mtl008 Chapter 166 Players are all popular with forced weirdness 3
Chapter 166 Players are all popular with forced weirdness 3
Song Huai seemed to miss the point and squinted his eyes and said, "More than one... Have you ever dated a player?"
Jiang Bai couldn't help it and said in a speechless voice: "Did you take drugs at home before you were summoned? Is your brain normal? How did you come up with this?"
People are about to chop off his hands, but this guy is still thinking about love.
Yun Zhiyue also had the same mentality as being struck by lightning. She sensed that she was about to reach the destination, so she pretended to be angry and flashed in front of Song Huai, as if she wanted to attack...
At the critical moment, the bus stopped and the driver said in a hoarse voice: "We have arrived at Xiaohe Village."
Yun Zhiyue put down her raised hand and said with a gloomy face, "You are lucky. Just wait and get out of the car quickly."
Having never participated in a weird game with such a strange mentality, many players lined up, got off the bus in an orderly manner, and followed the tour guide.
Quickly responding to the feedback from his sense of danger, he adjusted his mindset and observed his surroundings vigilantly.
This is similar to the rural areas in remote areas, with dirt roads, hillsides, and wild rice fields. It should be natural, but there is an inexplicable sense of oppression. I don’t know if it is related to psychological factors...
There were pedestrians on the way into the village, but they all looked dazed and showed no curiosity at all about so many strangers entering the village.
Bai Miaomiao got off the car right after Yun Zhiyue, and now she is still following closely behind her, observing the surroundings nervously and curiously.
She saw a child in tattered clothes and covered in yellow dust running towards her and passing by her.
When she subconsciously met the child's gaze, she clearly saw something wriggling in the child's black pupils...
Having never experienced such excitement of participating in a horror movie in person, he screamed loudly, jumped high onto Yun Zhiyue's back and hugged her tightly, still screaming wildly.
Yun Zhiyue: “…” Is this kid brave or timid?
Players: “…” Is it possible that this newcomer’s life will end in the next second?
A bottle of water was poured unceremoniously on Bai Miaomiao's head, and the screaming stopped.
The mineral water bottle in Song Huai's hand disappeared out of thin air: "Miss, you are very fat, don't crush our tour guide, come down quickly."
Bai Miaomiao calmed down: "..." She is only 95 pounds, how is she fat?
But when he thought of his own reaction, his face still turned red. Without bothering to wipe the water off his face, he quickly got down and took out a tissue to wipe Yun Zhiyue's wet white T-shirt.
She said with a guilty look on her face: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was so scared. Sister, your clothes are all wet. What should I do? I have no clothes left..."
"It's my fault. I poured too much water. Tour guide, please wear mine." Song Huai took off his ash-gray casual jacket and handed it over, with an apologetic look in his eyes.
Yun Zhiyue looked at the clothes that were still stained with the man's body temperature, her eyes flashed, and she took off the wet T-shirt in public and threw it away.
She was not at all shy as she revealed the black tube top that covered her chest. She took Song Huai's clothes with her bare hands and put them on.
【Strategy level 15.】
Sure enough, this pervert woke Bai Miaomiao up purely by chance, and his real purpose was to make her wear his clothes...
Oh, a pervert with a strong possessiveness? Not to mention, she gradually got the feeling, and it was quite exciting.
Contrary to the players' expectations, the tour guide did not get angry and continued walking with everyone.
He said to the man beside him: "Doesn't water require a lot of weird coins to exchange? Are you so casual and have you passed a lot of weird games?"
Song Huai smiled and said, "Not much. My name is Song Huai. Can you tell me the name of the tour guide?"
Before Yun Zhiyue could respond, a player behind him exclaimed, "Song Huai! Song Huai from the world's top ten list!"
Since the weirdness has been coming for many years, the world has long adapted to it and gradually developed a coping model. People from all countries who pass the level outstandingly will be recorded, and there are many lists.
But there is only one recognized strongest list in the world, which only includes ten players, with no particular ranking order. Those who can enter are the best at the top of the world.
Song Huai was on the list. Names like this would be known to the whole world. In order to avoid being targeted by people with the same name, even if the names were exactly the same, they would be changed immediately and no one would dare to impersonate them.
Listening to the players whispering to each other, Yun Zhiyue had a vague understanding of Song Huai's strength.
With no expression on his face, he said, "My name is Yun Zhiyue. Give me a few bottles of your water. I don't mind you touching me."
Song Huai looked like he was not going to argue with me, and handed over a bottle of water, saying, “It’s very heavy to hold, tell me when you’ve finished drinking it, there’s plenty.”
Yun Zhiyue glanced at him sideways, took the mineral water, opened it, and drank it in small sips.
The plump lips were stained with water and became crystal clear, like a peach that was tempting to pick, tender and juicy...
Song Huai stared at him.
[Strategy value 17, ahem, Yun Zhiyue, why do I feel like this world doesn't need your strategy at all? ]
Yun Zhiyue's mouth twitched slightly, and surprisingly she did not refute the Samsara Stone's point of view.
Ignoring the overly hot gazes around him, he led everyone to a fairly spacious courtyard.
Originally there were 24 players this time, but three died leaving 21, 22 in total including the tour guide.
There are only two houses in this small yard.
One room looks no more than ten square meters, while the other is relatively large, probably around eighty or ninety square meters.
It's all red bricks piled up with yellow and white mud, and the environment looks very bad.
An old lady with a hunched back and an oily cloth wrapped around her head walked tremblingly from the smaller house to Yun Zhiyue, leaning on a wooden stick.
The two of them didn't say a word to each other before Yun Zhiyue reached out her hand.
The old woman glanced at all the players and a smile appeared on her face, revealing her black gums corroded by the garbage in her mouth, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable.
He took out a black key tremblingly, put it in Yun Zhiyue's hand, and returned to the cabin.
Yun Zhiyue led the players into the yard and opened the door with the key.
Pointing to the dirty bunk bed in the room, he said, "There's enough space for everyone to sleep here. You'll have to spend the next five days in this village."
"When the five days are up, everyone will leave for the next attraction. If you have any questions, please tell me while I still have patience. I won't explain anything afterwards."
The middle-aged Mediterranean man, who had been taught a lesson at the beginning, did not get angry when he saw Yun Zhiyue offend Bai Miaomiao before.
Thinking he was a good person to talk to, he immediately stepped forward and said, "It's so dirty here that we can't even stay here, let alone sleep. Can we move to another place?"
Yun Zhiyue was delighted, raised her fist and asked, "Look what this is?"
The Mediterranean man was stunned for a moment: "It's... the hand!"
"Wrong, this is a fist as big as a sandbag. I'm giving you face, right? Why do you need a bicycle when you have a place to stay? Do you really think you are here for tourism?"
A huge fist shadow appeared above the little hand, and it punched the man into the so-called dirty bunk bed, then clapped its hands and said, "Next question."
Looking at the fate of the Mediterranean man, who the hell dares to ask?
"Where do you live?" Song Huai suddenly asked.
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