Seven days later, the apocalypse descends, but fortunately, you have a simulator...
[Doomsday Simulation has begun]
[Please choose three from the following talents: 'Devil's Con...
It is worth mentioning.
The link that Su Ze gave them can be used as usual in this space. As it is also a mythical power, it is obviously not restricted.
It is exactly this.
Nan Xi couldn't help but secretly communicate with Bai Fu again: "I feel that this place is a bit too dangerous. Should we directly call Su Ze for help?"
She had no idea that this would happen during today's operation.
If Bai Fu hadn't been so calm, she would have wanted to touch her thighs long ago.
Hearing Nanxi's words, Bai Fu smiled inconspicuously: "Not for now. Don't worry, we can leave here safely."
I know Bai Fu wouldn't do anything without a purpose.
Nan Xi finally felt a little relieved and sighed, "Why are these objects so terrifying? The scary old man last time was fine, but this time a pair of glasses suddenly appeared, leaving so many of us helpless..."
Bai Fu chuckled softly, "These containments weren't supposed to be our opponents. Instead, they were his containment targets, his opponents."
Nan Xi said without thinking, "I suddenly admire Su Ze a little bit. He is secretly protecting world peace."
Bai Fu was silent, and couldn't help but glance at her with a strange look.
Protect world peace?
Your perspective on the problem is really novel. Should I say that you are worthy of being the one who went to spring with Su Ze in the dream? My elbow has already unconsciously turned towards others...
"Buzz, rumble."
A moment later, there was another dull sound in the quiet and vast space.
Soon, a light screen appeared above his head, and the masked 'Su Ze' appeared on the screen again...
"Woo~"
"Congratulations, you've successfully passed another level."
"Next is the third game. This game is not very difficult and the rules are very simple."
"You just need to find the traitor hiding among you. It doesn't matter if it's one or more, dead or alive..."
"As long as you put the traitor on the platform in front, you can enter the next safe place."
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【Day 117 of the last lunar year】
Inside Avalon, in Qi Xiaoye's boudoir.
Qi Xiaoye was changing clothes in front of the full-length mirror on the wall.
She will have to go to Parallel Blue Star with Su Ze later, and will probably stay in B-39 for a long time, so she has to change into a relatively cool summer outfit.
It's not that I'm afraid of the heat, but wearing a cotton jacket under the ever-present scorching sun would make me look silly...
"Su Ze didn't say anything strange to me..."
Chen Keqing sat on Qi Xiaoye's bed, her legs wrapped in white over-the-knee socks casually swinging. She tilted her head slightly and asked curiously, "But why are you asking me this?"
Qi Xiaoye replied naturally: "It's just a casual question... I'm thinking about you. You can't let Su Ze bring other women home just because you're soft-hearted."
Chen Keqing scratched her cheek: "Ha..."
Qi Xiaoye turned sideways in front of the mirror and said seriously, "But don't worry, I will still keep an eye on him for you this time."
Chen Keqing smiled awkwardly and muttered, "Just don't embezzle the money."
I totally understand your complaints, my dear wife... Qi Xiaoye complained in his heart, but remained calm on the surface.
She was just trying to change the subject.
She had felt something was wrong ever since Su Ze suddenly mentioned to her the book he had read at sea.
It felt like Su Ze was deliberately hiding something, so he was testing the waters with Chen Keqing. After all, when the two of them discussed life, they talked about everything, and it didn't seem like they could keep a secret...
Unfortunately, I didn't find out anything.
"Am I really overthinking it..." Qi Xiaoye muttered secretly in his heart.
"You don't have to be so formal. Didn't you say you were just going to deal with a shelter of twisted cats and help resolve the situation of the new leader of the Star Alliance ascending the throne?" Chen Keqing asked, looking at the rejected summer clothes that Qi Xiaoye had thrown on the bed.