The scene in front of him provoked bursts of exclamations.

The reality of the world of the Dome Forest is far more cruel than what they see.

On the surface, it is peaceful, but in the next second, it may be dragged into purgatory on earth. The peaceful scene of the loud voices is not clear from the desolate and dilapidated world outside.

Here, there are countless variables.

And the possibility that they want to survive in it without being oppressed and plundered by high-level people is very small.

At this time, including Lian Zhuo, everyone's heads were big.

Keeping their lives from being harvested and completing their mission of transforming themselves is the task of their trip.

But no one told them what to do?

"Oh my God!" Mrs. Li Rongzhi was so frightened that she was discolored, she was forty or fifty years old, how could she still face such a thing!

"This is going to kill me!" Aunt Meng also cried.

Because of the previous reasons, everyone was a little estranged from her, and at this time, she felt that everyone seemed to have formed a small group, and she was isolated.

"Just let me die! If I die, they'll be fine! ”

Aunt Meng cried for a while, and when she saw more information about the Firmament World, she also began to give up on herself, and simply fell to the ground and began to splash and roll.

When the others saw this, their faces were also ugly, and as soon as they retreated, they isolated her.

In everyone's minds, this road ahead is already confused, and whether they can save their lives is still two words.

The more anxious people are, the more people will subconsciously huddle together to keep warm, trying to make themselves more likely to survive through team cooperation.

Obviously, Aunt Meng gave up on herself in this way, and the behavior that affected her mood was not a good choice for teammates.

Everyone can't help but think deeply, will such a person in his own team drag down the whole team, and will he affect his own life at some point?

This is a question that everyone has to think about.

When Aunt Meng saw this, she cried even more fiercely. While pounding his chest, he shouted, "Let me die!" It's good to be dead! I don't have to drag you down when I die..."

Aunt Meng's words made several young people's faces a little ugly.

Mrs. Li was also moved and wanted to comfort her, but she was pulled by the daughter next to her, shaking her head and signaling her not to speak.

At this time, a monstrous wave rose in Lian Zhuo's heart, he stared directly at Aunt Meng, watching her sit on the ground crying and complaining and cursing, only to feel that his brain was hot, as if something was surging, which made him involuntarily become particularly excited.

What's going on?!

He was immersed in his thoughts, but the situation on the field changed again.

"You want to die?" The empty voice suddenly appeared.

Aunt Meng shuddered and nodded tremblingly: "What's the use of my old wife going, it's not to send me to death, I might as well die as soon as possible, and I don't have to drag everyone down......"

Aunt Meng said very nicely, and Xiao Ye and Mrs. Li also thought of herself, and her face was a little moved.

Others have different minds, and this voice in this redemption space is particularly mysterious, it does not introduce itself, nor does it answer everyone's questions, but it always suddenly appears at some critical moment, as if it has been spying on everyone's performance.

The others didn't speak, but they all secretly observed Aunt Meng's reaction.

"I, my old wife, went to that place of Rausch and still died, it is better to die now!"

As soon as Aunt Meng's tone changed, she yelled to die.

"Yes."

"Huh?!" Aunt Meng was stunned and froze there.

Immediately after, a white tube of reagent appeared in front of her and landed on her hand.

"If you want to give up your chosen fate and face death, drink the potion in your hand!"

Aunt Meng held the reagent in her hand, swallowed her saliva, a little nervous, and completely forgot that she was crying and shouting to die just now.

Lian Zhuo Fangcai's excited state froze instantly, and his eyes gradually eased.

He stared at Aunt Meng thoughtfully, and made a guess in his heart.

So, he tentatively spoke: "Aunt Meng, do you really want to give up?" ”

"It's not that I want to give up, it's that I'm afraid, I'm so old, it doesn't matter if I die, I can't drag you young people down..."

As soon as Aunt Meng saw someone talking, she cried again at Lian Zhuo's words, with a handful of snot and tears, coupled with her elderly appearance, it was really quite sympathetic.

Lian Zhuo only felt that his scalp jumped, and the warm feeling beat on his scalp again, although it was far weaker than before, but under his careful feeling, it was still unobstructed.

It's true!

Those who have been "absorbed" by him have been "absorbed" by him, strictly speaking, already belong to his infected, and their mood fluctuations are also generating emotional energy all the time, the greater the fluctuation, the higher the emotional energy, and the more he absorbs and perceives.

Looking back now, when Wang Nian repented before, he should have felt it.

It's just that he was also greatly affected at that time, not only the plan they were about to implement, but also this imaginary node space, all of which were too different from his imagination.

At that time, he only felt that his scalp was numb, and his whole body was in an unusually high state, so that he did not notice the abnormality of his body at all.

Quietly pulling out the mirror, he carefully prepared to check the energy jellyfish on his head.

But when I raised my eyes, my head was empty.

Lian Yue didn't help him, he couldn't see.

Lian Zhuo frowned, when will he be able to see those wisps of energy that are full of energy without relying on Lian Yue?

Aunt Meng cried and cried, but she didn't see Lian Zhuo react again.

When I looked up again, I found that his eyes were scattered, and he didn't know where his thoughts had drifted.

Looking at the others, some avoided her eyes one by one, and some stared at her with a smile, but they didn't answer her words at all.

"How? Have you thought about it? ”

The voice sounded again, and Aunt Meng's face suddenly froze.

Then, her face changed again, stained with a hint of heaviness: "That's it, there are so many people, I am the only deserter, and I will lose the face of my ancestors and ancestors when I say it, anyway, I will die, although I didn't make any contribution to society when I was young, when I am old, I can fight hard, and I can die as I deserve it..."

Aunt Meng seemed to be talking to herself, but her voice was not small, and it reached everyone's ears clearly and accurately.

At this point, everyone understood that she had to think carefully.

This one doesn't really want to die, but wants to take this opportunity to make a fuss, so that a few sympathetic fools can be used as back-ups for her when the time comes.

If it's just a hand, I believe that no matter what she says or not, others will be happy to help.

But looking at her appearance, I'm afraid it's not as simple as wanting people to help by the way.

At this moment, no one spoke, and the entire redemption space fell into silence again.

"So, what is your choice?"

The empty voice sounded again, and Aunt Meng lowered her head, her face was very ugly.