Time seemed to freeze, and thinking stopped. At this moment, all the superfluous thoughts in Xiang Nanxing's mind suddenly disappeared, and all he could think of was the word "save people".

And before his brain began to work, his body had already rushed out on its own, and by the time he came back to his senses, his feet had already stepped on the bridge of the "Road of the Brave", and his hands were reaching forward, and he was about to grab the old man's floating clothes.

However, as shown before. Distance, which wipes out all possibilities created by speed.

At the last moment, Xiang Nanxing's fingertips brushed the edge of his clothes, and he grabbed it with all his might, but only grabbed the air in his hand. He suddenly lost his balance, and the whole person threw himself forward, but at the same time as he fell, he saw that the old man's entire body had fallen out of the range of the overpass.

He could see it, but he couldn't touch it anymore.

Time flows again in the blank brain, but with the texture of skipping frames. The successive plots are cut into discrete scenes, which are constantly superimposed in front of the retina. Xiang Nanxing saw the old man's hand stretched out to this side when he fell, saw his feet that were still twitching, and the crutches that had been thrown aside. When his face slammed on the bridge deck, and the old man's entire body disappeared under the level of the overpass, and he could no longer see it, Xiang Nanxing was still replaying these images in front of him.

Lingering.

"Ahh

In this seemingly endless nightmare, the scream of "Sika Deer" suddenly sounded behind him, like a knife forcibly cutting through the center of the picture, and also recalling his already distant senses. Maybe there's hope! Xiang Nanxing suddenly propped himself up, poked his head out, and looked down from the edge of the bridge.

The gravitational pull of reality shattered his last illusions. He only had time to see the moment when the old man fell into the mist. The figure in the "sloth" hood waved its limbs helplessly in the air, but it could not slow down the fall. Thus he fell into the milky white cloud, and made a hole in the cotton. From there, Xiang Nanxing seemed to see the gray cement pavement behind the old man for a moment, but the surrounding fog immediately replenished, covering up this scene and his figure again.

After a long time, it felt like half a century had passed, and a muffled sound came from below, very small, but like a hammer hitting everyone's heart directly. The message contained in this voice could not be more obvious, not only Xiang Nanxing and "Sika Deer" who failed to save people, but even those who remained on the rooftop and did not act, most of them stayed in place for a while.

In the midst of the silence, an untimely voice suddenly sounded.

"Eleven and a half seconds, five hundred meters high."

The "wolfdog" muttered to himself, his voice cold and unforgiving. Xiang Nanxing turned his head in surprise, and as far as his eyes could see, the wolf dog hood that was close at hand. The eyes of the two met for a moment, and each other was speechless.

"Eleven and a half seconds? Five hundred meters? ”

A few hundred meters away, a person made a puzzled sound. But then a voice answered him.

"It's listening to the sound of heavy objects falling, using the free-fall formula to calculate the height of the building, and reading more books."

The person who spoke was a blind middle-aged man who had just briefly fought with Xiang Nanxing. He sat on the seat of a helicopter with his arms folded, leaning back and closing his eyes. His hearing was obscured by the noise of the propellers, and his eyes could not see, but at this time, he seemed to be in the scene, firmly controlling the situation in the distance.

"Hmph, but it's not up to me to explain it synchronously." The person who spoke before muttered discontentedly. This is a young man who looks to be in his early twenties, and he is also wearing the host's signature black suit, but his posture is somewhat more awkward than that of a middle-aged man who sits calmly.

He unbuttoned the front of his suit, opened it and lay down directly on the steel plate of the cabin. He was holding a heavy sniper rifle in his hand, although the body of the gun was fixed on the edge of the hatch, but because the helicopter itself was not completely stable, the muzzle of the gun had been shaking irregularly up and down, left and right during the whole process, and it was quite difficult to complete the sniper under such conditions.

However, sniping was not his task in the first place, and now he uses the sniper scope the most, like the sentence just now, after he saw the shape of the mouth from the eyepiece, he relied on the ability to read lips to restore.

Judging from the posture of these two people, the status of the middle-aged person is probably higher, but the communication between them is obviously not hierarchical, and it is more like a tone of joking between peers. After the young man understood the meaning of the words "wolf dog", his frowning brow had just stretched out a little, and he immediately wrinkled again.

