujiu's trap and accept the revenge plan he proposed.

A closed-loop divisive strategy made him lose his blood and get the supplies and get rid of powerful enemies.

On the afternoon of the third day, Yang Ming fulfilled his agreement and distributed the other half of the materials he had agreed to to others. When he reached this point, he had to fulfill them to ensure security. This was undoubtedly a life-saving food for others who were about to run out of materials, but there was no An Wujiu who was excluded from the beginning, nor was Ueno Daseen.

The reason is very simple, Ueno betrayed him.

An Wujiu no longer needs Yang Ming's alms, but Ueno needs it.

This is undoubtedly another heavy blow to him who is on the verge of collapse.

Liu Chengwei's death seemed to have just thrown a small stone into this dim bunker, causing some turbulence, and the traces left were quickly smoothed out.

His body was parked in a corner of the duel threshold and lay quietly, no one cared about it.

The survivors here have long been used to it and have become numb.

Only An Wuju can't let go.

At first, he felt at a loss for his inexplicable entry into the altar, and just wanted to survive and go back to see his mother alive. Faced with Yang Ming's accusations, he also expressed doubts and believed that he was not that kind of person.

But now, it was indeed his own design that he indirectly killed a living life.

Killing someone to kill his heart, he kills others' hearts and his own hearts.

"What are you doing here alone? It's like a week."

An Wujiu turned around and saw Zhong Yirou who was walking towards her with a smile. She sat down next to herself and sorted out the wrinkles on the cheongsam.

"I feel bad when I wake up today."

An Wujiu nodded, but said nothing. He looked pale and his eyebrows were soft, and he sat quietly in a place like a church hall, like a painting. He should be a peaceful person in the painting, not a bloody demon in the arena.

Zhong Yirou said terrible words happily.

"Do you know what happened to the first killing of me in the altar?"

An Wujiu turned her face and looked at her. Her face was calm, but her eyelashes were shaking.

"It was a game of confrontation, where survivors were against the guardians of the altar, you could understand them as npcs in the game. We were initialized in a huge maze, and the first five people who came out could survive."

"The Guardians will appear in any corner of the maze. They have weapons, wear robes and cover their faces. If they are caught, they may die. If they die, they will not be able to get out."

Zhong Yirou's voice was very soft, "Where I have escaped from the Guardian twice. My leg was seriously injured at that time, so I was very scared and walked forward in fear. Later, I picked up a bloody chainsaw at a corner of the maze."

She lowered her eyes, "To protect herself, I used a chainsaw to kill the third guardian I met."

An Wujiu did not show much emotional fluctuation towards such confession, but just pursed his lips and spoke softly, "And what? Have you... become the number one?"

Zhong Yirou smiled and nodded, "You guessed it's really accurate. I later found out that none of the five people who came out had blood on their hands."

This is a game where you must learn to accept killing calmly.

Zhong Yirou smiled and said, "But after I counterattacked the Guardian who tried to kill me, I suddenly felt curious, are they humans? Or are they just data?"

"So I took off his mask." Zhong Yirou raised her head and breathed deeply, "I've seen that person."

"It was an ally who betrayed me in the first round of the game."

The npc in the game is not a simulated data or model, but a human who once survived as a survivor.

"He lost the game and was eliminated, but he did not die during the game. I only realized that they would enter other games and become the guardians in the game."

An Wujiu knew that he should comfort her at this time, but he didn't know what to say.

Zhong Yirou's recovery speed was far beyond his thinking. Before he could speak, Zhong Yirou smiled and patted An Wujiu's shoulder.

"I said this to tell you not to have too much burden."

She leaned on the sofa, "I understand very much. You have lost your memory. This is your first round. You will feel guilty, just like me. This is a reaction that normal people will have. But this will not be the last time."

"Who doesn't want to be a good person?" She smiled, looking at the sacred murals on the ceiling, and the loving angels smiled at her.

"But good people have too short lives."

Zhong Yirou looked at An Wujiu, with a hint of perseverance in her gentle eyes.

"Punishing bad guys is just in a sense. Because you don't know how many innocent people he will kill if he lives to the next round."

She came suddenly and walked very suddenly. After releasing the warmth to the confused An Wujiu, she left quietly, leaving him alone on the sofa in the living room.

He looked up at the clock on the wall and was divine, and was divine at Jesus on the wall.

After a long time, An Wujiu got up and returned to his room.

The hypnotic gas completely calmed his heart and fell into a dream.

On the morning of the fourth day, An Wujiu heard the music ringing at nine o'clock and got up with his eyes open. He endured the side effects of dizziness, so he pushed open the door.

I heard Ueno's screams.

Last night, Ueno Daiseki lost a blood strip.

And Liu Chengwei's body in the duel room.

Back to his lounge.
Chapter completed!