No matter how powerful Aunt Tao’s illusion is, it will be useless to meet me, but the question is why she did this, or why she didn’t kill me when she first came into contact with me, I was not very wary of the little boy at that time.

I insisted on performing a bloody drama, but the performance was broken, and it revealed a flaw that made me show up. Isn’t she afraid of being killed by me?

"Where are the others?" Whether to kill her or not is the second choice. I think the task is to find my teammates. Since I can meet Aunt Tao, the others should also be in the same world as us.

"This time it's not a murder game, it's a psychological warfare." Aunt Tao leaned her back against the counter and chose a comfortable position to sit on the ground.

"No need for dead people?"

"It doesn't matter if you die. As long as the player's mental breakdown is broken, even if he is eliminated, several people have already collapsed and self-harm, and they have been demoted."

"What's the benefit of you to stimulate me?"

"One competitor is missing, the game can end early. You can see it. The time here is not synchronized with the original world. Have you ever thought that if one year here is equivalent to one day outside, we will be sleepy for three years. My cosmetics have been used up. If I don't apply a facial mask, my wrinkles will be so deep that I can't even cover the powder."

Her illusion effect disappeared, revealing her true face, the image of the yellow-faced woman just now, with spots, eye bags, crow's feet gathered together, and the girlish feeling disappeared without a trace.

Indeed, according to her ideas, as long as other players collapse, she can end the game early.

"You are confident enough. Thousands of people have collapsed, so you can keep your mind calm." I don't have this kind of confidence. Although I think I have strong psychological tolerance, there are more than 5,000 players who have survived the blow to this day. There are always people who can develop a steely heart. If you don't talk about others, just say death. I think he will definitely not collapse easily.

"Oh... I can cheat one, I don't want to stay in this place where birds don't poop. Otherwise... let's cooperate?"

"You can tell me that you just wanted to harm me, but you turned around and talked about cooperation and dreamed!"

"Look at you, the child has a temper, there are no eternal friends, no eternal enemies, only eternal interests." Aunt Tao was weak, her face was pale, but her smile was very confident. "The Game Association took people apart just to break through the psychological defense of the players one by one. Now they let us meet, it is likely that because you and I have passed the first level and continued to carry out a single attack will be useless."

Listening to Aunt Tao’s analysis, I felt a little fluctuating. It was obviously not because of her good luck.

This woman is calm and cautious, and ruthless. The most important thing is that she is thick-skinned. No matter what holidays she has had before, she can talk to you about cooperation like nothing else.

This is true for the God of Death, and for me.

"I can afford it, you can play slowly." I was not interested in cooperating with her to harm people, but what she said makes sense. Players who have resisted single-player psychological attacks in the game are likely to be put together. If I have time, I might as well find my teammates.

"Haha, you're not so naive, do you think you don't harm others, so they won't harm you? It's not your first time participating in a game, you should know the rules of the game."

I walked to the door and pushed open the door. Before stepping out, I turned around and smiled at her. Aunt Tao looked at me with the expression of a person coming, but I said nothing and walked out of the candy shop without any nostalgia.

Ted thought that I was kind-hearted if I didn’t kill Feilong, and Aunt Tao thought that I was reluctant to join forces with her was ruthless. What a beautiful misunderstanding. I was just waiting for them to fight each other.

I never thought other players would let me go, but they also had the ability to kill me. If the ant doesn't come to bite you, you will chase it and step on it, and the matter will be delayed.

I haven't forgotten my original intention of participating in the game. I just have time. I can explore the time and space I am everywhere and see how powerful the space technology the president of the Game Association is.

After leaving the Candy House, I wandered around the city, using the antenna to explore every corner of the city without missing any details.

All the data proves that this is a real city, and all living people live here.

I bought this needle-and-thread gadget from a grocery store far from the city center and took it to the market in the city center to sell it.

There are no counters in the markets in the city, and they are all roadside stalls. The better ones are placed on tables and simple shelves, and if there are not, they will lay a piece of plastic cloth on the ground.

I searched for a long time before I found an empty seat. It was located at the end of the market and the passenger flow was not large, so no one rushed me.

My left and right are a half-sized child, and an old man who sells several bundles of wilted radishes, while the child sells flashlights without batteries and several other worn-out small appliances.

I pretended to shout a few times, and when I saw no one coming, I sat down for a while before I took the initiative to talk to the old man.

But the old man ignored me and he packed up his things and left without waiting for me to talk.

The conversation failed. I touched my nose and was about to continue shouting, but the child next to me suddenly spoke:

"You really came from outside?"

The child's head was pale, a little bald man, his face was dirty, and his dried snot hung between his lips and nose, with soil falling on it, looking like he had a small black beard.

His clothes were also covered with dust. I suspect that the old electrical appliances he sold might have been brought back from a garbage dump.

At this moment, he looked at me with a scrutiny look. I just told the old man that I came from outside the city. I originally wanted to talk to him as a foreigner, but I didn't get through. Now, when I heard the tone of the child, it seemed that "outsider" was a very strange identity.

"Yes." I was not sure what the child was thinking, so I could only talk less so that he would not be suspected.

"Do you have protective clothing?" The child looked behind me.

"Well... it's gone." I didn't even carry a backpack on my body. Besides, I don't know what protective clothing is, or it's safer to lose it.

"Are there zombies outside?" The little boy was not confused about the protective clothing, so he changed the topic and continued to talk.

"Well, at least I didn't see it on the way."

"Mom said that all the people outside were dead. This is the last refuge. Have you ever seen other living people? Outside."

"No."

"Have you heard the story of Lei Feng?"

The little boy's topic is too jumpy. The first thing I think of in my mind is the young man who loves helping others, and he casually responds: "Who? Lei Feng?"

"Yes, in order to save the world, she wants to go back to the past to stop the disaster, but she failed
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