The Earth is Online Chapter 41:

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"Dingdong! Black Tower seventh-tier main task: Exterminate Inamon from the world of Black Tower!" God Stick and Xiao Zhao disappeared completely, leaving no clothes or belongings, he did n’t need to help pack anything .

Tang Mo closed the door and left the library.

Seven or eight people gathered under the black tower in the city center. Some of their six gods slumped on the ground without a master, and they did n’t understand what happened just now, and why they screamed with themselves. The companions of Xing disappeared in just a few minutes; two middle-aged men dressed in elite Demolish the white wall.

The white plastic wall was built by Wu Wu. The police put it up three days ago, enclosing the black pagoda inside, and preventing ordinary citizens from approaching.

Now the martial police disappeared, and the scientists doing research in the white wall also disappeared. The two men demolished a big hole in the white wall and approached the black tower. Tang Mo did not follow the past, he glanced at a distance, and went on.

So many scientists have studied for half a year, and they haven't found any clues. He didn't think he could figure out what the black tower was.

The first problem Tang Mo has to face is the lack of a car.

It's 8:15, and the stick and Xiao Zhao disappeared at 8 o'clock. Like them, most people in this city have disappeared. Without a driver, neither the bus nor the subway can go home. In addition, many people were still driving when they disappeared, and now these cars are crashing together, blocking most of the road.

Tang Mo walked half a kilometer and saw a small yellow car falling to the ground.

He took out his phone and scanned the QR code.

"Is it really useless ..."

Tang Mo tightened his eyebrows and squatted down to observe the key structure of the little yellow car. After watching for two minutes, he picked up a rock from the ground and began to smash the lock.

The huge anti-shock force made Tang Mo's wrist a bit painful, but his strength was much greater than before, and he just broke it twice, and the steel lock was broken.

Tang Mo glanced thoughtfully at the piece of iron lock he had broken, and rode on a small yellow car to go home.

Forty minutes later, he entered the community and parked the small yellow car downstairs.

In the quiet community, there was no one around, only the rustling of the wind blowing the leaves gently. Tang Mo simply packed a little clothes after returning home. Tang Mo ’s parents were only children, and his ancestors passed away when he was a child. His parents died in a car accident in college. After that, he had less contact with relatives.

Tang Mo ’s better friends did not stay in Suzhou after graduation, one went to Beijing and one was in Shanghai.

The daughter of Shen Bang is also in Shanghai, so he can just go and find his friend.

Tang Mo was trapped in the library yesterday evening. After returning home, he filled his stomach first, and then packed some clothes into the suitcase. Things are packed, but there is a more serious problem ——

He has no car.

From Suzhou to Shanghai, it takes only half an hour by high-speed rail, or one hour by car.

The high-speed rail is definitely no longer operational. Tang Mo dare not imagine the situation on the railway. If it is the same as on the street, the driver suddenly disappears, and countless cars have crashed one after another. On the railway, the uncontrolled trains are probably all lumped together.

He needs a car.

Tang Mo went upstairs and knocked on the landlord's door. After three minutes, there was no response in the door. He picked up the iron wrench brought from his house and smashed the door lock.

As soon as I entered the door, I smelled a very strong smell of gas.

Tang Mo stunned, hurried to the kitchen to turn off the gas stove, and opened the window to ventilate.

Chopped vegetables are still on the kitchen table. Obviously, before disappearing, the owner of this house is preparing a delicious breakfast. Tang Mo left the school one year ago and rented the house. The landlord is a very good old couple who lives upstairs. The old couple has been retired from home and has nothing to do. Sometimes Tang Mo is invited to eat upstairs.

Tang Mo has no car and used to borrow a car from the landlord.

He took the car key out of the drawer under the TV cabinet lightly and familiarly. After checking around, he found that there was really no one in the house and opened the door to leave.

Shanghai is too close to Suzhou, and it does n’t cost too much fuel to drive, but Tang Mo found that the landlord ’s car was really running out of fuel and the pointer was approaching the red line. According to this oil quantity estimate, at most half open, he had to anchor on the way.

