Forces of Temptation

This search went from the east to the west.

Nan Zhou walked at the front of the trio, and measured the entire town with a steady pace.

The weather outside is so hot that people's eyes turn white.

Everyone is just crazy, not stupid.

Occasionally, they can capture a few figures dangling outside, and all of them are like ghosts in the daytime, trying to blend into the few shadows, walking alone, their figures are indistinct from a distance, and the whole body is indistinct. The outline is like a **** with a burning phantom.

The town is too big, and there is no sense of difference between the houses. Li Yinhang has long lost his sense of direction. In addition, Nanzhou is leading the way, crossing the streets and alleys, like As if she already knew the map by heart, she simply folded the map and fanned all the way.

When she walked down this day, she walked in a daze, feeling that she had completed the investigation, and it seemed that there was no investigation at all.

When it was getting dark, Li Yinhang, who was numb, no longer knew where this place was.

She had a blank face, thinking, if I had known, I would have carried a tent out today.

Coincidentally, the senior in charge of the area suddenly drove a sightseeing car and passed by them, which ended the day-long roaming that I didn't know how to end.

The speed of the sightseeing car is not fast, and the weather in the evening has cooled down, and the cool breeze is blowing on the body, which is very comfortable.

Nan Zhou took off his suit and windbreaker, put it on one arm, the other arm naturally hangs on the side of the car rail, and looked at the various buildings passing gently by the street.

Li Yinhang peeked at him.

After a whole day in the sun, his skin was not red or sweaty, and he sat there clean and beautiful, like a dummy made of thin ceramics .

Therefore, when this silent porcelain man suddenly spoke, it really shocked Li Yinhang.

He turned around and asked the senior: "Why do you design it like this?"

Senior looked at the road distracted, and turned halfway over his face: "What design?"

Nan Zhou said in an indifferent tone, "This settlement is round."

Li Yinhang was stunned, and subconsciously unfolded the crumpled map in her hand.

Yesterday, the area map given to them by the seniors was a simple road map, which only marked the locations of 200 patients for them, and the streets on the map were quite regular, with only squares and no circles.

When she came today, every independent road is horizontal and vertical.

How could...

Then she heard the senior reply: "Because it has always been like this."

…grass.

It's true.

Now Li Yinhang wanted to see how Nan Zhou's mind built a three-dimensional model from the spider web-like layout.

Nan Zhou: "Always."

Senior: "Yes."

Nanzhou: "All the houses are always no higher than the third floor?"

Senior: "Yes."

Nanzhou: "Except for the road we came in, which leads to the outside world, all roads lead to the end, and they are dead ends. Is this always the case?"

Senior: "Yes."

Li Yinhang: “…”

Although she knew that the town was abnormal, the more she listened, the colder her back became.

…and, she was really lonely that day.

Nan Zhou: "Thank you for telling me this."

"If I don't tell you, you will be more curious, and maybe you will climb over the wall." The senior politely said, "This is not good."

"Not allowed?"

The senior replied: "It's not allowed. When we pick you up, we will go through several steps. If they meet people outside, they will panic. Everyone is a family. It's best for the people in here to be at peace with each other."

Nanzhou was noncommittal: "Have you seen your 'God'?"

Senior did not answer immediately, but glanced at the rearview mirror.

Jiang Fang Zhiyi looked out of the car, his temperament was as calm as water, and the years were quiet.

But his pale pupils moved silently to the end of his eyes, and glanced at the senior.

Senior looked back and replied, "Not yet."

Nanzhou: "Who can see him?"

Senior: "What do you do when you see 'God'?"

Nan Zhou: "If you don't do anything, I just want to see it."

The senior turned the steering wheel, turned into an alley, and calmly said: "There is always a chance."

Nanzhou gave an "oh", stopped asking questions, completely quieted down, and returned to the undisturbed porcelain man.

His eyes swept across the closed shops along the street.

It's not just the weird layout here that makes him suspicious.

How can this ideal production method that is too comfortable and cannot be maintained for a long time at all, how can this town be maintained for a long time?

When he was thinking, Jiang Fang smiled to himself in the face of the gentle breeze.

He didn't need to look at Nanzhou to roughly guess what thoughts were going through his mind.

He is like a blank sheet of paper when it comes to interpersonal communication, immersed in his own world, but in other respects he is very keen.

After a day, Nan Zhou has such a discovery in this labyrinth town, his insight is already quite good.

This design is also intentional by Jiang Fang.

If there is no crisis here, and it is a true "Garden of Eden" with freedom to come and go, equality and justice, Nanzhou will be more suspicious and will choose to leave directly.

In that case, when he leaves the scope of the "Garden of Eden", the dream world he builds will go to waste.

Get off the bus at the entrance of the hotel and watch the sightseeing car chug away. Nan Zhou is thoughtful, his eyelashes are long and drooping, covering the bottomless dark blue of his pupils. moving.

Jiang Fang: "What do you think?"

Nan Zhou turned around and said abruptly, "If we kill that 'God', can we leave?"

Jiang Fang: “…”

He was taken aback by Nan Zhou's straightforwardness.

