: "There are so many posts, someone will always see them, as long as they see one, they can follow the route."

When Shi Wang walked to the entrance of the maze, he looked back worriedly, "I hope they can all see it..."

Pushing open the door of the tea room, Lu Yuxing stood up from the sofa while leaning on the armrest, straightened his clothes, and pretended to be nonchalant, "Finally back, I thought you two were lost, and I was about to post a missing person noticeWell, hurry up and eat, you're going to starve to death."

Shi Wang closed the door and opened it again, and the outside has become a normal corridor. As he walked out, he turned around and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Lu Yuxing grinned: "Chongqing hot pot."

"How can there be hot pot in the company cafeteria? Just give you a box lunch."

"Ah... so shabby, why don't you have three dishes and one soup?"

The few people were noisy and walked away slowly.

...

Yan Ting can naturally think of the period that Qi Zhe can think of.

These two people are worthy of being the ultimate good guy and the ultimate villain. Although their personalities and beliefs are completely different, they have very similar ways of thinking.

So when Qi Zhe guessed that the yin marriage caravan was pointing to the exit, Yan Ting also thought about it, and even started the action at the same time as him.

Time went back to last night, Yan Ting sat alone on the chair in the labyrinth lounge, closed his eyes, and listened to the movement outside.

About twelve o'clock, there was the sound of wheels and noisy footsteps outside the door.

Yan Ting got up and opened the door, and saw the team.With his hands in his pockets, he walked leisurely behind the sedan chair at the end, following them as if taking a walk.

It was too dark at that time, so he didn't notice a food bag tied behind the sedan chair, nor did he see the finely crumbs of bread under his feet.

He just walked forward with the sedan chair, but after only a few minutes of walking, the paper people who sent off the relatives were enraged. They were very angry and rushed towards Yan Ting like evil spirits. A big bloody mouth was opened on their strange faces.It was as if he wanted to swallow Yan Ting alive.

Yan Ting yawned lazily, and drew out his gun casually, pointing the black muzzle at the rooster, "Go ahead, or I'll kill your groom."

The paper people froze all of a sudden, I'm afraid even Qi Zhe didn't expect that this group of inhuman ghosts could understand human speech.Yan Ting's threat actually worked. He obediently picked up the sedan chair, drove the ox cart, and continued to move forward.

An hour later, Yan Ting came to the gate of the maze just like this, but he did not leave directly, but turned into a small hidden fork next to him, where he lurked.

After dawn, whether it was Shi Wang and the others leaving the maze, or going back and forth, posting guiding arrows everywhere, all of this was clearly in Yan Ting's eyes.

Eighty-nine three people, there must be wicked people.

A yellow post-it note is common and common in everyday life. You can buy a thick stack for a few dollars. The arrows scribbled on it with a gel pen are also unremarkable, but placed against the background of the maze, they are contestants.The life-saving straw is their guiding light.

The path explored by the predecessors will bring endless benefits to future generations, let alone people like Shi Wang who can think of others at all times, but evil inevitably breeds in the crowd, even if they are compatriots,There will be disagreements...

"Husband! Husband, look, there is something stuck on the wall here!" The short-haired girl wearing a blue suspender dress and wearing summer sandals patted the shoulder of the boy next to her in surprise, and pointed her other hand vigorously at the wall on the left.wall.

The boy is only in his early twenties, wearing black-rimmed glasses and a plaid shirt, he looks like a college student.

Although the two have called each other husband and wife, they are still just a pair of young lovers.

The boy followed his girlfriend's hand and looked at the post-it note, "Arrow?"

"Yes, it must be pointing to the exit." The girl put her arms around his arm and urged, "Let's go quickly, the game time is coming soon."

The boy looked at his watch, and his face was also very tangled. After a while, he still decided to choose to believe in this "road sign", and walked in the direction of the arrow with his girlfriend.

But after walking a few steps, the boy suddenly let go of the girl's hand again, turned back, tore off the post-it note, and stuffed it into his pocket.

The girl asked strangely: "Why did you tear it up? If someone else comes from behind, can't they also go with them?"

"That's why." The boy said with heavy eyes: "Since we are called contestants, then this game is probably a competition."

"Perhaps the number of winners is predetermined. In the future, only a very small number of people will have the right to survive. We must become one of the very few people, so now we must reduce our competitors as much as possible."

"Even if it is by any means." He said firmly, "If one more person dies, our chances of surviving will increase."

The life and death of outsiders has nothing to do with him, everyone is self-sufficient, don't care about others, as long as you take care of yourself, and for potential opponents, you must kill them in the cradle in time.

But the girl seemed a little frightened, and stammered: "But, but..."

"Okay, don't waste time." The boy took the girl's hand and held it tightly, "Let's go before anyone else comes."

