Before the sun rises.

Fang Xing and Qianqian looked at the body of the actor in the bathhouse, and looked at each other speechlessly.

"What world did you die?"

"I don't know, the actor told me that if I participate in this matter, there will definitely be more variables, so even I don't know what he did."

"Well, we don't know if we're successful or not?"

"Yes."

Fang Xing looked at the corpse lying in the bath, his voice as calm as ever.

"We don't know if we've made it now, and we never will."

"The person who is resurrected in this world is reset, and even if it succeeds, it will be a strange actor who appears in front of our eyes."

According to the rules of [fate], someone should have heard the next nursery rhyme.

But Qianqian said that she really didn't hear the next nursery rhyme.

Fang Xing also shook his head and said that he didn't know.

The two looked at each other with calm expressions, as if no one was hiding anything.

They closed the door to the bathroom and went back to their rooms.

What would happen next, neither of them discussed, as if suddenly they didn't care anymore.

The words are divided into two ends.

In another world.

Fang Xing, who was lying down and resting, suddenly turned over and sat up!

In my ears, what came out was the voice of the actor.

[Three friends, quarrel again, one looking for himself, one looking for the enemy]

[Two friends, one more person died, now nine people, and one more person]

[A little friend, applauded and sang, a total of nine people, went home together]

Fang Xing initially subconsciously thought that the actor was doing, but there was no figure of the actor in this room.

Glancing around, everyone else was sleeping, and the voices in their ears seemed to be heard only by themselves.

Fang Xing walked out of the door directly, stood outside the door, and listened carefully to this inexplicable voice.

Not far away.

The actor was on his way back to the room, and when he saw Fang Xing walking out of the door, he opened his mouth and asked:

"Brother Fang, get up and untie your hands?"

"yes, you got up early to shower again?"

"Well, the province will wait in line."

Two identical voices, one far and one near, appeared in his ears, making Fang Xing also have an inexplicable sense of confusion.

The actor went back to the house to make up for sleep, Fang Xing continued to stand outside the room, sniffed his nose, and looked at the shower room that was not closed very tightly.

The nursery rhyme was repeated three times before it ended, and Fang Xing did not notice anything unusual from beginning to end.

Fang Xing looked up to the sky and sighed.

"I knew it."

"None of the worlds I've experienced are fucking normal!"

"What's it this time again?"

"When it comes to me, the plot jumps directly to three friends?!! How do I feel like I don't feel involved in this world at all! ”

What Fang Xing hates the most is to play the kind of game that doesn't even have a task hint, and he can't figure it out at all, so he can only run around the map.

It's the same this time.

Although the hints given by the system have always proved that they are by the side of the heroine, it feels like a side plot throughout the whole process, and the main plot has not been revealed at all.

finally found some clues with intuition, and it was inexplicably proved to be just an accident.

This time, it's good.

The main quest is almost over somehow, and I've just proven that my guess is right!

And then what?

Just gave a nursery rhyme, and then what!

Now I don't know who the so-called three friends are!

"Can the main quest of this world be a little brighter, give me more hints!"

"Guess the riddle!?"

"It's not as good as squatting at home in the last world, and at that time, I knew what the mission goal was."

"Doing such a mystery—"

"Give Tiandao a bad review!"

There was a muffled thunder in the sky, as if in protest!

Fang Xing pursed his lips and decided to take a step at a time.

Anyway, this world is a normal urban world, and there is nothing worth treating with caution except for thermal weapons.

Just when Fang Xing decided to go back and continue sleeping, the door of the girl's cabin not far away was pushed open with a creak, and Qianqian poked her head out and saw Fang Xing at a glance.

"Brother Fang, it's raining?!"

"No, it was a thunderbolt."

"Wow~~~"

"You didn't sleep?"

"I fell asleep, and a little bug in the house woke me up just now, and I just woke up."

Looking at Qianqian, who yawned a little and directly made her eyes a little sleepy, Fang Xing just smiled and didn't ask any more.

When I first started probing, my eyes were still bright.

It's just that whether you can sleep or not is someone else's private matter, and Fang Xing doesn't like to ask too much.

A few days ago, Fang Xing had noticed that there were constant sudden changes in individual people that he didn't know about, and this time, it seemed that except for himself, everyone already had their own little secrets.

As for whether this secret is related to nursery rhymes, Fang Xing feels that he still lacks some confirmation.

Breakfast time.

Everyone has washed up and sat at the handcrafted table to enjoy the morning sea breeze.

These days of island life did not make these handsome men and women tired, but rather radiant, and each exuded a unique personal charm.

Every day after breakfast, it is a meeting time for everyone to discuss what to do today, and arranging the day's work will save a lot of unnecessary trouble.

"I always feel that there is nothing to do today, except for the director team suddenly getting a desert island food guide, there is no task."

Fang Xing, as everyone's 'good big brother', took the lead in speaking.

"The food thing, it's simple to say, it's troublesome to say it's troublesome, in fact, the luck component of this food illustrated book is relatively large, if you catch a few more different species of fish, the illustrated book is not a problem at all."

"So, why don't we find something to pass the time?"

When it comes to playing, others are in high spirits.

"I don't think it's fun to play games or anything, do you remember that nursery rhyme when you first went to the island?"

"Let's play that nursery rhyme, everyone chooses the ranking, makes up a story, anyway, it's all cameras here, make a skit, how about it?"

Seeing that everyone's eyes were a little unresponsive, Fang Xing suddenly slapped the table, startling the others.

"Who dies first?"

Everyone present looked at each other for a moment, and immediately protested.

"Don't play with this, it's too unlucky!"

"How can anyone get up early in the morning and arrange for someone to die?"

"That's it, Brother Fang is an author, if he writes a plot or something, won't he hit your muzzle?"

"It's better to dance, I want to see Brother Fang dance!"

Fang Xingle said that he could do anything, anyway, he just proposed to pass the boring time.

Then, the crowd began to have a heated discussion about what was better to play.

Fang Xing didn't say much, just looked at it with a smile.

(I just asked who was the first to die.) ）

(That moment)

(Of the eight people, five looked at the popular little flower, two looked at Qianqian, and one looked at me)

(Interesting, really interesting.) ）

(What's next?) ）

Alas, back.

I'm sorry readers.

In the past two months, I have really had a lot of bad things.

I'm really sorry for the friends who read my book, and I thank the readers who still remember me.

The book goes on and on, and does not cut.

Just the sauce.

(Kowtow and admit mistakes)

(Bang Bang

(End of chapter)