Chapter 221 It's all nonsense
Although Zhang Qiling reflected on himself and understood the way he loved, he knew in his heart that if he didn't take that step forward, Sang Mo would always be in pain.
This goes against his original intention. He hopes that Sang Mo will be happy and not suffer.
So his self-constructive rhetoric became like a joke when faced with the system's lack of response. He said that he loved Sang Mo, but if he really loved her, the system should have completed the task long ago.
As soon as they thought of this, Zhang Qiling and the other four were stunned.
[Ding, the host left the unknown tomb of the Five Barbarians period and the mission failed. 】
【Task settlement in progress...】
[The target character is not injured, the cumulative hand holding seconds are 64 seconds, the hand holding time is ten minutes and the completion rate is required to be one tenth, and Zhang Qiling is required to carry the host on his back once and fails. 】
[The comprehensive assessment task completion rate is 50%, one of the rewards will be randomly selected as a reward, and you will receive a 60-minute penalty internal bleeding experience. 】
[Rewards are being randomly selected....]
[Internal bleeding experience punishment begins...]
[Ding, a memory fragment of Zhang Qiling, which was drawn as a reward, has been sent to the system backpack. 】
Sang Mo, who had just stepped onto the deck, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood under the gaze of everyone. The victim Sang Mo calmly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "What are you looking at? Haven't you seen a handsome guy spitting blood?"
[Host, every time you were punished before, you had to avoid them. Why did you deliberately run in front of them this time? 】
[Tongzi, you don't understand this. I suffered injuries and shed blood for them, so of course I have to let them see my pain with their own eyes. Why should I hide from them when I fail and get punished? 】
Just as he finished speaking, Sang Mo spat out another mouthful of blood, "Damn, it's still quite strong!"
[You seemed to have said before that if I vomited too much blood I would fall into a coma. Now I believe you. 】
[Host, hold on, we are just vomiting blood to make them feel sad, but don't really faint. We are on the sea now. What if these bastards abandon you in the sea and run away? Even if Tongzi can guarantee that the host will not die, how can you get out of this sea? 】
The five people who were eavesdropping on the conversation all had their mouths twitching and their eyelids twitching.
This was the first time that Fatty Wang faced the reverse output of the system. He was both surprised and depressed, and made faces at Wu Xie: What’s wrong with this system?
Aren't you considering us as a target? Why are you still talking bad about us?
Wu Xie, "..."
He quickly stepped forward and gently held Sang Mo's arm with one hand, "Sang Mo, what's wrong with you? Why are you vomiting blood for no reason?"
Sang Mo, "?"
He glanced sideways and clearly saw the deep worry in Wu Xie's eyes, and asked back, "What did you say? I'm deaf and can't hear you."
Wu Xie was struck by lightning, "!!!"
There was an information gap between him and Fatty Wang, and he had no idea that Sang Mo couldn't hear now!
This sentence of comfort was like flattery on the horse's back. Wu Xie felt a little embarrassed and awkward. He was at a loss and looked at Sang Mo innocently with his puppy eyes.
Sang Mo, "......"
[Why do I suddenly want to poke these eyes out at this moment? 】
Wu Xie was so scared that he took a step back and almost raised his hand to protect his eyes reflexively, and also let go of the hand that was supporting Sang Mo.
Sang Mo was stunned for a moment. "You look shocked that I'm deaf? But you seem to be a few beats slow in reacting?"
Wu Xie's mouth twitched slightly. He waved his hands hurriedly and tried to explain with gestures, but Sang Mo couldn't hear him, so his explanation was in vain.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a drawing board floating beside Sang Mo, along with a paintbrush. Wu Xie blinked, then exclaimed, "Fuck!"
Sang Mo's eyes twitched and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He stared at the small pool of blood on the deck and said, "It will take ten days or half a month to repair this." 】
Fortunately, everyone has good eyesight, and it is impossible for Wu Xie to have so much presence in front of Sang Mo for no reason.
What's more, Sang Mo wanted to show them the painful side of punishment. They were already feeling sad and complicated, so how could they turn a blind eye?
Hei Xiazi walked up, took the drawing board and wrote: Should I take you back to the cabin to rest?
But he didn't mention why he vomited blood, nor did he ask the reason for vomiting blood.
Hei Xia Zi knew that if he pretended to be ignorant and went through the trouble of asking questions in front of Sang Mo, Sang Mo would be even more devastated when he found out that they could hear their thoughts.
There was no secret at all since his thoughts were being overheard. If he continued to act in front of Sang Mo, Sang Mo would think that they were treating him like a clown and a joke.
That is the real way to kill someone without shedding blood!
How can a joke, a clown, be treated sincerely?
So Hei Xia Zi was very clear-headed. Besides telling Sang Mo and the others that he could hear their thoughts, he also told them to treat everything sincerely.
Again, it’s not that I don’t want to tell Sang Mo, but that I can’t bring myself to say it.
If possible, Hei Xia Zi would tell Sang Mo about this without hesitation, for he was afraid that Sang Mo would collapse after learning about this.
He needs to find the right time, and that right time might be when the mute falls completely in love with Sang Mo and the mission to capture Sang Mo is completed.
If we talk about this matter at that time, Sang Mo might be more receptive. Even if he can't accept it, the mission will be completed by then, and even if Sang Mo collapses, there will be no system punishment.
That was the moment when Sang Mo had to make a real decision: whether to choose to commit suicide and die, or to choose to live.
No matter what, Hei Xia Zi respected Sang Mo's decision. In fact, he had already thought of two different endings.
When Sang Mo was born, he was born.
If Sang Mo died, he would die.
He has lived long enough. If he cannot accompany Sang Mo, he can only follow Sang Mo.
But before that, we still have to let the mute take the initiative to complete the strategy.
At this moment, Sang Mo saw the words written by Hei Xia Zi on the drawing board, and he spat out another mouthful of blood with his eyelids fluttering. This mouthful of blood happened to be spit onto Hei Xia Zi's chest, and there were some warm blood stains on the tip of his chin.
Hei Xia Zi stepped forward, picked up Sang Mo and walked towards the cabin.
This action instantly shocked the others. Wu Xie and Fatty Wang shouted "Fuck!" at the same time. Fatty Wang was not afraid of death and shouted "Oh!" "You are worthy of being Mr. Hei!"
Wu Xie, "..."
He glared at Fatty Wang and followed him.
Xie Yuchen glanced at Zhang Qiling who was not moving, took a few steps forward to the man's side, and said, "Follow him."
"Don't be a coward and hide in your tortoise shell. I don't care if you have amnesia or not, and I don't care if you're afraid that you'll forget him because of amnesia."
"What you have to do now is not to back down."
If Sang Mo had chosen him or someone else, he would have done the same. It was not the time to argue about who won or lost, but to make Sang Mo stop doing system tasks.
In order to achieve this, the only way is to send the target up on their own initiative. They can help complete the triggered tasks, but they are not the targets chosen by Sang Mo. Even if they want to send themselves up, it is just a show of competition.
Xie Yuchen knew very well that without the constraints of a systematic strategy, people like them would have a chance to compete.
Without this, everything is just nonsense.
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