They walked forward along the direction of the arrows, turned seven times, walked through countless forks, and tore off a post-it note every time they saw it.

The girl walked very slowly, her posture was a bit weird, and she was limping.The boy lowered his head and found that her toes and heels had been scuffed by the sandals, and there was a lot of blood oozing out.

Without further ado, the boy took off his sneakers, "You wear mine first, my shoes are bigger, but they are more comfortable than wearing sandals."

The girl smiled gratefully and knelt down to change her shoes.

Only then did she find some light brown powder scattered on the floor. She squeezed it with her hands, and it felt like some food crumbs.

The boy looked down at her, "What's wrong?"

The girl didn't take these things to heart, and shook her head, "It's okay."

The two continued to walk forward, the boy was barefoot, holding the girl's sandals in his hand, the girl was holding his arm, leaning against him tightly, watching the movement around him uneasily.

After tearing off the last post-it note, they finally saw the door with the exit sign. Although the expression on the boy's face was still tense, his body suddenly relaxed.

The girl stood on her tiptoes and kissed him vigorously, almost crying with joy, "Husband, we finally found the exit! I'm so hungry, when I get out, you still cook braised fish for me, okay?"

At this time, the boy had a little smile on his face, and looked down at his girlfriend, "Okay."

At this moment, suddenly... bang!!

A golden brass bullet shot into the boy's temple at a speed that the naked eye could not catch, and then drilled out from the other side, opening a bloody hole in his head, and a string of bright red blood flowers followed the bullet.Spilled out.

The boy still maintained that shallow smile on his face, his body shook twice before he fell to the ground.

Warm blood splashed on the girl's face, she didn't seem to react, she stared blankly at the boy falling down, watching this person who was alive and warm just a second ago fall to the ground, turning intoThere was a corpse that could no longer move or speak.

"Ahhh!!" The girl opened her eyes wide in horror, slumped on the ground, covered her head with her hands, and screamed.

A tall figure appeared from the corner, he came behind the girl without a sound, and aimed his gun at the back of her head.But the man hesitated for a moment, as if he felt that it was not worth wasting a bullet.

So he put away his gun, walked to the boy's body, and took out the pile of crumpled post-it notes from his pocket.

"I still have to thank you, it just saves me going in and tearing up one by one." Yan Ting took out a lighter and lit the pile of post-it notes.Orange flames quickly licked the yellow pages, burning them to ashes.

A few pages of broken pages floated on the boy's body with the wind, and the remaining sparks ignited his clothes and burned them.

The girl seemed to wake up suddenly, she cried and crawled towards him, slapped the flames on his body with her hands, and cried out in tears: "Don't! Don't! Get rid of it...husband, husband..."

She lay on the boy's body, tightly grasping his hand and Yu Wen's hand, and pressed her face to his chest.

Yan Ting didn't even look at them again, then turned and left.

He had killed too many people and done too many evils. The story of life and death could no longer touch his cold and hard heart.

Later, some people found the exit by virtue of luck, or their own insight and intelligence.

They walked towards the exit without squinting, and passed by the girl and the corpse with numb expressions, without leaving even a sympathetic look.It was as if the corpses lying there were not once their own kind, but a poisoned mouse or a bitten bird they passed by.

The exit of the maze was less than 20 meters away from the girl, but she just lay down next to the boy's corpse, pulled the boy's arm around her shoulders, and pressed her face against the boy's chest, which no longer had a heartbeat.

She didn't leave until the time ran out and the maze game was over.

This game has a total of a thousand identical mazes, and each maze has between one hundred and two hundred contestants. In the maze where Shi Wang is located, one hundred and twenty-five people survived at the end.Mazes are no different.

"The survival rate is 15%." Qi Zhe looked at the notification on the watch and said calmly: "The speed of the decrease in the number of people is gradually slowing down."

In the previous few games, the survival rate almost plummeted like a cliff, but since recently, the rate of decline in the survival rate has become slower and slower, and it has remained in single digits that can be counted with five fingers each time.

"Of course, the only ones who are still alive are the selected elites, so they won't die easily." Lu Yuxing sat on the rattan chair with a cup of coffee, looked up at the ceiling, and shook the chair slightly, "It's a good thing.It's also bad."

Qi Zhe understood what he meant, and they had to admit that in this environment, bad people who abandoned moral and legal concepts were more likely to survive than good people.If good people make up the majority in modern society, then on this island, the number of wicked people may have reached one-third.

Just saying this may not have a specific concept in mind. For example, for every three people you meet on this island, there may be a vicious murderer among them.

This is different from being forced to kill people in the first game. The bad guys are pure evil, and the elite among the bad guys is absolutely destructive to ordinary people.

What is even more sad is that some people may have been just ordinary office workers before going to the island, whose parents or children, but in this short month of subtle influence, they have becomeOutright demon.