You can only go for it first.

Tang Mo inserted the key into the keyhole and flicked it to the right. At the moment he just started the car, a sharp pain suddenly hit his heart. It seemed that a big hand was pressing **** the heart. Tang Mo's complexion turned pale in an instant. His heart was beating and his blood flow was extremely fast.

His body temperature climbed at an unimaginable rate.

It ’s 40 degrees in a minute!

However, the high temperature of 40 degrees did not burn out Tang Mo's brain. His consciousness was sober, and he clearly felt a sharp sharp knife cut meat on his heart. The body temperature is still rising, and the severe pain in the heart is gradually increasing.

Tang Mo hit the co-pilot with a punch, but this did not relieve the pain.

The severe pain gradually blurred his consciousness.

Ten hours later, when Tang Mo woke up, it was already dark. While in a coma, his clothes were wet with sweat again and again, then dried naturally, and then soaked with sweat. It didn't know how many times the round trip was repeated, his heartbeat returned to normal, and the unexplained pain disappeared.

Tang Mo's face is a bit ugly, but his eyes are extremely sharp and his eyes are bright.

He touched his chest, and the heart has returned to normal beat. Checked the rest of the body again, and there were no abnormalities.

Then he reached out and grabbed a book from the air.

He completely grabbed the book from the air, but Tang Mo's face was not surprised. This is a notebook-like book with a tan hard brown kraft paper cover. When you open the book, it is blank. Tang Mo stared at the blank paper seriously, and under his gaze, lines of words appeared on the white paper.

[Ability: Eat dry and wipe clean without giving money]

[Owner: Tang Mo]

[Type: Special Type]

[Function: Collect Ability]

【Remarks: Everyone has a dream in their hearts, don't give money if you eat dry and wipe clean! Don't look at Tang Mo's appearance as a man, he knows how to do things, but he always wants to do this kind of thing. At the age of seven, Tang Mo secretly ate chocolate from a neighbor ’s child without giving money; at the age of ten, he copied the homework at the same table without giving money; No money!

Look, he thought about eating dry and wiping without giving money! 】

Tang Mo: "..."

You are mad! ! !

Tang Mo almost wanted to slap this book on the wall.

Fortunately, he endured it.

This is his power.

When Tang Mo woke up, he knew he had the power. His powers are not wind, fire, thunder and lightning, nor innate divine power, but a book, or a book that makes people want to slap it to death.

Tang Mo keeps reading this book, but unfortunately there are no other words on this book except for a few messages displayed on the first page. He didn't see any clue after reading it for half an hour. After a long reading, another line appeared on the book.

[Remarks: Do you think Tang Mo will give money? Friend, he is thinking about going to the gas station to refuel or not to give money! 】

Tang Mo: "..."

"Bang-"

A book was thrown out of the car window.

After a minute, the thin, handsome young man came down from the car and picked up the book with a blank expression.

The book was on the front passenger seat, and Tang Mo didn't go to read it again. He drove the car to the nearest gas station. There was no silence in the gas station. Several fuel pipes fell casually on the ground, the pungent diesel flowed all over the place, and it was estimated that the staff was refueling and disappeared suddenly.

Tang Mo paused before getting out of the car and took out his wallet in the back seat.

Obviously there is no one at this gas station, he still shouted: "Anyone?"

No response, Tang Mo walked directly to a tanker. A card has been inserted into the tanker, which is a card commonly used by staff. Every staff member at the gas station has a very high card, and they will directly draw the gas fee from this card to refuel the driver.

Tang Mo did not own a car, nor did he have a private fuel card. Now he can only use the staff card to refuel.

At the quiet and empty gas station, the tall, thin, dark-haired young man quickly filled up with oil. The dark night always makes people feel nervous. It was originally a very prosperous area in the Suzhou Park, but now there is no one. Only Tang Mo stands under the bright lights and cheers on his car.

