Yes, Ning Ye had no intention of following the rules, he was determined to commit suicide.
So, he who had just gotten up lay down again, closed his eyes peacefully, and waited for the night to fall.
The viewers in the live broadcast room were silent.
"I think I know what he's going to do, but he won't die, right? The rules say the Chosen One won't die before the Eternal Night arrives..."
"6, it's a bug, right?"
"I'm guessing, maybe his talent is courting death, and no matter how hard he tries, he can't die?"
“…”
Occasionally, a few curse words would float across the barrage, and some people would wish Ning Ye to die sooner if he wanted to, and not to mess with his mentality. It was a pity that Ning Ye couldn't see the barrage, otherwise he would definitely like these barrages.
In a distant place, several people looked at the rolling barrage and shook their heads and sighed.
…
Night falls and darkness engulfs the city.
There were only fifteen chosen ones who reached the second stage. Except for Ning Ye, everyone else, including Leon, returned to the prison cell.
The door was locked from the outside.
Night is the time for rest. After a day of suffering, the chosen ones lie exhausted on the cold floor.
At this moment, the world's attention is focused on the chosen one of Xia Country.
The screen was black and only the sound of even breathing could be heard.
The glowing white barrage rolled rapidly.
In the city, in the darkness, Ning Ye was not actually asleep. He could not see the situation around him clearly, but he clearly felt the cold and the silence.
The coldness became more and more obvious, penetrating through the clothes, getting into the skin, soaking the flesh and blood, and seeping into the bones bit by bit.
A thought suddenly flashed through my mind.
I'm afraid he has rheumatism.
Ning Ye shook his head lightly to get rid of the boring thoughts, and raised his arm.
Good, numb.
If this trend continues, will he freeze to death tonight? Or freeze to death repeatedly?
Suddenly, an indescribable coldness spread over me.
At this moment, Ning Ye even felt that his heart had stopped beating, he could no longer hear any sound, and the whole world became quiet.
"It's so cold, is this what death feels like?" Ning Ye murmured in a low voice.
The next moment, a buzzing sound rang in my ears, like a swarm of flies and mosquitoes buzzing, but slowly, the sound became clearer.
“Go to hell!”
"Die, die, die, die..."
"Why why why? What did I do wrong? Why don't you believe me?"
"If you cut off your ears, you won't be able to hear those sounds, right?"
"This world is truly terrible. What's worse than the world is you and me..."
"Listen, it's the sound of the sea crying."
"Do you believe in light?"
“I once believed in God…”
"I am a good person, no, I am a bad person, no, I am not a person, no, I am just a person..."
Countless voices filled with malice and despair drilled into Ning Ye's brain.
His body felt like it had fallen into hell. Only his head was still conscious. He felt like his head was about to explode. At this moment, he would rather his head be numb.
Ning Ye covered his ears, but still couldn't block out the sounds.
In a trance, someone pulled off his ear with force, and the world became quiet, but it was only half quiet, because Yu Ye pulled off the other ear.
It's finally quiet.
Ning Ye let out a breath, pulled a smile at the corner of his mouth, and closed his eyes.
He is dead.
He is alive again.
Those voices surged again like a tide, starting a new cycle...
Real world.
The comments in Ning Ye's live broadcast room became much quieter, and they could also hear the sounds that Ning Ye could hear.
The whispers, which seemed to come from the evil spirits of the abyss and hell, made the people outside the live broadcast room feel numb all over, and they even couldn't help but identify with those words.
"This fucking world..."
“…”
On the analysis team's side, the atmosphere was unusually silent, and it took a long time before someone broke the silence.
"Ning Ye seemed to have said he was cold just now. As the saying goes, harsh words can hurt people in June. Could there be a connection?"
"It's hard to say. Maybe the cold is also a characteristic of the eternal night?"
“…Something’s happening in Germany!”
The observer's words interrupted the conversation, and everyone turned their attention to the live broadcast room of the Chosen One of Germany.
Although it was also pitch black, the sound of gunfire could be heard.
Leon finally couldn't hold back his curiosity and broke the door of the cell with a Gatling gun. With a loud bang, the door fell down.
A chill hit him, and Leon got goosebumps.
It was pitch black outside, pitch dark, he couldn't see a thing...
Leon was a little disappointed that he had wasted his bullet.
He thought there was a moon outside, but there was no light at all.
Maybe he should prepare some lighting supplies as a backup tomorrow, Leon thought, and hesitantly took a half step forward. Then he remembered the rules, made up his mind, and walked out directly.
Leon was frozen into an ice sculpture on the spot, and only his head still had consciousness.
A national quintessence from the Xia Kingdom came out of his mouth.
"Grass!"
Countless voices of malice and despair entered Leon's ears. He only held on for a minute before his will was destroyed.
He didn't think of tearing off his ear, but instead pointed the Gatling gun at himself.
Bang bang bang bang!
Leon is dead.
Leon is alive again.
He began the same cycle of death as Ning Ye...
…
This night is extremely long.
Ning Ye and Leon were constantly dying and resurrecting, while the chosen ones in other cells just felt a little cold.
After an agonizing wait, daybreak arrived.
The little sun hangs high in the sky.
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