The Survival Game Chapter 307: The death of the fat girl and the poison of prohibition

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It's quite realistic. If you are killed, you can say a few last words. But the poison in reality, hehe, is not the poisonous attack in the game that makes the body green and constantly loses blood. There is no message for life.

"I must take back what I just said, Yu Chen, just now I suspected that you might not be the one who broke the genetic refutation..."

At the last moment, Xiao Tanzi touched his chin and said meaningfully, I believe this is a protagonist halo plot that will only appear in a novel plot. Next, I should praise how different I am?

"You pay too much attention to the surface of things, it's like you use those poisonous gases as power, but forget that the way to access genetic restrictions is in your body. Einstein is remembered because of his brain development. It has reached a limit, which is what I said is close to the door open state, but it is still not enough."

Swipe, I felt as if I had suffered an electric shock, and I felt a little blinded by standing where I was, because I found that it seemed that the other party was denying me, to be precise, putting me back into a normal person.

"I still know the general meaning of those foreign words, but you still don't know the best. You are just a normal person. Fortunately, let's face it, if you are a genius, will you think like a normal person? It’s too deliberate, and too scared to mess things up. If you are so low, you should save the time."

His words caused dissatisfaction among those around him.

I gradually fell into a trance and fell asleep. I felt Xiao Gao, Gu Fei, and even Xia Lei all deliberately alienating Xiao Tianzi.

But this is unreasonable in itself. I don't believe that a bottle of potion can make people become superpowers, or the so-called existence beyond human limits. After all, some theory is unscientific.

But is there really a problem with what he said? Although I don’t know the information left by Xia Ling, where the mysterious little seven sister learned the Nepali language and this theoretical term, and there are so many mysteries. Connected together, but vaguely feel that my body is indeed gradually changing.

I saw a smile. Many people had different smiles before they fell asleep, but it seems that the boiling heart of the howl is hidden in it, little troll, I really don’t know how to say that you are our passenger’s savior , Or an accomplice sent by the Howler?

Because I’m pretty sure the howler also realizes that it can be proved in this way. Instead of letting everyone guess who is acting secretly, it’s more intuitive to show the power of the potion directly. .

Woo...

I heard the whistle sound, the train was in the air, towards the center of the lake, I even saw a barren desert interspersed outside, this is a strange picture, but I seem to be lying In the middle, it was **** by railroad tracks that appeared inexplicably.

There doesn't seem to be any room, like the true portrayal of my heart, I scream in my dream, I pretend that I can still act in reality, like the delay of playing a game makes people helpless or even crazy.

No! ! ! Until I started shouting, I woke up and fell into the question that had been debated for a long time.

If you make a panic sound in your dream and then wake up, in theory, was you awakened by the sound in your dream or by the sound you made?

"Here..."

Of course, by comparison, I seem to be more concerned about my current situation. I pay too much attention to the temptation of that mysterious theory, and I am too dependent on the infinite possibilities brought by the medicine itself, but in my body and brain power While indeed gaining growth, I am already in danger.

"Yes, it's her!"

The coolness swept across the skin, and before it even spread, I saw a big red mark on the chubby girl's head.

There is no green potion to continue my life, and there is no yellow shield icon to protect. In short, it is a dead end. The woman who put on me a scientist's clothes actually died.

The scary thing is that I don't seem to have argued with her yet, or that we have had a debate and it seems to have died out inexplicably.

What's more terrifying is that after the woman disappeared, it seemed that I was the biggest beneficiary, and she was so pale that she couldn't refute it.

"Fuck, I know it can't be used, there is no need to remind Lao Tzu once!"

Beep, beep, of course, what makes me feel more emotionally out of control than weird expansion is the voice of the antidote app. The black hand is ruthlessly mocking my stupidity, even though he has given us various identities and abilities, it seems fair under the rules in an orderly manner The game, use your own wisdom and patience to get a chance of survival.

But after all, we can’t change our fate like puppets. It’s the biggest irony to dance with shackles and think that we are happy, and I really got caught up in their guesswork.

Of course Xiuxiu is a fool, saying that I shouldn't let me use poison on her, but I even want to bet on the tiny probability of her, at least there is still a ten or two percent.

After all, the suspicion that seems to be concealed is serious and it seems that people whose motives and IQ are not enough to support the identity of the howler may indeed be a bored wolf. I have played various routines of werewolf killing for so many years and I am still familiar with it.

The terrible place is here. If I really choose her, and poisoning this female anchor, it will prove that I am completely lost. Doubt I would rather choose someone who may be wrong but will definitely get support. I hardly dared to make a fuss about the uncertain situation.

Didi.

Time itself is cruel. It does not go backwards and does not flow quickly. It reminds me that the **** on my arm is about to reach a tipping point. In fact, I have a feeling of eagerness to watch it explode when time will explode. The selection operation must be performed one second before the explosion.

Excitement! The feeling stimulates my body like heroin. Although I haven't smoked that thing, I don't know how the addicts feel, but since so many people are addicted to it, there must be a reason.

What's more, there are many things in reality that are far more degrading than drugs.

"She, he or she..."

The scary thing is that I even began to doubt the closest person around me. Although Gu Fei is a bit far-fetched, I have clicked Xia Lei's portrait twice.

I believe many suspicious people will feel this way. I imagine that the most reliable and trusted person around me betrays me. Of course, most of the time it is just a symptom of persecuted delusion, but I really look at it in a dream. In the train, Xia Lei had a cold face.

This is the most terrifying thing. The thing that is not concrete in the dream suddenly remembers after waking up, but I can't tell whether this is the illusion of reality or the reality of dreams, or the illusion of reality?

Slap.

I’m under a lot of pressure. My anger is close to the critical point. I madly fell out of the phone but regretted it for an instant. It’s like throwing my own madness when I quarreled with Xia Lei many times in the past. Mobile phone, as if that is the only object in the world that can vent the oppression.

Peng.

But the consequences of impulsiveness are often huge. 100% of the things done in this posture are impulsive and unwise, so in fact the breakup between us is also like this. The scary thing is that I don’t have much Guilt.

No!

I believe that although I am sometimes inexplicably cold-blooded, I am definitely not so scumbag. It is impossible to face a girl who has hurt and separated for a long time and has feelings. I can even be impressed She felt guilty, but I was subconsciously depressed when thinking of Xia Lei on the plane, not even because of the feelings itself.

She is, she is not.

This kind of voice appeared in my heart. It was like schizophrenia when I was crazy. If I can't even organize my language, I'm going crazy on the spot like an idiot.

But I feel that the voice seems to be more sensible, calm and composed than myself, and even the two sentences are equally positive.

Who is she? Who is it?

One of the most beautiful imaginations is that I misunderstood Xia Lei. Of course she is herself, and there is definitely no problem.

But the most terrifying guess may be that this woman is not the little wild cat I know, but is another, a person who does not exist in reality...