NPC mutations, on the other hand, mean that a small number of players have to work together to fight against a large number of mutants.

Now, the fewer NPCs there are in the gym, the higher the survival rate of the player.

"Who is so mad?" As soon as he thought that such a person was among them, and it was very likely that he would become a competitor with himself in the future, Jiang Mo felt a chill in his heart.

"It's hard to say." Fu Xing flashed a few names in his mind, and said slowly, "However, remember to be vigilant in front of players in the future, and don't trust anyone easily." ”

Jiang Mo was also scared and nodded.

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After Qian Si's reconciliation, more than half of the people in the gymnasium left.

Sun Rui, who has been in charge of the order of the gymnasium, checked the number of people.

Originally, there were 84 survivors, 13 players, and 71 NPCs in the gym.

Here, Qi Feng is counted as an NPC.

Of those 71 NPCs, 31 NPCs are now out searching for supplies.

In the evening, the NPCs who went out had not returned.

These people's companions are worried, but in the end, only 6 NPCs venture out to find them.

Now, there are only 13 players and 24 NPCs left in the gym.

Among them, the player Cui Yuanjia is seriously alienated and is about to enter a chrysalis state.

On the night of the fifth day, there were only 37 people left in the gymnasium.

Until late at night, the person who went out never returned.

Annihilated.

The number of people plummeted by more than half in an instant.

By this time, the remaining survivors had realized that they had been cheated by Qian Si.

Some rejoice, others grieve.

Happily, the fewer people, the safer the gymnasium, and the materials of the dead will also be divided among themselves.

And those who have lost their relatives and companions have poured their anger on Qian Si.

Qian Si also admitted it, but he never revealed any information that someone instructed him to do so.

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Alienated dungeon, day six.

Light rain.

The muffled sound of rain overhead seemed to be in my ears.

"The weather is getting worse and worse......"

"When is this a head, I don't see any hope at all."

"So many people have died......"

The survivors sighed and were preoccupied.

Fu Xing sat on the sleeping bag, and his voice sounded faintly: "Black soil, open the tent to breathe." ”

"Okay."

Jiang Mo crawled over and unzipped the tent and clamped it up with a small clip.

After their tent was scratched by Scar Man that day, Fu Xing changed to an intact tent the next day.

Now there are many tents in the gymnasium, there are few people, and if there is an empty one, as long as no one lives in it, you can take it casually, and no one will care.

Fuxing has been thinking about what the game wants players to do these days.

She thought of many possibilities, but she had to wait until the character perfection was full before she could make a more accurate judgment.

Still thinking about it, Fu Xing suddenly saw a haggard and sloppy young man slowly pacing towards the tent area on the other side of the quarantine area.

“…… Cui Yuanjia? ”

Jiang Mo turned his head when he heard this: "Cui Yuanjia? That mutated player that day? ”

Fu Xing nodded, her gaze still falling on the man.

At least now he doesn't look alienated.

It's normal, it's just ragged and a little embarrassed.

No one seemed to notice him.

Cui Yuanjia did not return to his original tent, but casually found an empty tent to stay in.

Fu Xing's gaze followed Cui Yuanjia until he completely disappeared from his field of vision and could not see it, and then slowly retracted.