Mu Miao listened to their conversation quietly. He had some impression of Wen Fansheng. He was a very good man and would even put clothes on him.
These bad players were looking for him? Mu Miao immediately became alert, mainly because Lin Anqu's image had plummeted in his eyes, and he had successfully become the person Mu Miao hated the most, no doubt about it.
"Why are you staring at me like that?" Lin Anqu noticed his expression and pinched his face deliberately. "Behave yourself when you get out of here. Don't play tricks on me. Otherwise...if tears come out of your pretty eyes, you can't blame me."
Lin Anqu slowly patted him twice on the face and threatened him with words.
Mu Mu's right hand was tied to him, so he could only turn his head away angrily, letting out a snort from his nose: "Hmph!"
Li Cong disagreed with Lin Anqu's actions. He said righteously, "Why should Mu Miao be tied to you? I don't agree! We knew each other earlier and are more familiar with each other. We should be together."
Li Cong stretched out his hand and motioned Lin Anqu to tie the rope around his hand.
Lin Anqu didn't move, staring at each other coldly. He gently pulled Mu Mu behind him and said, "Li Cong, this isn't just a game of house for you kids. Don't let yourself be fooled by this fish."
Mu Miao: “…”
It's that word again. What's wrong with him?
But now he has become a mere... Yu Zhi, with no say, Mu Mu can only follow Lin Anqu's footsteps depressedly.
When passing Er Yang, Mu Miao stopped, his dark green eyes lingering on him for a moment, "Are you going to keep him here? He's dying."
Even when talking about the sensitive topic of death, Mu Mu's expression did not change at all. He just told them the man's fate in a very calm manner.
Er Yang seemed to be very cold, his whole body curled up into a ball, his eyes could no longer be opened, only the slightly rising and falling chest showed that he was still alive.
Lin Anqu was indifferent to the matter. "It has nothing to do with me."
Li Cong's attitude towards Er Yang is very complicated. They are both newcomers, but Er Yang took refuge with Liu Xitu in order to survive, and chose to remain silent when Liu Xitu planned to use him as a scapegoat.
He should hate him, but now he is dying.
Li Cong was extremely annoyed. He shouted at the silent Liu Xitu, "Hey! Aren't you a very powerful veteran player? He's also under your patronage. Go save him."
Liu Xitu's breathing slowed down. He didn't even dare to look at Er Yang, but just stood there stiffly.
"So you have given up on him." Mu Miao understood. He walked towards Er Yang, stroked his face with his free hand, smoothed his hair, and a faint green light floated into his body.
Lin Anqu: "What are you doing?"
Mu Miao didn't even turn his head, "Let him go to his next life with peace of mind."
Lin Anqu was amused by his words, but there was no smile in his eyes. "Next life? There's no such thing as a next life for people like us. We can't even rest in peace after death."
All the players who entered the system died in various accidents in their world. They never imagined that they would become slaves of the system after death.
Mu Mu didn't intend to explain and withdrew his hand after a few seconds.
At this time, Er Yang had recovered some energy. He felt a warm breath enveloping him, and the pain in his body was mostly relieved. He instinctively wanted to get closer to this breath.
Mu Miao looked at Er Yang who had snuggled into his arms, smiled, touched his head, and soothed him softly, "It's okay, just get some sleep, and all the suffering will disappear when you wake up."
Er Yang's tense nerves relaxed at the sound of his voice. He hugged Mu Mu like a moth to a flame, buried his head in his arms, and was surrounded by Mu Mu's scent.
Er Yang smiled weakly, "Thank you..."
Tears streamed down his cheeks. Death was near, and Er Yang couldn't help but think of his life. He opened his heart to Mu Mu and said, "My young master has promised me that I can be freed from slavery at the end of the year. He has given me money so that I can build a house and get married. I won't have to work like a slave for the rest of my life..."
His eyes gradually became dull, his body lost strength, and his voice was as low as a mosquito's hum, "...but I died on the night before the Spring Festival, the day before the reunion. It seems...I am destined to be a humble life, and God will not treat me well..."
He forced a smile that was uglier than crying, looked at the dark world, his eyelids closed under the burden, and his body instantly turned into starlight and scattered.
[Ding——Player Er Yang is indeed dead]
[Current number of players remaining: four]
The scattered starlight barely illuminated the dim basement. Mu Mu reached out to catch the falling starlight, which only shone brightly for a moment before fading.