"It's just that people who can calmly calculate and maximize the value of other people's deaths in this situation will soon be isolated, right?" He shook his head, "If it were me, I wouldn't have said it even if I thought about it in this case, and once I was ostracized by the group and couldn't find my teammates, it would be very difficult to win the game." ”

"You're wrong." The middle-aged man shook his head, "First of all, the first conclusion is wrong. Although the people there have not yet shown their willingness to fight each other, they have more or less thought of going there, but they just haven't had time to show it. Although the fall of the "sloth" did not see the intervention of external forces, it refreshed the lower limit of sacrifice in this game as expected. And the 'wolfhound''s speech tore through the illusion of peace that had been hanging over the surface of the game, and although it wasn't enough to tear it all off, it was enough to cause a change in the atmosphere - in any case, it was better than the lifeless situation before, and I guess it was with this in mind that he decided to show it even if he took the risk. ”

"And that means you won't be able to find your teammates?" The middle-aged man sneered, "On the contrary, the teammates who are attracted by this sentence are the ones who can really come in handy, in this game, screening teammates is much more important than finding teammates, if you accidentally catch a virgin, even if the level is higher than others, you will be dragged down to the point that it is difficult to win in the end." ”

As he spoke, the arrow of consciousness was already pointing at the man on the rooftop. Of course, the young man lying on the ground didn't know who he was thinking of at this time, but he had been observing the players, and naturally had his own opinions on the question of "who is the Virgin".

"You're talking about Xiang Nanxing, right?" The young man smiled, "Indeed, his behavior is different among these people. ”

The helicopter slowly flew closer to that side, and the distance was much closer. The young man sat up and skillfully disassembled and put away the sniper rifle. He took out another pair of ordinary binoculars and observed the situation on the rooftop, and continued to talk as he watched.

"But that's normal. Of all these people, his goal of winning is the weakest. Compared to those who have come to the brink of collapse and are completely risking their lives to compete, he just wants to know some information, and it may not be exclusive. However, it is clear that such a goal is not enough to bring any additional motivation, and in the critical moment of the life-and-death duel, perhaps it is this extra strength that will determine the winner. ”

"If it's just a weak motive, it's easy to solve." The middle-aged man smiled, "I've heard about some of this person's deeds before, and after actually coming into contact with him, I feel even more extreme than I have heard." ”

"Extreme?" The young man looked at it strangely, "He looks like a very peaceful person." ”

"That's the surface. You have to look into it, or touch it in person, look at this person's potential, this person's heart, and you will find that he actually has extreme strength by ordinary people's standards, and the same extreme ......" The middle-aged man paused, and finally found a suitable word, "Hypocrite physique." ”

"Hypocrite?" The young man chewed on these three words and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He smiled and said, "I've heard about this man before. Claiming not to kill.,But in the game that Mr. Matsumoto did, he allowed his teammates to kill each other.,Obviously I can't stand this kind of game.,But there's no intention of rising up to resist.。 ”

The middle-aged man was silent for a while.

"For most people, it's not something that can be fought head-on." He looked up, "I sometimes think that if I were deprived of my skills and thrown me into such an environment, I don't know how far I would go." ”

The young man's laughter faded away. He glanced up at the middle-aged man, then turned his head to look at the rooftop in the distance, a thoughtful expression on his face.

"But even so, I'm still me. Even if you can't keep up, you will continue to try to have fun in that environment and keep climbing up. He thought for a moment and replied.

"Yes, I'll still be me. At his age, he would have to mess up the whole game. The middle-aged man nodded, "The selection game will originally highlight the nature of people, and in that situation where there is no way out, everyone has to come up with a full copy of the things to deal with, and it will also expose the nature that was originally wrapped in layers in civilized society." However, he is an exception. ”

His closed eyes were facing the rooftop, as if he wanted to use his cloudy eyeballs to glimpse the truth in the distance.

So far, he has carried out his own twisted set. I don't want to hurt anyone, I don't want to be hurt, but I still restrain myself in the jungle with the old set, and when I encounter a situation that I can't escape, I will pretend to reflect on it. He also seemed to know that as soon as he crossed that line, he would fall into another path and never turn back. The middle-aged man smiled, "It's time to wake up." During this time of struggle, he had actually felt the demon hiding in his body. This hypocrisy is just to desperately suppress it and not let it escape. ”

"I remember you saying that now he can almost squeeze into the sequence of official hosts." The young man said, "In other words, if you let go completely, it will be stronger?" Is it possible for an ordinary person with no training to get to this point? ”

"Untrained, huh." The middle-aged man laughed, "A person who is not trained in firearms can hit a button on the wall with one shot in the counting time?" An ordinary person who has only learned a little taekwondo as an amateur is enough to live a few tricks in the dark with me in just a few months without dying? In terms of strength, it's no different from the average person, but this skill, are you sure it's really 'untrained?' ’”

"You mean?"

"A lot of things are buried in there, and after many years, even if the memory in the brain is gone, the muscles and nerve reflexes will always remember. To put it more ideally, there is a genetically determined part in this, don't forget that he is the son of those two people! One is a rare genius with supreme qualifications in history, and the other is a monster who broke through the border and rushed to the gate of the royal family. What kind of training he had before the age of ten, I guess you can't imagine. ”

"So, later this series of audition games just awakened some memories in the body." The middle-aged man let out a long sigh, "But if you can't see your nature clearly and insist on suppressing yourself, no matter how talented you are and how strong you are, it will be in vain." ”

"So, in a game where everybody will do their best......" the young man frowned.

"Yes."

The middle-aged man prophesied categorically.

"As I arranged. This game, he will lose. ”

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