Chapter 177: Little Boy (For Ling Ran and More~)

"It doesn't matter...... Tan Xiao scratched his hair, "It's okay to be beautiful and in good shape, it doesn't matter if you're old or something." ”

Bai Youwei's face became gloomy.

Teacher Cheng hurriedly reassured: "The pink skeleton, the appearance is temporary, the most important thing for girls is the inside, and the beauty of the soul is the real beauty......"

"......" Bai Youwei's face became even more gloomy.

Shen Mo laughed silently on the side, this topic was so crooked that he couldn't even pull it back.

A few people were chatting, at this time, a little boy not far away came over cautiously, and probably felt that the atmosphere of their chat was not bad, and interjected at the right time to ask:

"Excuse me...... Do you need to buy a map? ”

Everybody looked at it.

The child is really small, estimated to be about ten years old, and he is being stared at by everyone at the moment, and his face shows nervousness.

Bai Youwei hadn't seen a child for a long time.

Not only children, but also old people like Cheng Weicai are also rare. Of course, a disabled person like her is even rarer.

"Kid, are you selling maps?" Teacher Cheng asked him with a pleasant face.

The little boy was holding a map in his hand, drawn by hand with a pencil, and he drew it so carefully that he could see the traces of the eraser repeatedly scribbling and revising.

"You're going into the labyrinth, aren't you?" The little boy said, "This is a map in the labyrinth, and I will sell it to you as long as I have one item." ”

Labyrinth map?

Sell a prop?

Everyone was stunned.

If it was someone else, it would be fine, but the one who came to do business was such a young child.

Teacher Cheng couldn't help asking, "Little friend, how old are you and what is your name?" ”

The little boy didn't answer, his eyes looked at the faces of several of them, and finally he felt that Shen Mo was the "head", so he stared at him and asked:

"Do you want a map? I also have a map of the city, and the game area is marked, so it will be safe to go out of the city with the map, and the price is also a prop. Do you want it? ”

Shen Mo glanced at the map in his hand, and asked in a flat tone, "How can you prove that your map is true and reliable?" ”

The little boy pursed his lips in embarrassment, as if he was struggling with how to answer.

Bai Youwei looked at the child, a little fat man with a tiger head and a tiger brain, carrying a schoolbag, with thick eyebrows, small eyes, and quite cute, but he was a little sunburned, and some of his skin was red and dry.

It's strange and pitiful to think about, I used to be raised by my family to have fine skin and tender meat, but now my family is probably gone, and I have to learn to support myself at a young age.

She asked him, half-teasingly, half-tentatively: "If you go in, you may not be able to get out, and no one will prove that your map is useful, so why should I take a prop and buy it?" The city map is even more unnecessary, don't you know that the game area will change? ”

The child was stunned, "Will the play area change?" ”

"You don't know?" "As long as no player enters the game for 7 days, the game area will move randomly, and the direction and distance cannot be judged, and the place where the crowd is concentrated will be automatically locked anyway!" ”

The little boy listened, his expression looked dazed, and after a while, he nodded and muttered, "Oh...... In that case, you really don't need my map......"

The voice is lonely, and people can't help but feel distressed.

Teacher Cheng almost couldn't hold back, and was about to pull out his mud, but was held down by Shen Mo.

Shen Mo asked the little boy, "What do you want props for?" You are so young, even if you get the props, you will be snatched away quickly, maybe your life will not be guaranteed, and the props will only bring you trouble. ”

When Teacher Cheng heard this, he suddenly came back to his senses, although he hadn't done anything, he was shocked into a cold sweat and felt afraid.

He almost killed the kid.

"I want to get out of here." The little boy's gaze glanced at a group of young people not far away, "However, without props, you are not qualified to join Feige's team." ”