Seeing No. 5's pale face instantly, No. 1 forced himself to stand up and smiled at No. 4.

"I advise you to think carefully before speaking. Among us, who is the one who least wants something to happen to No. 5?"

No. 4 paused for a moment, then seemed to suddenly understand something, and his face instantly turned half dark.

The so-called bad luck is all compared with good luck. The reason why No. 5 gets hit frequently is not necessarily that he has bad luck, but that everyone present is luckier than him, so it seems that he is less lucky.

What if he is gone?

If I am only one step better than him, wouldn't I be the bottom of the group?

No. 4 choked up, and everything he wanted to say was choked back.

However, No. 1 still refused to let him go. While he was wobbling unsteadily, he mocked: "Do you understand?"

"Do I need to give you another chance to say a few words?"

"What does it have to do with you that I'm talking to No. 5? You don't have to be so ugly to win people over, right?" Seeing this man's nose and face, No. 4 couldn't help but retort.

"Okay, why are you arguing with him? It's a waste of time. He has escaped temporarily, how about you?" After stopping No. 4, No. 2 shook his head and did not let the two of them argue anymore.

In fact, it’s also my fault that No. 4 insists on hitting the gun. No. 1 was played a trick by the program crew and is holding back his anger. He insists on provoking others. Isn’t he rushing to scold them?

But I thought so in my heart, but I definitely couldn't say it out loud. No. 2 led the people away and whispered: "Don't listen to him. Things like luck fluctuate every day. There is no fixed number at all. Today you will laugh tomorrow.

No one can tell who is crying."

No. 4 responded irritably, "What the hell is this piece of shit like "Lucky Master"? It's like child's play, it's all bullshit! It's all the fault of Lao Shizi's agent..."

Followed by a bunch of unpleasant words, No. 2 paused for a moment, thinking there was something wrong with his radio equipment, and there was no reply the whole time.

Seeing the two people's backs disappearing around the corner of the second floor, No. 1 sat down on the sofa with the support of No. 3.

"Are you okay?" No. 3 asked cautiously.

"It's okay!" No. 1 gritted his teeth, "I was strengthened once and I can still hold on."

He wiped away the nosebleed and took the paper handed over by No. 3, "How will the slime creature react now?"

No. 5 looked back at the green slime still lying on the ground, "No reaction, just lying there, not moving..."

He was previously on guard that this guy would secretly release the Skeleton Man, but after staring for a while, he realized that he had been overly worried. This guy didn't even bother to move, let alone save his comrades, and just lay there paralyzed.

, as if dead.

It shouldn't be.

No. 1 frowned and asked: "No. 5, from your perspective, what direction are its eyes facing?"

"On the ceiling... and on the ground." No. 5's voice was a little weird, "One is pointing up and the other is pointing down."

What is this?

Are you doing performance art?

No. 1 suddenly felt his head hurt even more.

He decisively changed the subject and asked, "When you let him out on the 3rd, did you feel... that it seemed to have been staring at me?"

"It seems there is..." No. 3 was a little confused, "But it's not necessarily true. Its eyes are already wobbly. It could be at any angle."

She felt that No. 1 was just trying to scare her. This slimy creature probably just liked to play with its eyes, and it was not certain whether it could recognize people, not to mention that it kept staring at him.

However, No. 1 became more and more sure of his guess, "No, it's just looking at me. Ever since it was released, this thing has automatically locked onto me. It's waiting for me to open the express delivery to see if it has what it wants."

.”

This statement was a bit weird, and it made people feel cold. No. 3 crossed his arms and felt goosebumps all over his body.

"What does it want?"

"I don't know yet, but my guess is that it is another extraordinary creature." No. 1 tried to sort out his previous thoughts from his aching brain, "Maybe this is the condition for its second attack. After solving the target,

The remaining extraordinary creatures are guarding the hall. When other guests open the express delivery that belongs to the same category as it, they will cooperate with the new extraordinary creatures to attack this unlucky guy in twos and twos."

No. 5 trembled, as if taking on the role of himself, "Isn't that... a dead end?"

One person is desperate enough. Except for monsters like No. 6, who can withstand two of them attacking together?

No. 1 also feels that this program team is simply crazy.

"The good ones can get better and better, and even gain the ability to escape unscathed, while the bad ones can get worse and worse until there is no way to survive. This is the bad thing about this program."

After scolding the program team to vent his grievances, No. 1 calmed down and analyzed rationally, "Of course, there is no way to survive. For example, if the fusion man can block the white bones and the green slime before they merge, no matter it is

Using a courier box or anything else can prevent the situation from getting to the worst point."

It sounded quite reasonable, and No. 3 couldn't help but interrupt, "It's possible...it doesn't necessarily mean that it's like a fused person? What if the fused person is just an exception?"

Of course No. 1 also understands this.

"There should be some obvious weaknesses. After all, this is not a massacre program..."

Thinking of his predecessors who had stepped on landmines, he coughed with a guilty conscience.

"Don't worry too much. Just like ordinary plays, variety shows also need to abide by the rules. Since this theme has been approved, it means that the theater has judged that it is not impossible for the participants to pass."

No. 3 smiled unnaturally, "For No. 6, it's quite easy."

No. 1 shook his head, "I'm afraid the program team never thought before that No. 6 would be so strong."

"Which of those second generations is not strong?" No. 5 scoffed, "They were all born with a silver spoon in their mouths. They are born extraordinary. There is no way we can compare with others."

The sourness in these words was stronger, No. 3 thought silently in his heart, if it weren't for others' strength, you wouldn't know where you would be right now.

No. 1 also said calmly, "No. 6 is not that simple. It's not like I haven't seen other second-generation people. Even within that group, there are few who can compare with her."

No. 5 laughed awkwardly and stopped interrupting.
Chapter completed!