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Chapter 17 Campus Arena (15)

At the same time, the live broadcast room was full of joy.

Cha Cha Cha: I am once again so handsome when you are so sexy!

Mars: The person who just came in said that he was shocked, the anchor is really not a good person

The little cutie Qingyi of the little cutie: Brothers, there are two guesses about the identity of the anchor now, one is a doctor and the other is a science monster. If you buy it, you can bet!

Yaoling, Yaoling: I buy a doctor!

Boss Zhang’s little fan: I’ll buy a nurse~

Liangpi skr: The one who bought the nurse, are you a devil, hahahahaha, I laughed out loud when I watched the live broadcast in class.

Huahua: Are you still in class? We have already had a holiday here. Many people are still in the game now, including teachers, students and principals. The school has already notified the holiday.

The barrage agreed.

Some people say that they sell breakfast, and their business is several times less than usual, and they are almost deserted.

Some people also say that they take the rush hour subway and the entire line is empty. Usually, they can’t even find a seat, but these days they can lie in their seats and sleep.

Psychiatrists say that more and more people have mental problems these days. Many people have experienced terrible things in the dungeon, and the direct mental breakdown in the real world, and the number of people with depression has increased sharply.

There are many different opinions, but in short, the situation outside has become a mess.

After watching the barrage for a long time, Xu Qing blinked slowly and closed the live broadcast room.

He had just been paying attention to Xia Yihui, and to be honest, he was a little surprised. Xia Yihui had a little bit of skill.

Thinking of the moment when Xia pulled out his crotch, Xu Qing trembled all over.

The pain and suffocation that day finally returned to the nest, which made Xu Qing's heart look down quietly deteriorate, and accompanied by a hint of indescribable fear and curiosity.

He quit the live broadcast room and opened the search engine.

The order collapsed, and the star network was still operating steadily.

Xu Qing entered Xia Yihui's name and flipped down a lot, but he didn't see any valuable information.

He suddenly remembered the residence that Xia once mentioned in the dungeon.

Xu Qing rubbed his hands excitedly and entered the line of "China Center for Disease Control and Prevention on the North Interchange of S City" on the display screen. Many press releases immediately popped up on the interface, dates from ten years ago.

Most of the content is that the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention virus leak caused countless casualties and injuries. Xu Qing was not interested in these things. He just wanted to know who Xia Yihui was.

After turning a lot, Xu Qing paused his movements, closed his eyes and opened them in disbelief, and looked at the line of words again.

The notices on the display are clearly organized and clearly describe the whole thing that happened back then.

Scientist Xia Yihui has an antisocial personality. After he developed drugs to overcome cancer, he was unsatisfied with the order of the proposal signatures, and then developed the drugs into a virus with extremely strong infectious ability. It then spread to the institute and spread to the entire S city.

Within half a month, City S was closed down in a complete blockade. This place has become a huge source of infection, and it is possible that it is impossible to save it.

Finally, the United Nations voted to pass the proposal and threw a nuclear bomb into S City, and the farce ended.

"Crazy, madman!" If Xu Qing was just a little afraid of Xia Yihui before, then he was completely afraid now.

What kind of person can do something crazy like this?

Xu Qing was extremely frightened and looked down a little further. In a very inconspicuous little corner, he saw a link.

When I clicked in, I saw a photo with a low resolution.

There are more than fifty people in the group photo, some in the hospital gown and some in the white coat. The names of these people are written in the lower right corner of the photo.

Xu Qing casually glanced at the photos and was about to turn off the computer when he was suddenly shocked.

He rubbed his eyes, as if he was afraid of admitting the wrong person, so he quickly transferred out Xia Yihui's live broadcast room to compare with the photos.

Xu Qing swallowed his saliva and trembled out the identities of the three people in the photo according to the order of the station: "Zhang Qingyu, Zhang Yihui, Researcher Xia Yihui, Researcher...Li Bai."

He looked at the live broadcast room with fear.

This is what happened? Why do these three people seem to know each other?

Moreover, the nuclear bomb killed everyone, all three of them should have died!

Why did he return from the dead?

Are twins? Or clones?

In the empty room, Xu Qing suddenly felt cold all over.

...

After driving away the enemy, Xia Yihui didn't take the "Brother Xu" from the little girl's mouth to heart.

He stepped forward to see everyone's injuries.

A small group of five people, one of whom was eliminated, two were slightly injured, and the man was seriously injured. Perhaps because of the protection of everyone, Li Bai himself was unscathed.

Xia Yihui sighed, distributed some bread and milk, and said to Li Bai: "You are so lucky. If you meet someone as good as Master Zhang, otherwise you will definitely be eliminated."

After Li Bai took two sips of milk and pulled the precarious endurance value back to the standard, his face was cold, "It's not lucky. I heard from someone."