There seems to be something hidden in the darkness around, and a sharper wind whizzes past.

Tang Mo put the gas pipe back. Before he left, his face changed, and he seemed to think of something. He took out two hundred-dollar bills from his wallet and pressed it against the ground at the gas station.

As he got up and was about to return to the car, suddenly, a cold thing touched his back waist, Tang Mo maintained a stooped posture and did not move.

"Don't move! Take out your wallet, hurry up!"

"Ah, my book!"

The little girl ran to Tang Mo at a speed unmatched by humans, and took this "The Secret of the Disappearance of Maya Civilization" into her arms. She held a giant match in her left hand and a book in her right. After confirming that it was a lost book, she ran to the shelf and sat down, leaning against the shelf to start reading.

"Mom is going to test my book on this book tomorrow. I must read it quickly."

In the large and spacious library, the sound of the little girl flipping through the books sounded loudly.

At this moment, the face of the **** stick became extremely white. His lips were purple, staring at the mosaic and the book in her hand. It seemed to be pulled out of the water, just a few minutes, the hair of the magic stick was wet with sweat. He looked at Tang Mo and smiled bitterly: "It turns out to be this book. When did you know it?"

Tang Mo looked down at the right hand of the gaze stick. On the back of that hand, the white angel wings pattern gradually became black and became black demon wings.

Tang Mo ’s voice was calm: "From the moment I saw you"

The **** stick opened his eyes incredulously: "How is it possible!"

The little girl is still sitting on the ground reading a book, it seems that they can't hear their voices. At this point, the game ended, Tang Mo and Shen Bang went to the reading area of ​​the library, pulled out their chairs and sat down.

Tang Mo looked up at the mosaic in the distance. I am afraid that only she still has the patience to read books in the entire library. No longer was the cowardly fear before the **** stick, he sat in front of Tang Mo and began to talk about the truth of this matter: "I pulled you into this game."

This is contrary to Tang Mo's expectations.

The **** stick said: "It was an accident to sneak into the library. I sneaked in before you entered the library. You know, many of us unemployed nomads come to the library to spend their time and close the door at night Your security guard will find us all and drive out of the library. But the security guard also made mistakes, your library is too close to the tower, so after it made the sound of 'earth on earth', I chose to observe the tower here . Then on the third day, when I was reading a book, I accidentally heard what it said to me. "

The **** stick raised his head and looked at Tang Mo seriously and fanatically. He did n’t seem to be looking at Tang Mo, but saw something great.

"It said to me that the game is about to start." The **** stick looked at the air obsessively and repeated again: "I was selected by it!"

Tang Mo did not talk to him.

The **** stick is just a crazy religious man, not a neuropathy, as all library staff know. So after a while, the magic stick calmed down, and besides his face there was a little bit of flushing. He said: "The game it selected for me is a 1V1 two-player game. I can't finish it by myself. I'm thinking about whether to leave the library and find someone to start the game. At this time, you come in. I know you and I, I I thought about it and made a sound to bring you in. It seems that it is the most wrong decision I have ever made. "

Tang Mo asked him: "What is the punishment for game failure? What is elimination?"

The **** stick shook his head: "I do n’t know, it did n’t say it. The sound I heard was the same as the one you heard. It never said anything redundant. It told me that the game object was up to me. , The content of the game is up to you. This is fair. Before this game officially started, I did n’t know it was a book-finding game. Maybe it ’s because you are a librarian and fit your identity, so this game will appear "Speaking of which, the **** stick paused and looked at Tang Mo seriously:" How did you find me? "

In fact, things are very simple, Tang Mo: "You are not a lunatic or a fool. The reason you dive into the library is very untenable, and every performance you show after we meet is extremely frightening and scary. God ... Mr. Chen, I also know a fanatical religious person. If the man said to me 'Black Tower is God' three days ago, then I believe that when he was selected by the Black Tower to start the game three days later, he did not perform well. It will be panic and fear, but it will be sweet. "

The straight back of the **** stick fell heavily on the back of the chair: "It turns out to be like this ..."