But he quickly lowered his head, hiding a slightly excited smile at the corner of his mouth.

He is not afraid of that possibility, but really expects a showdown with Nanzhou.

It will be interesting then.

Thinking like this in my heart, Jiang Fang's tone was aggrieved: "Is it bad here?"

Nan Zhou thought about his own thoughts, but did not notice his abnormality: "Great. It seems fake."

Jiang Fang: "Then there is no need to kill 'God', we currently have too little information."

Nan Zhou stopped talking.

If he was the only one, he would definitely do it.

But it's different now, he has two humans to protect.

Jiang Fang asked: "What's your plan next?"

Nan Zhou: "I'm thinking."

"Stay?"

"Not good. Who knows if we'll become real lunatics after staying here for a long time."

"Take a risk and find that 'God'?"

"You were right just now. Killing him might cause bad things."

"Then... leave?"

Nan Zhou pondered for a moment: "It's not good either."

"Yes." Jiang Fang agreed, "As you said, there is only one way in and out. If we leave rashly, what impact will it have?"

Li Yinhang inserted in a timely manner to make a summary: "Then, stay first? Let's wait and see what changes?"

Nan Zhou and Jiang Fang looked at each other and nodded.

Agreed, a busy day can be considered a rough result.

After she settled down for a while, Jiang Fang went to cook, Li Yinhang started by the side, Nan Zhou watched for a while, then turned back to the room and planned to take a shower.

With Nanzhou's paper body, there is no need to clean yourself.

However, the feeling of water running through his skin helped him think.

After washing, Nan Zhou walked out of the bathroom with bare feet, put on a bath towel, and sat down beside the bed.

He grew up alone in his twenties in Nevertown, because he had been isolated from the world for a long time, and when he didn't speak, he still had the temperament of a teenager.

However, after sitting for a while, his thoughts were interrupted by a scent that did not belong to him.

He smelled this smell last night, and it belonged to Jiang Fang.

Slightly astringent green tea with a touch of natural woody aroma.

He sniffed on the quilt and pillow.

As the night passed, the scent had clearly faded.

Nanzhou followed the scent all the way and finally located the source of the scent.

…It turned out to be the smell of wishing paper cranes in the lucky bag.

He took out the hard paper crane, held it in the palm of his hand, scrutinized it for a while, and then stretched out his hand to pull the paper crane's tail, causing its wings to make small fluttering movements.

He was easily entertained by such gadgets and played for a long time.

So, after putting the paper crane back into the lucky bag, his fingertips were also stained with the smell of Jiang Fang.

They really live like this.

Li Yinhang has always been suspicious and unbelieving, and since he has made a choice, he will go all the way to the dark.

Nanzhou they said to stay first, and she stayed there.

Next things, later.

After secret observation, Li Yinhang was finally convinced of one thing with his IQ.

His new teammate is definitely a green tea and does everything in his power to seduce another of his new teammates.

For example, in one day, he will make an appointment with Nanzhou to do several things.

However, there is always a little thing that will be missed for various reasons.

For example, he wants to make fruit tarts for Nanzhou, for example, he wants to tell Nanzhou his own story.

In short, it's something they both have to do together.

When it was late at night, Jiang Fang would always pat his head with a smile: "Ah, I forgot. I'm too tired today, let's do it tomorrow."

…not only whetted the appetite, but also quietly made an appointment for what to do the next day, creating such an "unfinished event", so that Nan Zhou would be with him the next day. Looking forward to doing things together.

The lucky bag that I carry with me keeps the green tea smell on Jiang Fang for a long time.

Li Yinhang once doubted what kind of fragrance it was and why it had a lasting effect.

The question was later answered.

One day, when Li Yinhang went to Nanzhou's room to ask something, she saw with her own eyes that when Nanzhou was taking a bath, Jiang Fang openly took out the blessing bag and sprayed perfume on it.

Being smashed by Li Yinhang, he was not in a hurry, just gave her a gentle smile.

…Goosebumps all over her laughing.

One day after staying inseparable with Nanzhou for a few days, Jiang Fang suddenly disappeared in the hotel.

Nan Zhou was really anxious.

Despite his anxiety, he was calm.

He didn't walk aimlessly, but climbed to the roof, facing the scorching sun, looking around, waiting for Jiang Fang to come back.

Jiang Fang did not disappear for long.

An hour later, he returned on time.

Nan Zhou asked: "Why did you suddenly go out alone?"

Jiang Fang smiled and said, "Ah, there are only canned fruits in the hotel. I want to find some fresh fruits for you. Are you in a hurry?"

Since it was for himself, Nan Zhou couldn't say anything.

He gave a low "um", thought about it, and then said, "Take me with you next time you go out."

Jiang Fang rubbed his hair and replied, "Okay, no problem."

Li Yinhang watched from the side, thinking that if anyone has the ability to say something and give up, refuse to welcome, no one can take it down.

But she didn't dare to say anything, she could only observe silently, and then stay alone in the empty room.