Xia Yihui was curious: "What did you say?"

Li Bai: "In the dungeon, most people don't help him when they die. Master Zhang is different. He saves him. It is because of this that I ask him for help."

Xia Yihui then realized that Li Bai was asking for help from Zhang Qingyu just now, and he thought he was with him, and he was really self-indulgent.

Thinking of this, he turned his head and looked at Zhang Qingyu, and then felt that Zhang Qingyu was really strange.

The person was saved, but he did not come to the aftermath.

Very fascinated.

Seeing Zhang Qingyu turning around and leaving, Xia Yihui stopped talking to Li Bai anymore, and simply treated the wound on the big man's abdomen, and followed him.

Li Bai's cry came from behind, "Xia Yihui, we will meet again. I will let you do it once, you will remember!"

Xia Yihui looked back for no reason, without saying anything, and accelerated his pace of departure.

Soon they caught up with Zhang Qingyu, and the two walked side by side, returning to the silence at the beginning.

After walking for a while, no one was met, and the principal's office was not found. Even the previous chats and conversations were gone. Now even the barrage was discovered, and they all complained that the atmosphere was so awkward.

Xia Yihui felt that it was okay, the atmosphere was harmonious and healthy, and it was not good to fight and kill all day long.

I was bored, so he took a look at his supplies.

There are 2 bottles of medicine, 16 bottles of milk, and 27 pieces of bread in total.

The weapon is a scalpel.

The remaining time is more than 346 hours.

It is obvious that the later stage, the less time you have to do with your hands. The number on the watch I just browsed several times is less than an hour.

Xia Yihui took a look at the number of people in his live broadcast room, which was already 15,000.

It seems that more and more people are out, and naturally there are more and more audiences.

With such a huge fortune, Xia was careful when walking.

Every battle, after the end of the war, Zhang Qingyu must be divided into 55 points.

Xia Yi thought about it and turned his head to Zhang Qingyu and said, "How about you, you will be seven and I will be three next time, and I will not be able to do much. If you share this way, I always feel that I will take advantage of you."

Zhang Qingyu said: "Each person takes the needs, no need to mention it."

Xia Yihui stopped refuting and wrote down a favor from Zhang Qingyu in his heart, thinking that he would definitely return it if he had the chance in the future.

The two walked for a while and had already walked through two teaching buildings.

Xia Yihui couldn't rest as he said, and coughed, "Many people in the live broadcast room asked me to ask you why you wanted to save Li Bai. He pulled his companion to block the knife. Everyone thought that such a shameless person would die."

Zhang Qingyu turned his face slightly and looked at Xia Yihui and said word by word: "Someone once told me that when someone asked for help, he must go and save him. That person would ask for help, he must be in a very desperate mood. If he had the ability to help, his mood would be better after doing these things."

Xia Yihui followed Zhang Qingyu's words and said, "Then have you been in a better mood after saving people?"

Zhang Qingyu said with difficulty: "No."

"..." Xia Yihui was speechless: "It's a special situation now, an escape game! How many people do you think will ask for help in the future? Everyone will save you, can you save me?"

Zhang Qingyu: "When he once said this to me, it was a special situation." After that, Zhang Qingyu turned his head and stared at Xia Yihui's eyes seriously.

Xia Yihui didn't understand what he meant, and only thought that Zhang Qingyu wanted to hear his thoughts, so he shrugged very bachelor and said, "It seems that the person who said this to you is quite kind. Anyway, it's me that I can't save you when I see someone. When I can't take care of myself, it's enough to keep myself and the people I'm close to. Why do I care about so many strangers?"

Halfway through his words, Xia Yihui saw Zhang Qingyu turn his face back and speed up his steps a little.

Both of them had long legs, and Xia Yihui caught up with her effortlessly.

After enduring for a long time, Xia Yihui took the lead in breaking the calm and said earnestly.

"If you can't adapt to the dungeon, it's a matter of time before you get out. You just let them go, and they will die in the end. It's better not to save them and let them end the pain sooner. In this way, you won't be dragged down."

After thinking about it, Xia Yihui added, "You can be completely unsuccessful when you see death, and you don't have to have a psychological burden. The death in the dungeon is just an out, not a real death."

Zhang Qingyu said 'um', and his expression was faint on his face. Xia Yihui thought to himself: "It's stubborn."

Just as I was about to say something, the electronic sound suddenly rang.

[Congratulations to the player for surviving from the third model.]

【The list has been replaced.】

[During the four-model period, the hunter's prey identity was switched, setting the liberal arts students as prey and science students as hunters.]

[Start now, the remaining time for science students begins to enter the countdown. The remaining time for liberal arts students is frozen.]

Hearing the word "change the list", Xia Yihui looked up at the list in the air and couldn't help but curse her.

——Fuck! Why is he getting no.7 again?
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