"Do you want them to fend for themselves?"

"Nope." Hearing Wen Qiayun's words, Xiao Mo shook his head, and then he explained:

"Those students are now using us as their saviors, putting all their hopes on us, and it would be a little too cruel for us to watch them killed.

As I have said before, we will do everything we can to rescue every victim.

However, this time the incident was a bit tricky, and we couldn't actively participate in the rescue, but I don't think there was a problem with indirect participation. ”

"What do you mean by indirect involvement?"

The crowd didn't understand for a while. Seeing this, Xiao Mo thought about it and could only explain again:

That is, when the victim's death time is close to "0", we do not participate in the rescue, but we can direct the people behind him to try to rescue him.

Let's take Liang Lei as an example, if Liang Lei's death time tends to be close to "0", then we can command Zhang Song behind him, and let Zhang Song follow our method to try to save Liang Lei. And so on.

In this way, we will avoid the fate of the two medical staff in the Second Hospital of the City University and Master Fitch who were tragically affected for saving people. ”

After speaking, Xiao Mo glanced at the people who were sitting on the sofa, and deliberately raised his voice and asked:

"What do you think?"

"No comment." Everyone nodded in agreement, but no one stood up and said that there was no need to save the students.

How about Li Shuai and the others, Xiao Motong has already understood it very clearly after such a long period of contact, but Li Sixuan and the few newcomers, he doesn't know anything at all.

He deliberately looked at Li Sixuan and Liu Ying at this time, but asked:

"Do you have any good ideas?"

"No, I think you're good at that." Li Sixuan met Xiao Mo's gaze head-on, and said without being stunned. Xiao Mo smiled, and then looked at Liu Ying:

"What about you?"

"I ...... I'm the same as Sister Xuan. Liu Ying's heart is obviously worse than Li Sixuan's. The voice trembled a little.

Chen Cheng and Wen Qiayun all looked at Xiao Mo with some incomprehension at this time, not knowing which one Xiao Mo would sing again, but soon, Xiao Mo gave his explanation:

"The situation of several of you newcomers is very dangerous, and you could die at any moment."

After Li Sixuan and Liu Ying heard this, their faces suddenly lost blood. As for Xiao Mo, he ignored them and continued:

"As for how you can break free from this curse and finally be free, I was back when you first got on the bus. I have already told you in more detail.

At present, the known method is to pass one level after another until you pass the final level, just like those games.

To put it simply, you are taking a shortcut by boarding the bus at this time, participating in and solving the incident.

Because the number of times you participate in resolving an incident decreases, you reduce the probability of death. But the curse is not an idiot, it has very strict rules. So this kind of thing will definitely not be allowed to happen.

Then the biggest possibility is to increase the difficulty of the event to try to balance this shortcut.

So newcomers tend to die in incidents, and there is a large part of the reason. It was the incident itself that put a high mortality factor on them.

If we are chased by the same ghosts, we may be able to get away with it, but you will be caught, and you will surely die. ”

Li Sixuan and Liu Ying were completely stunned. Xiao Mo didn't look at them anymore, and this time he said to Li Shuai and them:

"The question of our probability of survival in an event has been studied since I was drawn into the curse.

I feel like each of us has a different probability of surviving an event. This probability of survival may be determined by our own self-determination or by some external factors.

For example, our mental element zhì, physical element zhì, in the face of danger. Analysis, insight, decisiveness, boldness, and so on. There is also the time to get on the bus for reincarnation, whether it is early or late. Whether there is someone to help, interpersonal relationships on the bus, good or bad, and other external factors.

These are either internal factors, or external and internal circumstances, and I think they will have an impact on our survival probability. ”

After Xiao Mo finished speaking, the presidential suite was quiet and terrible, and in the end, Chen Cheng broke the atmosphere, and he said in a low voice:

"What are the number of days?"

Hearing this, everyone looked at Chen Cheng in unison. Chen Cheng's wooden expression remained unchanged, and he continued:

"The number of days is fate, and a qiē will eventually be determined. Maybe there really is a situation of "predetermined fate", but at least to talk about it in reality, I don't think there should be such a thing if it is cursed. ”

"It is true that there is no zài." Xiao Mo once again said something that surprised everyone, because this was undoubtedly inconsistent with what he said before.

After Xiao Mo pondered for a moment, he explained to everyone:

"I don't mean to say that our fate in the curse is predestined, that we can live if we should live, and that we must die if we don't. What I want to say is that our probability of survival can be significantly improved as we make up for our own shortcomings.

For example, if the courage is not good, then force yourself to improve the courage, if the analysis ability is not good, then look for the reason, and try to learn to analyze. If the body is not good, then work hard to improve the body...... This is tantamount to indirectly increasing our probability of survival. ”

After explaining again this time, everyone finally understood what Xiao Mo wanted to express, and when they nodded frequently in agreement, Xiao Mo added very sternly:

"I want each of us to live, but ...... Not everyone will survive. ”

“……”

In the Presidential Suite next door.

Chen Musheng, the fat man sat on the sofa in despair, at this moment, he no longer had the heart to appreciate this high-end residence.

The golden wall clock hanging on the wall kept "clicking" and walking, feeling like the footsteps of the Grim Reaper approaching them.

"Six hours to go......"

Liang Lei said the length of his death in a dead tone.

"Don't worry, they're so good, they'll definitely help us." Zhang Song is still the most optimistic person, and even now he is still worried about Liang Lei.

Liang Lei is a very rational person, although he is not very bold, but he sees things very accurately. He shook his head weakly at this time, and got up from the soft sofa:

"They didn't want to save us. I don't want to count on them either. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, how could they leave us alone!" The fat man was afraid that Liang Lei's words would be heard by the people staying next door, so he hurriedly denied it. (To be continued......)