Thriller Paradise

Chapter 879 Who Are You, My Friend?(Chapter Preview)

The scorching sun rose high in the sky, and the fierce wind blew incessantly.

In the forest-like Canyon, the battle of life and death had already begun.

It had been three hours (game time) since the scenario started. After experiencing a series of conflicts in the plot, the eight members of order team one and corpse knife team one were separated from each other in this stone Gorge, forming a situation where they were fighting for themselves.

"Ah ... Just how big is this scenario map?" drunk walked alone for a long time before he started to feel tired. He mumbled to himself,"if everyone gets lost in this maze-like stone Canyon that has no pattern and extends infinitely, then this game will end in a draw ..."

"Hmph ... I don't think so." At this moment, a low voice suddenly entered drunken gloom's ears.

"What?" The moment he heard the voice, lying drunk raised his head and looked in the direction of the speaker."What a surprise ..."

The word "accident" had two meanings. First, he was surprised that the other party could get so close to him without being noticed. Secondly, he was surprised that the other party did not use the advantage of being in the dark to launch a surprise attack.

"An accident?" King of the void squatted on top of a craggy rock and looked down at the drunk man in the gorge below. He said in a disappointed voice,"from your tone, do you think ..." He paused for half a second,"... That a person like me, when the enemy is in the light while I'm in the dark, should attack you without saying a word, instead of calmly greeting you or something."

"Hehe ..." Lying drunk laughed in disappointment. He raised his hand and tidied his instant noodles."I don't quite understand what you mean by 'someone like me'..." Although he said that, his expression was sarcastic."But generally speaking ... A sneak attack is the normal choice, isn't it?" He spread out his hands."If it were me, I would also make the first move and then say hello."

"Stop pretending." When he heard this, King of the mouth was very angry, but under the influence of the drug, his expression and tone did not seem very intense."Just because I'm a member of corpse knife, you took it for granted that I'm nothing ... Right?" he said.

"Ha ... I didn't say that. I just ..." Lying drunk wanted to deny it.

"That's enough, you don't have to say it so clearly. That would damage your humble 'star player' image, wouldn't it?" He tried his best to make his words sound sarcastic, but it was still in a state of flat and straightforward.

"Image ..." Lying drunk shook his head with a sad smile."Do you think I'm the kind of person who cares about that kind of thing?"

"Hmph ... That's what I hate most about 'people like you'..." King of the mouth snorted coldly."You have something that others don't have, but you act like you don't care. Every word and action ... Is filled with a nauseating sense of superiority. "

"You're blaming me?" Lying drunk shrugged his shoulders in disappointment.

"You can continue putting on an act ..." Nonverbally King said as a strangely shaped blade appeared in his hand."I'd like to see ... When you're struggling in despair, can you still put on that face?"

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At the same time, on the other side of the stone Gorge.

"What's wrong? It's a bowl cut. " Final assault looked at the raw fish slices all over his body and said coldly,"where did your previous confidence go? Didn't you say that it wouldn't be a problem to fight one against two?"

"Ha ... There's no point in asking." Doomsday assault put on a fake smile and said,"he might not be able to hear what we're saying now."

"Don't worry, you two. " Raw fish slice wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up from the ground."Although my hearing has been destroyed by you, I can still read lips." He laughed bitterly."Ha ... This can be considered a real-life skill being used in the game."

"Oh?" Final assault continued,"I really couldn't tell ... That you're so versatile."

This "I can't tell" did have some basis ...

Compared to the vast majority of other A-list star players, the round-faced bowl-cut hairstyle of the sashimi, as well as his calm and gentle personality ... Were definitely at the "invisible" level. From his simple and casual ID, it could be seen ... That his personality was just like this, humble, unassuming, and unpretentious. And in this day and age, people like him who took the simple and low-key route ... Were easily ignored and looked down on by others.

"You're too kind," "Actually, there's nothing to be proud of ..." He narrowed his eyes and said,"from elementary school to University, in order to get close to girls ... I joined dozens of interest groups, so I learned a lot of life skills, sports, musical instruments, and so on ..." His expression changed slightly."Well ... But no matter where I go, I'm ignored by everyone like I'm invisible ... Not to mention girls. Even the boys in the Department and the instructor didn't pay attention to me, even if I made amazing progress in a short time ..."

"Uh ... That ..." Doomsday assault realized that the topic of raw fish slices was getting further and further away. He wanted to interrupt the latter, but ...

