The Survival Game Chapter 59: When peace night leaves

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Chapter 59 　 When Peaceful Night Departs

Huhu.

My body is falling, and the experience is the same as bungee jumping, slowly falling from a very high position, it is also like going from the captain's identity to the road of despair.

Under the shining light, everyone subconsciously held their breath, there was no gas of any color, but they were exposed to the harmonious sunlight.

If you can leave here, everyone should be comfortable enjoying the daylight, but now they are extremely cautious even when speaking.

"Last words? I think you are dead, so let's talk less, uh..."

Qian Duoduo's speech represents the position of some people.

The inhalation of gas makes us aware of the shortness of time. There are about ten minutes left. When we notice that the effect of dizziness is intensified, it means that the factor of that gas has really started to work.

Strictly speaking, before realizing the problem and being completely lethargic, the time to think completely calmly, which is the golden five minutes of undisturbed, is now.

"My last words are just in case. If possible, I certainly hope to live to the end. Every one of you is like this, whether it’s lying or disguising your identity. What is right and wrong?"

It seems that because of the influence of gas, my character has become a little sad.

Swipe, and the look in Shang Zhiyuan’s eyes made me completely unable to continue to say more. I know that what I have said will become a loophole in the handle and attack, but my view remains the same.

The howler is not necessarily evil. He is just like us, just as an ordinary person on the plane and came to this **** flight.

And this thinking will also be the key to open a new door for me!

"You once said that the howlers are not evil, but why do they... why do they kill us."

Liu Nian subconsciously put on glasses, which seems to be the limit of emotional changes. Schizophrenia also has a characteristic. Every patient will face it in his own way, or avoid it.

It all depends on which personality they rely more on.

"Justice."

I said such shocking words, and when everyone was less than a minute away from sleep, a great feeling appeared in my heart.

"Of course it is a kind of justice. If it is from the perspective of forcing the game to play, they should die here without deliberately determining that they should be treated as aliens, even a little bit eaten by those so-called good identities Drop."

I smiled. People know how to laugh at themselves, which means they have begun to accept their sad side.

"So, killing is just a forced act, isn't it the same for us, old sir, when you killed someone, Wang Qiang was far less honest than Wang Qiang. At least he can face his destiny as an executioner, but You can't."

The words that are full of meaning, on the other end, seem to be nonsense, or something that I have discovered, I understand, when everyone’s head is groggy and blank, what can be recalled, Was it that pale and feeble answer?

"Amen..."

Rumble! While sleeping, I saw the white shadows that shuttled back and forth, which seemed to be mixed with colorful symbols. The scenes were full of fun like fairy tales. Do those represent our lives? I don't know why such conjectures appeared.

Hey, it fell heavily, in the **** rain and light, I saw the people who were falling continuously, the black symbols were so monotonous, but deep into the enemy, they would not look like demon angels to each other. The massacre was exhausted.

If I passed by just let me accept it in this form, it is understandable. The army under God was divided into two and logged onto the plane in the form of human beings, and started a frantic battle with each other.

There were no bullets and gunpowder, but it was full of cruel battles.

Suddenly, at that moment, I saw a strong dazzling light, and jumped to my eyes. It was not black, let alone white, but a figure filled with gray aura of incomparable brilliance.

Such a familiar curve, a familiar face, if it weren't clearly in the dream, I would almost call her name.

But the figure seems to be reluctant to leave any beautiful memories in his dreams.

"It's a pity, I just look like my sister..."

Ah! !

Smiling, pierced my last consciousness in my sleep.

If dreams are counted as reality, and reality is just a dream, is the world true or false after I wake up?

It's really an intriguing question, and I also feel that Xia Ling's sister may really not exist in the game, as a prediction of the future time period.

Maybe I can really win this game alive, and then meet her on other stages.

But I still don’t understand. What does this have to do with this game? Still a meaningless dream...

"It's okay you, every time you wake up, the reaction is so big, but you are still the captain, the first to know our identity."

The guy Liu Nian, with a hint of ridicule on his face, gave me a slap in the face of friendship.

"What, I just... happen to have a nightmare."

Fortunately, I am still alive. This is the first good news I have faced. In every sense, I have been holding the captain's halo to stock up to now, which is indeed gratifying.

Unfortunately, other people don't think the same as Liu Nian.

"Now, you lack an explanation, sir Captain."

This kind of unkind tone didn't just appear in Qian Duo Duo's mouth, including two children, who looked at my face and looked at my every breath and movement, revealing a reaction called panic.

Why?

Definitely give me a satisfactory answer. Of course, I know that I am full of suspicion, but that is an analysis of my self-deprecating. If the captain might be the murderer, then every other identity on this plane also All possible.

I am not angry and naively counterattack simply because of being accused, but this situation is completely based on the fact that most players are not very good at expressing their opinions and choosing who to vote.

"I think you are indeed in trouble this time."

Wang Qiang also showed a regretful expression. He seemed to be telling me, brother, I want to help you too, but that's it.

He definitely won't vote for me, maybe he won't. Now he has entered a truly white-hot stage, and he is not far from the final round of winning.

"Of course it’s troublesome, but the one who dies against you, boy, the one you call the devil, and the one who harmed your beloved female forensic doctor, now you want to let them all go to hell. Right."

Shang Zhiyuan looked at me with interest.

Looking at all the people who found the blood on my arm, I followed their gazes and found out that there have been unfamiliar clues on the ground.

Those dazzling spots and **** trails, including the clues that my body and the old man's body are so consistent, if it weren't for my personal involvement in the obliteration, no one would believe that I would still have a positive and good identity.

Yes, it's so helpless. I have always been a gray person who was not optimistic about it. The priest who stood between black and white in the past actually left us like this.

The old man is dead.

Not too much expression, eyes widened, surprised, and at the same time seemed very calm, with a smile on his mouth.

A suspect has left, but I can't be happy anymore.

"So, you are right to suspect me, just because of the previous round of speeches, just because Xia Ling died, and also standing on the PK stage, so you think I must be resentful?"

Hate?

Hehe, this is an eternal and endless topic.