Tang Mo: "This is just doubt, and I am not sure if you are Ye Gonghaolong, really that kind of counseling."

"Then why do you know me?"

"Because the game is fair."

The **** stick looked at Tang Mo puzzledly.

Tang Mo touched the angel wings on the back of his hand: "I also like to play games. A game I often play is one of the fairest card games in the world. A game with better skills Luck, such as the bridge cards I often play; luck can also be stronger than skills, such as Shuo | Ha. But these games are equivalent, that is, it is absolutely fair to both sides of the game. After the game opens, luck is also a strength In fact, no matter who has good luck or bad luck, it is a gap in strength. The game itself is fair. "

The **** stick understood his words: "What does this have to do with our game?"

Tang Mo looked up at him: "Don't you think this game is very unfair?"

"What?"

"There are only three rules of the game. The first one is to prohibit violence. This is also meaningful, let ’s not talk about it. Second, the angel can get a message during the day; third, the devil can burn a bookshelf at night. It looks like the angel wants to Find a book from hundreds of thousands of books, the game is very difficult; the devil has a three-thirds chance to win the game. "

The **** stick suddenly understood: "Are you saying that this game is not fair to angels?"

"No." Tang Mo smiled and shook his head. "It's unfair to the devil."

The **** stick was dumbfounded.

"For angels, this game has a problem-solving idea. He only needs to find the book according to the clues. But for the devil, he only does one thing, that is to burn the book. No People give him any hints, and no one tells him where the book is. Then the game becomes like this-the angel is playing a puzzle game, the devil is purely betting | Bo. Angel can rely on skill and luck to complete In games, the only thing the devil can rely on is luck. "

The **** stick explained: "But the probability of angels finding the right book is much lower than that of demons."

"I said, after the game started, luck became a kind of strength. The devil's luck is 0, which is no different from the angel without burning the right book. There is also a game called" Forbid violence " Rules, it completely kills the way that the demon forcibly obtains clues, then the devil must obtain clues from other places. "

The **** stick did n’t speak, his face was blue and white, and after a long time he sighed heavily and smiled helplessly: "It ’s because I played less games. Tang Mo, the bridge you often play is fun Well, maybe I should play more in the future. "

Tang Modao: "If there is a chance, I will take you to play together."

The **** stick smiled and nodded.

Tang Mo's eyes gradually narrowed: "If the person playing the game with him is him, maybe the ending of this game will be completely rewritten."

"Who is he?"

Tang Mo smiled: "I am a friend who often plays bridge together. He is very powerful. If he is, he can certainly think of these things I think about, and then deceive me with perfect reasons. At least he will not There have been several mistakes you made. "

The **** stick does n’t feel embarrassing, but asks for humility: "I still have mistakes? I thought I ’ve performed well. When I saw you, I pretended to be very worried because of your vulnerability. Fearful. Later, I took the opportunity to talk as little as possible, do as little as possible, and listen to your orders. "

"But you still made mistakes. For example, when I said that there was no one else in the library except us, and the devil did n’t know where, you said," He hid it. "If it is normal, there are two people in our angel team , Subconsciously also think that there are two people in the demon team, they will use 'they' instead of 'he'. "

The mouth of the **** stick smoked: "I was suddenly very interested in this bridge."

"But I thought I could debunk you on the first night, but I did n’t expect the bookshelf to burn up. I thought you had a companion. But this is unrealistic. There are two demons, only one angel, this pair of angels It ’s also unfair. ”Unless Heta thinks that the two of you add up to me.

Tang Mo coughed twice and did n’t say the following words: "I have been thinking about the second day, who helped you set this fire. There are two answers, the first is that you only have to think When it moves, it will catch fire, and no one needs to help you control it. Second, someone will set you on fire. Only you, me, and the little girl who appear in this library will be the only one who can help you set fire except for the Black Tower. . "