Mu Mu promised the departing boy, "No, you will be the happiest child in your next life."
The players’ comment section was also hotly discussed because of Er Yang’s death.
"Am I being like the lips and teeth? I'm actually sad about this newcomer's death, even though I'm dead too."
He was actually lucky, having met players like Lin Anqu and Su Hanxia who relied on their strength to win. Even if Liu Xitu's behavior was somewhat despicable, it was harmless compared to others who would deliberately frame him.
[Alas, it's really ridiculous that the only person who gave him a shoulder to lean on was an NPC, and he died in the NPC's arms.]
[Big news! I just checked this newcomer's livestream, and it's gone! It's gone!]
You should know that when a player dies in a dungeon, his soul will automatically return to the central hall and wait for the next entry into the dungeon. During this period, the player's live broadcast room will be in a black screen state, but it will never disappear.
[Lost! It's really gone. What happened?!]
[It can't be like what my wife said, that I've gone to the next life, hahahaha, just kidding.]
[…I remember that there was only one big guy in history who accumulated enough points to leave the system, and his live broadcast room seemed to have disappeared in the same way.]
After this comment came out, the comment section was quiet for a moment, and then there was an overwhelming amount of news.
[Wife, you are really my wife! Come on, touch me, touch me!]
[I was still wondering how this NPC could be rated as god-level, and now... you are my god!]
"Let me take that newbie's place. Woohoo! I'm willing to die."
All of a sudden, the number of people signing up for the next [Misty Fishing Village] dungeon increased dramatically.
Lin Anqu was following Wen Fansheng's whereabouts and caught a glimpse of him frantically refreshing the comment section.
[Lin Gou, go die! If you miss this opportunity, you'll never get it again!]
【Listen to your mother's advice and die! 】
【Go to hell, die, die! 】
Comments like these filled Lin Anqu's vision. Lin Anqu frowned and rationally left a sentence "Are you crazy?", then decisively closed the comment section.
Mu Mu waited for a long time but saw no movement from them. He rolled up his trouser legs that were dragging on the ground and rolled up his long sleeves. His fair skin was dazzling even in the dim basement.
Li Cong looked away in panic as soon as he saw it, his earlobes turned red, and he was at a loss as to what to do with his hands and feet.
Lin Anqu pulled down his sleeve expressionlessly, "Don't seduce me so openly."
Mu Mu, who just disliked the long sleeves of her clothes, said: "..."
Lin Anqu didn't give him a chance to explain, and calmly gave orders, "We've found Wen Fansheng and the others. It doesn't matter whether he's alive or dead, we must get the box in his hand."
Mu Miao was deliberately trying to annoy him. With her little face tilted upwards, she started to ramble, "Wen Fansheng and the others are definitely alive. They'll be fine even if you die. I'm going to piss you off to death."
Lin Anqu put one hand on the back of his neck and walked forward with him half-embracing him, "I have a good attitude. You can't make me angry to death."
Li Cong watched helplessly as Mu Miao was taken away by Lin Anqu. He was extremely angry, but there was nothing he could do. He could only follow him sulking.
Before leaving, Liu Xitu looked back. There was no light in the dark basement, as if the starry sky just now was just an illusion, and the young man who was cowering behind him was just a shadow.
Yujia Village has long been occupied by monsters. The rampant monsters drag their huge bodies and wander around everywhere, waiting for an opportunity to look for living people.
Just then, a tall man walked over. His tall, pale upper body was covered with mysterious ink-colored patterns, and his dark eyes swept across the area.
Suddenly, his eyes were fixed on the ruins not far away. He strode towards the ruins, but the familiar atmosphere was gone.
Belcher was holding an arm in his mouth, eating contentedly as he walked. His eyes had completely turned into the vertical pupils of a snake. Seeing that Dana was standing still, he looked in the direction he was facing. "Dana, what's wrong?"
Dana took a breath, "I think I smell Mumu."
Belcher was startled, his heart skipping a beat. He also looked around, and only breathed a sigh of relief after making sure that the unpleasant figure was nowhere to be found. "Dana, you must have smelled it wrong. It must be someone who caught fish and left it at home. It's definitely not your mermaid."
Belcher felt sad and pulled Dana away from here, fearing that Dana would find the fish. The two useless people went back to the sea happily hand in hand and loved each other.
The author has something to say:
Alas, I am also struggling with whether this can be considered as procrastination, but I just want to give Er Yang a complete ending.
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