Chapter 1239 Promotion Game 30
As the saying goes, it is easy to deal with the King of Hell, but it is difficult to deal with little devils.
Ordinary players are not very strong, but they are everywhere, constantly consuming people's energy and physical strength.
Fu Yizhi didn't know that his subordinates had already established an empire for him. He and Fu Anan had just escaped the siege of ordinary players.
T1 time has finally arrived again.
Fu Anan lay on the ground in a utterly disgraceful manner, limp like a puddle.
"I'm so tired."
"Thank you for your hard work, baby."
Zhang Yuanyuan squatted beside her, rubbing her shoulders and legs, and unscrewed the mineral water bottle, "Baby, do you want some water?"
"drink!"
Fu Anan took it and drank it in big gulps, "Dear, mua!"
Wang Fan was stunned by the way he kept calling them "baby" and "darling". He turned his eyes to the side of the two people, but Master Fu had no expression on his face.
"cough."
He coughed dryly, "Master Fu, Captain Fu, what should we do now?"
"Let's find a place with lots of corpses to rest?"
Fu Anan put forward his own opinions based on his experience.
"no."
The last time he pretended to be dead, he caused a living person's heart to stop. Fu Yizhi glanced at him and said, "Let's find a cave to rest."
He grabbed Fu Anan's collar, picked her up and walked away.
Fu Anan took the opportunity to take advantage of the situation and hugged Fu Yizhi's waist, turning him from a hot-tempered boss who could kill an S player with one punch into a little spoiled brat.
"Can't you just go on your own?"
"I'm tired."
Fu Anan clung to the other person and wrapped his legs around his thighs, looking like a koala who didn't want to walk.
"It's getting more and more outrageous."
Seeing her like this, Fu Yizhi frowned slightly and scolded her, then he picked her up with his hands. He let her sit in his arms and adjusted her to a comfortable position. "You were so lively just now, but now you seem to have no bones."
Fu Anan wrapped her arms around his neck, put her face on his shoulder, and kissed him.
Zhang Yuanyuan and Wang Fan, who were following behind, felt full before they even ate.
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Walking along the way
There were corpses everywhere.
They were on the road and had no idea how many corpses they had passed by.
In some places, the blood even dyed the ground dark red. The mud mixed with blood stuck to the soles of shoes, making every step heavy.
"I don't know how many people will die in this round of the game."
Wang Fan looked at the corpses and sighed.
Upon hearing this, Fu Anan looked at the real-time statistics of the game system. As of now, 10.2 billion players have died, which is more than the total population of 6618 Blue Stars.
This number is scary.
If this number continues, the end of this round of the game will not be as simple as selecting 100 S-level players. The number of players in the entire game may be reduced by more than half.
She was thinking in her heart, when suddenly Fu Yizhi stopped.
Fu Anan straightened up and saw him stop in front of a corpse.
The body looked like it had been dead for several days. Its skull was cracked open, black blood and brain matter oozing out, and one eye was bulging outward, revealing a semicircular eyeball.
He looked somewhat familiar.
"Xiao Wang?"
Fu Anan said this name hesitantly, then looked at Fu Yizhi.
"Um."
Fu Yizhi nodded.
Xiao Wang was an ordinary member of Mang. He was usually very introverted and had a low presence. Fu Anan's memory of him was rather vague, and she only remembered that he often smiled shyly in the team.
Fu Yizhi also remembered it.
They remember all the regular members of the Mount.
There was silence for a moment, and then Fu Anan suddenly said, "Bury it."
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