Chapter 35 Speculation

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After the two figures leaped from the back cliff, a white mist spread from the center of the mountaintop, dispersing to the back cliff in just a few breaths. Shi Hanqiao and Luo Wusheng were still hanging in mid-air, the entire mountain behind them shrouded in white mist, like a fairy mountain shrouded in spiritual energy from the sea.

The freshmen who chased to the back cliff were surrounded by the aura of resentment. They looked at each other, and saw helplessness and suppressed irritability on each other's faces.

Everyone's watch flashed at the same time, and the same elimination message popped up.

“Damn it!”

Those with bad tempers would take off their watches and throw them on the ground, or even throw them off the cliff.

"Who are these two people?"

"They're capable of doing something as wicked as blowing up a mountain!"

"I'm so impressed! I finally got a chance to revive, but it's only been a few minutes and I'm dead again!"

【Hahahaha, Sister Qiao v5】

I was also shocked when Luo Wusheng agreed. I thought he was giving a serious order.

[What's so wrong with blowing up the mountain? It actually eliminated everyone else! It shocked my whole family, okay?!]

[No, I just think someone like Luo Wusheng should be more capable of planning, not like this... I don't know what else to say.]

[It shouldn't be this simple and crude, right? Hahahaha, Sister Qiao's work style is clean, neat, simple and crude.]

[I have to say, this tactic of blowing up the mountain is simple and crude, but effective!]

[Simplicity or complexity of tactics doesn't matter; the outcome is what matters! Everyone gathered on the mountain, except Shi Hanqiao and Luo Wusheng's teammates, who stayed away from Lone Peak. They blew up the entire mountain, eliminating everyone else.]

[Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a plot! Oh, no, doesn't that mean it's over?! Luo Wusheng's team wins straight away.]

[Huh?! That's it! My daily source of joy!]

[Don't want it to end, my CP! Modo Modo! ]

[Help! I finally got to see them get so close, it's going to kill me if it ends!] [Ahhhhhh! This scene is so beautiful, I'm exhausted!]

The camera ball shot from top to bottom. The large white fog that should have been the main background only occupied a corner of the picture, as if it was floating down from the distant horizon to the two people. The black and golden hair were entangled together in the air, like a hazy and beautiful oil painting depicting myths and legends.

After the two landed, Shi Hanqiao put away the whip, and the photography ball fell directly to the ground like a dead dog, rolling slowly forward.

"Look--" Shi Hanqiao found it quite interesting and turned her head to look at Luo Wusheng, but she forgot that the distance between them had exceeded the normal social distance and became an extremely close intimate distance.

The thin lips brushed against the high bridge of the nose, and the two pairs of eyes close to each other were lost in each other's gaze, one was dark and dull, with mist lingering around it, the other had bright eyes with complex emotions hidden in them.

Mystery and light are both factors that attract people to explore in depth. After an unknown amount of time, the photography ball rolled dizzily to Shi Hanqiao's feet. She immediately came to her senses, let go of the person opposite her, took a step back, and then continued to take two steps back.

"It's not over yet." Shi Hanqiao pressed his clenched fist against his upper lip, coughed twice, and then clicked on the map to find the locations of the other six small green dots.

Luo Wusheng only felt a cool touch on the bridge of his nose, which was particularly noticeable in the hot air. He needed to use a lot of strength to stop the urge to rub it. His hand at his side was clenched into a fist, and the blue blood vessels on the back of his hand were tense.

He had no time to care about her unnaturalness, because he just wanted to hide his rapidly beating heart. The beating sound that had originally calmed down became louder because of the unintentional touch. He couldn't help but raised his hand to pinch his earlobe, trying to cover up the sound in his left chest cavity like trying to cover up his ears and steal the bell.

"This way."

Shi Hanqiao took the initiative to take on the tasks that were usually done by Luo Wusheng. He coughed lightly from time to time, and picked banana leaves from the tree as a fan to cover up the situation, fanning himself constantly.

“It’s too hot.”

Luo Wusheng calmed down after taking a few deep breaths. The emotions surging in his heart were no less than those of the people around him, but he gradually mastered the method of calming down quickly.