…By the way, I put mouse traps and cockroach glue under my bed, hoping to catch the things that scratch the wall in the dead of night every day.

They can wait, but the other party can't.

Five days have passed since I was in town.

The Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties were unable to obtain any information about the "Cube Ark". Every day was monotonous and tedious manual labor.

This kind of tedious and uninteresting waiting, it is unclear what the result will be, but Tang Song's injury is actually getting heavier and heavier.

The lashes formed two small dark shadows on the cheeks.

Yuan Mingqing sat beside his bed, lifted the quilt, and changed his dressing.

When the gauze was lifted, what was dripping on it was festering flesh.

Jiang Fang said that he was kind, but the shot was impartial, right at the bone, aimed at destroying him.

Yuan, Ming and Qing were anxious in their hearts, not obvious on their faces, and lightheartedly relieved Tang Song: "The weather is not good."

I'm not dying, it's summer now, with lush vegetation and water vapor.

In the subtropical summer, the towel is always dry, hanging on the rusty iron hook, and it will emit an unpleasant smell of damp rust within a long time.

The medicine provided to them in the small town was quite perfunctory, and it seemed that they had no intention of curing Tang Song at all.

Yuan, Ming and Qing had secretly opened the storage compartment countless times in the night when the screen was turned off from the camera.

But he knew that because of the setting of "Amnesia", he absolutely could not use any props.

With their current attention, it is impossible to block the camera 24/7.

He felt like a thief, sitting on a house full of treasures, but he didn't dare to spend even a penny.

Under all kinds of fears, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties could only watch the situation in Tang and Song Dynasties deteriorate day by day.

He was also constrained to take any effective action.

Everyone knows that he brought a wounded person, and he had to go back to the dormitory to take care of him after work, so that after so many days, Yuan, Ming and Qing did not even step out of the factory gate.

He couldn't help but wonder, at the beginning, should he be more decisive, give up Tang and Song Dynasties, and go with Nan Zhou and Jiang Fang?

No.

That seems like a dead end.

When Tang Song got the gun and had the opportunity to end the game with one shot, he was like Eve who was seduced by the snake, picked up the apple, and opened the way come down.

…the "Garden of Eden", for their "Adam", it is very unlucky.

Yuan, Ming and Qing got rid of all kinds of thoughts, applied medicine for Tang and Song, and twisted a cool towel handle for him and put it on his forehead.

Tang Song continued to have a low-grade fever, and his face had already turned a bad bluish gray.

Anyone can see that his condition is extremely poor,

When the Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties were busy, Tang Song always closed his eyes, as if he was immersed in a bad sleep.

But when Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties began to clean up the blood-stained gauze for him, he said abruptly: "I thought of a way."

Yuan, Ming and Qing: "What?"

Tang Song raised his eyelashes with great effort, but with all his strength, he could only open half of his eyes.

He tried his best to keep his words clear: "You report me. Report me...I'm a normal person, I'm pretending to be crazy."

Yuan Mingqing thought it was a joke, so he subconsciously pursed his lips and smiled.

However, after he saw Tang Song's solemn expression, he pulled the smile from the corner of his mouth.

He rolled the gauze into a ball and squeezed it in the palm of his hand.

The flesh and blood of Tang Song on the top was abnormally hot.

This is characteristic of carbon-based organisms.

Yuan Mingqing held the **** gauze, as if holding a heart.

He suspected that he had been living in this body for too long, and he seemed to grow a little compassion.

This is disgusting.

"I thought about it." Yuan Mingqing dismissed those unnecessary thoughts and replied in a relaxed tone as possible.

Tang Song: "Why not do it?"

His tone was originally a questioning tone, but with the heat exhaling from his mouth, his tone was completely softened, the ending was slightly dragged, and it was abnormally weak.

Yuan Mingqing: "Because it may not be cost-effective. I betray you, and I don't know what I can get in return."

Tang Song: "Don't make trouble. I'm here, it's your drag. If I go on like this, the wound will become infected and necrotic, and I will die sooner or later. It's better to play a role. - You always have some credit for reporting. , if it goes well enough, if you make a request, maybe you will be able to meet the owner of the town, what kind of **** 'god' they say..."

Yuan Mingqing: "But if you die..."

Tang and Song Dynasty decisively interrupted Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties: "If you die, you will die!"

Yuan, Ming and Qing bowed their heads for a long time, gripping the gauze in their palms so hot and fishy.

He was right.

This is a PVP copy.

In a PVP, as long as they win, even if one person dies, there is nothing. After the game is won, they will automatically resurrect.

Just…

Yuan, Ming and Qing were not reconciled.

They clearly had the upper hand and the advantage, but watched them all lose and turn into shackles that bound themselves.

The missed opportunity, the failed win, the "amnesia" setting that bound them, the snatched spear, the broken knee...

Were they forced to this field just by having a face-to-face with the "Cube Ark" in the galloping train?

The Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties refused to betray the Tang and Song Dynasties, and they also avoided it subconsciously.

…Escape the possibility of fighting alone.

"Let me think about it." In the end, Yuan Mingqing gave the answer softly, "... Think again."

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