This scene looked so familiar that Xu Pei-an completely ignored how painful her mouth wound was and skipped over.
Now that Shen Qianjin has become a sunny doll, she doesn't really want that guy's skin anymore, because there's a ready-made toy right in front of her.
"Sing a song, anything will do."
Xu Pei'an patted his head, her expression gentle as if she were petting a dog.
The man was clearly terrified, but his will to survive ultimately overcame his fear, so he obediently began to sing. However, Xu Zhian felt that his voice was too shaky, so he ruthlessly tore off his arm.
Long Sanshi burst out laughing. This was fucking despicable, but also genuinely funny.
"Why did you stop singing? Are you too nervous?" Xu Pei'an squatted down and kindly helped him up. Her eerie face kept getting closer and closer, and finally she opened her mouth full of sharp teeth: "Does it hurt a lot? I'll blow on it for you, and it won't hurt anymore after I blow on it."
Xu Zhian laughed along with him. The man's voice was almost hoarse from shouting. He thought that this idiot would never guess that what happened to the child half an hour ago was now being replayed in his life.
Pain is something that can be felt; all you need to do is inflict it back on it exactly as it was felt.
They let him scream for a while, until finally an arm reached out, pressed down on his head, and turned it into a pool of black blood.
Xu Pei'an watched this scene with great interest. She still didn't understand what Long Sanshi's ability was. Everyone else was an experimental subject, so why was she the only one who was so cool?
Just then, the announcement came on.
"La la la~ la la la~ 252 has appeared."
The gray sky suddenly changed color, and dazzling fireworks burst forth in a spectacular display. Tragic and moving music slowly began to play, as if everything here was a damn funeral.
"Friends, you did it!"
"You've certainly lived up to expectations when it comes to killing your own kind. Now there are twenty-seven players left. Let's move the competition to its final stage!"
Wasteland, rainforest, swamp, lake.
All the experimental subjects who were killing, reveling, and hiding stopped and looked up blankly at the sky.
252 was satisfied with their reaction, cleared his throat affectedly, and continued, "I'm going to announce a new rule."
"From now on, the survival quota will be reduced to only 1 person."
Long Sanshi paused, glancing at the devastation on the ground. In the distance, someone was wailing, but she had no interest in looking at it; such absurd things were everywhere.
"Honestly, I really like both of you."
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