When he calmed down, he noticed something was wrong with Shi Hanqiao. She was walking in front and didn't look back even when she noticed he was falling behind and urged him.

The light in Luo Wusheng's eyes grew brighter. He took two or three steps forward and echoed, "Yes, the program has already started running, so it's getting hot, isn't it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a banana fan was stuffed into his hand, and Shi Hanqiao had a freshly picked banana leaf in her hand. She took advantage of the fan to distance herself from him.

Luo Wusheng was not upset by her estrangement. Instead, he pursed his lips and held back his smile. Her reaction was too abnormal, and there was only one reason for it, perhaps, it was the same emotion he had just felt.

This discovery makes the increasingly hot air cooler.

Usually Luo Wusheng would take the initiative to speak, and Shi Hanqiao would chat along, but now the situation has been reversed.

Although the young man wanted to actively enhance the atmosphere of the conversation, in order to keep girl A taking the initiative, he suppressed his true emotions and occasionally said a few words arrogantly.

Shi Hanqiao took a deep breath, and his mood became more and more irritable as the hot air became hotter.

She doesn't like hot weather, she can even be said to hate it.

The feeling of sticky sweat flowing down the forehead and neck is like blood dripping.

Luo Wusheng noticed her increasingly bad mood, as could be seen from the frequency with which she fanned herself and the way she kept wiping her forehead. He initially thought that his indifference made her irritable, but after thinking about it carefully, he realized that was not the case.

She felt both relieved and disappointed. She was relieved that it wasn't him who caused her bad mood, but she was disappointed that her mood changes weren't caused by him.

Luo Wusheng was able to deal with this kind of conflicting emotions quickly.

But after a few breaths, he changed his approach and took the initiative to bring up the topic: "Did you smell the scent of lily of the valley just now?"

"Lily of the valley?" Shi Hanqiao and Luo Wei had once raised lilies of the valley when they settled in the valley, and were familiar with its scent. She thought about it carefully and shook her head, "No."

My attention was attracted by the topic, temporarily suppressing the irritability caused by the hot air.

Luo Wusheng nodded to show that he understood, and he used the fragrance of flowers and plants as an introduction to start a related topic.

But the scent of lily of the valley that I smelled when I fell has already flowed through my breath and into my heart, and I can never forget it.

Previously, because Shi Hanqiao's physique and mental power were both C-level, he didn't take it seriously even though he felt that her temperament was very similar to that of the Demon Lord. He even tacitly ruled out the possibility that she was the Demon Lord, only because the mental power displayed by the Demon Lord when logging in and controlling the mecha was definitely 2S level or above.

But after spending these days together, the sense of incongruity that 'Shi Hanqiao's physical condition and mental strength are both weak' became more and more serious. When he calmed down, he recalled many details.

She was calm and wise, and she saw the opportunity before entering the game. She was an excellent shooter. She even pulled him up from the cliff with one hand, climbed to the top of the lonely peak effortlessly, and had enough energy to easily deal with two powerful Betas. The most important thing was that she was a master of using a soft whip.

Soft whip, cold weapon.

The weapons provided to the freshmen in District 9 also included some cold weapons. Every person who drew a cold weapon complained about their bad luck after their death.

Cold weapons are very unpopular. Even if mechas can wield swords or other weapons, no one will specifically learn to use cold weapons.

It was obvious that Shi Hanqiao's whip was the product of great effort. It was so special.

A light bulb went off in his mind. The Demon Lord once said the word "Master". The ancient vocabulary and the ancient cold weapons were connected in Luo Wusheng's mind.

The more I recall, the more details I find.

Similar aura, similar arrogance, similar ego.

Luo Wusheng couldn't help but have an absurd but reasonable thought in his mind - Shi Hanqiao is the Demon Lord!

【Author’s words】

Mou Sheng: I have a guess, but unfortunately there is no evidence.

I'm slow to write about emotions, but in my mind they interact a lot (┬＿┬)

The military training plot is basically over, and the setting of the extreme environment is emotional~~~

The military training part is finished, and I will work hard to write the interactive test.

High emotional intelligence: Equal in emotions, you retreat and I advance, you give and I give~~~

Low EQ: Two emotional noobs fighting each other~~~