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Qucheng is a small city with a population of less than 10,000 people, in fact, it has been chosen by the audience as their nest in recent decades, after all, two hundred years ago, groups of listeners came to this world and basically belonged to the posture of being chased and chased by the local indigenous powerhouses, that is, after the balance of power between the two sides deviated and destroyed, the audience could really begin to have a place to settle.

Now, with the last peak power of the world's natives who can become an establishment has been crushed, for the vast majority of listeners, it is time to "put the horse in the South Mountain".

They can have hundreds of years to think, live and enjoy, usher in their true meaning of "good life", no longer have to worry about the number of kills that must be completed every once in a while, and no longer have to tremble and sneak attack again and again.

A quiet and unfettered life is coming, and if they wish, they can even create a religion themselves, or even establish a state or a regime in their own name.

When the radio really moves, they will not be able to continue to have this kind of unrestrained life, and they will become as low-key as they used to be in the reality of their own world, but when they think about it, they only need to be a little low-key but can enjoy the free and chic days of land immortals for hundreds of years, and for listeners whose average life expectancy is equivalent to that of "cicadas" in humans, it is already a paradise-like treatment.

The ordinary people in the city don't know who is in charge of the city, but they are serving the lives of the listeners here, whether it's women, food, or all sorts of other needs, the listeners can get what they need here.

Of course, there is no Internet in this world, but even the life of ancient princes is enough for the listeners to be comfortable.

At this moment, an Oriental man and a Western man are sitting in front of the chessboard playing a game of Chinese chess, the two sides are inseparable, and it is rare to distinguish the winner in the final game, after all, the wisdom and computing ability of the two people are beyond the limits of ordinary people, and it is too small for them to take one step and see two steps.

But they prefer this kind of game, these two people in Qucheng status is also very high, after all, they belong to the audience of Lychee, and now there are less than ten people left in that group, for the latest batch of listeners, they are undoubtedly older, and they can gain some respect.

But now that the world is decided, they are the most leisurely type, unlike the latest batch of bigwigs who have to hunt those fish that slipped through the net for a little bit of points.

The Western man lit a cigarette, which was wrapped in locally grown tobacco himself, at first he was not very accustomed to smoking, but slowly, it was natural, and he enjoyed it, he even found some special tobacco leaves to improve himself, it is possible that this world will be a thousand years later will also spread his own legend, the father of cigarettes and the like.

"Radio should be moving soon, right?"

"It's coming. ”

However, at this moment, the ground began to shake, and the entire Qucheng City also began to tremble.

The two men stood up together, and at the same time flew up together, looking into the distance,

A Qin army is marching from afar,

Time

The sunset is like blood.

........................

The fat man sang a few songs in a row and regained his calm, the three of them are not hypocritical people, they have seen too many things between life and death, and they have experienced too much, so there is nothing that cannot be let go.

If there was a glimmer of life in the past, everyone would have fought hard, but this time the three of them didn't have the heart to fight anything, just wait quietly.

In the end, there were only two cigarettes left, one of the fat man handed to Su Bai, and the other was divided into two halves and given to the Buddha and himself.

"Differential treatment?" Su Bai, who was obviously treated better, took the initiative to joke at this time.

"You are the crown prince, as you should. "The fat man is not a loser, so he directly ironically went back.

"Huh. Su Bai smiled and spit out a puff of smoke rings, "It's bad luck for you." ”

"It's not interesting to say that. The fat man shook his head, although he had always boasted of being a loyal fat man of broadcasting and broadcasting princes, but in fact he had not gained any benefits from it, in fact, he was left to talk about it.

Of course, everyone's path is their own choice, and the fat man clearly knows that his wisest choice is actually to watch the fire from the other side, but he does not regret getting himself to this step at all, people always have to go crazy.

Speaking from the bottom of my heart, sometimes the fat man is really a little envious when he sees Su Baifa mentally ill, and he lives casually, who doesn't want to?

Even ordinary people have the urge to see the phone ring after a hard day's work, and they don't want to take that damn job and damn their relationships to hell.