Shi Wang didn't participate in this discussion, he lay on the double sofa, curled up and wrapped in a blanket and fell asleep.

He was worried about the situation inside the maze last night, and waited anxiously for the broadcast of the survival rate. He almost didn't close his eyes all night, but after the sun rose in the morning, he couldn't hold it anymore. He just wanted to squat on the sofa for a while, As a result, he fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

The blanket was covered by Qi Zhe. The air in the morning is still relatively cool, and people who are asleep are prone to catch a cold if they don't cover themselves with a quilt.

In such warmth, Shi Wang dreamed about what happened when he was very young.

Maybe it was the backup data that turned his soul upside down, and some things that he had almost completely forgotten were slowly showing a blurred shadow at this time.

When he was very young, he may have just entered kindergarten, and his parents often went on business trips together, so they could only send him to the nursery for a few days.

At this time, there will be a very good-looking man who will pick him up to play, sometimes take him to the playground, sometimes to the aquarium, and when the weather is bad, he will take him to a very big house,There are many beautiful sisters in black and white skirts and cute cats and dogs to play with him.

Shi Wang likes this person very much, the nature of face control has been rooted in his bones since he was a child, even if his parents told him a hundred times and a thousand times not to talk to strangers, he still followed closely like a little tailBehind the man, he grabbed his clothes with his small hands and called him uncle.

At that time, Shi Wang didn't know who this man was, didn't know his status, and he didn't realize how he took himself out of the strict nursery school so easily.

It's just that this man is good-looking, so Shi Wang is willing to play with him.

In the rainy weather, he sat on the thick wool carpet and built building blocks. While building, he reached out and grabbed the delicate cake and stuffed it into his mouth.

Then he noticed the man sitting on the sofa reading a book again, so he stood up with difficulty, ran up to him, grabbed his clothes and crawled on top of him.

The cream left on his fingers spread on the man's expensive suit, leaving a few obvious handprints on the fabric, but the other party was not angry, but put down the book and picked up Shi Wang's back collar, and took him aside.

The man looked at him and smiled, and said with a sigh: "It really hasn't changed at all, it's exactly the same as in the previous life."

Ninety Dirty Puppy

When he was young, Shi Wang couldn't understand what the man said. Mysterious vocabulary like "last life" was too difficult for him. His little head couldn't understand it, and the kindergarten teacher didn't teach him.

When Shi Wang was a child, his concentration was poor. Seeing that the man didn't intend to play with him, his attention was quickly attracted by a fluffy snow-white puppy that ran in.Using both hands and feet, he struggled to climb off the sofa and ran to play after the puppy.

Then he tripped over the block and slammed on the carpet.

The man looked back from the book and landed on Shi Wang, his sitting posture changed a bit, as if he was going to get up to coax him.

But Shi Wang has been optimistic and strong since he was a child. He didn't even cry. He quickly got up and patted his clothes, then bent down and touched his knees, coaxing himself, "Wangwang doesn't hurt, the pain is gone..."

After coaxing himself, he stood there blankly pinching his fingers, as if he had forgotten what he was going to do.

He turned his head to look at the puppy, and then at the man on the sofa. Finally, he picked up the children's fairy tale books scattered on the ground, ran to the man, and stuffed the book into his hand forcefully, squeezing out the obscure book.I understand ancient books.

He lay on the man's lap, excitedly urging: "Uncle, uncle, read this story to Wangwang, Wangwang wants to hear it."

"..." The man looked at him helplessly, but he didn't reject him. Instead, he picked up the child with one hand and put him in his arms, and read the fairy tale to him in a calm and pleasant voice..

Long, long ago, on a distant mountain, there was a dirty little dog...

...

"Wake up, it's noon, get up and eat something." Qi Zhe patted Shi Wang's shoulder lightly, trying to wake him up.

The curtains were not drawn in the room, and the warm sunlight at noon passed through the transparent glass windows unreservedly and fell on the sofa, making the dark brown leather sofa slightly hot.

Shi Wang's eyelashes trembled, he half-opened his eyes and looked at Qi Zhe in a daze, as if his mind hadn't come to his senses, he opened his mouth and said something indistinctly.

Qi Zhe didn't hear clearly, he leaned closer and asked, "What did you say?"

Shi Wang: "...a puppy."

Qi Zhe: "?"

Qi Zhe couldn't understand, so he had to ask again: "What puppy?"

Shi Wang blinked his eyes, he also came to his senses at this time, and completely forgot what he said just now when he was half asleep and half awake.He also looked at Qi Zhe suspiciously, and slapped him with an innocent expression, "What puppy? Do you want a dog?"

Qi Zhe: "..."

Shi Wang felt baffled, rubbed his sleepy eyes, threw off the blanket and got off the sofa, looked up at his watch, couldn't help but eat