"Ahem, the Grand Marshal is charging ahead. I'm afraid there's no place for an acrobat like me in the team. The next circus is about to begin, and I have to prepare in advance. I'll retreat first."
As he spoke, Long Jing bowed to everyone, turned back and spat "Zhen Yi" sarcastically, and then, just like when he appeared on the stage, he put on a mask and disappeared in an instant.
Cheng Shi saw someone leave and said with a dark face:
"Brother Hu, I'm still cooking in the rest area and can't leave without you. No... maybe next time?"
Hearing Cheng Shi's blunt refusal, Hu Wei trusted his identity a little more. He patted Cheng Shi's shoulder again and laughed:
"Hahaha, why are you panicking? I won't betray my brother. This is a really good thing. It's a secret and I can't tell you now.
But don’t worry, brother. If you can get it, I guarantee you will thank me.
As you can see, my team is indeed short of a priest."
"......"
Things had come to this point, and "Cheng Shi" naturally couldn't refuse, so he could only smile dryly and stand still without saying anything.
Mo Li took a step forward and joined the team. Chen Shu wanted to catch up with the main group, but after taking two steps, the Grand Marshal threw a knife at his feet and warned him:
“I am indeed missing someone from my team, but it’s not you.
You and Zhen Yi haven't seen each other for a long time, why don't you go and have a good chat? As for the remaining position...
Oh, after listening for so long, do you want to go or not?"
Everyone was surprised and followed Hu Wei's gaze towards the audience seats in the distance. They saw that among the vigilant "mediocrities" on the periphery, a player who had been wearing a hood slowly looked up at Hu Wei's gaze, took off his hood, revealing a weathered face with old skin and sagging wrinkles.
Cheng Shi had long expected that not all the people in this place would be mediocre, but he did not expect that with such explosive intelligence, there would still be people who could suppress their curiosity and hide in the crowd and not participate in the discussion.
Isn’t he afraid that the top players in the field will really shut out everyone’s hearing?
However, the players who were invited by Hu Wei most likely had their own methods. This "old man" seemed to be one of the top players of [Decay].
So, who is he?
This doubt did not last long, as the chatty statement immediately pointed out the other party's identity.
"Hey, Old Yu is here too. He's not dead yet?"
The old man called "Old Yutou" laughed and retorted in a hoarse voice:
"I can't die until you are beaten to death by others.
Today, I, an old man, feel like I'm on a roller coaster. I thought my benefactor was gone, but I didn't expect that it was my rival who was gone. Okay, okay.
[Prosperity] has died, how far can this world be from [decay]?
Since the Grand Marshal likes me, then I can't be one of those ignorant people. Go, my old arms and legs need some exercise."
As he said that, the old player in black stood up happily and staggered off the court.
Cheng Shi's eyes narrowed slightly when he saw this scene, thinking that this person should be the second on the [Corrupt] list, Yu Mu.
He only knew that this person's ID was the same as his name, but he didn't know that he was actually so old. Moreover, this didn't seem to be due to the influence of [Decay], but this Yu Mu seemed to be an old man.
As Yu Mu walked down, he glanced at "Zhen Yi". He snorted and said as he walked:
"The girl named Zhen is here too. What a coincidence! Why didn't you mention making a walking stick for me today?"
Cheng Shi was stunned. He didn't expect Zhen Yi to tease even such an old man. He had no choice but to laugh and reply:
"Hee~
I see that you don't have many days left to live, so I might as well wait until you die and clean up your bones to make two pairs of crutches for the benefit of others. What do you think? Isn't this a great idea?"
As soon as the words fell, someone in the audience applauded and echoed:
“Great!
I'll order one first!"
When everyone heard the voice, they looked and saw that the person was none other than Chen Shu.
"......"
"......"
"......"
Yu Mu's face darkened, and his smile froze on his face instantly. But then he stopped, stretched out a pair of wrinkled hands, and said with a fake smile:
"Grand Marshal, since we have met, why don't we try a different strategy?
Before you go get something, stretch your arms and legs.
There are two unlucky things here, should we remove one of them today to purify the gaming environment?"
After saying this, Yu Mu suddenly drew his bow like an old veteran going to war, and aimed a dry vine thorn arrow at Chen Shuo at his feet.
Then there was a loud bang of "buzz", and a strong wind that was difficult to capture with the naked eye rushed towards Chen Shuo.
Cheng Shi's eyes narrowed, thinking that new trouble had come again, but who knew that the next second Chen Shuo would reach out his hand calmly, thrust one hand into the wind and catch the wooden arrow, then flip his wrist and prop the thin wooden branch on the ground, saying with a click of the tongue:
“It’s a little thinner and shorter, and I don’t think it’s as useful as Old Yu’s bones as a walking stick.
I said, Zhen Yi, when can you make this crutch? I am looking forward to it. "
"Zhen Yi" smiled brightly:
"Urgent?
If you are in such a hurry, why not take out your own bones and make me a pair? It is hard to walk without bones, so it will be more convenient to have a pair of crutches."
"......"
This sentence made it impossible for Chen Shu to do it.
I'm not kidding, but you're scolding the only person on the field who is willing to be in the same camp with you. Aren't you really not afraid of being beaten up?
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