"Okay, there's no need to be sensational, let's see how the radio is chosen. The Buddha shook the ashes of his cigarette, as if he was trying to put on a serious face but failed, he shook his head helplessly, "I can't brew any emotions before death." ”

"Hahaha........." the fat man smiled, laughing happily, "I am the same." ”

The sandalwood had burned to the end, and it seemed that only the last trace remained, and the eyes of the three people were staring at that position together, as if waiting for the final judgment.

It's just that when sandalwood reached a critical point, it actually paused.

One second,

Ten seconds,

One minute

Nothing happened.

"The time should have come. The fat man muttered, and then took the initiative to run under the incense stick to look, ", it's still burning, it's not extinguished, but it can't be burned." ”

The Buddha and Su Bai also got up together, they walked to the sandalwood, and looked at the last trace of sandalwood that was still burning.

"Does this mean that there is a success over there?" the Buddha asked, "The Seven Laws and Fusu are done?"

"Probably so. The fat man scratched his head again, "In that case, how are we going to get out?" The main mission of the broadcast has been promulgated, and although the incense is still burning, how do we get out?"

Broadcasting is a carrier of rules, it seems to be above the rules, but in fact it is the rules that control the operation, so, even if Fusu and the monk really succeed, the main task of broadcasting is the main task, it can make sandalwood burn non-stop, but it is impossible to violate the main mission regulations that he customized before for no reason and release Su Bai and the fat Buddha out without principle.

It is impossible for radio to do inconsistencies.

"In that case, we can at least be sure that the broadcast is not playing with us, anyway, we are ready to die with three people or be randomly chosen to die, so at this time it is very pointless for the radio to borrow the bug of sandalwood burning forever to finally tease us and make us kill each other. Su Bai analyzed, "Then let's take a gamble, bet on me or the fat man, you and the Buddha, one of the two sides must be a clone." ”

The fat man groaned for a while, and understood what Su Bai meant, although now because the three of them have no news to communicate with the outside world in the story world, this abnormal sandalwood has also ignited everyone's so-called hope for survival, but everything can't be conclusive.

But the three who were planning to lose it completely actually had nothing bad to bet on.

"Now, if Fusu's side really succeeds, then the broadcast should immediately stop the listener destruction plan, and we, the high-level listeners and the most talented high-level listeners, will definitely be held in the palm of our hands like treasures. The fat man's face was not red and his heart did not beat when he said the words "the best talent, so we can only think that one of the two of us is a clone, but the person on the other side does not know that he is a clone."

Moreover, this story world is likely to have two circles, exactly the same circle, such as in another story scene, there are also three of us. ”

"I can only think that if the broadcast doesn't want to kill us, it can only be set up like this, even if it is not set this way at the beginning, but in order to remedy it, in order not to let us die, it will also expand according to our ideas.

It's a big deal, waiting for this time to instill a little memory picture on the other side of us, which can be regarded as completing its story world. Buddha said.

"So, the last question, how do we determine which side is a clone? You know, if the broadcast was set up with this factor in mind at the beginning, then it is likely that there are two groups of us in the two stories now, and we have to make a choice, which one to kill?" ”

Su Bai threw the cigarette butt on the ground and said to the fat man, "Fat man, do you have any coins on you?"

"Toss a coin?" The fat man was stunned for a moment, and then immediately understood what Su Bai meant, and immediately took out an ancient coin from his pocket, "Kill Da Bai on the front, and kill us both on the back." ”

Su Bai nodded and agreed, and the Buddha on the side also agreed.

"Actually, the pressure is really not big. The fat man muttered to himself, tossing a coin is generally about luck, especially the fat man throwing without any calculation and tricks, it is completely a matter of luck, in the story world, looking at luck, in fact, it is equivalent to the mood of watching the radio, but with the help of this form, let the radio tell himself who to kill and others.

"Life and death are fateful. The fat man let out a low sigh and threw the coin in his hand into the air.

The coin flips continuously in the air,

Finally fell to the ground,

It's positive.

Su Bai smiled slightly, motioned for the fat man to do something with the Buddha, and said at the same time,

"I'll try my best to minimize my vitality, or I'm afraid you'll have to kill too hard. ”

The fat man, who was still a little embarrassed, suddenly had an urge to blow up the guy in front of him at this time.

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