"Later, I realized that no matter if I was late, left early, absent, or even left the club ... No one noticed me. It was as if I wasn't even in the club ..." The more raw fish slice talked, the more excited he became."After I entered junior high school, I changed clubs seven or eight times a year. I came and left whenever I wanted ... I didn't have to apply to join or leave the club because it didn't matter if I did or didn 't. I don't need to go to the training camp because the manager and the coach will never remember to book a ticket for me. Even if I go out with the team to play, I'll always be sitting on the bench ..."

Hey, hey ... What's up with this strange world ... Final assault thought to himself. Although he also felt that the other party had gone off topic, for some reason ... He actually wanted to hear the whole story.

"I still remember that in my first year of high school, my school basketball team entered the National competition ..." Sashimi looked into the sky and read thoughtfully,"I thought that in the intense national competition, due to physical considerations, the team's rotation members would increase, and I finally had the opportunity to contribute to my teammates ... So, before the competition, I skipped class for two weeks and completed the special training of 20000 shots. Finally, I mastered the esoteric skill [Misdirection. Judgment]..."

"Is it okay to skip class for two weeks ..." Final assault said,"didn't the teachers and classmates notice that you didn't go to school ..."

"I won't say anything about the 20000-ball training ..." Doomsday assault's mouth twitched as he continued,"but why does shooting lead to Miss Direction ... And, do people like you really need to practice Miss Direction ... What's that strange suffix 'judgment'..."

The raw fish slice ignored their complaints and continued in a serious tone,""This profound meaning ... Is my unique technique. Its effect is to guide the judge's line of sight on the field and infinitely magnify the smallest movement of the enemy team. Within the limits of the rules, let the judges make the most favorable judgment for our side. "

"Hey! Isn't that invincible?" Final assault's terror points rose."Why are you playing games with such skills?!" Go and play basketball! The China team is going to dominate the world soon!"

"However, I'm still sitting on the bench in the first game of the National League." Raw fish slice said,"I think ... That's because the first opponent wasn't particularly strong. Anyway, our team still won in the end." He paused."But ... In the second game, we met the undefeated legend of the eel King industry, who has dominated the high school basketball world for thirty years."

"Are you sure it's industrial and not agricultural ..." Doomsday assault muttered.

"Do you still remember that in last year's national competition, our province's winning Division, the king 's" child's subsidiary Squadron ..."Lost to the eel King by a huge disadvantage of 30 points." Sashimi continued.

"Can King's team name be any more cowardly ..." Final assault was already starting to get a headache.

"In the face of eel King's tight defense in the second half of the game, our team's main players are unable to keep up. Even a few of the often-changed substitutes are showing signs of fatigue." Sashimi continued,"I thought ... That my chance to play was finally here, but ..." He said with a sad expression,"the coach still ignores my existence ..."

At this point, the raw fish slice looked up and sighed."Sigh ... In the end, we lost that match." He looked disappointed."On the bus back, I happened to be sitting next to the coach. After a few moments of hesitation, I mustered up the courage to ask him ...'Coach, why ... Why didn't you let me try until the end?'" He shook his head."Then the coach turned to look at me and said something I'll never forget ..." He paused for two seconds and repeated,"'student, Who are you?'"

Silence descended ...

After a full minute of silence, final assault lowered his voice and whispered to doomsday assault, who was beside him,""Remember to remind me ... In the future, I shouldn't take the initiative to chat with the other party during a battle."

"Yes ... I think so too." Doomsday assault continued.

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On the other side, at the edge of the stone Gorge, on a broken cliff.

"The view here is really not bad, Ying 'er." Zen dream lay on her side on the edge of the cliff, drinking while leisurely admiring the orange sky and the wondrous scenery under her feet~"unfortunately ... Someone just has to come and ruin the scenery."

Before he could finish his sentence, a figure had already appeared behind him.

"If you just want to see the scenery, you should be a spectator." King ye replied to Zen dream from five meters behind him.

Even though brother Zen was lying on the ground, the king did not dare to be careless. He still maintained a safe distance and stared at his opponent vigilantly.

"But ..." Zen dream replied without turning her head,"the spectators can't just lie down and drink like me."

"Now that you've said it ..." The first person to speak for the king said,"it seems reasonable."

"Do you want to come over and drink together?" The next second, Zen dream asked. His tone was so relaxed and natural that he didn't seem to be joking at all.

"No, I'm here to fight." "I'm not here to look at the scenery or drink," he said.

"Is that so ..." Zen dream mumbled,"then there's no other way ..."

After saying that, he threw away the empty bottle and stood up shakily. (To be continued.) "If you like this work, you're welcome to come to Qidian.com to give your recommendation and monthly vote. Your support is my greatest motivation. For mobile users, please read on M.Qidian.com.)